Three smiles

As soon as Wei Cong came out of the emergency room supported by assistants and nurses, he saw a large group of people rushing towards him. There were doctors and security guards, who seemed to be carrying a person in the middle. Sweeping through the crowd, he was suddenly taken aback, and suddenly pushed the nurse away and chased after him.

"Hey... Mr. Wei..." the assistant yelled anxiously, "You can't move around...you..."

Wei Cong turned a deaf ear, rushed into the crowd, saw Wang Sanxiao was in a panic, his white suit was covered with bloodstains, and his brain exploded with a bang: "What's going on?"

"..." Wang Sanxiao saw Wei Cong with a neck brace and a silly face outside the crowd, and said depressedly, "Why are you wandering around when you're not lying in the ward?"

"Who dares to hit you?" Wei Cong said harshly, "Who?"

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Wang San smiled and erupted instantly: "I don't know the fuck!"

"Sir, please control your emotions," the nurse said eagerly, "I'm not sure if you have a concussion, please don't be so excited..."

Wang San laughed and roared: "I'm not fucking excited at all! I'm very calm now!"

"Sir, you need to be more calm..." The doctors in the emergency department swarmed up and pressed Wang Sanxiao on the treatment bed in an orderly manner. Some checked the arms and some checked the legs.

Wei Cong took the white suit he took off, glanced at the bloodstains on it, and his face sank: "Did you hurt the artery? Why is there so much blood?"

The security guard stood beside him with his hands down, and said softly, "It's all the other party's blood. This gentleman came from behind and beat him badly."

Wei Cong heaved a sigh of relief, frowned and looked at the security guard: "What's going on?"

"Medical accident, I found a group of professional doctors to make a fuss, chased and beat the doctors and nurses downstairs, and beat everyone away. I was so busy that I turned around, hey, your friend is enjoying watching in the crowd, The security guard glanced at the white suit in his hand, and couldn't help complaining, "Your friend is really... not a doctor, why are you wearing a white coat..."

Wei Cong understood in an instant, and cast his eyes on Wang Sanxiao, who was yelling and howling under the doctor's hands, he couldn't help gloating: What kind of character are you? You can still encounter medical troubles in the hospital once in half a year. Wearing a suit that looks like a white coat... If you don't beat me, who will I beat?

However, is Wang Sanxiao someone who can be beaten by anyone?

He turned his head slightly, and said softly to his assistant, "Go and find out what the group of professional doctors are doing."

Seeing a trace of bottomless viciousness slipping through his eyes, the little assistant couldn't help hesitating: "Mr. Wei, you..."

Wei Cong calmly gathered the suits under his hands, and said slowly: "Now that the medical troublemakers have been sentenced to prison, they dare to be so lawless. I don't know if they don't know the law or they are lawless. I can't see anyone in a place like a hospital that helps the world and saves people. trouble."

"Yes," the assistant nodded and left.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the unlucky Wang Sanxiao laughed at Wei Cong, he was beaten with a dislocated left shoulder, a strained tendon in his right leg, and a slight concussion. A Band-Aid was put on the bridge of his nose, and he was laid down in the ward next door.

Standing at his door, Wei Cong looked at the unhappy face on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but cheer up: "The doctor said that there is nothing wrong with it. Your physical fitness is good, and you can recover after a month or two."

Wang San laughed when he heard his smiling voice, and cast a gloomy glance: "What are you doing here?"

"Because of the friendship between you and me, come to visit us once or twice."

"Who is sick with you?" Wang San snorted with a smile, "I only suffered minor injuries to my arms and legs, unlike Mr. Wei, whose neck was broken, and I can walk around and drop by in a circle of shame. , Mr. Wang can't be as eminently disabled as Mr. Wei."

Today, he can be regarded as being overwhelmed by the diaphragm, his self-disgust has reached its peak, and he wonders what the hell is wrong with him. He didn't participate in the auction with paper fanatics and gold drunk, and came here to find a beating. I'm dead, and I can't go anywhere!

What's more, how should he tell Kang Tianzhen the experience of "being beaten up while watching the fun"?It's too high-profile, and there is no point to brag about at all. Could it be that you fight medical troublemakers bravely and rescue medical staff wisely?I feel so fake that I can't believe it.

Damn Wei Cong!

Wei Cong was also a little bit sorry, so he wanted to come and chat with him more, to pass the boring time of convalescence, but looking at this guy, it seemed that his wound hurt when he saw himself. Although he was happy to add a little embarrassment to Wang Sanxiao, But he didn't want to really get angry with him, so he stood at the door and gossiped for a while, and after receiving countless bad words from Wang Sanxiao, he left contentedly.

Wang Baxian arrived after lunch, and as soon as he entered the hospital gate, he cried loudly: "My poor son... my poor son who is as beautiful as a flower...my poor son was killed before he married a wife." The son who has been beaten like a flower like a jade..."

The doctors on duty suddenly raised their hearts in their throats: Look at this momentum, it's another medical trouble!

