PFC Chapter 693 Anti-80 First Bear (16)
Chapter 693 Anti-80 First Bear (16)
The doctors and nurses were quick; they arrived at the ward in no time. The nurses drew the curtains and even started to urge the people in the small private room out, saying, "Everyone, get out first. The patient needs fresh air."
The doctor glanced at the form in his hand. He clearly remembered that bed number 3 belonged to a male high school student. How come it had become a girl?
Moreover, the girl looked like she was ill.
The doctor said to Xiong Bufan in a deep voice, "Unauthorized personnel, please leave the ward. The patient needs immediate resuscitation."
Xiong Bufan said to the others, "Did you hear that? The doctor wants you to leave."
Zhao Cuilan no longer cared about being scared and reached out to pull Xiong Bufan down, saying, "Get down here and let them rescue people."
Xiong Bufan: "I'm sick too."
What illness do you have?
"I'm obsessed with love," Xiong Bufan replied confidently.
The doctors weren't interested in their farce; the patients' lives and health were their top priority.
Ji Yufan clearly couldn't hold on much longer, so he asked the nurse to kick Xiong Bufan, Zhao Cuilan, and Shi Xin out. The nurse then helped Ji Yufan onto the hospital bed.
Xiong Bufan had genuine respect for doctors and nurses, so when the nurse made a move, he didn't fight back and obediently followed her out. He even took the fruit basket from the table when he left, so it wasn't a wasted trip.
After being driven to the door, Zhao Cuilan finally regained a sliver of her senses and grabbed Xiong Bufan's wrist, asking, "Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose in coming here?"
"Did the madam send you? Let me tell you, don't try any underhanded tricks."
Xiong Bufan: "I am Ji Yufan's mother. I love him deeply, so I came to be with him."
This left Zhao Cuilan speechless. This person was Zhao Yufan's mother; how could she not know?
"Why haven't I seen you?"
Xiong Bufan: "You don't need to have met me; you just need to know who I am."
Call someone to send some more food now, I'm starving again.
Zhao Cuilan realized that this person was not a relative at all, but a madman who came to freeload.
It was an utter disgrace that she was completely outmaneuvered by a madman.
Seeing that Zhao Cuilan didn't react, Xiong Bufan nudged her with his hand, "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
Zhao Cuilan dialed that familiar number on her phone, describing the location and room number in detail, while giving Xiong Bufan a cold smile.
Madmen should stay in mental hospitals and should not be allowed to leave.
Xiong Bufan: "I want to eat apples, pears, bananas, pineapples, and durians."
After finishing the call, Zhao Cuilan said dismissively, "Okay, whatever you say."
Xiong Bufan was delighted to hear this; this was someone who was willing to feed her, so he wouldn't cripple her anymore.
Kongkong didn't want to see Xiong Bufan's silly look, and she didn't know where her previous shrewdness had gone. "Bufan, she didn't order takeout or buy fruit just now. She called the police."
Upon hearing this, Xiong Bufan's face darkened with malice. Without any attempt to hide his intentions, he asked Zhao Cuilan, "Did you call the police?"
Zhao Cuilan instinctively retorted, "No."
"You still dare to lie to me?" With that, Xiong Bufan reached out, grabbed Zhao Cuilan's head, and slammed it against the wall.
Like father, like son; Zhao Cuilan and Ji Yufan are equally disgusting.
Seeing that Xiong Bufan had made a move, Kongkong quickly blocked the surveillance footage to prevent Xiong Bufan from being caught by the police.
Red bloodstains were sprayed on the white wall, and Shi Xin was almost scared to death. This person was really too fierce.
Zhao Cuilan's breathing weakened, and Xiong Bufan turned to look at Shi Xin, "Did you call the police?"
Shi Xin quickly shook her head and said, "No, I didn't."
Xiong Bufan grinned and said, "Keep it a secret, or you'll be next."
Shi Xin tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound. The little girl in front of her was a serial killer.
After finishing his work, Xiong Bufan felt bored and turned to leave the hospital.
In this vast city of A, there was surprisingly no place for Zhao Yuru to stay.
Kongkong: Wherever you want to be, that's your home.
The guard brushed past Xiong Bufan, and amidst the alternating red and blue police lights, Xiong Bufan left the hospital step by step.
Xiong Bufan still didn't go to find Feng Qingyu, which was somewhat out of character for him.
Zhao Yuru vaguely remembered the route home, but only a general outline.
After all, people use navigation these days, so who would bother to memorize the route bit by bit?
However, these things are probably no challenge for Xiong Bufan; as long as there is a scent, she can find it anywhere.
Kongkong: "Bufan, be careful on your way back, don't wander off."
Zhao Yuru's aunt is hard of hearing, please bear with her.
"Oh, Lao Tzu is very magnanimous."
Since Xiong Bufan learned to fly, she rarely runs on her own anymore; she usually flies.
Because his running shoes were worn out, Xiong Bufan was reluctant to spend money on new ones.
This time, Xiong Bufan didn't stray from the path. Every time he stopped at a place, he would find something to eat. By daybreak, Xiong had arrived at his doorstep.
Zhao Yuru's home is in a small village in the north. The houses are all single-story and backed by mountains. There are no rivers or lakes in the village, and everyone drinks groundwater. The main road in the village is a cement road, but some of the alleys are still dirt roads.
There are only about twenty households in the village. Many young people have gone out to work, leaving only the elderly, the weak, and the children, as well as those who are reluctant to leave their homes and stay to farm.
This was Xiong Bufan's first time seeing a modern version of the countryside, and he looked around with a bit of anticipation.
Upon hearing someone approaching, the dog in the yard quickly ran to the gate, ready to guard the house. But when it discovered that it was Xiong Bufan who had returned, its tail wagged like a propeller, and it happily jumped onto Xiong Bufan, licking her face.
Looking at the puppy's shiny, healthy appearance and how attentive it was to Zhao Yuru, Xiong Bufan knew that Zhao Yuru was truly taking good care of the dog. He reached out and stroked the puppy's head, but ultimately didn't kick it.
The puppy couldn't tell that Zhao Yuru had been replaced; it only knew that its little master had returned.
When Zhao Yuru went home, she had to pass through a long corridor. The little dog led the way, running a few steps and then whimpering as it looked back, urging Xiong Bufan to hurry up.
A shout came from inside the courtyard, "Xiaomei, come home for dinner!"
Zhao Yuru's aunt, Feng Ronghua, has hearing problems. Even when she speaks softly, it sounds loud to others, let alone when she shouts.
Although Xiong Bufan was prepared, he still became cautious about his surroundings; the roar really frightened him.
Seeing that the dog hadn't returned, Feng Ronghua called out again, "Come back quickly."
The dog, nicknamed Xiaomei, stayed by Xiong Bufan's side, not in a hurry to eat.
Seeing that the dog hadn't returned, Feng Ronghua muttered a few more words, "Where did this dog go? It doesn't even know to come back for food. We should have gotten another one, so it'll feel a sense of urgency when it's time to eat..."