Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

His face was blue and purple, his body was even more horrible, and there were old injuries. It was obviously not the first time he was beaten.

The other party has four people, tall, short, fat and thin, each with tattoos on their backs. The head is a fat man, should be 1.9 meters tall, standing a lot taller than Luo Changde.

He pressed Luo Changde against the wall, wrapped his towel in his hands, and punched Luo Changde's stomach with a punch: "Do you still appeal?"

Luo Changde didn't have the strength to scream, and he curled his belly into a ball.

The fat man tore off the towel wrapped in his fists, strangled Luo Changde's neck, lifted up with one hand, and slapped him with the other, "I'm asking you something, do you still appeal?"

Luo Changde was slapped, panted again, and rolled his eyes: "No, I won't appeal."

The fat man then loosened the towel and patted his head: "Is this good." He patted his face again and asked, "Where are you on parole?"

He tremblingly replied: "No, no, no."

No matter how tightly controlled the prison is, there are places that it cannot be controlled. There are all kinds of extremely vicious people in it. They are not afraid of death or trouble.

Such as these.

Before this fat man came in, he was a bastard. He had a bit of fame on the road. He was also convicted of murder. He was also sentenced to life, and there was his little brother in this prison.

"Don't pretend to be mentally ill," the fat man squatted, putting on a pair of pants, with a ten-centimeter-long scar on his left face, "if you want to survive."

These people, in addition to torturing him, have another purpose-to prevent him from appealing and preventing him from having any chance to go out.

Luo Changde curled up and asked tremblingly: "Yes, who instigated you?"

The fat man pressed his head, slammed it against the wall, and then laughed, "Guess."

Luo Changde was slammed into Venus.

At the door, the fat man's little brother whistled: "Big brother, here comes the man."

"Behave well, I will always pay attention to you." The fat man threw the towel on Luo Changde's face, "If the prison guard asks how your injury was caused, how to answer it, I taught you last time."

Fell.

Not to say that, the next time I beat him harder.

In the afternoon, Deputy Director Liu of the prison personally rounded the ward.

When passing by Building No. 309, Deputy Director Liu asked, "Is that Luo Changde?"

The guard on duty answered: "Yes."

"Isn't it that I'm insane, I'm crazy all the time?" It's normal to stay in the corner without making any noise.

"His lawyer wants to help him apply for medical parole. It is probably a trick. In all likelihood, he is pretending to be crazy."

Nowadays, medicine is very advanced. As long as the medicine is used, the symptoms of various rare diseases can be revealed. Many criminals with family backgrounds will follow this evil way.

"It's not about pretending to be crazy and selling stupid," Deputy Chief Liu couldn't understand what medicine was sold in the gourd, "then why are you being honest now?"

The guard pondered for a while, and guessed: "The road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high."

Patter.

When the sound of opening the door sounded, the person sitting on the sofa shrank.

He closed the door and hugged her from behind: "What did you do at home today?"

Luo Qinghe stiffened: "I didn't do anything."

Xu Bozhi glanced at the dining table: "Why didn't you move for dinner?" He leaned over, pressing his chin on her shoulder, "The two babysitters don't suit you?"

The two babysitters stood expressionlessly at the door of the kitchen.

Both of them are female and black. They are not only responsible for cooking for Luo Qinghe, but also for watching her.

"No appetite." She got up and sat on the sofa opposite, "Where is Luo Changde?"

He went to turn on the light, and the strong light instantly fell into his pupils, and the white of the fake eye was filled with white light: "It's all arranged."

He sat next to her, pulled her hand over, and kneaded it in his hand: "In order to apply for medical parole, he hired a few very powerful doctors, and wanted to use medicine to make himself a rare disease." He kissed her. When the back of the hand was raised, only one eyeball was moving, and the corners of the mouth muscles twitched, "Don't worry, I won't let him out."

This face is creepy just by looking at it.

Luo Qinghe's face was pale: "I want to go to the hospital."

He stopped playing with her finger movement: "When?"

"tomorrow."

"I go with you."

She took her hand away: "I will go by myself."

The smile from the corner of his mouth disappeared, he held her neck in his hand, rubbed her carotid artery with his fingers, and said again: "I'll be with you."

Luo Qinghe no longer refuted.

This person was the first person to fear him. Since that night, he used chains to lock her limbs on the bed. Her body and her consciousness were not consciously afraid of him.

The walls of the room are full of her pictures, every inch.

Her palms were sweating.

He pulled her collar apart: "Did you apply the medicine?"

There were marks on her neck and collarbone.

She immediately became vigilant, pulled her clothes on, and put her hands on her belly subconsciously.

Xu Bozhi said, "Go get the medicine."

The two black women could understand Chinese, but they didn't say a word. One of them went and took the medicine box, and then stood back to the original position.

Luo Qinghe hid back: "It has been wiped."

He grabbed her: "That's not good."

The next day, Changling Hospital.

Xu Bozhi came with Luo Qinghe and ran into Luo Changfang outside Luo Huaiyu's ward. She had just come out of the ward.

