unrivaled gymnastics

Gu Xiaofei returned to a life as peaceful as water.Delivering food diligently every day, going home and gagging with three roommates, life is busy and fulfilling.

Occasionally looking through the phone, seeing Xiao Xuechen's WeChat profile picture, a faint feeling of depression enveloped his heart.Will there be a day for him and Xiao Xuechen to meet again?Will Xiao Xuechen hate him and never want to see him again?

After watching Xiao Xuechen's circle of friends, he found that he didn't post anything at all...

Gu Xiaofei didn't have the guts to take the initiative to hit Xiao Xuechen, fearing that he would say the wrong thing with his stupid mouth.At this time, he was deeply envious of the eloquent and slick painter roommate.I remember one time I went to eat spicy crayfish with the painter, and there were two beauties with picturesque features at the next table. Let's go and sing K happily together.The painter hugged left and right, and Gu Xiaofei alone helped them order songs, which was so desolate... It can only be said that the ability to tease girls/men is innate and cannot be learned.

But he didn't want to flirt with Xiao Xuechen, even if he learned it, it would be useless...?

***

"Xiaofei... came back just in time... quickly help us... call an ambulance... I think I can still... give him another rescue..."

When Gu Xiaofei got home from get off work that day, he saw three roommates staggering in the living room, their faces pale, sweating, and moaning continuously, as if innocent souls from the [-]th floor of hell were howling.

Gu Xiaofei was dumbfounded, and hurried over to pick up the nearest writer's roommate.

"What's wrong with everyone? Are you sick? Why are three people sick at the same time? Infectious disease?"

The writer's bloodless lips moved, and he opened his eyes weakly. "Xiao Fei...I want to confess my last words...you remember it well..." He raised a trembling finger and pointed at the musician not far away, "The murderer...is...he..."

The musician foamed at the mouth, but still managed to squint at the writer: "If I want to poison you...how could I poison myself..."

The painter crawled towards Gu Xiaofei with hands and feet: "It's him...he must be jealous of us...beauty and wisdom...want to die together..."

"Shut up...Xiao Fei, don't listen to their nonsense...you just ate the salted fish I made...just..."

Gu Xiaofei finally figured out that the three roommates ate salted fish for dinner, and after a while they vomited and diarrhea collectively. Now they not only lost their dreams, but also lost their lives.

He hurriedly dialed 120.The three roommates didn't even have the strength to stand up, but they still chattered endlessly, criticizing each other regardless of their physical discomfort, and refused to let go of any of the other's flaws.

Amidst their cursing, the whimpering of the ambulance approached from afar.Gu Xiaofei was afraid that the emergency personnel would not recognize the house number, so he ran downstairs and waited. When the ambulance arrived, he led the emergency personnel upstairs like people in a liberated area welcoming the PLA.

Paramedics took a brief look at the three wailing patients.

"Food poisoning, send them to the hospital first. You bring the food that may cause their poisoning, and the doctor may test it." The emergency personnel carried the three roommates onto the stretcher and told Gu Xiaofei.

Gu Xiaofei found out a plastic bag, stuffed the salted fish on the dining table into the bag, then found out the ID cards of the three people and some cash, and rushed downstairs with the emergency personnel.

"Which hospital are we going to?" He asked holding up the salted fish.

"Number two people's hospital!"

***

At the same time, the Second People's Hospital, internal medicine ward.

8 of Spades sneezed, the fat all over his body trembled, and the hospital bed also shook non-stop, making a creaking sound.

He has been living here for more than a week.On the day he was arrested, he was startled to realize that his light kung fu practiced for many years had been defeated by a delivery man. He was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.Eight of Spades, who was already suffering from various cardiovascular diseases due to obesity, was so angry that he was hospitalized.

In order to prevent him from escaping, two police officers stood guard outside the door at all times, shifting every eight hours.His feet are locked together with special titanium alloy shackles. This kind of shackles are so strong that they can't stop shaking even with internal strength. It is said that it has something to do with the molecular arrangement. It is also difficult to fly with wings.

When he recovers and is discharged from the hospital, he will be transferred to a detention center, and soon he will have to sit in the dock, and he will probably have to spend the rest of his life behind bars.No, he is a drug dealer, maybe he will be sentenced to death directly...

8 of Spades stared at the ceiling of the ward, grinding his teeth in resentment, and after a while, he sighed again.

"Don't fucking sigh, it's like a pig squawking, I'm going to throw up!"

8 of Spades shuddered, his body shook violently, the hospital bed shook a few times, the shackles between his ankles collided with each other, and the metal clanged.

At some point in front of the hospital bed, there was a ghostly black shadow.The neon lights of the city sprinkled on the black figure's face through the gaps in the curtains of the ward, and a vertical ray of light only illuminated his eyes—the sharp eyes were like a scalpel deeply piercing the fat body of 8 of Spades.

"Old... Boss..." Eight of Spades muttered.

"You still remember me as the boss?" Hei Ying sneered, "Hei Feiyan has made a name for herself, so she doesn't take me seriously!"

"In my heart, you will always be the boss!" Eight of Spades showed a flattering smile, eager to please Soi Ying, "If it wasn't for your guidance, my martial arts would not be as advanced as it is now. Without you, there would be no me. !"

The boss took a step forward with his hands behind his back, and the ray of light slid across his face, outlining his handsome but evil face.He nodded, seemingly satisfied with the 8 of Spades answer.

