ferocious

In the previous life, on September 1st, the two met at the No.[-] civilian hospital.

At that time, Zhu Guining's temper was much more gloomy than now.At noon, after Yin Shanyue went to the rooftop to drive those scumbags away, he went downstairs with his own lunch box without saying a word with a cold face.

Teacher Qin Jin is as responsible as always, and the roll call has lasted for two lifetimes, and he is still conscientious.

It's just that Zhu Guining, the only one who knew where Yin Shanyue was, lost energy after being beaten, and fell asleep in the back row without hearing anything.Until the end, Yin Shanyue, who was resting on the paint bucket, was not found by anyone.

On the other side, Feng Shun and Feng Li held back their breath at noon, brewed for the whole afternoon, and finally broke out when school was over.

They called out a few more young people from outside the school, and when Zhu Guining had just walked out of the school after school, they dragged them into a dark alley and beat them up.

Among them was a new gangster who was not very sensible, and when he hit someone, his blood was too hot, and he didn't know where to find an empty beer bottle, and hit Zhu Guining on the head.

It was because of this that the bloody Zhu Guining scared the group of people away.The gangsters looked at each other, and in order not to take responsibility, they ran faster than the Feng family brothers one by one.

After the group of people dispersed, Zhu Guining stood up, staggered to the side of the road and stopped a taxi. After being rejected many times with blood on his forehead, he finally met a kind-hearted The uncle sent Zhu Guining to the county hospital and confiscated his money.

Zhu Guining went to the emergency room and sat on the plastic chair in the hall waiting for his number to be called.

Even if the decoration facilities of the hospitals in small county towns are complete, there are more or less obsolete marks on them that cannot be erased.In the evening, there were quite a lot of people who came to see the doctor. When Zhu Guining was queuing up for registration, he even noticed a woman with a big belly in the crowd, holding a swaddling baby in her arms, standing in front of the window for buying medicine and crying.

Zhu Guining was having a headache while thinking leisurely, he didn't know if the one in his arms was sick or the one in his stomach had a problem.

A little nurse had already come over to help Zhu Guining treat the wound for the time being, doing simple debridement and disinfection.The injury caused by this kind of beer bottle hitting the head can be large or small, and the specific situation has to be diagnosed by a doctor.

The two on-duty doctors in the emergency room were busy running around, working on an assembly line, with one person diagnosing and the other prescribing medicine, which still couldn't meet the needs of patients for the speed of treatment.

After working for a long time, there are still three patients in front of Zhu Guining, and there are no new patients behind.

In fact, Zhu Guining's headache didn't hurt much at this time, the little gangster didn't try hard, and the beer bottle Zhu Guining saw afterward, it was a low-quality product, the bottle was very thin and extremely brittle.In a sense, the counterfeit and shoddy merchants saved Zhu Guining's life.

Maybe it's just scratched a few pieces of skin, bleeding a lot... Zhu Guining pressed the gauze on his forehead, staring at the hospital gate with both eyes in a daze.

After another ten minutes, the little doctor in the emergency room was finally willing to poke half of his head out, lifted the glasses frame above the bridge of his nose, stared at the registration form and prolonged his voice, saying aloud word by word: "Next, Best wishes."

Zhu Guining raised his hand and waved at the little doctor. Seeing this, the doctor immediately retracted half of his body behind the door like a gopher.

Zhu Guining didn't take it seriously, pressed the gauze on his forehead, and wobbled into the emergency room.

——At this time, he saw Yin Shanyue who was crouching in the corner of the emergency room with a thick white towel wrapped in his left hand.

Zhu Guining was torn off by the little doctor, and changed from a standing position to sitting on the old rattan chair, staring straight at Yin Shanyue who was as disheveled as him, even the little doctor took iodine on his wound All the smears around couldn't get his attention back.

Yin Shanyue obviously did not come to the hospital by himself, Zhu Guining was dazzled by the comrade in police uniform standing beside him, and he could vaguely hear the police comrade who was almost in his prime complaining to the medical staff next to him :

"A group of high school students, who didn't learn well at a young age, got together to fight. Look, something went wrong."

The little nurse next to Comrade Police is also a gossip, and while cleaning up Yin Shanyue's wounds, he chatted with him in a soft voice: "No, we just received three patients in the emergency room, the one with the deep knife wound Yo, the bones are about to be exposed."

The policeman sneered when he heard the words, and turned to Yin Shanyue who was next to him and said, "No, he did it." The little nurse's hand trembled in fright, and the medical alcohol in the tray was almost spilled.

Yin Shanyue sat in the corner, clutching his left hand, his forehead was covered with sweat, his lips turned white, his whole body was covered in unknown blood, and half of his clothes were soaked.

Seeing the little nurse was taken aback, he raised his head specially, smiled at the little girl, and echoed, "It's a pity we didn't cut off their hands directly."

