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More than ten o’clock at night
A room somewhere on Shiyuan Avenue was dark, and the raccoon dog’s arms were handcuffed, and his head was low, swinging around like a big pendulum clock.
In another room, a young man looked up at the monitoring screen with his legs on the brain table, picked up a remote control and pressed the red button decisively.
"Buzz!"
A low hum sounded, and the raccoon dog was tied with a string, or Lan Huo broke out. Then he threw himself straight from the iron chair and his eyes glazed over.
For three days, for nearly three days, Yuan Ke and others didn’t ask him a word on their own initiative, but they didn’t let him sleep, so that he was refreshed from time to time in this room.
How long has it been since the raccoon dog finished?
Where is this? The raccoon dog can’t finish it.
After three days, the raccoon dog didn’t eat a bite of rice, but he didn’t feel hungry anymore. He felt that his consciousness was vague and his heart was more anxious than fear.
"Fuck your mother what are you doing? Huh? ！” The raccoon dog slammed his head on the iron plate and shouted hysterically, "I killed Yan Kang in Wu Yao, and I shot you to avenge him. You killed me!"
First floor corridor
Yuan Ke gently rushed Xiao Jiu with one hand in his pocket and asked, "How is he?"
"I shouted yesterday, but we haven’t answered." Xiao Jiu replied.
"It’s almost time to give him an injection," Yuan Ke said after a long time.
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Hospital ward
Qin Yugang wanted someone to send some food to the ward door when he was suddenly pushed.
"Hey, buddy, did you miss me?" The old cat came in with frost and snow and two bags of takeout in his hand.
Qin Yu stunned and scolded, "You are going to die! You scared me!"
"Lao Li told me that you were scared the shit out of me when you were hurt. I almost came back that day. How do you say that you can be injured every time you do something? Are you a gunpowder or a bullet? ….. "The old cat will eat and put it on the bedside table and turn around and catch Qin Yu." Come and see where you are hurt. I know an old doctor who specializes in treating gunshot wounds in Tuzha Street. Whether it’s good or not … "
"You stay away from me. I’m afraid I’m wearing pants with a small wound."
"It’s all gentlemen. Why are you ashamed of me?"
"Hey!"
Lin Nianlei pushed the door and came in with some fruit when they were fooling around by the bed.
The old cat suddenly grinned when she heard it back. "Little fairy? ！”
Lin Nianlei glanced at the quilt and Qin Yu suddenly replied with a little spicy eyes, "Yo, is this … a husband-and-wife life?"
Chapter one hundred and ninety-five Bear!
Qin Yu was quickly dragged by more and more thick-skinned Lin Nianlei and teased, "How come you are there every time we make out?"
"Maybe I’m a witness that you two love." Lin Nianlei came into the house with fruit. "I heard that you were heroically wounded again. I came to see you on behalf of the masses."
"That’s right. I bought some to eat." The old cat greeted me.