The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

The next morning, Min Shu went to the hospital that Jiang Qing's brother mentioned.

This place was indeed occupied by a group of people. There were people patrolling the door and windows, but they were all half-baked. Min Shu easily found the ventilation hole and sneaked in.

The journey from the ventilation duct to the pharmacy was smooth.

But something went wrong inside the pharmacy.

There are quite a few people here, including three skilled people and two talented people.

Why did Min Shu know this? Because these five people were fighting.

They were three against two, with only one talented person on each side. Although one side had an extra skilled person, the skills of that skilled person were more focused on life, and the talented person was not as talented as the other one. Moreover, both sides seemed to be very familiar with each other's moves, so the fight was basically of equal level.

It would be fine if they were just fighting.

The key point is that the place where these people fought was right below Minshu's ventilation vent.

As she was thinking about what to do, she heard the following conversation:

"You agreed to let the director go!"

"They bumped into us on their own. The new director's men were right beside us at the time. Shouldn't we take action? If we don't take action, we will end up like him!"

"You traitors!"

"I am a traitor, aren't you? Didn't you blind Jiang Ming's eyes with a knife?"

"That was my mistake!"

"Oh, it couldn't be that the shot at the director was a mistake, right? If Jiang Qing hadn't blocked it, the director would have died on the spot."

"I said it was a mistake!"

The two sides fought fiercely again.

Min Shu seemed to be thinking about something.

It turned out that these people were also in Jiang Qing's team, but they looked very young and did not look like Demon Suppressors. They were probably, like Jiang Qing and the others, later joining the team to escape from Area 15.

Min Shu was a little curious about how the former director selected these teammates to escape together, and whether he regretted choosing them.

This time, probably because he was really ruthless, the fight ended soon.

Two against three, the former wins.

The three men were tied up and thrown aside.

Although the two won the fight, they were not very happy. One of them said, "It's good for you to be here. The director is coming today. He has a bad temper. None of you will restrain yourself. If he finds out that you are not really obedient to him, you know what will happen to you."

"Even if I die, what does it have to do with you?"

"Stop being hypocritical, traitor."

"Pooh!"

The three people who were tied up looked very ungrateful.

The two men didn't say anything, but just blocked their mouths with something and left.

Min Shu made sure that the person had gone far away before he opened the ventilation panel and jumped down.

The three men were tied up next to the ventilation panel. When they saw Min Shu, their expressions changed. One of them was very excited and stretched his neck wildly, whimpering, as if he wanted to say something.

Min Shu is not the kind of person who would pull off the rag just because someone wants to talk.

She found the medicine she needed in the medicine cabinet where anti-inflammatory drugs were kept, and then looked for some medicines that she might need on a daily basis in other medicine cabinets. She put them in her bag and prepared to leave.

The man who had stiffened his neck and whimpered several times spat out the rag in his mouth at the critical moment and asked excitedly: “Are you the Min Shu who refused to be a messenger of God?”

Whenever Min Shu meets someone these days, he might hear this sentence, and he is no longer surprised by it.

She climbed into the ventilation duct without looking back. Just as she was about to put the lid back on, she heard the man say, "You must be here because of Jiang Qing and the others, right? They are the only ones who know about this place. I know you don't believe me. Listen to me. When you go back, tell Jiang Qing right away that the director cannot be trusted. He has already--"

The man's voice suddenly stopped.

Min Shu knew it without looking because he heard footsteps in the corridor.

The man winked at her hard, hoping that she would run away. Min Shu lived up to his expectations and ran away without looking back.

We returned to the bungalow smoothly.

Jiang Qing has fallen into a coma.

Min Shu and Jiang Ming gave him medicine and used physical means to reduce his temperature, and then they could only leave it to fate.

"Thank you."

Jiang Ming's voice of thanks was very sincere, and his tone was no longer awkward as before.

Min Shu: "Repay the karma of the house."

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, and probably understood that Min Shu meant human relations by cause and effect. He shook his head: "The house is nothing compared to your adventure today. I told you, as long as you help my brother find medicine, I will work like a cow or a horse for you, whether he is alive or dead. I keep my word."

Min Shu hesitated for a while, but couldn't help asking: "Do you think I'm making a profit by working like a slave for me?"

Jiang Ming's only remaining eye was filled with confusion.

Min Shu suddenly felt that he was bullying a child.

She shook her head: "Forget it."

Jiang Ming realized it later, and a hint of anger appeared on his face: "What do you mean? Are you trying to say that I am not qualified to be your slave?"

Before Min Shu could say anything, they heard a cough. They both turned their heads at the same time and saw that Jiang Qing had woken up.

His lips turned pale, but his complexion looked better than before. "I am grateful for your kindness. If you need us brothers in the future, we will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."

Min Shu did not respond to this, but simply and truthfully recounted what he had heard in the pharmacy today and what the wind-type gifted person said.

Jiang Qing's face, which had just improved, gradually turned gray: "Are you sure, sure he was talking about the director... not the new director?"

Minshu: “Sure.”

Jiang Qing propped herself up and suddenly sat up: "Let's leave here. We can't stay here any longer."