8 of Spades breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you here to save me? Or is it the boss who is doing justice..."

The boss's face suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply: "Fuck your mother!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slapped 8 of Spades twice across the face, and the fat on 8 of Spades' face swayed accordingly. "At the beginning, you refused to follow me and secretly went to sell white #fans. Now that you have fallen to this end, you still have the face to ask me for help?"

8 of Spades wailed: "Boss, spare me... If you don't want to save me, why did you go to the ward at night..."

"Of course it's to appreciate your ugliness!"

8 of Spades immediately began to show what it means to beg for mercy: "Boss, I admit how much you beat and scolded me, I don't want to go to jail, please help me, I can't repay your great kindness even if I work hard for you in my life Dade..." If he had a tail growing on his ass, he might really shake it in favor at this time.In order to survive and be free, he doesn't even have to give up his dignity!

The boss watched his performance coldly.8 of Spades spoke so dryly that the boss finally hummed in a low voice.

"Enough! It's disgusting! If I didn't need help with a job recently, I wouldn't give a shit about you!"

8 of spades wept with joy.The boss really came to save him!

The boss flicked his wrist, and a key slipped from his cuff into his palm.He opened the shackles of 8 of Spades and kicked the fat man off the hospital bed.

"Follow me! Climb for me if you can't walk!"

8 of Spades really climbed two steps with hands and feet, and then stood up with the wall.In fact, his illness has almost recovered, and he will be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow. At that time, what awaits him is undoubtedly a life behind bars. The boss is like the timely rain, saving him from the dire straits!

"Boss, wait a minute."

"What nonsense! Don't tell me you want to pee, I'll kick your bladder!"

"No, no, I've been chatting with the gatekeeper's note for the past two days. There are three wounded Demon Cult members living in the surgical ward downstairs. When they recover, they will also enter the bureau. Boss, can you help me?" Let them go too?"

The boss looked at the fat man: "Did you eat too much Avalokiteshvara, how did you grow a heart like a Bodhisattva?"

"Of course not. Boss, think about it. When the note for tomorrow's shift comes and sees that I have escaped, it must be related to you. You let the demon cultists downstairs by the way, which is equivalent to a story. If you set up a line of suspicion, the police may not suspect you at all. And letting them escape at the same time can disperse the police force, and we will not be easily arrested..."

The boss thought for a moment: "There is some truth to it. Well, I will reward you for this opportunity to offer advice and suggestions. I will release the three of them, and you will meet me at the tree in front of the hospital."

8 of Spades didn't have time to say "Follow orders", the boss disappeared like a gust of wind.Dragging his fat body, he quickly escaped from the ward.The policeman guarding the door lay staggered and was pressed into a sleeping hole, and the key to the shackles naturally went into the black shadow's pocket.8 of Spades continued to move forward, the nurse in the nurse station lay motionless on the counter, and the doctor on duty also crawled face down at the door of the office.The boss's movement is extremely fast, and it is easy to stun them. Even the surveillance cameras in the ward cannot capture the appearance of the boss, only a black shadow galloping past.

The 8 of Spades is terrified. After so many years, the boss is still the boss—one of the four Aces in the poker arrest warrant, which is second only to the King of Hearts—the Ace of Hearts.

***

"Staphylococcal food poisoning is quite rare in this season... Go for an infusion first. If the condition doesn't improve tomorrow morning, come to me again."

The doctor on duty in the emergency room wrote a few flamboyant lines in the medical record and asked Gu Xiaofei to set the price and pay for the medicine.The three roommates were unable to walk and could only sit in wheelchairs, watching him leave sickly.Gu Xiaofei couldn't push three wheelchairs by himself, so he asked the nurses in the emergency department for help.Three young and beautiful intern nurses pushed three patients to undergo various examinations, which can be said to be a little bit of luck among misfortunes.

When Gu Xiaofei came back from taking the medicine, the nurse saw that the three patients were so angry that they pushed three push beds and asked them to lie on them for infusion, so that they would not have to sit in the infusion room.

The writer's roommate looked at the little nurse, pretending to be delicate: "Nurse, take it easy, I'm afraid of pain, look at my delicate skin and tender flesh, be gentle..."

The little nurse gave him a white look: "Then I'll ask the head nurse to prick you up. The head nurse is skilled, so I promise it won't hurt."

After a while, a head nurse whose arms were thicker than the author's thigh walked over with great arrogance and said in a loud voice, "Who needs an injection?!"

The writer was tearful, biting the corner of the quilt and dared not speak anymore.

After the three of them were all infused, the exhausted Gu Xiaofei sat on a chair in the corridor and dozed off, and woke up from the cold after a few minutes of sleep.

"Nurse, why don't you turn on the air conditioner here?"

The nurse raised her head and looked at him: "It's broken, it's being repaired, and I'm freezing to death."

"I don't care. What if the three of them get sick from the cold?"

The nurse thought for a while: "Why don't you go to the small supermarket at the back door and buy some baby warmers."

Gu Xiaofei asked for the address of the supermarket, tucked up the quilts for the three roommates, and walked out of the emergency room with the salted fish.

A quiet small garden in the center of the hospital is the back door of the hospital.Gu Xiaofeiye has excellent eyesight. Across a fountain and several flowering trees, he saw two furtive figures—could they be the Huang who he had taught him a few days ago with the "No.18 National Radio Gymnastics for Middle School Students" Hairy and bald?

The author has something to say: yellow hair & bald head: How old are you? ? ?