When Xiang Xi was pulled out of the car by Erpan and swung it on the ground, the surroundings were very quiet. Only the whistling of the north wind and the low whimpering of Li Hui in his throat were heard.

He raised his head and thought, "If you want to cry, just cry. This sounded so terrible, it seemed like a haunted person." But he didn't have the chance to speak. As soon as he raised his head, Erpan had already kicked him in the head.

The snow on the ground was very thin, and he could hear the sound of his forehead slamming against the stones under the snow.

He hugged his head, which was the only way to protect himself.

He didn't know what Erpan and Uncle Ping planned to deal with him and beat him to death. Uncle Ping didn't dare to do something like murder, but Erpan was not accurate.

Xiang Xi.

This is his name, which took him ten years... maybe twenty years? Or more?

Erpan raised his legs and kicked him in the stomach. He arched his back and buried his face in the snow, feeling a little breathless.

How old is he? I can't figure it out, Uncle Ping said that the piece of paper that wrote his birthday was gone, and he had no birthday. He was eighteen years old. He calculated the age according to the date that Uncle Ping said casually and did not know whether it was true or false. Maybe it was younger, maybe it was older.

Li Hui kept crying, holding her crying in her throat. The occasional sounds that slid out were full of fear and despair, adding background music to the person who was greeting Xiangxi silently.

Want to breathe.

He turned his face sideways.

Erpan pinched his neck and pressed his face into the snow, pressing it very hard. The snow was so thin, and by pressing it, his nose was pressed into the soil below, and he smelled an indescribable fishy smell.

Bloody or earthy, can't tell the difference between stupidity.

Da Jian had found the opportunity to show his loyalty in front of Uncle Ping, and he swung the stick and smashed it on him very hard.

Xiang Xi wants to dubb him, hum hahaha...

"Xiao Zhan--" Li Hui finally cried and called him in a loud voice.

Stop shouting, Xiang Xi frowned. He didn't feel that it hurts much. When she was so excited by her shrill shout, Xiang Xi felt that his whole body was smashed, and he wanted to roll around the ground in pain.

There were only three people who beat him, two Pan, Da Jian, and one boy he didn't know and was holding Li Hui.

Xiang Xi felt that if he had known that he would be greeted by such a mess of sticks, he should have eaten more and grown more meat. It would be too painful...

It broke the stick.

The bones must have been broken a lot and I can go to work again, but I don’t know if I will encounter Cheng Boyan’s car again.

Xiang Xi thought that if he encountered Cheng Boyan's car again, the expression on his face would be quite funny.

He wanted to laugh for no reason, but his face was still gnawing in the snow that was trampled into mud. He smiled happily, causing a burst of pain in his body.

"I'm still laughing!" Erpan pulled him up from the ground.

Xiang Xi couldn't stand, his legs didn't seem to be too injured, but he couldn't use any strength, and his stomach and body were very painful. He could only kneel down. If Erpan didn't grab his hair, he would definitely not be able to kneel down.

But the arms can still move.

He raised his hand and compared his middle fingers to the second plate. He couldn't speak anymore, so he just made a lip silence and cursed.

Erpan didn't say anything, raised his hand and punched him in the temple.

"Doctor Cheng," nurse Xiaojiang leaned into his head from outside the door, "Can you eat something? Pineapple crisp."

Cheng Boyan smiled and looked at the time, stood up: "You are eating in the middle of the night again?"

"You're hungry," Xiao Jiang smiled and handed him a few pieces of pineapple pastry, "There is milk at the nurse station, please get you a box?"

"I won't drink it anymore," Cheng Boyan tore open the small bag of pineapple crisps and took a bite. "I have something to do here. You can eat it. How is the situation in bed 26?"

"I just rang the bell and said it hurts," Xiao Jiang frowned, "I guess I can't sleep tonight."

"I will be transferred to the oncology department tomorrow." Cheng Boyan said.

After Xiaojiang left, Cheng Boyan sat back at the table.

I don’t know if he had a cold caused by a previous patient. He felt a little dizzy and his nose was not very comfortable. He opened the drawer and turned it over and took a pack of powder and drank it.

There was not much trouble at this time. He finished writing the admission record at hand, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then got up and stood by the window.

The night was very dark. There was no one under the tree I saw before. The whole street was very quiet. It made people feel that they could sleep for two or three days if they closed their eyes.

Xiang Xi felt very sleepy and was about to fall asleep.

I don't feel any pain in my body.

But just as he was about to fall asleep, someone slapped him, and Xueshui slapped him in the face with mud.

He opened his eyes and saw Uncle Ping's face. Without the moonlight, Uncle Ping's face looked a little strange. His eyes and nose were blurred, but he could still see his smile.

She smiled sadly.

"It's pretty good to bear it, I'll tell you, this kid is not convinced. It's a disaster to stay in front of him. Sooner or later, it will ruin big things." Erpan's voice came over, and Xiang Xi couldn't tell which side of the voice came from front, back, left and right.

"Xiao Zhan," Uncle Ping touched his face, "Uncle, I'm sorry for you. Whether your life is as big as when I picked you up was depends on luck."

Xiang Xi stared at Uncle Ping's neckline and gasped desperately. Otherwise, he would have been suffocated to death in the next second.

"Uncle has loved you," Uncle Ping moved and slowly got up, "But you are too stubborn. You are not the same as you, you make your uncle live too uncomfortable."

Xiang Xi was still staring at Uncle Ping's neckline. When Uncle Ping let go and was about to stand up, he gathered enough strength to swing his hand towards Uncle Ping's face.

Uncle Ping quickly hid back. Xiang Xi did not touch his face, but just grabbed a handful of him on the collar. Then Uncle Ping kicked him in the chest, rolled down the roadbed, and fell into the dry grass in the ditch.

Uncle Ping, Erpan and others left, did they come down before leaving, and then check out how Li Hui was doing, did she not faint or woke up again, or did she faint and woke up again... Xiang Xi didn't know these things.

The only feeling is sleepy and cold.

It's amazing that the pain is gone.

It's dawn.

The sun is out.

The weather is pretty good, hey, the sun is warm on your body.

I remember the cat who loves to hold his tail on the wall...

Xiang Xi lay in the pile of dry grass, his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, never let go.

The wind blew through the yellow dead grass, making a rustling sound, and the shadow of the grass shook on his face under the sun.

Close your eyes in the dark.

Those who can't die, they can't die, and the "another life" has not begun.
Chapter completed!