I have only seen that kind of video online before. Some people put on half of the pants to pretend to be disabled and went to beg along the street, but after seeing it with their own eyes, they still couldn't react.

When Wang Lang chased out, the insect king had already jumped out of the window at the end of the corridor, but it was not a parabola. The insect king spread his arms, and the dense things under his arms were filled with wings, and he glided down. After landing steadily, he turned around and smiled at Wang Lang who had chased to the window.

He opened his mouth and said, "War King turned around and walked on the skateboard and left."

Wang Lang turned back into the house and lay four. The mysterious smoke that the insect king used just now was useless to Wang Lang, but it was of great effect on the four lying down, especially Yu Xiaomei, who had never practiced martial arts and did not pay attention to exercise, was no less than being poisoned.

They patted their cheeks one by one.

Tie Hongfeng didn't persist in the end and fainted with the formation.

Wang Lang had no choice. This kind of smoke-loving Wang Lang could only be able to avoid being poisoned, but Wang Lang could not save people. Wang Lang could only cure some simple injuries and some skin trauma, and no other ones. In the past, those who saw that they were sick through other people's appearance were just randomly made up.

He took out Yu Xiaomei's cell phone and called an ambulance. A few minutes later, several people were carried away, and Wang Lang also went there and paid a lot of medical expenses.

The situation of several people was also stable. Wang Lang became addicted to smoking and ran outside the hospital to smoke. When he recalled the things on the note, he still couldn't figure out who gave them.

After finishing everything, it was dark. Wang Lang bought food for the four people. Tie Hongfeng and his disciples woke up. Wu Yingnan expressed his gratitude to Wang Lang.

Tie Hongfeng insisted on taking his two apprentices back to his hometown to hide from the insect king. Wu Yingnan insisted on keeping the martial arts hall. That was her hard work. She must carry forward the martial arts. Tie Shuan was more stupid. He listened to his master. He would do whatever Tie Hongfeng said.

As an outsider, Wang Lang was embarrassed to interrupt.

The last three people were discharged from the hospital at night. Yu Xiaomei was still in a coma. Wang Lang shook several times but did not wake up.

He was so sleepy that he couldn't stand it in the middle of the night, so Wang Lang fell asleep by the bed.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Yu Xiaomei woke up, rubbed her eyes, and found that she was lying in a strange place with three hospital beds next to her. After identifying for a long time, she found that it was a ward. She was wearing a hospital gown and looked down and found someone beside the bed. When she saw that it was Wang Lang lying on the edge of the bed, she looked asleep.

Yu Xiaomei wanted to shake Wang Lang, but finally endured it again and looked down at Wang Lang's side face.

The cold moonlight shone through the window from outside, covering Wang Lang like a cold dress, covering the loneliness that was pretending to be disturbed.

Wang Lang murmured, Yu Xiaomei leaned over and listened to him, but the two words he heard were still the ones. Yu Xiaomei hugged Wang Lang's head and gently stroked Wang Lang's head.

"Be good, Ye Zi must be watching you in the sky." Yu Xiaomei whispered softly.

Wang Lang's body shook suddenly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, which scared Yu Xiaomei and Wang Lang slapped Yu Xiaomei's hand away.

"Awaken?" Wang Lang yawned.

"Yeah." Yu Xiaomei's hands hung in the air and slowly retreated.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Is there anything wrong with it? If it's OK, I'll be discharged from the hospital at dawn and I'm so sleepy. I'll have to go to make up for my sleep."

Yu Xiaomei rubbed her head, "I'm still a little dizzy."

"Damn it?" Wang Lang came up.

"Well, I feel like there is something on the scalp."

Wang Lang checked it carefully, then wiped his hands on Yu Xiaomei's quilt, "It'll be fine if you wash your hair tomorrow morning."

Yu Xiaomei clenched her fist and hit Wang Lang hard.

He covered his quilt with anger, and Yu Xiaomei continued to make up for her.

Wang Lang was so sleepy that he squeezed Yu Xiaomei to the side, grabbed the quilt, and slept on the bed.

The two of them snatched the quilt for a long time, and the last one slept half back to back with their clothes.

I woke up in the morning and it was already past eight o'clock and I was sleeping so comfortable.

Wang Lang and Yu Xiaomei woke up almost at the same time. They sat up at the same time and turned their heads to see that the patients on the three beds next door were looking at them, with strange eyes.

One of the old men laughed and took a photo of his son who was feeding him, "If you learn from this young man, you won't let him go to the hospital. If someone is half diligent, I'll have already taken my grandson. Will he be hospitalized?"

"Dad, you were hospitalized because you were diagnosed with cirrhosis. It has nothing to do with having a grandson." The son said aggrievedly.

"Fuck!" The old man squirted about his son's face, "If you make a grandson for me, I will coax your son every day. If you coax your son, you will not have time to play mahjong. If you don't play mahjong, you won't fall down. If you don't fall down, you won't go to the hospital. If you don't go to the hospital, you won't be able to find cirrhosis. If you can't find cirrhosis, you will be happy? The root of the matter is that you don't want to have grandson for me!"

My son sorted out the logic.

It seems like there is probably nothing wrong with it.

"Dad, don't worry, after I go back, I will definitely give you a grandson day and night."

The old man touched his son's head and whispered, "If you don't have that aspect, tell me, I'm secretly hiding a can of medicinal wine under the bed."

The son blushed, "Dad, what did you say?"

Yu Xiaomei kicked Wang Lang off the bed, held the quilt in her arms, and secretly glanced at the other three beds, her face turned red, and she could hear clearly what the old man said just now.

"I'm hungry, go and buy me breakfast." Yu Xiaomei glared at Wang Lang.

"Ma Liu'er packs up her things, goes back, where can I buy breakfast?" Wang Lang urged.

Yu Xiaomei reluctantly got out of bed, and Wang Lang went out to go through the procedures.

On the way back, Yu Xiaomei clamored to eat big oranges. Wang Lang also wanted to eat something, so he went to the roadside fruit shop to buy oranges. After taking it back, Yu Xiaomei frowned and said that this was not a big orange.

Wang Lang looked confused, "What's the fucking orange?" Wang Lang pointed at the big orange in the bag.

Yu Xiaomei dragged Wang Lang to the fruit shop and pointed at a fruit, "I want to eat this big orange, not your orange."

There were a lot of people, and they all looked at Yu Xiaomei and smiled. Wang Lang's old face turned red for the first time and kicked Yu Xiaomei's ass, "This is a fucking name! Yuzi! Yuzi! Not a fucking big orange!"

Yu Xiaomei rubbed her butt, and all the customers burst into laughter.

Wang Lang bought the grapefruit and pulled Yu Xiaomei out. Halfway through Wang Lang peeled the grapefruit and handed it to Yu Xiaomei a petal. Yu Xiaomei held the grapefruit, "Don't this look like a bigger orange?"

Wang Lang, who was eating oranges, looked at the oranges in his hand and then the grapefruits.

It seems that it is really interesting.

Yu Xiaomei kicked Wang Lang angrily. The two adults in their twenties, like primary school students, kicked them back and forth and returned to their residence.

After arriving at the place, I found the fat monkey waiting at the door.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang greeted him.

The fat monkey breathed a sigh of relief, "I can't contact you, I came to find you. I heard from the neighbors that you were taken away by an ambulance and could not find you in the hospital. I'm back."

"Is there anything wrong?" Wang Lang handed Feihou a pants.

"Can you see what's wrong with Lele?"
Chapter completed!