At this time, I had been stopped by the traffic police. Seeing the three traffic police walking towards me, I was thinking about what reason to drive the tow, but they looked at the license plate number of the car, took out a phone number and said a few words, then turned around and left immediately. I was stunned. Then I suddenly realized that Wang Li was the elder brother of the underworld, and this car was his. The police had just confirmed it, and after they knew it, they naturally left immediately. I was afraid of causing trouble for myself, so I shook my head, got on the accelerator, and rushed towards the hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, I ran in and looked at several yawning doctors inside. I immediately took out the ID of my supernatural time investigation team and said to them: "I am a policeman. Now several of my colleagues are injured. Treat them immediately."

The doctors didn't react at first when they saw me in, but when they heard that I was a policeman, they were like injecting chicken blood, and they suddenly became energetic. Then I pulled them to take Wang Li and the other three into the blood transfusion that should be transfusion. When I had surgery, I suddenly became idle and came to Yi Xinxing's blood transfusion ward, leaned against the bed, and fell asleep unknowingly.

To be honest, I rarely know what dreams feel like since I graduated from college. Maybe it’s really like Cui Zuofei said. We practitioners generally don’t dream. The only two or three times I have had after graduation from college is the dream that predicts the future. Some people may think it’s good not to dream. It’s dawn when they close their eyes. In fact, it’s not like this. I really haven’t dreamed for a long time and I missed the feeling of being able to travel in the sky when I dreamed. I remember when I was a child, I wanted to fly, so I could fly in the dream, but every time I flew into the air, I wouldn’t fly, but I wouldn’t fly, but I fell from the sky. Sometimes I urinated next to a lake or stream in my dream, and wet the bed. Speaking of which, in fact, a person’s dream when he was a child had the function of predicting it, but at that time, he didn’t think about these things at all.

The next day, I was shaken by Cui Zuofei. As soon as I opened my eyes, I looked at myself lying beside Yi Xinxing's bed. Seeing that the bed was empty and Yi Xinxing was not there, Cui Zuofei handed me a bowl of porridge. After I took it, I took it and swallowed it. There was no way. I was so hungry. I was too tired yesterday.

But as soon as I drank it, I vomited it out. It was not because of the hotness, but because I felt that what I drank was not porridge, but because of his loneliness. Cui Zuofei, the turtle-bag, seems to have been reduced recently. I have at least five spoons of salt in this small bowl. He dared to take out this porridge for people to drink, and he was not afraid of poisoning people.

Cui Zuofei looked at me and said a little angry, "Fuck me, I made a lot of effort after fiddling for a whole morning, did you vomit like this?"

"I rub it, you just ruined the rice when you make porridge." I said without any politeness.

"No, after I made it today, Wang Li and Huangpu Duan both said it was delicious." Cui Zuofei said with his head over.

I felt a little contempt in my heart, and Wang Li was obviously embarrassed to speak. When Huangpu Duan and his team were special forces, they probably had eaten all kinds of animals and insects raw. Although your porridge is rather amazing, it is still within his ability to withstand it. Suddenly, I saw Yi Xinxing not in bed and asked carefully: "Why is it your porridge that poisoned him to the operating room but washed his intestines?"

Cui Zuofei looked at me with a contempt look and said, "Old Yi likes it very much. He swallowed a bowl in one breath. Did you go to the bathroom to rinse your mouth before you finished eating?"

I looked at Cui Zuofei and sighed. I really don’t know if he is naive or should he be innocent.

"Forget it, Brother Cui, I'll treat you to dinner together later." I took out my wallet and looked at it. It was still a little money, so it should be fine to have some meals.

"Sure, haha, I want to eat KFC." Cui Zuofei said immediately.

"Hang, Brother Cui, why are you doing that thing? I won't say it's not nutritious, and I'm so mean to cheat my father. It's better to drink your porridge." I said to Cui Zuofei. Actually, what I said was not unfounded. I remember that I went to KFC once before. At that time, KFC was going to produce rice bowls, and I said "the taste of mother". After the eyes finished eating, the comments that came back were: Your mother cooked the food was just like this! Your mother gave you such a little food! Your mother is a stepmother! You ate your sister.

We were happy at that time. We didn't mean that we supported domestic products, but we didn't know why so many people liked to eat such junk foods from KFC. In the eyes of foreigners, we were treated as treasures. I remember that I heard a junior high school student say that he was used to eating KFC every day. If he didn't eat KFC a day, he was so hungry. When I heard this, I felt that this guy had been born for decades and was another Dong Cunrui, a guy who admired foreigners. According to him, he had eaten rice for more than ten years. Why didn't he say he was hungry when he didn't eat it?

Many elementary school students, middle school students, and even many college students are like this. They always feel that foreign things are good. When going out with their friends, they always feel that they are good to go to foreign restaurants. But are those things really full by heart? That is, they pretend to be a literary youth.

Anyway, I really like to eat in Chinese restaurants. On the one hand, it is a matter of habit. I am used to eating Chinese food. At least I will not be like some people, after eating Chinese food for more than ten years, after eating one or two Western food, or some junk food from abroad, and immediately praise Western food or those junk foods.

Some people always say patriotism, but they have always used foreign things in many aspects. As far as I know, the Japanese never use other countries' electrical appliances, they all use their own countries.

Ahem, forget it, it was a bit far. Anyway, I heard that Cui Zuofei was going to eat KFC and immediately shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's better to go hungry to eat that thing."

"Haha, I know you don't like eating those foreign things. Let's go and have fried noodles later." Cui Zuofei patted my shoulder and said.

At this time, Yi Xinxing also came out of the toilet. I obviously saw that Yi Xinxing's lips had swollen. I don't know how many times he had brushed it. The porridge made by Cui Zuofei was indeed a bit cunning. After chatting with each other for a while, he put on his clothes and went out for dinner. Yi Xinxing was very injured, and the capillaries on his skin were ruptured, which was not too serious. Shi Zhenhang and Wang Li were both seriously. They both lost too much blood. Now they are observing.
Chapter completed!