C63 Make Way for Me!

"Fatty, Commander, do you believe me? This matter is not easy to deal with. If Miss Fang can't handle it, I'll skin the two of you. . . "

Xiao Qiangbing sat in the carriage, his face flushed red, and tears streamed down his face.

"Alright, Qiangzi, don't worry. Dr. Zhao Yongfu will definitely be fine. Oh, right. What about the money? "

Liang Shuai became anxious.

He deliberately rubbed his neck, indicating that he had given the rental car a big gold chain or something.

"Fatty, commander, give whatever you have. Isn't he from China? Where's your passport? Give it to him. I'll give them the interest for how much it costs. "

Xiao Qiangbing said resolutely, afraid that Liu Dapeng would not listen, so he tried his best to push his elbow behind him.

In front, a few traffic police officers were on duty. When they saw that the people in their cars were in a special situation, they immediately stopped them.

A thin traffic police officer stopped the car and wanted to see their ID.

Xiao Qianbing originally wanted to chase him away, but he suddenly felt something in his pocket. He quickly took out a card and shouted at him:

"UN Police Xiao Qiangbing, ID card"

The ID card was a valid ID card for every international employee.

The traffic policeman took a look and pointed to a few large buses beside him, explaining:

"Got it. But please wait a moment! The vehicles were filled with officers from various departments, newspapers, and television stations. They were going to the presidential palace to take part in important business. . . "

The sky started to drizzle, and the sky darkened. Lightning frequently flashed in the distance.

Fang Yitong and Monica were stuck on Xiao Qiangbing's body. They had long lost their spirits and leaned weakly on him. They could clearly feel that they were trembling all over.

What officials? What reporters? Xiao Qiangbing looked at the long motorcade. He gently put the two girls down and grabbed his neck. He stared into Xiao Qiangbing's eyes and said, word by word, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing. . .

"Listen to me, their condition is serious. No matter what kind of officer they are, get out of my way, or else. . . Xiao Qiangbing looked at Xiao Qiangbing and said, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing, Xiao Qiangbing. . . "

He raised his fist, looked at the other party's baton, and said with killing intent:

"You won't have a chance to use it in this lifetime, do you hear me?"

The traffic police had never seen such a situation before, but they could tell from the face of this policeman that if this punch landed, they would definitely be lying on the ground.

Liang Shuai hurriedly explained the simple situation to him and consoled him, "Brother, life is at stake. Quickly go and make an exception. "

The traffic policeman had just walked to the intersection. Fatty Liu did not care about that anymore. He drove his car and ran around in the rolling traffic. The horn kept ringing.

"Everyone, everyone, please wait a moment. That man is from the peacekeeping headquarters. He brought two women with him and asked the bandits to injure him. He. . . "The traffic policeman knew that he could not afford to offend the people on the bus, so he stood at the entrance and explained.

The driver slammed the steering wheel heavily, his face full of anger.

At first, the people on the bus were filled with righteous indignation. A chubby aunty like woman said with a kind expression:

"My opinion is different from yours. Any country must respect women. This young man is so caring. Is there such a man in Helis?"

Her words caused a thousand ripples. About half of the women stood up and condemned those who had no conscience.

Furthermore, the convertible drove past the crossroad towards the northeastern dirt road.

Xiao Qiang Bing was so angry that he wanted to scold Fatty Liu again. Liang Shuai quickly explained that the clinic's rent was cheap, and it was not Fatty Liu's fault to drive it in the suburbs.

Hearing that he was so anxious, Fang Yitong opened her eyes in high spirits. Her eyelids were already swollen like peaches. She looked at Xiao Qiangbing and asked sadly:

"Qiangbing, I. . . I'm so ugly. If I don't get better. . . How am I going to teach the children in the future?"

Xiao Qiang Bing was not in the mood to appreciate her appearance. He quickly comforted her:

"Miss Fang, you're quite pretty. Not only are you beautiful, but you're also beautiful. In my heart, you're the most beautiful woman in China, because, you're brave and kind. . . "

A fine rain fell from the sky, and the rain mercilessly fell on them.

She allowed the rain to fall on her scarred face, and said with a faint smile, "Really? From the very beginning, she wanted to open a Kong Meng Cultural School here, teach them culture, and understand China's culture. Later. . . Sigh, do you know why Monica has a good relationship with me. . . "

When little Monica heard her talk about herself, she raised her hand and wanted to hold her hand. She suddenly broke a bone in her hand and retracted her hand in pain. She prayed softly with a face full of cold sweat:

"Sister, sister, God will bless you, you won't die. . . "

After Fang Yitong came here, she first contacted the relevant departments and then went to various places to look for children of appropriate age to enroll.

Then, she was found among a group of children in ragged clothes.

She had a delicate and pretty appearance and a pair of big watery eyes. She was as pure as water and there was no lack of quick-wittedness. Hence, she recruited her as a student for free.

When Xiao Qiangbing observed Monica, he discovered that her condition was even more serious than before. She was trembling all over, and her face was much paler than before.

Along the way, Xiao Qiangbing hugged the two of them tightly, transmitting their body temperature and saying all kinds of comforting words. Finally, they made it to Zhangqing Yongfu Clinic.

This was an ordinary apartment. The sign of the clinic was hung at the door, and two local employees were fiddling with the equipment.

When they went in, Liang Shuai shouted with a loud voice:

"Dr. Zhao, Elder Zhao, someone is coming from our hometown. Hurry up and come out. It's a seriously ill patient. "

"Sigh, sigh, what about this. . . " A man with a white face and a small mustache teased behind the screen.

Xiao Qiangbing placed the two patients on the bed, pulled open the curtain, and went in.

Dr. Zhao was lying on the bed with a wet towel on his forehead. A thin tube was hanging by the side, and he was receiving infusion.

He forced himself to say that he was sick. He also said that the epidemic in this place was serious and the virus was wreaking havoc. The difference between this place and domestic public health and epidemic prevention was too great.

Fatty Liu was still urging him to get up to diagnose. Xiao Qiangbing sized him up a few times and immediately stopped Fatty:

"Damn Fatty, I want to f * cking kill you! This fellow can't even understand himself, yet he still treats people. . . Let me ask you, is there only wandering doctor in your hometown? "

As he spoke, his gaze was serious as he waited for Dr. Zhao. His attitude was exceptionally firm.

Dr. Zhao lowered his head and was still thinking about how to quibble. Xiao Qiangbing lifted an alley by the bed and habitually said:

"The number of white belts that specialize in treating patients increases, but the period of their menstruation doesn't drop. The period of their menstruation is chaotic. Bastard thing, right?"

His entire body was filled with killing intent, and he was also a police officer. At the same time, he discovered all kinds of flyers and advertisements. Doctor Zhao hurriedly got up, smiled, and said sincerely:

"Also, and, first, your illness is very serious. Second, I can cure it. Three, no one else can cure it. Fourthly, the fee is a little expensive, officer. . . "

From the person who posted the small advertisement to the private slaughter hospital of some department, this fellow did not hide anything. Xiao Qiangbing grabbed his neck collar, looked at the needle in his hand, and said fiercely:

"I'll give you three months. You must change your career, or else I'll directly arrest you and hand you over to the local police to deal with you. "

"Rumble. . . "

A storm suddenly descended in the Crown Prince City. The entire city was covered in an airtight fog. The convertible drove slowly like a snail. A dim light, like a death god's soul summoning flag, gave people an inexplicable sense of fear.