What to do if everyone treats you as a scumbag

These tourists speak Japanese language.

These few people kept advocating in Japanese how great and how heroic the Japanese army who attacked the city was.

They blatantly slandered Huaxia and Huaxia people, and said that now Huaxia people always bring up the past because they didn't teach them enough lessons back then.

If more people were killed back then and they were taught to be honest, the situation like this would not be the case now.

Seeing Chen Zihan's expression suddenly changed, Lu Ruorong immediately asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Do you understand Japanese?" Chen Zihan asked Lu Ruorong with a livid face.

"I don't understand!" Lu Ruorong shook his head, "I only know a little English."

"I understand. They are insulting us, insulting the heroes of the year."

Lu Ruorong's expression also changed instantly.

"They must apologize!" Lu Ruorong took Chen Zihan's hand and walked towards the tourists.

Naturally, those tourists would not apologize, and their attitude was still very arrogant.

Even, seeing Lu Ruorong's beauty, they tried to tease her with flirty words.

In the end, Chen Zihan became angry and moved his hand unceremoniously.

People who study medicine have a very thorough understanding of human anatomy. Although Chen Zihan has never practiced martial arts, he is now physically strong. In addition, he knows the fragile parts of the human body and is angry. Small tourists don't suffer too much.

Lu Ruorong didn't expect Chen Zihan to take the initiative. She was afraid that Chen Zihan would suffer, so she hurriedly called some spectators to help Chen Zihan.

Lu Ruorong was beautiful, and when he heard that these tourists were insulting the heroes of the year, many young tourists also rushed up to help Chen Zihan.

The conflict ended only after the police arrived.

Chen Zihan and other tourists who participated in the conflict were all taken away by the police.

When seeing the police coming, Lu Ruorong knew that things were not that simple.

Without hesitation, she took out her cell phone and made a call.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Zihan, who was slightly bruised and swollen, was led out of the police station by Lu Ruorong.

"Strange, why don't they protect these bastards?" Chen Zihan was a little puzzled when he followed Lu Ruorong out of the police station.

"Although you were a little impulsive, you did nothing wrong." Lu Ruorong took the initiative to hold Chen Zihan's hand, and said seriously: "These bastards should be beaten hard. Don't worry, they will definitely be punished, no Someone will protect them."

Seeing the bruises on Chen Zihan's face, she felt distressed again: "You were injured by them, these bastards really deserve to die."

Lu Ruorong didn't care about the fact that the faces of those tourists who fought with Chen Zihan were all deformed by him.

She must take Chen Zihan to the hospital for a checkup, and if the injury is serious, he will be hospitalized for treatment.

"It's okay!" Chen Zihan looked at Lu Ruorong with emotion, "It's just a little skin injury, no bone damage, so it's okay. Go back and apply a hot compress, get some disinfectant to wipe it, and you'll be fine."

But Lu Ruorong didn't believe the diagnosis made by Chen Zihan, a freshman medical student, so he must take him to the hospital for a checkup.

"I won't go to play today, let's deal with your injury and your affairs first." Lu Ruorong was very stubborn.

Chen Zihan had no choice but to heed Lu Ruorong's words and followed her to the hospital.

Chen Zihan was aware of his situation, and the diagnosis given by the hospital doctor was similar. In the end, Lu Ruorong did not force Chen Zihan to go to the hospital for treatment, and left the hospital after prescribing some disinfectants and anti-inflammatory drugs.

When they arrived at the hospital, Lu Ruorong helped Chen Zihan register and pay for the medicine. The dumbfounded Chen Zihan wanted to run away by himself, but Lu Ruorong didn't allow him and told him to sit still.

Seeing Lu Ruorong running around nervously and making phone calls from time to time, Chen Zihan was very moved.

Afraid of trouble, Chen Zihan called Wu Qingyuan and asked her and Zhao Zhiyuan if they had any acquaintances in Jinling.

Wu Qingyuan was taken aback when Chen Zihan said that he had fought in Jinling.

She immediately promised Chen Zihan that she would find a way to find acquaintances and try not to let Chen Zihan get into trouble.

The afternoon tour was finally canceled under Lu Ruorong's strong request.

"Rong'er, it's really fine, let's continue playing!" When Lu Ruorong dragged him back to the hotel, Chen Zihan was moved but also a little embarrassed.

"Do you think your face looks good when you take pictures?" Lu Ruorong ordered Chen Zihan to lie down on the bed and rest, "I don't want to take pictures with people whose faces are beaten like this, it's so ugly!"

Chen Zihan had no choice but to lie down on the bed obediently.

Lu Ruorong also sat down beside the bed, gently stroking the swollen place on his face: "Does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts."

"Why are you so impulsive, you dare to fight four or five of them alone!" Lu Ruorong's face was full of distress.

"It's okay to be impulsive once!" Chen Zihan grinned, "I didn't get hurt once, how do I know you love me so much!"

"I don't feel sorry for you!" Lu Ruorong, who was pretty and slightly flushed, gave Chen Zihan a white look.

"Aren't you going to give me any more encouragement?" Chen Zihan pouted his lips.

Lu Ruorong's face turned even redder.

She glared at Chen Zihan angrily, but in the end she leaned over and kissed Chen Zihan.

Of course Chen Zihan would not be satisfied with such a simple kiss, he pulled Lu Ruorong over and kissed him domineeringly.

Lu Ruorong didn't resist at all, and made Chen Zihan feel the enthusiasm he had never experienced before.

Chen Zihan, who was encouraged, was not satisfied with the contact between lips and teeth.

His dishonest hands started a new exploration

Chapter 198 It hurts me to death

Of course, Chen Zihan was an out-and-out old driver.

