noffsinger Chapter 349 The Ideal Little Jew
Chapter 349 The Ideal Little Jew
Mingxin Hospital.
Zhang Lang couldn't understand what Johnny Wang was thinking. Maybe the Paw Patrol thought differently from humans. He owned a hospital and also dealt in munitions. This was really too stupid. He was worthy of being called a big yellow dog.
There are many people seeking medical treatment in Mingxin Hospital. It may be because Johnny Wang does not focus on the hospital, so the medical treatment here is not expensive. It may also be that he uses the flow of people to cover up his tracks. Who would have thought that in the basement of the hospital is Johnny Wang’s base for hiding arms.
The innocent girl didn't like the smell of disinfectant and refused to get out of the car no matter what. She held some snacks and acted cute in the car.
This girl has grown up.
In the past, she would never act coquettishly or pout like that.
A person walked into Mingxin Hospital, without using spiritual perception, but slowly walked up from the bottom floor to the top floor.
Some of the doctors and nurses in this hospital were Johnny Wang's spies. Zhang Lang used the evil eye to scan them one by one.
I have to admit that the yellow dog is still something.
Payment window.
A girl wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans was gesticulating and saying something to the toll collector.
"I only used half a bottle of IV drip, why did you charge me for a whole bottle?"
"Miss, this is the rule of our hospital."
"But you took the remaining half bottle back. Here, there is also this bill. I don't know what it is. I didn't even record it. How could you come to spend the money?"
This stingy person looks exactly like Ruan Mei, who is known as the Little Jew.
The toll collector looked at Ruan Mei speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
"Miss, I am only responsible for collecting fees. I will charge according to the bill. If you have any questions, you can go to the doctor who signed for you to confirm. Please don't affect the payment of the people behind you. Thank you."
Ruan Mei frowned, feeling extremely distressed: "I have clearly calculated it myself, and it is impossible to spend so much money. I wrote it down clearly. You see, I remember the medicine I take every day very clearly..."
She looks really cute when she is stingy. She has the same face as Zhou Wenli, but they are two different types of women.
The ideal type of human being.
Zhang Lang stared for a long time and found that Fang Zhanbo was not with Ruan Mei, which meant that the plot was wrong again.
It may also be that this was when Ruan Mei was hospitalized before she met Fang Zhanbo. She had a family hereditary disease, was usually stingy, and only ate leftovers, so it was normal for her to be sick frequently.
Ruan Mei finally handed over the money with a wrinkled face, and turned around with her hospital supplies in a daze, and bumped into Zhang Lang, who cried out and fell to the ground.
The frail Zhang Lang fell to the ground, holding his ankle in pain.
"Are you okay?" Ruan Mei's face, which was already unhappy because the medical expenses exceeded her own budget, became even more unhappy at this moment.
Looking at Zhang Lang's slightly open mouth and a nervous look as he squatted down to examine his body, he almost couldn't bear to pretend to be sick.
"I think I sprained my ankle. It hurts so much." Zhang Lang pinched the skin on his ankle hard to make it redder.
"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ruan Mei squatted down and wanted to touch Zhang Lang's ankle, but she was afraid of hurting Zhang Lang. She looked panicked and pitiful.
Zhang Lang breathed in cold air with gritted teeth, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Ruan Mei felt extremely guilty: "Just bear with it for a while, I'll go call the doctor."
"No need. I'll be fine if I just bear with it." Zhang Lang quickly grabbed the hand of Ruan Mei who was about to get up to find a doctor.
Ruan Mei bit her lips, and her originally moist lips were bitten by her white teeth, leaving some white marks: "How can this be possible? Let's call a doctor to check you out."
Zhang Lang pretended to be strong and shook his head, gritting his teeth and said, "Help me sit over there. I'll be fine after a rest."
"It's my fault that I didn't look at the road and knocked you down. I... I will pay your medical bills." Ruan Mei really didn't want to give Zhang Lang money, but she had no choice.
Zhang Lang put his hand on Ruan Mei's shoulder. Only then did Ruan Mei notice that Zhang Lang was much taller than her, and the clothes he was wearing seemed very expensive.
She was extremely panicked, thinking, oh no, this person wouldn't blackmail her for money.
After being helped by Ruan Mei to sit on the chair, Zhang Lang naturally asked, "What's your name?"
Ruan Mei was shocked. It was over, it was over. He was going to start asking her about the basic situation.
"My name is Ruan... Ruan Mei. I'm very poor. I don't have the money to pay you."
"Don't be nervous. I have responsibilities as well. I was just too anxious, otherwise I wouldn't have been hit by you."
"Ah..." Ruan Mei opened her mouth in surprise and stared at Zhang Lang blankly.
"What's wrong? I don't need to see a doctor. Just support me and take me home later."
"Oh, okay, fine." For Ruan Mei, it was of course good not to have to pay compensation, but seeing Zhang Lang frowning as if in pain, she felt reluctant in her heart. She was obviously not living well either, yet she still felt sorry for others. Although she was the one who hit Zhang Lang, she really felt sorry for the money.
"Well, after I send you home, I'll give you some medicinal wine for bruises and sprains. I just happen to have some leftover at home." Ruan Mei's voice was getting lower and lower as she finished speaking, and she felt a little embarrassed.
"Well, thank you for your help. I don't know if you can cook. It's impossible for me to cook in this state. Can you help me?"
"Oh, you can, but you have to pay for the groceries."
"Well, I have some vegetables in the refrigerator at home. You can just cook a few meals for me. I think my ankle will be almost healed in two or three days." Zhang Lang said as he put his hand on his ankle and rubbed it.
Zhang Lang's previous house was not far from here. Although no one had lived there for a while, there was someone responsible for cleaning it. He could just go back and buy some things from the system and put them in the refrigerator.
perfect.
Compared to not spending money, Ruan Mei no longer had time to consider the issue of safety. Or maybe she thought Zhang Lang looked like a good person.
"Then...it's settled then. I'll only help you cook a few meals, and you can't go back on your word."
Zhang Lang forced a smile and said, "I don't regret it, but I'll trouble you to help me get back."
Ruan Mei looked at Zhang Lang's slender figure, and then looked at the two or three handbags she had, which contained the sweaters she knitted while in the hospital: "Okay, how far do you live? Can we take the bus?"
"You can take the bus. I'll help you hold your handbag. You hold on to me. Let's go."
As Zhang Lang spoke, he supported himself with his hands on the chair and tried hard to stand up, pretending that he was afraid to touch the ground with his injured foot.