Chapter 1422: Thunder struck from heaven?
As a result, not long after that incident, this kid actually "offended" again.
I use my brain in places it shouldn’t be used all day long!
This time this kid actually found someone else to buy wood carvings from Gumuxuan-
He is self-aware and knows that Lao Mumu will not sell wood carvings to him.
Then it was sold to someone else.
Then
Okay, we got into big trouble again.
Now the leg is broken too.
There is no explanation yet from Lao Mumu.
When this kid can get out of bed, he will carry this kid to apologize to Lao Mumu.
What's all this?
How could this bastard make the same mistake over and over again? !
Mr. Zhou became more and more angry as he thought about it.
Now Lao Mumu is afraid that he really wants to distance himself from them.
It turned out that this kid didn't realize the seriousness of the situation at all and was still talking nonsense.
"I think you are just as good as others when you say they are trash!"
Mr. Zhou's face was as dark as water, "Are you still embarrassed to accuse others?"
"Look at what you have done?"
"What did I do?"
Zhou Mingbao frowned and shouted to Mr. Zhou, "Is this my fault?"
"It's obviously the other party who doesn't obey the rules!"
"You-"
Mr. Zhou stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Mingbao. His lips trembled with anger and he couldn't utter a single word for a while.
"What am I?"
Zhou Mingbao was impatient and looked irritable, "Yes, my leg is broken, I am useless."
"Is this OK?"
"So annoying!"
"You-"
Mr. Zhou's body was trembling.
That's angry.
"Old man."
The old lady took Zhou Lao's hand and asked, "What do you care about with your child?"
"You also know that Zhou Zhou is in a bad mood right now."
"Let's wait until his leg gets better in a few days to talk about some things."
"...Hmph!"
Mr. Zhou snorted heavily but didn't say anything else.
He knew that his wife was right. In his current situation, how could he listen to the words of education for his son?
No matter how much you say at this time, it will only be counterproductive.
……
"It's going to rain."
The old lady glanced out the window, a little surprised on her face.
"Old man, please go back to the store quickly."
"It will be bad when it rains heavily."
"Yeah."
Mr. Zhou nodded, "Then I'll come back in the afternoon."
"You should also pay attention to rest,"
"When this kid falls asleep, you should also take a nap."
"Yeah, I know."
The old lady bent her eyes.
……
Mr. Zhou left the ward.
After a while, the old lady also left the ward carrying a thermos bottle.
Zhou Mingbao was the only one left in the ward.
……
"Wow~"
The rain was pouring down, and the strong wind blew the rain into the room.
Zhou Mingbao frowned.
"Why so slow?"
He complained.
The water stains on his face made him very unhappy and reached out to wipe it away.
"Bang~"
He placed the bowl of apples heavily on the bedside table, feeling choked in his heart.
He couldn't help but curse, "Damn, nothing goes right."
"They are all incomprehensible guys."
"Now even the rain is against me."
……
"Who is it?"
"Is it still justified to hit people now?"
"You wait and break my legs. This is not over!"
"Damn, bastard..."
"Dare to break my legs..."
"Watch if I don't ask some brothers to break your legs too!"
"You wait..."
……
Xiao Xiao squatted on the branches of the big tree outside the ward.
The windy and rainy weather did not have any impact on him.
His whole body was dry, as if he was in two separate worlds from the torrential rain.
Looking closely, there is a faint golden light looming on the surface of his body.
……
Zhou Mingbao in the ward became increasingly irritable.
"Why aren't you back yet?" He tugged at his clothes impatiently.
The fabric on his left shoulder was soaked by the rain and stuck to his body.
Even the warm and dry quilt felt a bit damp and cold.
……
"Bang~"
Zhou Mingbao picked up the pillow and threw it out.
"Is anyone there?"
“Where did everyone die?”
"The-"
"Bang!"
Zhou Mingbao's voice stopped suddenly.
He still maintained the posture of throwing the pillow before, but his whole body became stiff.
Just now, just now, a bolt of lightning struck the pillow he threw on the ground.
The flying feathers are still floating in the air.
His eyes grew wider and wider.
What's going on?
Okay, how could this lightning hit the house?
"Gulu~"
He swallowed hard and slowly straightened up.
"Haha."
He twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed twice.
"Coincidence?"
Has he been on bad luck lately?
"What a bad luck."
"Why did all the bad luck happen to me?"
"Struck by lightning?"
"That damn Wang Shuo deserves to be struck by lightning!"
"Bang~"
Another thunder struck into the house.
Landed beside his bed.
There was a black spot on the ground.
Zhou Mingbao felt as if his throat was being pinched, and his face turned ugly.
"What do you mean?"
His facial features were distorted, "It's not over yet, is it?"
"Why should you strike me with thunder?"
"The person who deserves to be struck by lightning is obviously the guy who broke my leg!"
"Bang!"
This thunder is closer to Zhou Mingbao.
He almost thought he smelled something burning.
Not the smell of burnt pillows that had been in the air before.
But another kind of burnt smell.
His eyes rolled slightly.
Slowly, he felt a dull pain on his cheek.
He slowly reached out and touched his cheek.
The smooth touch told him that the injury he thought had not happened.
The so-called pain was just his illusion.
He's fine.
Unscathed.
Zhou Mingbao breathed a sigh of relief slowly.
Scared, scared him to death.
He just broke his leg and was struck by lightning again...
If it weren't for the fact that humans couldn't control the thunder, he really doubted who was deliberately using the thunder to blast him and take revenge on him.
He picked up the bowl on the bedside table and threw it out, "Damn it!"
"Even God-"
"Bang~"
"Crackling~"
The porcelain bowl fell into pieces, and a small piece of broken porcelain scratched his cheek.
He didn't dare to move.
Too close.
The thunder just now seemed to be right in front of his eyes.
He almost thought he was going to be struck by lightning.
The power of the thunder frightened him.
Zhou Mingbao's face turned pale, and there was a roar in his ears.
His eyes were blank and unfocused.
He didn't even hear the door open.
……
"Zhouzhou?"
The old lady put down the water bottle, and then she became somewhat aware of the strange atmosphere in the room.
She couldn't help but look at her son on the hospital bed strangely, "What's wrong?"
"Why is it so quiet?"
After my son was injured and hospitalized, he always liked to make a lot of noises because of the pain in his legs and the resentment in his heart.
There was little quiet time in the ward.
Fortunately they live in a single ward.
The sound insulation effect of the single room is also acceptable.
Even so, she and her father were visited several times by doctors and nurses in the hospital.
Ask them to pay attention to the patient's emotions and be careful not to affect other patients.
(End of chapter)