Technical work at special times is a piece of cake for him, and embarrassing scenes where he doesn't know how to start are all past tense.

The peaches are ripe and it's time to pick them.

Of course Lu Ruorong was nervous, but after today's incident, her approval of Chen Zihan had reached a new height.

Many reasons made her resistance very simple and powerless.

Lu Ruorong knew that today, Saturday, December 2001, 12, would be one of the most unforgettable days in her life.

only……

"It hurts...it hurts me to death..."

She was always afraid of pain, tears came out.

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After 15 minutes, Chen Zihan finally gave up his efforts.

Lu Ruorong's nervousness and fear of pain, as well as the uncontrollable spasm and the tears in his eyes made him dare not continue to try.

Never encountered such a situation before.

He hugged Lu Ruorong, who was covered in sweat, and lay quietly.

After being overly tense and relaxed, Lu Ruorong fell into a daze, and finally fell asleep leaning on Chen Zihan.

Chen Zihan didn't move, and lay quietly with Lu Ruorong in his arms.

He was also a little sleepy and wanted to get lost.

But just as he was in a daze, his phone rang.

Lu Ruorong slept soundly, and was not awakened by the phone ringing.

Chen Zihan was worried that it was Wu Qingyuan who was calling, so he let go of Lu Ruorong gently, and was about to get out of bed to get his phone.

When he lifted the quilt, he accidentally saw a small red spot somewhere on the quilt.

Suddenly, he felt a surprise that he couldn't describe in words.

He didn't go to get the phone right away, but bent down, looked at it quietly for a while, and then looked at Lu Ruorong's sleeping face.

There is still a small tear hanging on her long eyelashes, which is a little crystal clear under the not very bright light.

Her pretty face was flushed, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her hair was scattered. A kind of beauty that made people palpitate made Chen Zihan's heart soften.

The phone rang again out of nowhere, Lu Ruorong frowned slightly, and continued to sleep soundly.

Chen Zihan picked up the phone, but it was Chen Yingrong who called.

Quickly pick up the phone.

"How are you doing now?" Chen Yingrong asked anxiously as soon as he picked up the phone: "Did all the dispatches deal with you?"

Although the words were nonsensical, Chen Zihan knew what he was asking.

"Dad, it's okay. I've already come out of the police station." Needless to say, Chen Zihan knew that Wu Qingyuan must have called Chen Yingrong, and Chen Yingrong called in a hurry.

Looking at the missed call just now, it was Wu Qingyuan who called.

Presumably, after Wu Qingyuan didn't get through to him on the phone, she was afraid that something would happen to him, so she told Chen Yingrong about the situation.

Chen Yingrong also proved this point, it was indeed Wu Qingyuan who called him.

Before he told Huang Xiaojuan about it, he called Chen Zihan first.

After hearing what Chen Zihan said about the situation, he didn't blame his son, but praised Chen Zihan for his good work.

"If I'm on the sidelines, I'll beat them up too." Chen Yingrong was also worried that Chen Zihan would be in trouble, because those people might not be from Huaxia.

He told Chen Zihan that he would talk to Huang Xiaojuan about it later, and it was possible that they would come to Jinling earlier to prevent Chen Zihan from having an accident.

"Dad, it's okay!" Chen Yingrong didn't seem to care much about him at ordinary times, but after something happened, he could still feel his father's deep love for him.

Chen Zihan told Chen Yingrong that Wu Qingyuan called him just now, but he was too late to answer.

"I'll call Aunt Wu first, so she won't worry."

Chen Yingrong also agreed and said he would call back later.

Wu Qingyuan's phone was busy, and Chen Zihan couldn't get through after calling several times.

Later, Wu Qingyuan called back.

Wu Qingyuan told Chen Zihan very sorry that she and Zhao Zhiyuan didn't know anyone in Jinling's system, but they had entrusted a few people they knew in the medical system to help.

"A deputy director of the Jiangdong Provincial People's Hospital has a good relationship with your Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao has asked him to find a relationship." Wu Qingyuan told Chen Zihan not to worry, since he is now let out, there will be no trouble.

Chen Zihan thanked Wu Qingyuan, saying that he made her worry.

"It's okay!" Wu Qingyuan was still worried about Chen Zihan and asked if he had been injured.

She didn't accuse Chen Zihan of being so impulsive, but even praised him a few words, saying that he was bloody.

At the end, she asked Chen Zihan who he went to Jinling with.

Chen Zihan replied that he came to Jinling with a classmate and planned to reunite with his parents after playing for two days.

Wu Qingyuan didn't suspect that the girl who came with Chen Zihan was a female classmate, and she didn't ask any further questions.

After hanging up Wu Qingyuan's call, Huang Xiaojuan called again.

She asked Chen Zihan angrily if he had been injured or disfigured.

After hearing from Chen Zihan that there were only a few bruises and nothing serious, she was slightly relieved, but still very angry.

After scolding those who injured her son severely, she asked Chen Zihan why he went to Jinling so many days earlier.

"I went with my classmates and wanted to go to Jinling for two days first."

Huang Xiaojuan on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then lowered her voice and asked, "Are you a female classmate?"

"Mom, why are you asking so many questions?" Huang Xiaojuan was so sensitive that Chen Zihan was startled, "Why don't you ask if it's Zhenjun!"

"I just couldn't get through to you, so I asked Zhenjun, and he said he didn't go to Jinling with you." Huang Xiaojuan became more and more convinced of her judgment, "Boy, tell mom, is it a female classmate?"

Just at this time, Lu Ruorong's cell phone rang.

She was awakened by the sound of her mobile phone in front of the bedside table, and answered the phone in a daze.