The host of quick time travel, she is hanging up

Chapter 291

"Hey, Dahua, why are you here?"

Miao Lan struggled to open a slit in the window, and the cat would definitely be able to pass through if people couldn't get through, but Sui Pian ignored her, just nestled in the tree by the window, refusing to enter the ward.

This city is built against the mountains, and the hospital is no exception. It runs side by side with the mountains. Sui Pian is lying on a tree branch protruding from the mountain behind, more than one meter away from the window here.

But if she wants to jump, she can still jump, at least she can jump to the window sill here, but it is so quiet, An Ansheng is lying on the tree branch outside the window!

Knowing the rules of the hospital, Miao Xiaoying asked Miao Lan to close the window quickly so that no cats would come in, and hurriedly said, "Call Xiaoling quickly, how did Dahua come here?"

Sui Pian didn't care about the frenzy and the nurses and patients who took turns to watch the excitement, just lay on the branch of the tree with eyes closed and dozed off, without making a sound, making people almost think it was a fake cat .

There were more and more people watching, and the nurses were about to come to evacuate the crowd, when they suddenly heard a loud howl from outside the ward: "Murder pays for life! Catch the murderer!"

It's really hard for a man's voice to be so sharp and penetrating!

This sound was much more attractive than the motionless cat outside the window, not to mention that the cat had seen the same thing, so they flocked to the door one after another.

Miao Xiaoying had just finished the operation and couldn't go to the field. Miao Lan had to take care of Miao Xiaoying and didn't go out to watch the excitement, but the excitement was in front of her eyes.

Those two people were arguing and arguing all the way to their ward!
The loud ones are all men, the loud ones are younger, they look about forty or fifty, tall and strong, with a thick face, and a high-pitched face, half of the ward has heard of the earthquake in the whole ward, but he Just making noise, just shouting, but not getting close to the other party or doing anything, which fully demonstrated his rich social experience and anti-fraud instinct.

And the one who is entangled with him is indeed a tofu dregs who looks like a risk of blackmail at first sight. He is wearing a hospital gown and looks about 70 or [-] years old. Half of his head is white, his skin is dirty black, and his waist has shrunk. His back was arched, his eyes were cloudy and dull, his expression was numb, and he was also yelling, but unfortunately, under the suppression of his opponent's volume, no one could hear him clearly, and no one could understand what he was saying.

The most striking thing is that the knuckles of the two hands he is waving have swellings. The four fingers are connected into a trapezoid, which is so compressed that the four fingers are stretched out like chicken claws. This is not even normal. The posture and bending range that a person can maintain seems like a congenital deformity.

"This is a hospital! It's not a place for you to quarrel!" They quarreled unreasonably, and the medical staff came out to maintain order, and even called the security guards to come up.

The resident doctor in charge of the ward was young and vigorous, staring at the tall and strong man who seemed to be provoking trouble with anger on his face: "You are a family member of the second bed? The patient is now undergoing surgery in the operating room!"

The implication is that you still have time to fight here?Do you think your wife died not fast enough?

However, the tall and strong man's rich social experience knows that medical staff are bound by rules and regulations, and he dare not treat him clearly, let alone the doctor in charge of the bed. Go and sue him for murder, and he still has the face to ask for money? What kind of money? You won’t even give you the funeral expenses after you die!”

The shriveled tofu dregs yelled even more angrily, and could barely hear the pronunciation of "filial piety" and not "filial piety" in the words he was shouting.

But the man guessed what he said, opened his mouth and spit directly onto the shriveled old man's face!
The onlookers were stunned!

But before he could speak righteously, the man's voice buzzed like a radio: "Why does my wife need a craniotomy? Because she has three needles in her brain! Three needles that have been in place for 40 years! Who stuck the three needles in? It was this shameless old man!"

The crowd was in an uproar!
Three needles stuck in the brain for 40 years? !
What kind of cruel punishment is this?
And who is so frenzied to be able to get this ruthless hand!

"Say, should I call the police, or settle accounts with this old man?!"

The man actually knows how to stir up the emotions of the masses!Looking around, even the doctors and nurses who were watching were almost taken away by him and shouted hello!

But when I thought that this was a person whose wife couldn't even find a pre-operative signature for a craniotomy, I immediately didn't think how high this person's character and credibility were!
Seeing that the man who was pushed down like a bean curd slag was not guilty, did not give in, and was not stage fright, he said a lot of words, probably with the blessing of anger, he spoke with a heavy accent and vague words I can understand a few words!
"She was born by me, what happened if I stabbed her twice..."

This kind of shameless words can be said, even a man with rich social experience is speechless!

"Did you give birth to her? You inserted a few needles into her body and sold her for 100 yuan after she was born. She was not even one month old at that time! Her parents who raised her later didn't even know that she still had three needles in her brain. She will die at any time! How many days have you raised her? Do you have the nerve to say that you gave birth to her? Are you pregnant or giving birth to a baby? It’s really hard to squeeze her in with chicken shit and dog urine, isn’t it? "

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't pay the operation fee for this operation, I will sue you for attempted murder! Go to jail and live your dream!"

It's true that the old man is shameless, but men are not fuel-efficient lamps. This is to blackmail a fortune!

Such a pair of Weng and son-in-law are simply a match made in heaven, and the wicked will be tortured by the wicked!
Miao Lan was very unhappy watching the excitement, they were arguing like this, how would Miao Xiaoying rest?

Just about to ask the doctor to call the police, but Miao Xiaoying stopped her, smiling as if she was watching a play: "Don't go."

Miao Lan knew that Miao Xiaoying was not a person who liked to gossip about people: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Miao Xiaoying sneered: "I found a dead man with a fake corpse."

Miao Lan turned her head subconsciously. After turning around for a long time without finding the target, she realized that her mother had always been good-hearted, and the dead people were very strong references, and she had never met those dead people, so she didn't know them.

"Who?"

"Why did you lose your head? Who else could it be?" Miao Xiaoying tapped her forehead and said with an annoyed smile.

The scene in front of her is lively but not very lively. Miao Xiaoying is not a person who likes to gloat. The only one who can make her "see you unhappy, I am happy" is only one family. Miao Lan suddenly realizes who she is talking about.

Looking at his age, it is impossible for a tall and strong man, so is that tofu dregs?
but……

"Mom, you just married a cripple?" Miao Xiaoying's eyes widened when she saw his chicken claw-like hands, and the little pity that was still fluttering suddenly disappeared, "Then you have a big heart." ah!"

(End of this chapter)