Song Qingwan lay down weakly on the hospital bed with a pale and desperate face. She didn't finish lying down, and she stretched out her hand to pull the white quilt to the top of her head. The whole person was like a newly dead corpse, and the whole hospital bed was exposed. I'm dead, don't disturb me.
And the homework was not written at all, instead, the four little guys who were angry all the time were fighting for Hughesle.
They brought their schoolbags and were thrown out of the ward one after another by Husseer mercilessly.
His face was extremely cold, and his movements were crisp and neat, without any muddle-headedness.
The four children who were still confused and ignorant and didn't know what happened were directly pushed into the arms of the assistants.
Hughesle stood in a white coat with a slender body standing at the door of the ward, with one hand in his pocket, raising his calm blue eyes and looking straight at them.
Upon seeing this, the Hustle team members, a spirit, quickly straightened their backs.
In the next second, he listened to Hughesle's thin lips and said coldly:
"Teach them homework."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for a response from the Husseer team, with a "bang", Husseer turned around and closed the door mercilessly.
After two seconds, there was a "click" inside, which was directly locked.
This strong desire to survive can be seen clearly even through the door.
People from Hustle's team: "..."
ruthless.
Too ruthless.
Boss, you are not human! ! ! !
The assistants could no longer maintain the cold and merciless appearance of the past, and their faces were crying without tears.
They just listened to the corner of the wall for a while, well, just a little gloating.
The boss is better.
Actually sent four bombs directly!
Moreover, these four lethal little bombs are still innocent and pure at the moment, looking at them with **** eyes, their eyes are bright, looking excited and happy.
They are all small, with their schoolbags in their hands, their beautiful little faces are white and fat, and their thick, dark, long eyelashes flicker, like little angels, looking at how cute it is, people can’t wait for it. Give them all their lives.
Of course, this is really...just watching.
Two hours later-
Of the twelve members of the team, three of them took out tranquilizers and gave themselves a half shot.
The two of them clutched their chests, gasping for breath while taking the quick-acting Jiuxin pills, and the five others took a few deep breaths, their expressions trance, and they were on the verge of collapse at any time.
The remaining two, who were a little older, passed out of anger and were sent directly to the next ward for IV drip.
However, this is only the beginning-
Three hours later-
Of the ten remaining members of the team, two of them were already on the phone and were preparing to arrange their own funeral. The three of them injected the rest of the tranquilizer in, took a few more breaths, held a sigh of relief, and continued their homework.
And one person started to read the medical books, preparing to give himself a psychological consultation, so as not to be forced into psychopath, the other person clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and begged God sincerely, praying that God could turn back time, wishing that he had never been to country Z.
The remaining three people were sent directly to the next ward for IV drip.
Four hours later-
Of the seven people in the team, four of them couldn't help it anymore. When they arrived at the wall, the remaining three still persisted stubbornly, but it was clear that their souls had drifted away, and their expressions were dull and rigid.
The little guys were very happy when they saw that all their homework was finished. They looked up and found that the uncles in the office were gone.
Xiao Luli raised her small hand strangely, scratched her head, and turned to ask Qu Qianqian:
"Sister Qianqian, do you know where Uncle and they went?"
Qu Qianqian is packing up her own composition. Their last homework, and the only one that does not need to be taught by uncles, is composition. Hearing this, she shook her head:
"I don't know either! I was writing a essay just now, but I didn't see it."
Instead, he wrote and wrote casually, and Zhang Yiming, who was running around came over and shouted:
"I know! I saw it! The three uncles who taught us homework just now fell asleep in the chairs, and then three uncles came in outside and dragged them away, and then they seemed to ran to other rooms Playing in it!"
Qu Qianqian pulled up her schoolbag, and she was a little unhappy when she heard this: "Bad uncle, they didn't take us with them!"
Jian Xiyan thought for a while and wrote:
May be afraid to interrupt our homework.
Qu Qianqian thought about it, and felt that it made sense, and immediately stopped being angry. Instead, she carried a small schoolbag and said crisply: "Anyway, we have finished our homework now. Let's go to the next room to find uncle and them to play!"
Several other friends finished their homework, thinking that there was nothing to do, so they nodded.
A minute later, the four little guys happily walked out of the office with their little schoolbags, and they could hear their happy little milk sounds from far away:
"Uncle! We're here to play with you!"
As soon as these words fell, in the corridor, the ward next door, the ward next door, and the ward next door next door "bang bang bang" one after another, there was a sound of closing doors, and there were several urgent and panic sounds:
"It's over, fast, fast, close the door, don't let them in!!!"
They were speaking Mandarin Chinese, and the little guys didn't understand them at all. When they ran to the door curiously, they found that these wards were locked and they couldn't get in at all.
The little girl had no choice but to stand on tiptoe slightly, stretched out her little hand and patted the door, milkingly said: "Uncle, uncle are you in there? We're here to play with you!"
There was dead silence in the ward, and no sound came.
Xiao Luli tilted her head, raised her little hand, and knocked again, but there was still no sound, so she turned her head and said dullly to her little friend:
"Uncle, they don't seem to be there."
"Could it not be this room?"
As Zhang Yiming spoke, he ran outside another ward with the door locked, his little hand banged:
"Uncle! Uncle, are you in there? Uncle, you guys will open the door soon, we have finished our homework, come to play with you."
Qu Qianqian ran to the other room decently when she saw this, but still no one responded, as if there was no one inside.
Xiao Luli opened her **** and clear eyes and tilted her head. The little milk was very sad: "What should I do, uncle and they seem to be gone."
Qu Qianqian frowned and was puzzled: "How come so many uncles are gone! We just did an assignment."
"That's right," Zhang Yiming said with a sullen shoulder, "What about such a big uncle, how can I not see him?"
Jian Xiyan pondered and raised the writing board: Maybe he was taken away by the bad guy.
The other three little guys opened their eyes wide.
Jian Xiyan wrote: We are going to find the police uncle for help.