The little nurse turned pale, hurriedly packed up the medical equipment at hand, and trotted away from the emergency room with the metal tray in hand.

Zhu Guining only felt that even the second debridement by the little doctor didn't hurt him anymore, and he watched it with relish from not far away.

The doctor standing beside him re-attached the medicated gauze to Zhu Guining's forehead with medical tape, and then sat down at his desk, picked up Zhu Guining's medical records, and wrote down a string of ghostly symbols.

The two groups of people were not far away, and the doctor naturally heard the conversation in the corner of the emergency room just now, snorted coldly, and muttered: "If you don't spare your life, you will be killed by yourself sooner or later."

Zhu Guining blinked when he heard the words, turned around, and returned his attention to the medical records on the doctor's desk.

For convenience, registered patients only need to pile up their medical records on their desks in order, instead of queuing up in the emergency room.Every time the doctor calls a number, he will pull out the corresponding one from the pile of medical records, and let the patient take it away after writing it, and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

On the slightly messy desk of the little doctor, besides Zhu Guining's medical record in his hand, there is another one carelessly placed.Now there are only two patients left in the entire emergency room, whose answer is self-evident.

Zhu Guining turned his head, looked at the teenager in the corner who was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, kicked open the roof gate at noon, and almost chopped off his hand in a fight, and curiosity prevailed for a while, and he stretched his neck, He sneaked a few glances at the other party's medical records.

The information on the medical record is complete, and the information card was probably filled out by the policeman. The three block letters of "Yin Shanyue" are neatly lined up together, which sets off the string of ghostly symbols written by the doctor below, and the effect is a bit funny.

Zhu Guining struggled to see, half-squinting his fox eyes, trying to distinguish a few Chinese characters from a bunch of circles and wavy lines.

Finally, the sky paid off. On the last line of the medical record, the little doctor made a relatively easy-to-identify summary of the cause of the disease. Two dark blue pens were neatly written, piercing through the back of the paper, piled up in the lower right corner of the medical record—— severed finger.

***

Zhu Guining stood in front of the gate of his house, watched Yin Shanyue's expression gradually becoming hostile, and muttered in his heart that a dog bit Lu Dongbin.

Yin Shanyue patted Zhu Guining's hand away very impolitely, and then he was about to lift the other person from the front of the gate, frightening him with a dark face: "If you stop again, I will really fight with you, don't you believe me?" Do not believe?"

Hearing this, Zhu Guining immediately untied Yin Shanyue's coat, threw it on the carpet, rolled up the long-sleeved shirt underneath, revealing a pair of scarred white arms, and stretched them out under Yin Shanyue's eyes:

"Hit, it's not too much anyway."

The young man's skin was very fair, which made those black and purple bruises even more terrifying. As time passed, his two slender forearms swelled a lot, and a bulge swelled up on his right wrist. The thin chin and palm-sized face are really pitiful.

Yin Shan couldn't hold his breath anymore, he let go of his fingers on the opponent's shoulder, and his face was ugly: "You just want to fight against me to be happy?"

"I'm not," Zhu Guining shook his head, put his finger on Yin Shanyue's palm in turn, and opened his mouth: "Actually, I can tell fortunes."

"I counted that your fate is going to be catastrophic today, and you can only resolve it by staying at my house obediently... As soon as you leave the house, there will be bloodshed!" Zhu Guining said while taking Yin Shanyue's hand to lead him into the house, away from the gate.

Yin Shanyue stood motionless as if roots had taken root under his feet, and the furrowed furrows could trap flies.

His arm was pulled up by Zhu Guining, dangling in the air, pinching the bridge of his nose with his other free hand, with a headache in his face: "I'm going to fight, what's bothering you?"

"Fight?" Zhu Guining smiled when he heard the words, and stuffed Yin Shanyue's palm under his shirt collar, his eyes were as ambiguous as his tone: "Fight with me, let's fight fairies."

Yin Shanyue has been doing manual labor all year round, and his fingers are covered with calluses worn out when he moved boxes, a thick layer, hard and prickly.Suddenly touching the smoothness and tenderness of his hands, that strange and weird feeling of absurdity swept towards his brain, and the first-level alarm was sounded instantly.

As if touching a pot of boiling water, Yin Shan withdrew his fingers from Zhu Guining's hand like a conditioned reflex, his whole body seemed to be facing an enemy, his eyes flicked around, and he subconsciously swears a few obscenities .

Zhu Guining let out a soft "Yeah", licked the corner of his mouth with the scarlet tongue, and glanced back and forth at the other party's lower thirds several times: "Virgin? Or... it's really not good there."

While provoking with words, at the same time making gestures, he wanted to reach out his hand into Yin Shanyue's crotch.

Yin Shan Yuequi laughed angrily at this perverted little gay guy, pinched the little vixen's wrists, and used great strength to refute him word by word: "Fuck off, I want me to stab your ass!" Eye, are you dreaming?"