Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

After observing for three full days, Jiang Fengming sneaked in as a sewer repairman.

It was only when I entered that I learned that Zhou Mochen was in the medical department.

In order not to make a trip in vain, he found an opportunity to cut his arm with a knife, and the blood trickled down his fingers to the ground.

A prison guard saw this and exclaimed, "Are you injured? I'll take you to the medical department to get bandaged."

"Thank you, I have a coagulation disorder, and I may need to hurry up." Jiang Fengming dragged his injured arm and followed the prison guards to the medical department.

The department covers a total of dozens of square meters. There are three beds in the room, one of which is surrounded by a white curtain, and the other two beds are empty.

Jiang Fengming guessed that Zhou Mochen was behind the white curtain.

Now there is a problem, how to get the doctor and the prison guard out?
"Hello, policeman, I seem to have left something in the prison cell, a screwdriver." Jiang Fengming looked at the prison guard in panic.

"What!" The prison guard turned pale.

You know, there are no controlled knives or sharp objects in prisons.

Incidents of wounding and even homicide can easily occur.

The prison guards couldn't care less, turned around and ran out, leaving only one helpless doctor in the medical department.

"Your wound is a little deep, you need a tetanus." After the doctor finished speaking, he turned his head and prepared the injection tools and medicines. Unexpectedly, the pain in the back of his head softened and he lost consciousness.

Jiang Fengming moved very neatly. He dragged the fainted doctor to the hospital bed and closed the curtain.

The man allowed himself to bandage the wound, and while walking towards the innermost hospital bed, he opened the white curtain, and saw a scrawny young man.

The face is somewhat familiar, but it is a bit thin and out of shape, but it is still unrecognizable.

He is Zhou Mochen.

Perhaps it was because of the abnormal noise that the sleeping boy woke up.

When he saw Jiang Fengming's face, he frowned subconsciously, and his voice was cold and heartless: "How did you get in?"

"Come to see you, Zhou Mochen."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll call someone over?"

"I just want to ask you one thing, just one thing, and I will leave after I finish." Jiang Fengming didn't beat around the bush, and went straight to the point: "Did Huo Qi break your leg?"

This is just his guess, why ask?It is more or less seductive.

But what he didn't expect was that this time Zhou Mochen didn't go crazy like last time, but said calmly and calmly: "Yes."

It was really Huo Qi!
"Why did he break your leg?" Jiang Fengming asked, he didn't have enough time, if the prison guard came back, he had to leave here immediately.

At that time, if I want to see Zhou Mochen again, I am afraid that the chances will not be many.

"Want to know? You want to know why you didn't ask him directly?" Zhou Mochen's 'he' here probably refers to Huo Qi.

"If I could ask him, I wouldn't ask you."

"Hmph, if I had the chance, I would kill him with my own hands. I hate him to the bone."

"I hate him for taking my legs and now taking my life."

Zhou Mochen's mood was crazy for a moment, perhaps because he was lying on the bed, but after a few minutes, he regained his calm mood.

"Back then, when Jiang Niannian returned to country R suddenly, Huo Qi was restricted from leaving the country, and he could only catch me when he was furious for a while."

"Although I said those words on purpose to anger him, why did he take my legs away?"

"If it wasn't for my tenacious willpower, maybe I would have died in that mud hut in the suburbs."

"He shot me in the knee. He just wanted my life by leaving me in the middle of nowhere to fend for myself."

The young man's eyes were dark and bloodshot, and his pupils were bloodshot, looking a little scary.

Although I don't know how much of what he said is true or false, it is definitely not completely true.

His spirit was a little abnormal, but his thinking logic was extremely clear, and he even started to sow discord.

"Jiang Fengming, do you like Jiang Niannian?"

"You must like her, otherwise why are you willing to help her do these things?"

"If you knew Huo Qi was a dangerous person, would you still let him stay with Jiang Niannian?"

The boy sat up slowly, he wanted to get closer and said, but his frail arms were trembling, so he propped up half of his body.

Jiang Fengming glanced sideways at the door, as if he could hear some footsteps coming this way.

time is limited.

"Zhou Mochen, what you did before was to get revenge on Huo Qi? Because he broke your leg, because he wanted you to die in the wilderness."

"Yes." The young man smiled lowly: "I just wanted to take revenge on him, but I failed. I didn't expect his life to be so tough."

"Perhaps because he has done too many bad things, God dare not accept him."

"Jiang Fengming, you like Jiang Niannian, why don't you go grab it? Do you think that Jiang Niannian will remember you in the future if you are so calm and warm-hearted?"

"No, if you continue to stand by like this, you will never let her look at you again in this life."

"Jiang Fengming! You are a coward, you dare not even say you like it, do you deserve to be a man?"

A few simple words actually really angered Jiang Fengming.

The man ground his molars, stepped closer to the frail boy, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, his voice seemed to come out from between his teeth: "What right do you have to say these things in front of me?"

"Nian Nian, it was because of you that he was admitted to the hospital. You almost killed him, do you understand?!!!"

The prison guards heard the sound.

"7026 Who are you talking to?!"

"Hands up, who the hell are you?"

"Doctor, doctor! How are you, doctor?"

Three or five prison guards with guns rushed in at once, and the black muzzle of the gun pointed at Jiang Fengming.

As long as he has any abnormal behavior, he will die under the gun.

"I'm here to repair the sewers. I didn't knock the doctor out. He fainted himself." Jiang Fengming didn't know where he learned it, and he didn't change his expression when he lied.

Zhou Mochen looked at it and laughed: "Anyone can get in, and this prison is not as solid as imagined."

He was revealing to the prison guards that Jiang Fengming was a suspect sneaking in.

However, Jiang Fengming didn't do any weird behavior, he just bandaged the wound in the medical department.

No matter how much the prison guards want to make meritorious service, they will not take advantage of the status of an ordinary worker.

In their eyes, they only believe what they see in front of them, and they don't listen to the nonsense of criminals.

"7026, from your tone, you are full of confidence. It seems that your illness is almost recovered. Why don't you go back to the cubicle today?"

The prison guards are very indifferent to these criminals, and they are very polite to Jiang Fengming, a sewer worker with a strange identity.

"Sir, since the wound has been bandaged, I'll send you out, you won't stay here for long."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Fengming had already got what he wanted to know, so he didn't want to stay any longer.