In addition to the slightly more blood flow and looking a little miserable, it can also effectively avoid unscientific events that can still be unscathed in such cases.

It can be said that the time when that force evacuated was just right.

Chen Du shrank his left palm, which was still conscious, nodded and smiled at Miao Weiting who was anxious aside: "Okay! Then go to the hospital together."

"I can't make any mistakes in my palm."

"We have to rely on it to make a living in the future!"

Miao Weiting, who has received the promise, is really not a big deal.

He pulled Chen Du out of this residential area and took a triple-bangzi. He didn't walk the avenue and went straight to the alley to the outpatient hall of Xuanwu Hospital. He registered, inspected, received injections, and sutured them. He didn't bring any less.

The one who looked at the wound for them was a middle-aged doctor with unique experience. He shouted as soon as he saw this.

Looking at these two boys, the eyes were like caring for mentally retarded children.

"Did you two learn the camera on TV? Are you playing with the sword with your bare hands?"

"Fortunately, you still know that you are afraid. This person holding the knife did not dare to exert too much force, and this person who drew the knife did not kill him."

"Otherwise, the muscles in the palm of your hand may have to be cut off."

"When you get a second-class disabled person, I see how you will live the rest of your life!"

"A good student, don't want to study, just think about making a fool of yourself."

As the largest tertiary comprehensive hospital in Xuanwu District, the most patients in this district receive.

They also recognize the school uniforms of the 204 Middle School, which is naturally particularly famous.

This school caused a lot of minor injuries and minor injuries due to fighting. After a while, it was possible for him to take the role of ordinary surgeons like him to get the right seat.

After hearing this, Chen Du had a teaching expression on his face.

But Miao Weiting felt very wronged.

My friend is obviously brave enough, so why is he misunderstood so much?

Miao Weiting looked at him with such eyes as he was young, but he was so numb that he didn't care, but he couldn't stand the same eyes when others looked at his sincere friends with the same eyes.

So, Miao Weiting, who was slightly excited, wanted to refute the doctor who was applying medicine to Shen Du's palm: "No, doctor... we met..."

Chen Du quickly coughed twice, and stopped Miao Weiting's rebuttal.

Just kidding, he also thought of packing his handbag and hurried to school to get rid of this matter, so he could attend the class with ease.

Yesterday, Miao Weiting swears at his house that he wants to make progress together. Today, just for a temporary verbal dispute, the hospital finally gets involved and informed the police to report it with the right to inform the police, then the matter will not be limited to the matter of one police station.

What can be explained in the following two or three sentences. If the case is filed seriously, it will take more than half a month to struggle. Strictly speaking, his palm is rubbing a layer of skin, which is really not worth it.

After being interrupted by Chen Du, Miao Weiting's self-dispute stopped.

He didn't know why Chen Du didn't let him say it, but it didn't affect his obedience to his friends' wishes and instructions.

The two of them had tortured their wounds. When they came out again, it was already noon. They walked back to the school with their schoolbags on their backs. Miao Weiting asked out his questions on the way.

"I said Shen Du, why did you pull me just now?"

After Chen Du finished analyzing the reason for Miao Weiting, the tall man who was already dead-stricken with Chen Du threw his schoolbag angrily: "How can that be! Did this matter let him pass by so quietly?"

"Then you're suffering too much!"

"You are brave enough to do justice. If you put it on someone you don't know, you have to go to social news!"

"Chendu, you can't go back to school without saying a word! Then how can I get through my heart!"

Hearing this, Chen Du smiled indifferently. He shook his left hand, which was actually not very painful, towards Miao Weiting, and said to the other party: "I said, are we two people we don't know?"

"We are classmates. Didn't you say I'm your best friend?"

"Isn't it a matter of unshirkable to save the most precious life of my friend?"

"If I use this to promote it and repay kindness, can I still be called your true friend?"

"If a good friend looks at this, it will change its taste and it doesn't make sense!"

"If you really feel sorry for it, then every afternoon during breaks, please ask me to go to the convenience store to drink a bottle of yogurt."

"I don't know what happened recently. After getting up early in the morning, I'm so hungry that I'm so special."

"The large porcelain bottle of yogurt is full and nourishes the stomach. If you treat me, I will save money. It's very cost-effective."

"After counting like this, there will be one and a half semesters, a total of more than two hundred suns and moons. You will have to spend money this time!"

After saying this, he was so happy that he continued to walk forward as if he had taken advantage of some big advantage.

But after walking three or four meters, I found that Miao Weiting had not kept up.

Chen Du was a little strange. He turned his head and looked behind him, but found that this fierce buddy who had fought was crying with his head raised.

Perhaps seeing that he turned around, he quickly lowered his head and wiped it, and put all the pot on the damn sandstorm in Beijing.

"I'm really a ghost. It's winter yet, the wind is so hard."

He smiled deeply and turned his head back for the sake of the other party's face. He waved his hand hard in front and pointed to the gate of the 204 Middle School that was about to arrive, and changed the topic kindly for his friend.

"The goal is about to arrive, let's rush!"

"Yeah! OK!"

Miao Weiting was filled with nasal sounds by the uncontrollable nose, but she still couldn't resist his growing mouth and his heartfelt smile. He followed his first friend in his life, followed him and shouted the slogan that had accompanied him and his close friend for many years: "Come on!"

Two figures, no sorrow.

Some are longing for the future and infinite confidence that tomorrow will be better.

There are still many follow-up incidents on Xiao Shendu, but no matter what, he will treat the injury if he has injuries and treat the illness if he has illness. Whether it is pain or problem, there are traces to follow and can be solved.

But if this matter is not so wonderful if it is placed on the heavy depression of the real world.
Chapter completed!