The car finally came to a stop.
She was dragged off the bus by the one-armed man.
Because she couldn't see the road, she walked very carefully, afraid of tripping.
The one-armed man, however, had no patience and shoved her hard.
"What are you dawdling for! Hurry up!"
His idea was to get back before Xiao Ni found out.
Song Mai was pushed so hard she almost fell, but managed to steady herself by grabbing onto the arm of someone next to her.
"I can't see, of course I dare not walk. And you're unwilling to help me take off the blindfold. I really don't understand. Haven't we already walked quite far? Why are you still wearing the blindfold? We don't need to worry about me remembering the way. Besides, if you tie me up like this, it's hard for the doctor not to be suspicious. A group of burly men bringing a girl to see a doctor in the middle of the night, what do you think the doctor will think?"
The one-armed man looked around and saw that there were no houses or other people in sight. Only then did he untie the rope from Song Mai's hands.
"Behave yourself, don't even think about running away. You have no chance of escaping!"
Song Mai glared at him: "I know, can we stop dawdling? I'm going to be in so much pain if we keep dawdling."
As she spoke, she quietly glanced at her surroundings.
They did indeed choose an extremely remote location. The clinic was old and dilapidated, and the sign at the entrance had long since faded from the elements, making it completely unrecognizable. Only the dim yellow light in front of the door allowed one to vaguely make out the words "clinic" and thus identify what the place was for.
"They're still open so late," Song Mai thought to herself, feeling annoyed.
The clinic is surrounded by a large square, which looks quite old and has an overall style reminiscent of the last century.
In the dead of night, the north wind howled, creating an eerie atmosphere. Even the fierce-looking men beside me seemed much gentler than before.
It's really impressive that they were able to find a clinic like this.
Song Mai found it hard not to suspect that this was one of those shady clinics.
"What are you standing there for! Aren't you going in?"
The one-armed man glared at her, forcing her to keep moving forward.
"Squeak—"
Because it was winter, the clinic door was closed, and with the strong wind outside, Song Mai had to use a lot of strength to push the door open.
Contrary to her expectations, the clinic was quite normal in its layout, only a bit small, and its entirety could be seen at a glance. The air conditioning was on full blast, and the only doctor in the clinic was lying in a rocking chair watching TV.
Upon seeing someone enter, he quickly stood up to greet them.
Is there anything that's bothering you?
However, when the doctor saw the several burly men who entered behind Song Mai, the smile on his face visibly froze for a moment.
"Um, may I ask who is here for treatment?"
"It's me."
Song Mai pulled up a chair and sat down.
At this time, it's natural to suspect that these men, who clearly aren't good people, are with a girl who looks very weak.
However, the men didn't say anything; they seemed to just want to see a doctor, so the doctor simply sat down to examine them.
But the occasional glances he gave away betrayed his unease.
Song Mai sat with her back to them, blinking desperately at the doctor, pleading for his help.
Unfortunately, the doctor seemed not to notice anything amiss and simply prescribed medication based on her described symptoms.
The consultation was quick, but in that short time, Song Mai broke out in a sweat, and her heart felt like it was on fire, anxious and helpless.
The doctor turned around, packed the medicine in a bag, and handed it to Song Mai. The one-armed man immediately took out several hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and threw them to the doctor.
The doctor beamed with delight and quickly said it was too much and needed to get change.
But the one-armed man stopped him.
"No need, the rest is your reward for your hard work."
Seeing that Song Mai was sitting still, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
"You've finished your treatment, aren't you leaving yet?"
The doctor was already making a move to lie back down on the recliner.
Song Mai finally got this opportunity, how could she be willing to go back like this?
She glanced up and saw the small bed by the wall and the simple curtain hanging on the wall. Her heart skipped a beat, and she said shyly, "I have a little problem, and I may have to trouble you to take a look at me, doctor."
The one-armed man's face darkened, making him appear even more ferocious.
"What's the problem now? Don't try anything funny!"
The doctor had received a considerable sum of money and was about to agree when he heard Song Mai's words, but seeing the fierce expressions on the faces of the men beside her, he was so frightened that he dared not speak again.
Song Mai glared at him:
"Of course I want to get all the medical problems treated this time, otherwise do you think I'll have another chance to come out again?"
The one-armed man immediately fell silent and stopped talking.
Song Mai blushed and looked at the doctor with a very embarrassed expression, saying:
"I stayed at a hotel a few days ago, and it didn't seem very clean. I've been feeling uncomfortable in some private areas lately. Could you please take a look for me?"
The doctor nodded and immediately asked Song Mai to sit down on the small bed against the wall, and then reached out to pull the curtain closed.
The one-armed man strode forward and ripped the curtain off.
"If you're going to see a doctor, just go see a doctor. Why are you drawing the curtains? Don't think I don't know what you're up to!"
Song Mai's hand was still on the buttons on her chest, her face flushed red.
She stood up abruptly.
"What do you think I'm up to? The doctor is here too. Tell me, we're all friends. I appreciate your concern and for bringing me to the hospital. How can you be so impatient? You won't let me draw the curtain. Do you expect me to take off my clothes in front of so many men?!"
Her words were a trap, forcing the one-armed man to remain silent about her true intentions and their relationship.
Her statement that they were all friends was simply a reminder to the one-armed man that they were outside, and there was a doctor present. She worried that he might not be able to bear the consequences if their actions were exposed.
She had already said all that, so even if the one-armed man didn't believe her, there was nothing he could do.
Anyway, she can't escape, so as long as we can bring her back, it won't be a big problem.
The one-armed man took two steps back, and the doctor cautiously pulled the curtain closed.
This time, Song Mai did not unbutton her shirt, but instead silently mouthed a plea for help to the doctor.
The doctor already felt that their relationship was a bit strange. Although Song Mai came with them, it was more like he was forcibly controlled by him. What she said and did, and every move she made were restricted.
The doctors were almost certain that Song Mai was in critical condition.
But then she said that she was friends with them, and the one-armed man didn't object, which made the doctor a little confused, wondering if he had made a mistake.
But the way Song Mai looked at him for help at that moment made the doctor completely certain that those men were criminals.
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