Paranoid captivity: I was madly criticized by Shao Xie

She covered her chest with her hand, moved back and forth several times, and then stared at Cheng Xiaoyun hanging outside the window, "Grass! Do you think you are Spider-Man?

If she didn't have a good heart, she might have gone down to see her father who died not long ago.

Cheng Xiaoyun smiled brightly at her from outside, then removed the screen window in twos and twos, and then jumped in neatly.

Fang Shengnan still had lingering fears, knowing that she lived on the eleventh floor, not the first floor.

"Why didn't you fall to your death after climbing so high?" She scolded while looking at the thing wrapped in red cloth on his back.

What kind of weird thing is it today?

"Hehehe, it's only ten floors, not high enough to kill me."

Cheng Xiaoyun smiled meanly, and took off the red cloth bag behind him, "I brought you a peerless good thing today."

Hearing his tone and expression, Fang Shengnan knew that what he brought was definitely not something normal.

Sitting on the bed, she watched coldly as he unfolded the red cloth layer by layer.

When she saw the true face of Lushan inside, she cursed on the spot, "Fuck, are you sick?"

"Oh no, you were already sick, but now you are completely terminally ill and hopeless."

"Huh? Do you know what this is?" Cheng Xiaoyun was very surprised, and was a little bit unwilling to be surprised.

Fang Shengnan was speechless, "I have read at least dozens of Nima Tomb Raider novels, do you think I don't know Luoyang Shovel?"

As she said, she picked up the Luoyang shovel and looked at it, "I also made a high-end product, the latest retractable model, it's not cheap at first glance."

"Why, did you give me this, and save it for me to dig your grave?"

"No." Cheng Xiaoyun smiled flatteringly, "I see that you seem to be very interested in my ancestral grave."

"I'm going to wait for you to get well, and take you to dig my ancestral grave."

"Uh..." Fang Shengnan suddenly felt that the Luoyang shovel in her hand was very hot, and she couldn't even hold it.

Cheng Xiaoyun was still beeping, "I originally wanted to give you a hoe, but someone in Hanghang said that Luoyang shovels are used for digging graves with hoes."

"So I went to get a Luoyang shovel, and then Hang Hang said that it should be wrapped in a red cloth, which can ward off evil spirits and prevent being entangled by filthy things."

"I don't quite believe what he said, but I found a red cloth to wrap it up."

"Tell me, girl, am I very considerate, I have thought of all possible and impossible things."

"I think you are fucking poisonous." Fang Shengnan threw the Luoyang shovel back onto the red cloth.

"It's your business if you want to go crazy, can you stop talking about me?"

"Please use your remaining brain to think about it a little bit. How can I, a normal person, be as insane as you and dig other people's graves when I have nothing to do?"

"I'm really a fucking dog. What a crime did your family do to give birth to such a wonderful creature like you."

"I guess your ancestors will be filial to you for the second time in the underground."

Fang Shengnan didn't even have the energy to scold Cheng Xiaoyun.

The brain structure of this guy is different from that of ordinary people.

No matter whether you persuade him or scold him, you can't change his strange mind.

"No, I see that you are very interested in scolding my ancestors. I thought you would be more excited about digging their graves. Why, don't you like it?"

"Uh..." Fang Shengnan leaned back, collapsed and lay back on the bed, rubbing his forehead vigorously.

"Brother, I have scolded your relatives at least dozens of times a day during the recent period."

"But it doesn't mean that I really have any opinion on them. I really want to scold them, do you understand?"

"If I meet you and them in other places, I will call you elder very politely, and it will never violate etiquette."

"You...can you understand what I want to express?"

Cheng Xiaoyun blinked a few times, "I probably understand, it's just that you can do a good job of superficial skills."

"Then, in a place where they can't see, scold them bloody, and dig their ancestral graves when you're happy, right?"

"Uh..." Digging ancestral graves is difficult, right?

"Actually, you don't have to wrong yourself like this. With me here, you can say that you want to dig their ancestral graves in front of them."

"I promise they won't touch a finger of yours, they can only watch you dig happily."

"Get out, get out of here!"

Fang Shengnan picked up the Luoyang shovel and threw it at Cheng Xiaoyun, "Damn it, I don't want to dig your ancestral grave now, I want to bury you!"

She didn't want to talk nonsense to him any more. Although she didn't understand Dui Niu playing the piano, at least she could keep quiet and not hurt others.

Cheng Xiaoyun is different, he is like a donkey, kicking people with his prong all the time.

"Give me a funeral? It's not impossible, but Luoyang Shovel is not suitable. Let me think about what is suitable for funerals."

Cheng Xiaoyun dodged her attack with ease, and still had time to think.

Within a few seconds, he swayed away from Fang Shengnan's slap and snapped his fingers at the same time, "Yes, shall I give you a suona tomorrow?"

God damn suona!

Fang Shengnan couldn't even get angry.

Luoyang shovel swung vigorously, every time it hit him on the head.

There is no cure for this guy, so she will take a half-death shot of him first to see if he can clear his mind and have a little epiphany.

Cheng Xiaoyun thought about tomorrow's gift, and began to comment on Fang Shengnan's movements, "Little girl, your movements are not organized, and you are neither ruthless nor steady, so you won't be able to photograph me."

Fang Shengnan's teeth itch with hatred, and he swung the Luoyang shovel even more joyfully.

Outside the ward, Lu Qingxian and Xie Jingheng looked at each other, sighed at the same time, and said in unison: "Why don't you go back?"

Lu Qingxian looked apologetically at the two doctors beside him who looked strange but were still listening to Fang Shengnan's ward, "I have to trouble the two generals to help me push the bed back."

"No trouble, no trouble." The two doctors hurriedly replied, their hands were already on the side of Xie Jingheng's bed, and they pushed towards the direction they came from.

Xie Jingheng lay expressionless on the bed. He has lived for 28 years, and today may be his most embarrassing experience.

He wanted to see the scene, but not in this way of pushing with the bed.

In particular, he resisted using this method to come over, but he still couldn't see the live broadcast.

This gave him a terrible feeling of stealing money for nothing.

Lu Qingxian saw the depression hidden under his calm expression, so he suppressed his smile with restraint.

Then he coaxed him softly like a child, "After today, Nannan will know that locking the door is useless, and it won't be locked tomorrow."

"Let's come back tomorrow and we'll definitely see the scene."

"Don't watch it, I'm not interested anymore." Such a shameful experience, once is enough, he doesn't want to have a second time.

"Then I'll give it to you tomorrow..." Before you could say the words, you heard a loud bang behind you.