However, Wang Baxian just cried and went straight to the ward with mourning all the way.

Wang Sanxiao was furiously trying to beat Kang Tianzhen with his crutches in the ward, chasing and yelling: "180 million! 180 million! A Nanhong pendant, you fucking got me 180 million! If you can't beat you to death today, I'll fuck you!" Not Wang!"

Kang Tianzhen was skating like a loach, shouting while running: "You only let me shoot, but didn't tell me the upper limit, who knew you were so stingy, this is Nanhong, what's wrong with 180 million!"

"What's the matter? You still have the face to ask me what's wrong. The employer's psychological price is 20, and the remaining 160 million you fucking fill in for me!"

"The auction site is changing rapidly, can you blame me?" Kang Tianzhen ran out of the ward in a hurry, seeing a person coming in front of him, he didn't step on the brake, and hit Wang Baxian hard in the stomach, causing the old man to stagger , raised his head, and shouted in surprise: "Grandpa Eight, are you here?"

"Oh, it's so innocent," Wang Baxian rubbed Kang's innocent face with both hands, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's still so sweet and soft, Grandpa Ba misses him very much."

"Don't, don't, don't miss me," Kang Tianzhen struggled out, rubbing his cheeks, "You should miss me and smile, he was beaten into a fool for watching the excitement."

Wang Baxian waved his hand: "I heard his voice is still very clear, he doesn't look very stupid."

"It's someone who came here all the way, and behaved a little stupidly," Wang Sanxiao's voice floated out of the ward with a smile on his face.

When Wang Baxian got the news, he rushed over from Shanxi. He rushed all the way, but he was not in a hurry when he arrived at the door. He straightened his collar, put his hands behind his back, walked in the door, and said slowly: "This king has a look at the little beast. Beaten into... Fuck, is this fucking serious???"

His complexion changed, his plump body shot towards the hospital bed like a cannonball, he held Wang Sanxiao's face in his hands, and the situation in his mind was changing. The moment he saw his son's injury, he realized that no amount of strategy was enough. Now he only had one thought—fuck it, I want to make those professional doctors bleed one by one!

"Old man, your expression is too forceful." Wang San smiled and leaned on the head of the bed, jokingly said, "Although there is boundless sadness overflowing, but your performance is a bit too exaggerated, the performance must be tense."

"Fart your mother! This king is now at the level of a film king with a proper expression," Wang Baxian scolded angrily, and leaned over to present his big face as bright as a full moon to his son, looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, "Come on, see me like this!" Are there any tears in your eyes that have yet to fall? Containing them is called Tiehan’s tenderness, and when my tear falls, it will be like a mountain of father’s love that cannot be compared with mountains and tsunamis!”

Kang Tianzhen was stunned when he heard it beside him: "Grandpa Eight, you vomited from laughing..."

"Little heartless!" Wang Baxian slapped his son lightly on the head, "Do you know what it means to be pitiful to the world's parents? Dad saw that you were beaten like dried plums, you have a little heart, you are better than yourself It still hurts to be stabbed!"

This is true. When Wang Sanxiao was first adopted, he was still a brat who didn’t know much about it. He was raised by Wang Baxian who was both a father and a mother. It took more effort than raising ten children in other families.Fortunately, Wang Sanxiao is very precocious, and after he became sensible, he stopped being a bear. In the past ten years, he has been so good that Wang Baxian has nowhere to rest with his father's love.

As soon as he was injured now, Wang Baxian suddenly discovered: So his son is still the fragile little baby back then!As a result, the soul of a loving father was blazing, and he stood by the hospital bed every day and night, serving tea and water, wishing to help him hold his penis even to urinate, which made Wang Sanxiao deeply suspect that the old man had been demoted up.

The most unforgiving thing is that Wang Baxian fell in love with cooking, and made a variety of health-preserving soups every day, such as ganoderma lucidum and scorpion soup, snow clam and green snake soup, snow clam stewed deer penis... Wang Sanxiao made up for his life and was dying.

Compared to those monster soups in the ward, he would rather go to the next door to make things difficult for Wei Cong.

It stands to reason that Wei Cong's injury doesn't need to lie in the hospital to recuperate. He suffered a dislocation of his neck bone caused by a rear-end collision, and his limbs are very sound, but he still lies in bed all day long as if it is very serious.

Wang Sanxiao has been exhausted by his fat father for the past few days. When the old man didn't know what to do, he walked into Wei Cong's ward with a cane. Without saying a word, he sat on the sofa and started playing with his mobile phone, as if he was just here Like wifi.

Wei Cong was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the little assistant's report on the company's affairs, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. He opened his eyes and saw the little assistant standing beside him at a loss, looking at Wang Sanxiao with a natural expression. what to say.

He waved his hand: "Go and ask the doctor how my neck is recovering."

"Hey... okay," the little assistant nodded quickly, and ran away in small steps. When the door was closing, he turned his head to look at Wang Sanxiao, and muttered in his heart: Why does this wife-beating scumbag seem to have a good relationship with the boss?