tough
"Let's go to the hospital first and don't bother with a madman." The thin man pulled the person. His face and clothes were covered with nosebleed, and it was still flowing out.
As if he had lost his momentum, he spat at Zhou Qianling...beside him before leaving.
The tinnitus gradually disappeared, and the pain came like a tide. Zhou Qianling leaned against the iron railing to relieve himself and looked up at the overpass awning.
It didn't snow today.
Warmth came from my hands.
Zhou Qianling paused and turned around: Wu Mei came and grabbed his hand and cried.
"You didn't leave."
"Thank you, thank you." Wu Meilai lowered her head, not knowing what to say, and could only keep expressing her inner gratitude.
Zhou Qianling's appearance at this moment was truly miserable. He was always a clean and gentle person...
Wu Meilai caressed her swollen cheek lightly, and said with some concern, "You were so reckless. You shouldn't have been so impulsive. What if they had a knife? What if they refused to give up?"
Zhou Qianling chuckled, "Have you ever heard a saying?"
"The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of the desperate ones."
Wu Meilai's pupils trembled slightly.
After a while, Wu Mei came to change the subject. "I've already called 120." She gently combed the man's messy hair. "They hit you on the head. What if it hurts?"
Under her touch, Zhou Qianling felt his head start to ache.
Wu Meilai thought of something and said, "I called the police too. I'll call the police next time I encounter something like this. I got beaten up for nothing. It hurts so much."
Seeing that the other party did not respond, she gently rubbed Zhou Qianling's temples and coaxed him, "You won't get any benefits from a head-on confrontation."
Zhou Qianling's brain wasn't working properly, but she didn't agree. She tapped her chin with her index finger and thought for a long time before figuring out the key. She said, "But when they see other women, they'll probably feel wary."
In a daze, she saw a video she had watched before. A man was chopping a woman's head with a knife in the street. The woman just knelt and kowtowed and begged for mercy until she died of excessive blood loss. During the process, the man stopped to rest for a while because he was tired of chopping.
Zhou Qianling knew that humans had domesticated wolves into dogs 20,000 years ago, but even today, if you tried to butcher a dog without protection, you'd still be met with resistance and have a piece of flesh bitten off. Similarly, a thirteen-year-old girl wielding a knife could still chop down three grown men.
Feeling increasingly dizzy, Zhou Qianling stood up and carried Wu Mei over, his head groggily resting on her shoulders. "At least, those two will be wary of me."
She was right. Maybe these two little bastards wouldn't dare to sexually harass women again, but God obviously didn't give them a chance to prove themselves.
After a sharp brake sound, Wu Meilai saw a truck full of cargo overturned in the distance, covering the two figures.
Screams and horns honked in vain, and the streets were in chaos.
Two or three minutes later, the ambulance arrived and two people got out. They circled the truck for about half a minute before returning to the truck.
"Did you call 120?"
Wu Meilai nodded, and only then realized that Zhou Qianling had fainted, and urged her to check on her quickly.
The accompanying doctor assessed the patient's condition and gave a non-life-threatening diagnosis before muttering, "I told you, he's already turned to mud and can't be salvaged. What's the point of calling 120?"
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After staying in the hospital for two days, Zhou Qianling was no longer seriously ill except for a mild concussion.
Wu Meilai laughed and joked, "You look like a spoiled child, but you turned out to be so tough."
"Maybe I was born to deserve a beating." Zhou Qianling sighed.
The phone rang, and Wu Mei answered it. She glanced at Zhou Qianling and replied, "Let's play in the city for two more days."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qianling asked, "Are your family urging you to go back?"
"Yeah." Wu Meilai carefully wiped her face, "Don't worry about them."
Zhou Qianling took a mirror and looked at his face. The swelling on his pig-headed face had subsided, but he was still a little fat. It was obvious that he had been beaten.
In order not to worry Zhou Fang, she no longer answers the other party's video calls.
After putting away the mirror, Zhou Qianling made a gesture to Wu Meilai.
After pausing to pack her things, Wu Meilai blinked and climbed onto the hospital bed.
He leaned forward, supporting himself with his hands on the white quilt between his legs.
Zhou Qianling gently rubbed the blood scab on her forehead with his fingers. This was not caused by those two thugs, but by the thug’s father, a thug named Er or Si, let’s just call him Er, who threw a cell phone at her.
At that time, the police were investigating the accident. During a visit, they learned from a bystander that she saw the two people having a conflict with the two of them from under the bridge.
So one of the idiots went to the hospital and said that it was because he delayed the other idiots that they encountered an overturned truck. He demanded compensation and also called the police.
It was impossible to get compensation. Zhou Qianling even immediately said that they needed to pay for his medical expenses. He didn't ask for much, just one thousand per family, a total of two thousand.
There were no surveillance cameras along that stretch of road, so passersby only witnessed a confrontation. Who struck first? Even if we knew, it was a mutual brawl. The two scumbags were truly shattered to pieces, but the extent of their injuries couldn't be determined. Of course, even if they could be determined, Zhou Qianling's injuries were more severe. Therefore, as the injured party, Zhou Qianling naturally had the right to demand compensation.
Seeing Zhou Qianling's nonchalant look, Bie Er got furious and threw a cell phone at him in front of everyone. He was then detained for five days and fined 200 yuan.
"Don't block it next time. If you hit me, I can extort another 200 from him." Zhou Qianling suppressed his laughter and gently picked the tiny blood scab on the edge.
A little itchy.
Wu Meilai endured it and didn't move.
"Actually...he's quite pitiful. An old man has to send off a young man."
Zhou Qianling said indifferently: "It's the father's fault if the dog doesn't teach well. Besides, no matter how pitiful his son is, he was run over by a truck. Why would he come after us?"
Zhou Qianling wanted to strike while the iron was hot and advise her to show less sympathy to unrelated people. But then he thought, his cold-blooded self was the outlier, so he said nothing more, "If the two thousand was for you, I guess you wouldn't want it."
Yes, Wu Mei didn’t ask for the two hundred yuan when she came. Under normal circumstances, it would not be worth mentioning. Even a kind girl would not be considered kind if she didn’t give the two hundred yuan.
However, with the contrast of this vicious woman who was holding on to the two thousand, the scoundrel in the detention center was slightly moved and praised: "Girls like you know how to behave, unlike some women."
"What are you laughing at?" The breath on her forehead felt a little itchy. Wu Meilai stepped back and saw Zhou Qianling laughing for no reason.
"I laugh at these idiots who understand PUA and involution."
A grade? Involution? What does it mean to grade papers?
Wu Meilai looked at her in confusion, obviously not understanding.
This is what it looks like when you haven't experienced the ravages of work. Zhou Qianling didn't expect Wu Mei, who played Candy Crush every day, to have ever experienced this. He rubbed her head and said, "Are you done packing? Let's go."
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