Quick wear: passers-by are the real boss

"Lin Lou, you're here." Yuan Shi looked up at him with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Yeah." Lin Lou responded to him subconsciously, but his eyes were fixed on Yuan Shi's neck. He raised his hand to touch it, but hurriedly stopped, and asked hesitantly, "Does it hurt?"

"It only hurts a little." Yuan Shi said as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and added: "It doesn't hurt to go to the hospital."

As long as Xiao Wu of the system is not around, there is nothing that can persuade Dong Yuanshi to go to the hospital obediently.

Shang Yusen, who was following Lin Lou, stared at Yuanshi's neck with grinning teeth. Although he had already seen it, he didn't look at it for a while, and then suddenly came into view again. It was a double visual impact.

The swollen neck that was wider than the face was propped on Yuan Shi's thin shoulders, with a precarious appearance, and there were purple and red bruises all over it, which was really unbearable to look at.

Seeing Lin Lou who was trembling all over but not aware of it, and the expression on his face that he wished to apologise, Shang Yusen hurriedly helped Yuan Shi continue to add.

"No matter what Liao Ming and I tried to persuade, Yuanshi refused to go to the hospital. Brother Xiaoxi just called to ask me about my situation, so I told Brother Xiaoxi. He said he knew a surgeon who had already left work. Come over and help Yuanshi take a look."

Lin Lou spoke almost out of breath, as if he was dealing with a priceless and fragile item: "How long will it take for the doctor to arrive?"

Shang Yusen replied quickly: "Hurry up, I just called to ask, and it will be here in a few minutes."

Lin Lou didn't dare to touch Yuan Shi, so he followed Yuan Shi tremblingly, watching him carefully. When he sat on the sofa with Yuan Shi, he couldn't help noticing Liao Ming on the other side from the corner of his eye.

Unlike Lin Lou who was frightened by Yuan Shi's injury, Liao Ming who brought Yuan Shi back sat motionless.

The thick gold-rimmed glasses blocked the prying eyes of the outside world. Lin Lou couldn't understand the emotions hidden under Liao Ming's calm expression. He just involuntarily floated a guess: Did Liao Ming enter last night like himself? in the dream.Walking through the gloomy corridor with no end in sight, touching the cold iron door, and hearing the shrill cries leaking from the small black room.

Don't let Lin Lou think too much, the surgeon came very quickly. He is of medium build, slightly fat, about 40 years old, and wears thick black-rimmed glasses.

"My surname is Wang. Who was injured?" Dr. Wang put down the medicine box on his shoulder.

Shang Yusen hurriedly found out Yuan Shi who was hiding behind Liao Ming, and shouted: "It's him!"

"Tsk! How did it happen?! The phone didn't say it was so serious." Doctor Wang looked angry, and asked Yuan Shi while checking, "Did you call the police?"

Yuan Shi straightened his waist and didn't dare to move. He could only turn his two round eyeballs and ask for help from the three people around him.

Shang Yusen explained: "It's... already reported, you can show him first."

Dr. Wang rolled his eyes and asked Yuan Shi: "Does the saliva hurt?"

Yuan Shi swallowed vigorously, nodded, and replied, "Only a little bit."

"Is there a popping sound in the throat?"

"……No."

Dr. Wang pondered for a moment, and concluded: "Well—fortunately, it's just a soft tissue contusion, no throat damage, and no hoarseness. It seems that the person who pinched you is an old hand. Seeing how young you are, did you encounter any injuries? What kind of bad guy is there?"

After the words fell, Dr. Wang raised his head and inspected the three people around him.