Chapter 629: A Story in a Story

The dark room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the dried dirt on the clothes was peeling off bit by bit.

The mud spots fell on the dry straw and made a crunching sound.

Lin Yiyi squatted by the door and looked at the snow outside the window. The confusion in her heart piled up like the densely falling snow.

The rustling sound continued and never stopped.

"Who's throwing pebbles? It makes a constant hissing sound."

In the dim night, a rough voice sounded.

Lin Yiyi's depressed mood was interrupted. She stopped picking the dry mud off her clothes, and her mind raced. She decided to join in the conversation in just a few breaths.

"I'm sorry, comrade. I just missed home so much...I cried a lot."

The man sneered, "Why are your tears so big? Why are you making such a noise? Are you missing home and running around like a vagrant?"

“……” It’s another blind migrant, what does it mean?

Lin Yiyi didn't care about being ridiculed. She was afraid of being disliked so she acted pitiful with 120% caution and asked the key point with 88% boldness.

"It's snowing, and I don't know when the New Year will come. Brother, are you also a migrant worker?"

"Everyone who comes in here, where are you going to go if you are not staying at home? Forget about going home for the New Year. You will probably have to go to the farm before the New Year."

Probably because being called "big brother" made people feel relieved, the man in the dark didn't speak as aggressively as before.

"..." Farm? It's over. I have a very ominous feeling.

Lin Yiyi secretly groaned, her brows furrowed, her stomach rumbling with hunger, and her heart trembling with fear.

"Can we not go to the farm?"

As soon as she asked the question, she was sneered again, "You are still dreaming after coming here? Why would you be a drifter if you are afraid of going to the farm?"

The other people in the dark night had their own thoughts and listened silently with their eyes half closed.

“…”

Oh no, Lin Yiyi felt like something in her heart was shattered into pieces. Migrants, farms, comrades, quotations from the times, clothes and dressing styles, plus the sudden change of place, were all strung together.

If she guessed correctly, she must have traveled through time.

Lin Yiyi gave up the idea of ​​speaking, curled up, buried her face in her arms, and cursed the heavens, the earth, and her bad luck in her heart.

There was a tear in his eye, but he didn't dare let it fall. He sniffed twice and started to analyze a way out.

There are only two options now: if you don't say anything, you will be locked up in a farm; if you tell everything, you will be treated as a mental patient and thrown into a hospital.

God is really playing tricks on her.

She traveled through time at the wrong time, and wasn’t even allowed to take her bag with her.

The overdeveloped information age also has its drawbacks. Everything is solved by a mobile phone, resulting in the fact that now you can’t even find anything in your trouser pockets or clothes bags.

Thinking about the questions asked before I came in, I decided to try some of the tricks as soon as possible.

Otherwise there will be no chance.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Lin Yiyi let go of the gamble, stood up and decisively kicked the wooden door a few times, then pinched her throat and shouted, "Help, someone has fainted and is dying!"

“Bang, bang, bang!”

She kicked him again with two powerful kicks, and then she changed her tone and said, "Someone's dead! Someone's dead! Someone come quickly~"

The people in the house were startled by the sudden noise.

I was confused by this shocking operation. Who died?

Lin Yiyi acted even harder, with another burst of crackling, playing several roles by herself, and actively singing the big show.

The wooden door, which was not very strong to begin with, was kicked so hard that it shook off a lot of dust and opened up some cracks, causing the cold wind outside to rush into the house.

The people in the house, who were already too cold and hungry to have any strength, kept cursing.

"You're going to die! You're yelling at that bitch, if you die, then die."

"The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn. If you scream like a ghost again, I will beat you up!"

…

The room suddenly became noisy, half dark and half bright, and it was hard to see clearly. The quails that were crouching just now were now feathered and flying. You stepped on me and I touched you.

Yelling, swearing, pushing and beating, everyone went crazy as if they had pressed the power button.

Hearing footsteps coming from outside the courtyard, Lin Yiyi changed direction and yelled in a strange voice, "The female comrade who just came in seems to be dead! Dead!"

The silence of the snowy night was broken.

The person on duty came over to check and shone a flashlight towards the window, only to see a group of dishevelled people making a commotion inside.

The roofs are almost roaring.

Finally, a few bowls of cold water were poured into the house to quiet down the noisy house.

The person on duty was afraid that if someone really died, he would be held responsible if the incident was blamed on him.

So he called his colleagues on duty to carry the female comrade who was leaning against the wall out again.