"Qinghe," Luo Changfang is an exquisite smiling tiger, smiling whenever he meets everyone, "Why are you here? Are you getting better?"

Luo Qinghe was wearing high-collared clothes, his face was not good: "I'll see the old man."

"He just fell asleep."

Luo Qinghe glanced at the document in her hand, which was a share transfer agreement.

"Aunt, I have a piece of advice for you."

Luo Changfang listened respectfully.

Luo Qinghe looked at each other coldly and advised: "Just look at the Jiang family, don't worry about the Luo family." After she finished speaking, she looked at Xu Bozhi, "I will go to see my uncle and be back soon."

Who advises whom? It's hard to protect yourself. Luo Changfang sneered and left.

Luo Qinghe went to the dean's office.

The nurse outside the office stopped her: "The dean is resting."

She left it alone and knocked on the door and said, "It's me."

The person inside said: "Come in."

She pushed the door in.

Xiao Yi put down the research report at hand and raised his head: "Why have you lost so much?"

Luo Qinghe didn't say a word of greeting: "There is something I haven't figured out. I want to ask my uncle."

"what's up?"

She walked to the desk, leaning forward slightly, revealing a back neck with several tooth marks on it. She looked at Xiao Yi and stared closely: "Luo San has something special. Is it worth uncle you to steal?"

After Xiao Yi's short surprise: "What else do you know?"

He Xiangxiu called Zhou Xu Fang and Luo San.

Professional runner Z is a monster with special abilities.

Luo Qinghe didn't answer, but instead asked: "It should be I who asked you uncle, what did you hide from me?" Luo San's ‘corpse’ was given to him back then.

Xiao Yi smiled and moved his eyes from her face to her wrist: "Qinghe, this bracelet in your hand is specially worn by prisoners outside the prison." He looked up, and the rimless lens reflected blue light." Its function is to remind you to follow the rules."

The inpatient department of Changling Hospital, the third building, the seventh floor.

A nurse walked out of the room closest to the aisle: "Sir." She reminded the man who had stepped into the ‘Forbidden Zone’, "No outsiders are allowed in this level."

The man turned around.

He wore a mask and couldn't see clearly. His hair was dyed in an unusual cold blue. He was tall, dressed in black and black pants, and his peach eyes were very delicate: "Why can't you enter?"

The guard nurse said: "It is a rule set by our dean. I don't know exactly what the reason is."

He didn't say anything and left.

Ah Wan took a step at night, and as soon as he reached the stairs on the seventh floor, he saw his boss come down.

"Lin's night, go get her away."

Jiang Zhi pointed to the female nurse on the seventh floor.

Ah Wan was a little dazed: "How do I get it?" He scratched his head, did he use a beauty trick?

The beauty in front of her said indifferently: "Use your brain."

The boss looks like this is not good, so let's forget about the beauty. Ah Wan knows that his beauty is not as good as his boss, so he went upstairs, walked to the door, and fell to the ground.

"Help……"

The nurse inside was startled: "Sir!" She ran out, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

In other words, it is also the director’s special assistance. The acting skills still have a drawer. He covered his chest, panted heavily, rolled his eyes, and foamed: "I'm going to die..."

Finally, his head tilted and passed out.

"Mr!"

"Mr!"

The nurse was sweating profusely and ran down to call the doctor.

A distinguished guest came from Changling Hospital, and Xiao Yi, the dean, personally received him and arranged to live on the top floor of the inpatient department.

Jiang Zhi walked to the door of the only ward with the door closed, raised his hand, and held the doorknob.

"Click—"

The people inside opened the door.

A pair of deep eyes with a little bit of blue, three-dimensional features: "Who are you?"

Jiang Zhi took his hand out of his coat and straightened his tie: "Who are you again?"

Su Qinghou wiped her lips with her fingers: "This place belongs to me."

You come to my site and ask who am I?

"Oh." Jiang Zhi was wearing a mask, his eyes were not happy or angry, "I'm sorry, I'm lost."

The other party asked: "Road crazy?"

He replied: "Yeah."

He looked at him: "I will lead you down."

He also looked at him: "Okay."

Two pairs of eyes, each with its own beauty, collided with each other, and they were all sparks.

Then, Su Qinghou led the way, turned around and led Jiang Zhi to a wall.

Oh, this way.

"There used to be an elevator here." Su Qinghou did not change her face, smiled at the corners of her mouth, like a murderous goblin, "It was removed later."

When is he stupid?

Jiang Zhi punctured: "The elevator is over there."

Su Qinghou looked at him with gloomy eyes: "Aren't you Lu Chi?"

Jiang Zhi put his hands in pockets, her broken hair covering her long eyelashes: "It's better than you."

Oh shit.

Su Qinghou held his hands: "No."

Jiang Zhi left.

five minutes later……

Jiang Zhi went down to the first floor, took down the miniature camera on his tie, played with it twice in his hand, and dialed: "Help me find someone."

On the seventh floor, Su Qinghou also dialed the phone, speaking in English: "Help me find someone."