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Entering the hospital and passing by a glass door, Hua Zhi took advantage of the difference in light and darkness at night and the glass turned into a mirror, and she could see her own appearance clearly.

He had purple and swollen eyes, his hair was messy, he was wearing a suit of loose men's clothes that didn't fit him, and there was a swollen face with a slap mark on one side.

The stomach and body cannot be seen through the clothes currently, but the pain coming from the body must be injured.

"MD, you thief!" Hua Zhi cursed secretly, grabbed the small bag in his hand that was worth a lot at first glance, and went to the Department of Internal Medicine.

The external injuries are minor, the key is internal injuries, don't hurt the internal organs.

Along the way, Hua Zhi's image scared many people, and she could understand it. After all, what normal person is dressed like this?

Fortunately, the nurses and doctors here are very good. Seeing that she was injured like this, they immediately spared their hands to treat her first.

X-rays were taken, ice was applied, anti-swelling medicine was applied, hair was combed, and clothes were changed into clean hospital gowns. Huazhi didn’t choose to throw away the men’s clothes. This is proof!

"You bitch man, just wait for me!" Hua Zhi's eyes were covered with medicine, his hand was injecting an injection, and his face was cold from the fresh ice application.

After getting the new room card and opening the door, Chen Cheng sneezed, touched his nose with his index finger, and thought to himself: Bad luck! What bad luck!

Cao Cao has returned to Hua Zhi's mind, otherwise it would definitely scare a lot of people.

After a good sleep, it was completely bright when I woke up. Judging from the angle and position of the sunlight shining into the ward, it should be noon.

"Mom, it's time for lunch."

Yes, lunch has been delivered to the patient in the bed next to her.

Hua Zhi took out her cell phone and planned to order a takeaway, only to find that her cell phone was out of battery and had automatically shut down.

At this time, a nurse sister came to check the ward. Hua Zhi asked her to help charge her mobile phone, and then asked her about the results of last night's examination.

This nurse sister only came to work in the morning, so she didn’t know much about her situation: “Wait for me a moment, I’ll go ask.”

Hua Zhi thanks.

After a while, the nurse sister came back, but she didn't come back alone, there were two people behind her.

A male doctor, an unknown boy, was carrying a basket of fruit. This basket of fruit was not cheap.

"Qingqing! How are you?" As soon as the boy saw Qingqing, he walked towards her quickly and greeted her with concern.

Huazhi:? ? ? ?

No, who are you?

When the boy saw Hua Zhi looking at him with a strange expression, he was a little panicked: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Hua Zhi ignored him and asked the doctor: "Doctor, am I okay?"

Seeing that they had nothing to say, the doctor examined Hua Zhi.

Then he told her in words that Huazhi could understand: "There is nothing wrong with you. Your internal organs are normal and there is no bleeding. It will take two weeks for the eye injury to subside. The swelling on your face has gone away. You should eat light food recently and don't eat spicy food." Greasy food. Just pay the fee and get your medicine and leave.”

"Okay, thank you doctor."

After the doctor finished speaking, he left. The nurse charged her mobile phone and told her, "You can rest for a while and recharge your mobile phone before going through the payment procedures."

"Okay, thank you."

The boy carried the fruit basket and watched the whole process, not daring to sit down.

Hu Lan didn't expect that the customer would be so cruel this time. The previous orders were all very good, and he never heard of anyone being sent to the hospital.

He waited until the doctors and nurses had left, then took the fruit basket to Huazhi's bedside and placed it on the cabinet.

Hua Zhi browsed the original owner's mobile phone last night and checked WeChat, QQ and other software, and probably got some information about the original owner.

The original owner's name is Xiao Qingqing, a sophomore at a third-rate university, studying business administration.

Her parents were honest farmers and loved her very much. Unfortunately, she was unable to make any money and was disliked by her original owner. She basically couldn't communicate except asking them for money.

There is a class group on QQ with 58 people in it. Excluding the class teacher and counselor, there are students.

There is a dormitory group called 318 Dormitory on WeChat, but there is basically no information, just some information about class fees, dormitory fees, etc. It seems that the relationship between the original owner and the roommates is not harmonious.

There are also many WeChat friends who have noted that 188 Business School has a little money. Looking at the bill records, more than one of them has transferred money to the original owner.

The biggest payment was the 20,000 yuan paid last night by a stranger named "Hanyu Mochen" who scanned her payment QR code.

The original owner's grades were average, neither good nor bad. His relationship with the opposite sex in the class was good, but his relationship with the same sex was very poor.

There are photos in the album, including those without makeup, and they look good.

After reading it, Hua Zhi concluded that he is a Neptune who doesn't study hard and concentrates on "making money".

"Qingqing, how are you? It doesn't matter, right?"

"I didn't ask you to come, why are you here?" Hua Zhi didn't see anyone sending messages on WeChat or QQ asking people to come to the district hospital.

Seeing that Hua Zhi's tone was not good, Hu Lan took out his mobile phone and transferred money directly to Hua Zhi: "Qingqing, this is really an accident. I transferred 5,000 yuan to you via WeChat. You can keep it."

Hua Zhi was a little surprised that he was transferring money so easily. If it was the original owner, he would probably look good on it, right? Thinking of this, she said: "My mobile phone is charging, please help me turn it on."

Hu Lan didn't expect that Xiao Qingqing would be so dissatisfied. That was five thousand yuan!

Hu Lan wanted to be angry, but when she saw Hua Zhi's eyes, she held back. She took out her phone and transferred another three thousand to her.

"I transferred another three thousand to you, and I don't have any more."

Huazhi:? ? ?

She didn't say she didn't have enough money. How could this person understand it like this?

"Oh, I got it. Please help me bring my phone to my bedside to charge it. It's too far and I can't reach it."

Hu Lan: ...Did he misunderstand something just now?

The mother and daughter in the next bed had actually been paying attention to Hua Zhi. When they saw the boy who was visiting him, they immediately transferred 8,000 yuan to her and stretched their necks to wait for the next step.

Well, this melon is good for food.

Hua Zhi got the phone, turned it on and entered WeChat. Sure enough, there were two transfers waiting to be collected, from the same person - Hu Lan (the pimp).

When Hua Zhi saw the content in the brackets, she didn't know what to say.

She felt that the original owner Xiao Qingqing was beaten like this, maybe, maybe, probably, it was just a deal that didn't run away.

She was paid to be beaten, and the man paid for her to be beaten last night. Gan! What is this! Rich people really spend their time!

Hu Lan saw Hua Zhi holding the phone and gritting her teeth without accepting any payment, and felt a thump in her heart: Isn't it? Even eight thousand yuan is not enough?

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, don't introduce me to him again."

"Yeah." Hu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she stopped trying to steal his money. You have to be more careful next time and don't have such violent customers again.