Pinching the Ren Zhong point and slapping him in the face didn't work, so he had to be sent to the clinic.

Lin Yiyi managed to stay awake even when she was stepped on and beaten, but the pinch on her philtrum almost woke her up with pain.

But if she doesn't do her best, she may never have another chance if she misses this opportunity.

At the Zhaojia Town Health Center, the gatekeeper wanted to ask a few more questions before opening the door.

But when he saw the girl, who was wearing thin clothes and had half a swollen face, and was covered in dirt, his heart softened a little, "Come with me, I'll go call a doctor."

Huang Youming was sleeping in the duty room. He was a little upset when he was woken up. When he saw the female comrade who had been beaten into unconsciousness, his brows furrowed.

He glanced at the people in the security station twice more, and in his heart he somewhat disapproved of the method of beating female comrades.

The person on duty was a little anxious and asked hurriedly, "Doctor Huang, is she okay? Is she dying?"

Huang Youming felt his pulse and said deliberately in a serious tone, "If we delay any longer, it will be hard to say for sure. You guys go out first and don't hinder me from saving people."

The person on duty wanted to ask one more question, but finally walked out after meeting Dr. Huang's annoyed look.

The two men discussed outside the door again, "You go back first, I'll stay here and watch, the station can't be left alone."

"Okay, I'll go back first. Being on duty is damn unlucky."

…

In the infirmary.

Huang Youming checked her and realized that she was pretending, so he said in a low voice, "Open your eyes, they're out."

Lin Yiyi had heard the door closing sound a long time ago, and knew she couldn't hide it from the doctor, but she didn't know what to say to get a chance to escape, so she kept her eyes closed.

Huang Youming poured some hot water into his kettle. As the water dripped, he said, "Stop pretending."

Lin Yiyi knew that she was dirty, but she still wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, trying to dispel the chill of the snowy night. She opened her eyes shiveringly, her voice so soft that it was barely audible, "…Is there anything to eat?"

Huang Youming turned his head to look at her, his eyes fell on her timid appearance, and he felt a little sorry in his heart.

A lesbian who was abused could not hide the fear and helplessness in her eyes no matter how hard she tried.

There was no food in the infirmary, so he just prescribed a bottle of glucose and handed it to her.

Lin Yiyi sipped the glucose bit by bit, warming it in her mouth before swallowing it. She knew how bad she looked now. She was covered in mud, her hair was messy from the wind, and the burning pain and swelling on her face also reminded her how ugly she was now.

The beauty trap was not feasible, and she did not dare to cry and ramble on to gain sympathy, for fear of disturbing the people outside.

She leaned against the quilt, trying to absorb the warmth inside. Tears were hanging on her eyelashes, about to fall but not falling. "...I'm not a bad person."

The bright light bulb in the room shone on her fair face, making the red fingerprints particularly glaring.

At that moment, Huang Youming's heart, which originally didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs, began to ripple.

The people who sent her here were from the security station, and most of the people they arrested were vagrants without letters of introduction.

As a female comrade who left her hometown and traveled around, she must have encountered some difficulties.

He didn't say anything, just put the kettle filled with hot water beside the bed, opened the door and walked out in her sight.

"The patient has fainted and his condition is not good. He probably won't wake up tonight." Huang Youming told the person guarding outside about his condition and asked him, "Do you want to stand in the corridor all night?"

The guard on duty said unhappily, "What bad luck! I'll go in and sit there to guard."

Huang Youming stood by the door and didn't move. His words were very stern, "You are a gay, she is a lesbian, and you are being hooligans and are even in the hospital?"

"Who's being a hooligan? What if he runs away without being watched?"

"She's unconscious. Where can she run in such a heavy snow? Didn't you see the gate was locked when you came? She's an unconscious patient now. You'd be a hooligan if you went in."

The door of the infirmary is closed and cannot be opened from the outside without a key.

As he was speaking, a whistle was heard outside.

Huang Youming got the secret signal and went straight back to the lounge after speaking. He turned the lights in the room on and off three times in response.

…

The infirmary is on the first floor and the glass windows can be double-opened.

The meaning is self-evident.

When Zhao Sheng was moving the last box of medicinal materials, he noticed a circle of footprints around the truck.

Visibility is high on snowy nights, and you can tell that the footprints are those of a woman without having to compare them specifically.

As he couldn't want to cause any trouble, he calmly put the herbs into the truck box, tied up the waterproof cloth and drove the truck out of Zhaojia Town.

A female thief dared to touch his goods.

Haha, interesting.

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