The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 108 Extra Story (Not related to the main text)

Pokerfing grabbed Wu Xie's phone on the bedside table. Wu Xie's phone was very ordinary, just like the one he used before, an old-fashioned Nokia. The slight blue screen light exuded a melancholy color at night.

Wu Xie's phone didn't lock the screen, and there were only two people's numbers stored in the phone book. Pokerfing didn't hesitate, and immediately dialed out. There was a beep, and the other party answered quickly.

"Xiao Tianzhen, you didn't look at my brother in the middle of the night, why did you think of calling me? Don't tell me that my brother is missing again, he is a professional missing person, don't worry, he will come out when he is hungry in a few days It's over." Fatty's voice came from the other side of the receiver.

"..."

"Innocence, why don't you speak? What happened?" The fat man hurriedly asked without hearing Wu Xie's voice.

"Fatty." Poker Bottle called out.

The fat man was startled, and on the other side of the receiver, he immediately jumped out of the bed, sat down, and hurriedly said, "Brother, why is it you? Are you naive?"

"Wu Xie is sick, what should I do?" Poker Ping asked.

"Ill? He has been chasing you for ten years, and he has never been seen lying on the couch for a day. Why did you come back and he fell ill? Can you tell me exactly what happened?" the fat man hurriedly asked.

Poker-Face thought for a while, then pulled Wu Xie into his arms completely, hugged him with one arm, held up the phone with the other, and said, "Your body is very hot."

"Hurry up to the hospital!" Fatty shouted.

Poker bottle was stunned for a moment, he pressed the phone on the speakerphone, pulled it aside, hurriedly picked up his clothes and was about to put them on Wu Xie.

Fatty heard the rustling sound from the other end of the phone, and he knew that the actionist brother had already started to act, and he hurriedly shouted to the phone: "Brother, remember to wear your wallet and mobile phone when you go out, and wrap your naivety tightly." point, the fever will be serious when the cold wind blows!"

The fat man didn't get a reply from the little brother, and he didn't know if he heard it. He was worried about this guy who couldn't take care of himself at the ninth level, and he was naive and sick. He ran out the door and shouted towards the lobby: "Quickly book me a plane ticket to Hangzhou!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Qiling did hear Fatty's words, but he was not in the mood to reply him, and he didn't have time to dress Wu Xie slowly, so Pokerfing rolled Wu Xie into a quilt with a big wave of his hand, and held the phone horizontally. ran out the door.

He remembered that Wu Xie had said that there was a third-level A-level hospital nearby, and Pok You Ping was standing in the middle of the road. He saw a red cross sign in the distance, and ran in the right direction.

Poker Bottle moved forward at a speed of [-] meters per second. He straddled the guardrail like an Olympic athlete and rushed into the hospital like a madman. The emergency nurse on duty at night felt a gust of wind blowing, and a rolled-up man with a quilt appeared in the corridor. A man with a gloomy face and a mobile phone in his hand.

On the way, Pokerfing was calling Fatty, and Fatty's cell phone was turned off. But at this moment, he stood hesitantly at the registration and payment office, and dialed another number in the phone book.

Beep, I just thought about it, and the other party's phone was quickly connected, and a ruffian voice came from inside: "Hey, little third master, don't come here without any problems."

"Blind man, it's me." Poker-Face said directly, if he waited for the black glasses to finish speaking, one battery probably wouldn't be enough for him to talk nonsense.

The black glasses froze for a moment, and called out uncertainly, "Mute?"

"Yeah." Poker-Face responded, and said directly: "I'm in the hospital, Wu Xie is sick, send me some money!" After that, Poker-Face hung up the phone directly, as if strangers should not get close On the chair in the hospital corridor, hugging Wu Xie who was wrapped up, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

(End of this chapter)