We went to the Bai family’s hospital again.
After Wei Meng was sent here, he lay in a daze on the hospital bed with no signs of waking up. Bai Zisu had a headache.
"You go ahead, I'll look after her." Qu Lingyuan sat in the family seat with her legs crossed and nonchalantly in the seat.
Bai Zisu stared at her legs, his occupational illness coming back: "Crossing your legs for a long time can cause leg deformities, knee pain, or knee arthritis. It can also compress the nerves in the legs, cause lumbar strain, and cause scoliosis... Uh..."
The air is quiet.
The atmosphere was awkward for a few seconds, and Qu Lingyuan silently lowered her crossed legs.
Are all PhDs like this?
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It was already noon when Wei Meng woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qu Lingyuan sitting at the table near the bed.
There was also a tray of steamed dumplings in front of him.
She held the chopsticks between her two slender white fingers, with a proud expression and slightly parted red lips. She didn't look like she was eating, but more like a smoking socialite.
A chopstick turned around at the fingertips and suddenly stabbed a bun.
Wei Meng shuddered when he saw it.
"Where's Brother Zisu?"
Qu Lingyuan glanced at her calmly, a bun stuffed in her mouth, her face full of satisfaction: "I'm at work."
The tone was extremely vague, to the point where I could barely understand it.
Wei Meng frowned. This woman was so ungraceful that even she ate so vulgarly.
As if she could see through Wei Meng's thoughts, Qu Lingyuan forced a half smile and said casually, "If it's not in front of others, I certainly don't need to care about my image."
Not understanding her indirect criticism, Wei Meng said in disgust, "What are you doing here?"
Qu Lingyuan cleaned up the leftovers on the table and said slowly, "Since Miss Wei doesn't need me, I'll leave first."
Shaking the plastic bag in her hand, she walked out of the ward with cat-like steps, her high-heeled shoes making a "clacking" sound, leaving only the aroma of buns in the room.
Wei Meng's stomach was empty, but she sat up from the bed when she smelled the fragrance, and felt dizzy again.
What a woman! She probably told Brother Zisu that she would stay to take care of her, but she didn't even bring her a meal.
Helplessly lying back on the bed, I finally realized what Qu Lingyuan meant by "Of course I don't have to care about my image unless it's in front of others."
Furious, Wei Meng took out her cell phone and called her little sister who was involved in the underworld. Her voice was like the poisonous spider in the Silken Web Cave.
"Hello? Help me block someone."
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Qu Lingyuan returned home and lay on the bed.
Yi Ling floated over with a sinister look on his face.
"You care less and less about me!"
Qu Lingyuan was confused: "What's wrong with me?"
"Haha, I just want to see when you can remember it if I don't remind you." Yi Ling sat cross-legged in the air, looking at her with contempt.
After racking his brains, Qu Lingyuan clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "Did I not draw any skills?"
"Haha, it's already the second day. I think you don't need any more skills."
Yi Ling squeezed out from the window angrily and ignored her.
Qu Lingyuan leaned against the window and looked for a long time but couldn't find Yi Ling's shadow.
Oh, this is what happened.
Qu Lingyuan lay back on the bed dejectedly and covered her head.
Go to work in the afternoon and go out to buy groceries in the evening.
As she passed through the alley, she was stopped by someone.
Several little girls with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple hair were standing there with baseball bats, looking very arrogant.
Qu Lingyuan sneered, does she really think she is Harley Quinn?
An ugly girl is pretty good.
"Prepare to die!" Several gangster girls surrounded him without saying a word.
The lines are so cliché.
Qu Lingyuan complained silently and reached out to stop them.
"Let me put something down." She carefully placed the bottle of soy sauce on the side of the road and obediently returned to the encirclement.
With long arms and legs, he stands out among the crowd.
The other party began to act.
"Do you know what my dad does?"
At this time, she couldn't help but show off. She stretched out her long arm, grabbed a girl's neck, and took the baseball bat from her hand.
He exerted strength from his waist and legs, and kicked out hard, sending one person flying.
The second kick followed, the movements were smooth and flowing, all hitting the painful spots.
Soon, all the little girls fell to the ground.
"Go check it out. Qu Jingqing, the 80kg champion of the National Sanda Championships." With her delicate chin raised, her hair brushing across her brow, Qu Lingyuan said in a chilling tone, "It's a pity he can't beat me now."
The original girl's fighting skills seemed to be innate. After coming to her, Qu Lingyuan inherited her peerless martial arts that made her invincible from kindergarten to graduation from college.
Although I haven't used it since I started working, I haven't become rusty at it.
Wei Meng had miscalculated this.
A few youngsters dare to dig up your ancestors' graves?
Picking up the soy sauce bottle on the roadside, Qu Lingyuan turned around and prepared to leave. The little girls behind him struggled to their feet, picked up baseball bats and tried to chase after him.
The sound of a police car was heard not far away.
I don’t know which timid but kind-hearted passerby called the police. A police car came roaring over and stopped on the side of the road. When the police came over, they saw several colorful little gangsters.
And a cute girl carrying a bottle of soy sauce.
"What's wrong with you?" The policeman looked to be in his fifties and his face was stern.
A few little girls wanted to complain first: "She hit us!"
The uncle was obviously unconvinced, and there was no surveillance in this place: "Do you have any evidence?"
"This..." They looked at each other in silence.
Just now, Qu Lingyuan beat them to death, hitting their buttocks, lower abdomen and chest. Bruise is inevitable, but the question is, who would have the nerve to expose such places to this uncle?
Although they are not well-educated, they still have to have some dignity.
Qu Lingyuan took this opportunity to reach into her bag, rub some lipstick on her arm.
Although it was fake, it was night time and there were no lights in the alley.
"Uncle police officer, they were the ones who beat me up," Qu Lingyuan said, stretching out her arms to show him aggrieved expression. "I was just out to buy some soy sauce for my mom."
Given the difference in image between the two groups, the uncle chose to believe Qu Lingyuan and asked his colleagues to take the little girls into the police car.
Bai Zisu, who had just finished shopping nearby, passed by and saw Qu Lingyuan watching the police car leave and waving goodbye to the uncle in the car window.
"What's going on?" He also had a bottle of soy sauce in his hand.
Qu Lingyuan was in a very good mood and looked at him with a smile.
"What a coincidence, you're here too?"
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