Self-cultivation of Kuaichuan Green Tea

Chapter 80 The Ordinary Little Dentist (5)

It was still the Bai family's hospital.

After Wei Meng was sent, she was lying on the hospital bed in a daze, showing no signs of waking up, and Bai Zisu had a headache.

"You go, I'll watch her." Qu Lingyuan sat on the family seat carelessly with Erlang's legs crossed.

Bai Zisu stared at her legs, and the occupational disease came again: "Crossing your legs for a long time may cause leg deformities, knee pain, or knee arthritis, and it will also compress the nerves in the legs. Causes lumbar vertebral strain, resulting in lateral deviation of the spine.”

The air is quiet.

The atmosphere was awkward for a few seconds, and Qu Lingyuan silently lowered her crossed legs.

Are all PhDs like this?

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It was already noon when Wei Meng woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qu Lingyuan sitting at the table near the hospital bed.

There is also a drawer of steamed buns in front of me.

She held the chopsticks between her two white and slender fingers, with a proud expression and slightly parted red lips, she didn't look like she was eating, but rather like a social sister who smoked.

A chopstick twirled around at the fingertips and slammed into a bun.

Wei Meng shuddered when she saw it.

"Where's Brother Zisu?"

Qu Lingyuan glanced at her lightly, with a bun stuffed in her mouth, her face full of satisfaction: "I'm going to work."

The tone was vague and outrageous, barely understandable.

Wei Meng frowned, this woman is really not elegant, she eats so vulgarly.

As if seeing Wei Meng's thoughts, Qu Lingyuan smiled halfway, and said in an extremely casual way, "Not in front of people, of course I don't have to care about my image."

For a moment, Wei Meng didn't understand her accusations, and said in disgust, "What are you doing here?"

Qu Lingyuan cleaned up the leftovers on the table, and then said slowly: "Since Miss Wei doesn't need me, then I'll go first."

Shaking the plastic bag in her hand, she walked out of the ward with catwalks, her heeled shoes rattled, leaving only the smell of steamed stuffed buns in the room.

Wei Meng's stomach was empty, and she sat up from the bed smelling the fragrance, feeling dizzy again.

This woman is real, I guess I told Brother Zisu to stay and take care of her, but he didn't even bring her a meal.

Reluctantly laying back on the bed, it was only after Qu Lingyuan recalled the meaning of Qu Lingyuan's sentence "If I'm not in front of people, of course I don't have to care about my image".

Angry in her heart, Wei Meng took out her mobile phone and called her little sister who was out of society, her voice was like a poisonous spider with a coiled silk hole.

"Hello? Help me block someone."

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Qu Lingyuan came home and lay on the bed.

Yi Ling floated over in a gloomy manner.

"You don't care about me anymore!"

Qu Lingyuan was confused: "What's wrong with me?"

"Hehe, I just want to see when you will remember if I don't remind you." Yi Ling sat cross-legged in the air, looking at her with contempt.

After racking her brains, Qu Lingyuan clapped her hands and suddenly realized: "Did I not draw skills?"

"Hehe, it's already the second day, I don't think you need any skills."

Angrily, Yi Ling squeezed out of the window and ignored her.

Qu Lingyuan stared at the window for a long time but couldn't find Yiling's shadow.

Alas, this is all right.

Qu Lingyuan lay down on the bed in despair and covered her head.

I go to work in the afternoon and go shopping in the evening.

Passing by the alley, she was stopped by someone.

A few girls with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple hair were standing there holding baseball bats, very arrogant.

Qu Lingyuan sneered, did she really think she was a clown girl?
Ugly is more or less the same.

"Should die!" Several younger sisters gathered around without saying a word.

The lines are so corny.

Qu Lingyuan complained silently, reaching out to stop them.

"Wait for me to put something." She carefully put the soy sauce bottle on the side of the road, and returned to the encirclement obediently.

With long hands and long legs, he stands out from the crowd surrounded by others.

The opponent starts to act.

"Do you know what my dad does?"

At this time, she couldn't help but put on a show, grabbed a long arm, strangled a young girl's neck, and snatched the baseball bat from her hand.

With strength in the waist and legs, the foot kicked out fiercely, and one kick flew away.

The second kick came one after another, and the movements were smooth and flowing, all of which hit the sore spot.

Not long after, all the little sisters fell to the ground.

"Go and check, Qu Jingqing, the champion of the [-]kg class in the National Sanda Championships," Qu Lingyuan said coldly, "It's a pity that he can't beat me now. "

The original owner, the girl's fighting skills seemed to be innate. After she got it, Qu Lingyuan inherited her peerless martial arts from kindergarten to university graduation.

Although I haven't done it since I joined the work, I have never been unfamiliar with it.

Wei Meng's calculation was wrong.

How many juniors dare to dig your ancestor's grave?
Picking up the soy sauce bottle on the side of the road, Qu Lingyuan turned around and was about to leave. The young ladies behind her struggled to get up from the ground one after another, picking up baseball bats and trying to catch up.

The sound of a police car was heard not far away.

Some timid and kind-hearted passer-by called the police, and the roaring police car stopped on the side of the road. When the police came, they saw a few colorful young ladies.

And a good girl with a soy sauce bottle.

"What's the matter with you!" The police uncle looked like he was in his 50s, and his face was full of sternness.

The little sisters wanted the villain to complain first: "She hit us!"

The uncle obviously didn't believe it, and there was no monitoring in this place: "Do you have any evidence?"

"This" they looked at each other speechlessly.

Just now Qu Lingyuan tortured and killed them all, hitting her buttocks, lower abdomen and chest, bruises are definitely inevitable, but the question is, who has the nerve to show this kind of place to the uncle?

Although they don't learn well, they still need to save face.

Qu Lingyuan took advantage of this time to reach into her bag and wipe some lipstick on her arms.

It's fake, but it's night and there are no lights in the alleys.

"Uncle policeman, they obviously beat me," Qu Lingyuan stretched out her arms to show him aggrieved, "I just came out to buy soy sauce for my mother."

In view of the image gap between the two groups, the uncle chose to trust Qu Lingyuan and asked his colleagues to escort the young girls into the police car.

Bai Zisu, who also passed by nearby after shopping, caught up with Qu Lingyuan watching the police car leave, and was still waving goodbye to the uncle in the window.

"What's going on?" He also had a bottle of soy sauce in his hand.

Qu Lingyuan was in a very good mood and looked at him with a smile.

"What a coincidence, you also come to make soy sauce?"

　Thank you, Ayao Wusi, for your Bing Kuo Luo~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)