Chapter 28:

The small teenager curled up against the wall, his breath ragged.

Suddenly, Quoc Minh wanted to return to fight those bastards one more time.

Look at what they did, all the old men and women beat down a child like that, what if they got injured?

The bastards!

"Your friend fights so hard, Hoa Hoa!"

"Don't call me Hoa Hoa, I'll beat you to death now."

The man was not only not angry, but he also laughed: "He also wants to beat me, see how my bar is messed up by you guys."

"Take a breath?", lighting a cigarette, the man took a deep breath, blowing out white smoke.

Lu Jianhua shook his head: "Okay, I quit smoking for a long time."

"You just calculate the money, if you lose anything, we will count them all, we will pay the same for you."

"Good or bad, this is a profitable business", said the monkey, even if the temple is doubled, it is not equal to the number of guests who have been kicked out and the number of days that have to be temporarily closed to restore the bar.

"Don't insult me, I won't let you lose."

Holding a cigarette between two fingers, the man humorously pointed at his face: "respect your face my friends, next time welcome you to come beat, increase brotherhood".

"Stop it, dad, I have to go", waved goodbye to the man, Lu Jianhua ran to the hospital.

"Have you heard?", different from the smiling attitude earlier, the man was murderous, his face dark as if he wanted to kill someone.

The people lying on the ground are scared to death, they are just people sitting in the office, bullying people, but they don't have the guts to provoke, let alone the man with the blood and the face of the man first. face.

They all nodded curtly.

The man nodded with satisfaction, let his juniors calculate the accounts with them, if you don't have money, don't walk out the door, call someone to come and pay for it, the man even threatened to call the police, it was useless, even even asked them if they wanted him to call for help, they were afraid of peeing blood, regretting it forever.

Broken arms, broken legs, cracked bones, must be bandaged from head to toe This is a neat summary of Dang Khoa's medical record.

When he finished eating the porridge box, Lu Jianhua and the others constantly advised him to return.

It is also correct to think that he worked very early, the rest time is also very late, now sitting next to the patient, he is afraid just like Lu Jianhua said, making a reservation for his turn to be hospitalized tomorrow.

"But it's already three o'clock, the dormitory is no longer open."

"...."

There was no other way, all three had to stay overnight at Lu Jianhua's house, he stayed to look after the sick with the reason: "I sleep during the day, nap, sleep in the afternoon, sleep at night, my spirit is better. many of you, let me take care of you."

There is no way to refute, he is indeed the one who sleeps the most in the group.

In the end, they all agreed with Lu Jianhua's opinion.

"His house is too big", no different from Tong Trach's house.

"But where are his parents?", thinking back, forgot to ask Lu Jianhua's parents again, do they bother them at this hour?

Song Trach: "They've been divorced since he was young, he's the only one in this house."

"..."

"I'm so sorry," he said indifferently.

"What's there to apologize for, I'm not him, besides, he hasn't paid attention to this for a long time," as a guide to lead Thanh Dinh and Quoc Minh upstairs, Tong Trach pointed to each room. : "except for the room on the ground floor, how many rooms are upstairs, you can choose to stay in one"

"...", I thought he would say as many rooms as there are rooms.

In pain all over his body, Dang Khoa groaned and struggled to get up.

A hand pressed him back: "You're seriously injured, lie down".

"Why am I here, who are you?"

"Quoc Minh brought you here, I'm his friend."

Hearing this, Dang Khoa was comfortable lying down: "I'm thirsty".

"Side water", crossing his legs, Lu Kien Hoa pointed to a glass of filtered water on the table.

Gently shaking his painful arm that was wrapped tightly, he gritted his teeth in pain: "Do you think I can hold a reason?", if possible, now I would rather fight him with a glass than drink.

At least Lu Kien Hoa had a bit of humanity, he inserted the straw into the glass, bent the tip of the straw slightly down, brought it to Dang Khoa's mouth, he was interesting again, so it was a bit higher than his mouth. Posted science.

Suddenly annoying people, can't get a little revenge.

Blue veins floated all over his head, Dang Khoa tried to be patient.

After all, as a benefactor who saved his life, he shouldn't be so ungrateful.

Reaching open, he shivered, wanting to suck on the straw, suddenly, the pain shot up to his brain, he groaned with tears in his eyes.

It seems that he is a bit too much, Lu Kien Hoa does not bother to joke anymore, he lowers the glass for the straw to plug into Dang Khoa's mouth, only then Dang Khoa can drink some water.

Taking a breath, the glass of water was completely empty, it seemed that he was too thirsty.

"I heard that you left home for two days?", as if not, Lu Jianhua asked casually.

"Why do you know that?!".

"Your mother came to see Quoc Minh for help."

"..."

"Do you want something to eat?"

Shamefully rejecting Lu Jianhua's kindness, Dang Khoa turned his face away, he didn't want to show others his weak appearance, especially those who were asked by his parents, so it was like talking about himself. where did he fail?

His stomach growled incessantly, but he was still determined to hold back.

Lu Jianhua looked at him with cold eyes and said: "Buy it for Quoc Minh, conveniently add your share, what's the shame, if you want to fight, you also need a life to talk."

"..."

"If I don't eat, I'll eat here, until tomorrow it will only be dumped, a waste of heaven".

Seeing that he was about to put a spoon of porridge in his mouth, Dang Khoa hurriedly said: "Wait, I ate it".

He's right, you need a life to do anything, you can't say anything when you're dead...
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It's so good, I thought I'd write it and post it for everyone to see...

I respect myself, 5:9p already, my eyes hurt