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"Quick! Dan Heng!"
"Prepare for artificial respiration!"
"Oh my, Cheng Che is just weak..."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, "Why didn't someone else do artificial respiration?"
Do you know what it feels like to open your eyes and be kissed by a grown man? !
The world collapses!
He doesn't want to travel through time and space to become gay!
He is a straight man!
Dan Heng stood up and sat on the chair next to the bed, "Maybe it's because you don't have a wife?"
Cheng Che: ...
"You are naturally good at piercing my heart." Cheng Che sat up from the bed and looked at the two girls on his left and right. "My life is in danger, so you don't want to give me artificial respiration?"
Hearing this, San Yue Qi shook his head and said, "Men and women should not touch each other."
"Very good." Cheng Che turned his gaze to Xing, who was standing beside him with his arms folded across his chest, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.
"+1." Xing spread his hands, looking calm, "But our new friend..."
As they spoke, everyone turned their heads and looked at the man behind a simple screen.
The blue-haired man was standing on one leg, with a leather shoe on his raised foot.
But unfortunately, the soles of my shoes were gone and my feet were covered in blisters.
"Blessings +1." Cheng Che narrowed his eyes and took a look, then nodded, "I'll try again next time."
Dan Heng glanced at Cheng Che and then fixed his gaze on the man and woman who were facing the crowd.
"How could your little gadget knock down so many people?" The woman waved her hand and said gently, "It's because the unfamiliar patients are too weak."
Cheng Che: ...
If a normal person travels to a world like this with blood bars appearing on his head, who wouldn't feel scared?
But Cheng Che is definitely not inferior!
"Did you hear that?" Xing looked up from her phone screen as she sat beside Cheng Che's bed, poking him with her elbow. "This is the doctor. Your physical weakness has become a diagnosis."
"I can tear it." Cheng Che lowered his eyes and reached for his bag from the side.
Asking is not in vain.
I would never admit it.
The way Sambo picked up the person looked like he had rehearsed it many times. Not to mention the bag, even a small decoration was not lost.
Cheng Che took out the thermos from his bag and looked around, "Can someone get me a glass of water?"
"I'll do it." San Yue Qi leaned forward to take the thermos cup, squinted his eyes and looked at the tea bag that Cheng Che took out from his bag, and hesitated, "Is there such a thing in the trash can?"
This trash can...
Why do I feel richer than her?
"Get rich from garbage." Xing patted Sanyueqi's shoulder heavily and said earnestly, "Even if you only pick up a little bit every day, you will become rich over time."
San Yue Qi walked forward blankly with the thermos cup in hand, and said hesitantly, "I'm still curious about how you had the courage to look through the trash cans."
Hearing this, Xing shook her head. "Being poor will kill you, but picking up trash will only make people think you're weird. Which one do you choose?"
"Then..." Sanyueqi blinked, "I can ask you to pick up trash and be called weird."
Then he waited for his teammates to pick up the garbage and feed him!
"Then go to bed early tonight." Xing reached out and picked up the kettle, poured water into the thermos cup with the tea bag, and said softly, "Dreams can have anything."
"Tell the truth, Sambo." The female doctor crossed her arms and looked at the man in front of her seriously. "In addition to these people, you seem to have picked up another little girl from the upper class area? What are you going to do with her?"
"How should we deal with it? Just ask them..." Sambo touched the back of his head, a hint of curiosity emerging on his confused face. "To be honest, I really want to see her expression after she wakes up."
There was a hint of confusion in the woman's eyes. "What's that expression?"
Sambo recalled, "My new friend gave a gift to the girl from the upper class district."
A photo of a girl with silver-gray hair and half-moon eyes with a look of despair on her face.
Looks... a little silly, but kind of cute.
"I even stuffed the gift into her hand." Sang Bo blinked and turned to look at Cheng Che who had just woken up. "Remember to get ready for the photo."
Tsk, happy!
Cheng Che put on his glasses again, feeling that his vision was blurred and his hearing would be affected. "So you brought Miss Bronya back as well?"
"Yeah..." Sambo nodded, then turned his head sharply to look at the woman in front of him, "I clearly hid her in the trash can, how did you know?!"
woman:……
Whose trash can has silver-gray curly hair? !
