The bald smell speech face a slight change slowly opened his eyes fierce than mercilessly stared at Mo Yifan, then closed his eyes and cocked his head again and showed a half-dead look.
Mo Yifan listened to the corridor and seemed to have a few more people standing quietly in this heart. Look at this man’s image and his bald skull suddenly turned white.
There is no doubt that this guy is definitely not a good person, but a fugitive from prison, probably beaten like this by the police in the process of being chased.
It’s just pretending that his roots aren’t badly hurt. He should have deliberately made himself look like this, guarding him. The police are paralyzed, and then he can take the opportunity to escape.
Mo Yifan felt a little pain in his head, and he was tortured by that rude doctor in this hospital all night. He even put himself in this gloomy danger together. When this guy wants to escape, he will probably be the first to ask for it.
Mo Yifan won’t be afraid of him, the escaped prisoner with a lame leg, but wait a minute. If Xia Wei or Yuan Rou comes, will this dead bald head be passionate about it?
This feeling is like a hungry wolf in a cave, which seems to hurt the wolf, but the wolf is unlikely to spare a living person. Since the dead bald head has not been challenged, it is impossible for him to live with it first, otherwise there will be more lawsuits. The police will not convict you because of your personal judgment.
This matter is troublesome. Mo Yifan frowned and dared not relax in the slightest, thinking about ways to deal with it.
Ten minutes later, a string of high-heeled shoes clattered on the terrazzo floor in the corridor, and the sound was urgent, but the owner was anxious to hear it.
Mo Yifan didn’t go to see it and knew that the bearer was Yuan Rou, his personal secret.
When Yuan Rou stayed in the villa, she looked like an ordinary nanny, but when she got outside, she turned into a white-collar woman with full temperament.
Yuan Rou guards the police officer at the door, wades through two sentences, and then walks in with a twist on the elegant pace.
The bald guy probably smelled the fragrance of Yuan’s soft body. First he shrugged his nose, then he suddenly opened his eyes and released a greedy look like a hungry wolf.
Mo Yifan laughed darkly, but pretended not to see it. He looked up at Yuan Rou cheerfully and said, What are you doing here? I didn’t break my arm or leg, so you didn’t take care of it.
Yuan came to Mo Yifan’s bed with a soft face and a nervous face, crouched down slightly, carefully stroked Mo Yifan’s forehead and said with a sigh, How can you? Oh, you don’t know how worried my Wei is when I hear this news? Oh, are you okay? Wei came to say that she is good at taking care of people, but I really don’t trust me, so I will come and see if I need Wei’s care before I go back to change her.
It’s okay. I’m really unattended
Mo Yifan said with a squint that he saw the bald head on the opposite side of the bed and stared at Yuan Rou, who was round and full of buttocks because of squatting, and was desperately swallowing saliva.
Uh, Sister Yuan, will you come and sit here? Are you tired of squatting like this?
Mo Yifan, although nothing happened in Yuan Rou, still felt uncomfortable when she found another man staring at her psychosexuality. She also dragged the dead bald head to the bed to kick his ass.
I’m fine
Yuan Rou didn’t feel strange at all, and he felt a little guilty about Mo Yifan. He squatted a little and caressed Mo Yifan’s arm. Suddenly, he found that Mo Yifan’s hand needle had fallen to one side. Suddenly, he was surprised and asked, Oh, you didn’t know that the needle had fallen, and you said that no one was taking care of the doctor. Come on, doctor!
Mo Yifan tried to stop the smell speech from coming, but he was angry and funny, but his heart was also touched by a hint of light.
Chapter one hundred and one Flee late at night
Mo Yifan’s bald head lived in this ward, and it was obviously the doctor’s key care ward, Yuan Rou, who just called two, and saw the overbearing doctor, a nurse, come running in a hurry.
Hey, the needle really fell off.
The freckled nurse looked at Mo Yifan in amazement and examined the back of his hand again. Seeing that the back of his hand was normal, she frowned and shook her head. It seemed that she was puzzled how the needle fell so cleanly.
When the overbearing doctor monitored Mo Yifan and got another needle, he couldn’t help but laugh and cry when he looked at the clarification liquid dripping into his body again.
I managed to fool the doctors and nurses away before he said with a bitter face, Sister Yuan, please don’t make a fuss again. I pulled out this needle. The doctor is an idiot. No matter what disease or injury the patient has, it is always anti-inflammatory and calming. It seems that he won’t do anything other than antibiotics and sedatives. Too much of this medicine will do harm to people’s health. Alas, I’d better pull it out. You can’t stop screaming.
Mo Yifan pulled the needle out again and made a face at Yuan Rou, saying, Please help me to pour out all the potions while no one is around, so that they won’t have to stick them in my body when they see it.
Yuan Rou followed Mo Yifan for a few days and knew that Mo Yifan’s medical skill was good. Since he said that the medicine was not good, it was really bad, so he stretched out his tongue and looked out stealthily. Did the doctors and nurses immediately pick up more than half of the bottles of potions left and come to the window to squeeze all the potions in the plastic bottles, and then hung them on Mo Yifan’s bedside with the bottles?
When two people were tossing around here, Mo Yifan also took a look at the bald head. Seeing this guy, a pair of thieves’ eyes kept staring at Yuan Rou, which made me even more angry. Then he thought to himself that when it was late at night, the dead bald head was bound to abscond from this ward, but look at this guy. If Yuan Rou stayed in this ward, it would be strange if he didn’t call her mind.