Chapter 209: Murder in the Hospital

Talks all night, the morning sun is noisy. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ignore him, this is a frontier clinic, not a hospital in their rear." Zhen Na treated it indifferently.

Xiao Hong nodded, a little worried, and said: "Sister Zhen Na, he has a deep affection for you, if you declare yourself to be the fiancée of the God of War, I am afraid that ......"

"Afraid of what? Little Nizi, don't worry about it, it's just a toad, wishful thinking. Zhen Na reprimanded angrily, frowned, and was disgusted.

Xiao Hong stuck out her tongue, grimaced, and quipped: "Hey, Prince Charming, you came to catch a toad, you ......"

"Dead Nizi, tell you to talk a lot......" Zhen Na chased and beaten, ashamed and angry, her beautiful eyes sparkled, diluting the silence.

"Ah, spare your life, the prince helps......" Xiao Hong giggled and begged for mercy, yin and yang weird, teasing the cold beauty.

The two were joking in the ward, and the voice was not loud and warm.

Yang Guan was woken up, his eyelids were still difficult to open, his thoughts were very chaotic, and he was thinking in the sound of fighting.

Suddenly, there was a scolding from next door, which was hard to hear, harsh, like a scoundrel.

"You called Doctor Zhen over, what's the matter, isn't Lao Tzu a patient? Throw it here and no one cares. Captain Wei shouted, angry.

"Regiment leader, bear with me, who made the family the god of war, I don't know how many victories I have won, and we can't afford to mess with dog meat on the head of a sheep!" The guards added fuel to the fire.

"Yes, regiment leader, bear with me a little longer, if Doctor Zhen doesn't come, let's go and invite you again, you can drink some porridge first to suppress ......the shock," another guard said.

"What? Drinking porridge to suppress the shock? You are all waste, others drink black chicken soup, Lao Tzu will eat this, get out of here, and bring people to Lao Tzu! "Captain Wei is angry.

"Regiment commander, you dissipate your breath, be careful of the wound, it is already inflamed, and the wound will erode if it bursts......" The guard pretended to add another fire.

"Don't be long-winded, Lao Tzu can't command you, right? Ah, tie people up to Lao Tzu. Captain Wei's "whirring" panting could be heard several miles away.

"Yes, mission guaranteed!" The two guards shouted loudly, then turned and left the house, taking the opportunity to assassinate.

Because their noise was so loud and earth-shattering, this small courtyard was full of astonished people.

"Who is this person, can't he really be the commander of our Eighth Route Army?"

"You don't know? I was kicked in the head by a donkey, what about the regiment commander, it's a shame. ”

"He dares to say that he thinks he is a bandit?"

"With his performance and quality, he is also worthy of being the head of the regiment? I ...... it."

"Be quiet, don't let his guards hear it, the person with the brain of the spirit worm is unreasonable."

"What can he do to me? We're not his soldiers......"

"If you don't say a word, people are deliberately injured to pursue cold beauties, do you dare to take this risk?"

"What do you mean? What does this prove, proves that he is ruthless, so what? ”

"Yes, you stubborn donkey, I can't say you can do it!"

"What, am I wrong? You also defend ...... such scum"

"Brother, you are brother, please spare me!"

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Everyone questioned in their hearts, whispered discussions, and blamed.

The two guards were dumbfounded, their faces grim, and their eyes sparkled with coldness.

Glancing at the crowd, ignoring them, he swaggered to the next door and tried to carry out the kidnapping order.

"Stop, if you don't want to be beaten, get out of the way, immediately, immediately." Monk Wei warned, leaning against the wall, not opening his eyelids.

Bathing in the morning sun, he is recuperating and doesn't want to deal with them, but he is bullied and doesn't mind moving his muscles and bones.

"This is the hospital of our Eighth Route Army, and it is not your turn to be an outsider to give orders and get out of the way." Not to be outdone, the guards were not to be outdone.

"You kind of cross this threshold!" Monk Wei is neither salty nor light, with his hands around his chest and his eyes closed.

"What can you do if I step over? Use force, this is the revolutionary team, and you are not allowed to come and spread wild. Another guard warned, but did not force his way in.

Monk Wei directly ignored it, did not speak, did not move, as if he was asleep, and there was almost a snoring sound.

The two guards were very responsive, they suffered losses yesterday, and they didn't dare to act rashly today, so they glanced at each other and made their eyes wink.

One person took out the shell gun, "clicked", the bullet was loaded, aimed at Monk Wei, and waved his head to signal the other person to enter the ward.

The guards understood, pressed the shell gun on their waists, and stepped forward, one step, and another ......

The wind moved, the eyes were dazzled, and the "crackling" sounded.

The two guards flew upside down, screaming "ahhhhhh

The sand and dust were clear, and the sound of "whoosh" was incessant, and both of them shrunk into a lump, trembling all over.

"Give it back to you." Monk Wei unloaded the magazine, casually threw out the shell gun, and landed beside the guards with a "snap".

When the farce ended, no one sympathized, treated them coldly, or even ridiculed.

"Someone rebelled at the Eighth Route Army garrison, did the guard platoon eat dry food?" Head Wei went online and overwhelmed people with momentum.

At this time, Zhen Na lifted the curtain and came out, glanced at the courtyard, and said sideways: "The surname is Wei, this is a temporary hospital, you have no right to interfere, you can go back if you are not happy, and live in your own hospital."

"Zhen Na, you are still not a revolutionary comrade, my wound is inflamed, you know how well you stitched it up, please give me an explanation?" Head Wei jumped to the topic.

"I'm at this level, sometimes good and sometimes bad, hundreds of people died under my scalpel, and there are three cadres in the regiment, do you want me to name them?" Zhen Na said coldly.

"Good, good! My wound is inflamed, don't you care? Head Wei gritted his teeth and said.

"Anyway, but I can't do anything without medicine." Zhen Na looked up at the morning sun and replied without being salty.

"You're lying, isn't there medicine next door? Is his life more precious than mine? Captain Wei scolded sharply.

Zhen Na separated the golden light with her hand and said, "It's good that you understand, if you have the ability to fight, it's better to let your guards buy medicine, be self-sufficient, and have enough food and clothing."

"Snap" Head Wei swept down the teacup, was angry, and accused loudly: "I don't believe it, you are making a mistake, don't be blinded by false name......"

"Your guards can see it clearly, and the people in the guard platoon are not blind, if you don't want to die, go buy medicine, or transfer to the hospital for treatment." Zhen Na said as she walked, and didn't bother anymore.

Head Wei was infatuated, hated because of love, and became angry, which directly caused the wound to deteriorate.

The guards fanned the wind and the conspiracy ignited.

As a result, Regiment Commander Wei was iron-hearted, even if he died, he would not leave, stick to his position, and cause trouble.

In Yang Guan's ward, Tian Dazhuang carefully observed the code sign language, with a look of hatred.

"No, you are generous, divide the medicine to the surnamed Wei, your own injury has not healed, I don't agree."

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan and carry out orders." Yang Guan sign language.

I never thought about the medicine comity, Wei Tuan was so good that he continued to find fault and make trouble, for five consecutive days, and deliberately murdered to no avail.

There was also a storm.