"I really don't know what you're up to, Sangbo." The woman looked at Sangbo with disapproval in her eyes, "What does the upper-level affairs have to do with you? Are you happy to be targeted by the underground fire?"
Sambo spread his hands, his face looked a little aggrieved, his eyebrows drooped, "My new friends saved me from running naked in the snow, I can't not repay this favor."
Although it’s also these people’s fault that it’s frozen!
"Besides..." Sambo's face became even sadder, "Do you believe that I was coerced?"
That photo is too dark.
If he doesn't take it back, Sambo's face will shatter into snowflakes and float in this world!
He believed that Cheng Che would paste the photos densely all over the floor and even in the snow!
"Humph." The woman snorted coldly, "Can anyone threaten you?"
The opponent is lucky not to be killed by Sambo.
"Don't say that..." Sangbo spread his hands and pointed at the people next to him, "They have been watching for a long time, and they are just one step away..."
Before he could finish his words, the people gathered in front of the bed had already skillfully taken the cup of tea that Cheng Che had handed out, looking at this side with sparkling eyes.
Sambo's eyes flashed, and he hopped on one foot, "Do you know how I carried you back?"
“Wasn’t it pushed back in a trash can?” Cheng Che drank a sip of tea expressionlessly and sat on the hospital bed as steady as an old dog.
"How do you know?" There was a hint of doubt in Sambo's eyes, and he tilted his head to look at the people in front of him.
Cheng Che snorted and pointed at Dan Heng next to him.
Dan Heng closed his eyes and tried to focus on the phone screen.
He had a feeling that Cheng Che's next words would be very strange.
"Dan Heng's face bears the mark of a trash can." Cheng Che glanced at Dan Heng's profile, then turned to look at Xing, "And our young lady who looks at everything like trash also seems to have had close contact with a trash can on her cheek."
Xing snorted and turned his head, revealing his cheek which still had the mark removed.
It was straight and horizontal, just like someone accidentally fell down while rummaging through garbage.
"And me too." Sanyueqi rubbed his face. "The beautiful girl also has a trash can mark on her face! It's so big! I couldn't even take a photo with the beautiful doctor just now!"
Sambo: ...
Sang Bo looked at the mark on Cheng Che's face in silence, "Could it be that you cursed me and my shoes broke? It was just a coincidence that I fell on the trash can?"
It doesn't have to be so realistic.
What happened to the trash can?
Cheng Che can flip over, so why can’t he use a trash can to hold people?
Double standard dog!
"Heh." Cheng Che took another sip of tea, his eyes peaceful without any anger. "Then tell me, why are the trash can lines on our faces able to fit together?"
Chapter 35 is used to slap the Riddler in the face.
"Do you believe me if I tell you it was an accident?"
Sang Bo once again paid the price of a favor, and exchanged a pair of furry flip-flops from Cheng Che, put them on, and limped to Cheng Che's bedside and sat down, "My feet are all blistered."
Cheng Che nodded and took out a Band-Aid from his side pocket, "Thank you for your hard work."
Sambo: ...
Is there nothing else to say?
The beautiful doctor came over and looked at Cheng Che, then nodded, "Everything will be fine once you wake up, but..."
She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Cheng Che with a worried look, "Replenish your body."
Cheng Che: ...
Can he curse himself to death now?
"You'd better not run around. It's dangerous to be noticed by the underground fire." The woman glanced at the four people in front of her, and finally paused, "I've hidden the trash can containing the little girl behind the clinic for you. Tell her not to run around. That dress..."
Too conspicuous.
Hearing this, Sambo nodded, "Okay, I understand!"
"I'm Natasha." The woman in white crossed her arms and looked at the people in front of her, saying softly, "One person in the team lay down for a day, one for a day and a night, and one is still sleeping in a trash can..."
At this point, Natasha sighed helplessly, "You guys handle it. You need to be careful at all times underground. I have other patients, so I'll leave now."
As she spoke, Natasha nodded slightly and walked towards the desk beside her.
"Sambo... these people look familiar..." A man on the bed next to him leaned over to look over here, his face pale.
"Yes." Sambo smiled, pushed the man back, and covered them with a screen.
Cheng Che looked at the people sitting around him, and then at the hospital-style partitions surrounding them.
His eyelids jumped, "Are you waiting for me to tell you my last words?"