Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 92 Give This Box of Medicine to That Girl

"Have you ever slept in the same bed with other girls in your life?"

The girl leaned on the pillow and looked up at the ceiling above her head.

"No."

He looked at the girl next to him.

That face is not beautiful, and it can't surprise anyone's youth.

The large freckles on the eyelids and the bridge of the nose always make her subconsciously avoid them when they look at others.

"Then we are also the ones who slept together."

The girl smiled slightly and closed her eyes in peace.

……

"Is it a dream again?"

Gongsun Jin opened his eyes, the tip of his nose lingered with a faint mint fragrance.

His shoulders were a little sore, and someone was resting on his shoulders.

He looked sideways and saw that Zhuang Xiaomeng was sleeping deeply on his shoulder.

The moving car was speeding, and the scenery outside the window turned into a haze.

"It's time to arrive."

Gongsun Jin leaned into her ear and said softly, a little bit reluctant to disturb her sweet dream.

"Uuuuu~"

Zhuang Xiaomeng fanned her eyelashes lightly, her fair skin was as translucent as if carved from ice.

She lazily opened her eyes, sat up straight and stretched, and hit Gongsun Jin on the head with her hand.

"Ah! Touch!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled slightly, and reached out to touch Gongsun Jin's head.

Before getting off the station, she took out the mirror and comb, and combed her somewhat messy hair in front of the mirror.

Seeing her brushing her hair with a comb, Gongsun Jin was in a daze.

"What? Do you want to comb my hair?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng blinked lightly, and passed the comb over.

"Think beautifully."

Gongsun Jin looked cold.

"Others want to comb it for me, but I won't let it."

Zhuang Xiaomeng pouted slightly, combed her hair into a ponytail, swung the ponytail, and threw it on Gongsun Jin's face.

"I'll kill you with a ponytail!"

She muttered, acting wild like a little girl.

Gongsun Jin glanced at her expressionlessly, his eyes seemed helpless, but actually a little doting.

"How big is he, he still looks like a three-year-old child."

Zhuang Xiaomeng just pursed her lips and smiled. When she got out of the station, she leaned towards Gongsun Jin, reached out to hold his arm, and walked briskly.

Gongsun Jin naturally carried the suitcase, stretched out her arms to protect her, and walked towards the exit.

Zhuang Xiaomeng stuffed an earphone into his ear, and what he sang "Like You" sounded inside.

"You still sing this song well."

When returning to the school dormitory, Gongsun Jin was holding a lot of snacks in his arms.

Beef jerky and cheese sticks are her favorites.

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't know what he liked to eat, so he gave him what he thought was the best.

In the tense and busy study life, November passed by in a hurry.

Hubei Province entered winter, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

"Name?"

"Xue Yang."

"age?"

"45."

"How did you get this medicine from India?"

"The local pharmaceutical factory in India has suppliers there."

In the police station, Xue Yang was interrogated in the interrogation room.

"Indian medicines do not have patents in China, and helping others to buy them is also a crime of selling counterfeit medicines."

Xue Yang was silent and did not speak.

Whatever the police asked, he would answer.

At the end of the interrogation, the police asked him if he had anything else to say.

"Can you give that box of medicine to a girl named Zhong Lingzi?"

Xue Yang spoke very seriously.

The interrogating policeman was stunned for a while, but did not speak.

"She entrusted me to bring her medicine. Her sister, who is dependent on her, has leukemia and is waiting for this box of medicine to save her life."

……

On the lightly rainy street, Zhong Lingzi came to the bar on the broken electric scooter at the cafeteria stall with his guitar on his back.

"Are you Zhong Lingzi?"

As soon as he got out of the car, a policeman in uniform came over.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

When Zhong Lingzi saw the police, he felt uneasy, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Xue Yang entrusted us to deliver this to you."

The police took out the box of Gleevec made in India and handed it over.

According to the regulations, this box of medicine cannot be taken out as evidence of a crime.

However, some people inside were moved with compassion, and they discussed in private, whether or not to pretend that this didn't happen.

After all, this is a life-saving medicine, so just let it go.

There are also many people who object, saying that this is dereliction of duty, and they will be held accountable for doing so.

A group of people discussed for a long time to no avail, and finally asked the director.

The director didn't speak, just smoked, turned the chair around, and said after a while: "Don't ask me, I didn't see anything today, and I don't know anything."

So there was the scene above.

After Zhong Lingzi took the medicine, he was overjoyed, but also worried.

"Mr. Xue, what happened to him?"

"He was suspected of selling counterfeit medicines and was arrested according to law."

The policeman said calmly.

"Ah? This... What kind of law is this breaking? This medicine is bought to treat diseases. Does treating diseases also count as breaking the law?"

Zhong Lingzi spoke incoherently, feeling flustered in his heart.

"It's the law."

The policeman said so, adjusted the brim of his police cap, and whispered: "Don't mention today's incident to anyone."

"This box of medicine is an exception for you."

"If it gets out, we will be held accountable."

After speaking, the policeman turned and left with his head down.

Zhong Lingzi looked at the back of the policeman leaving, and looked at the medicine in his hand, feeling very heavy.

There was medicine for my sister's illness, but she didn't seem to relax at all, her throat was severely blocked.

"Mr. Xue..."

When singing in the bar, Zhong Lingzi was only thinking about Mr. Xue's affairs, and he was out of his mind.

If it wasn't for her request, Xue Yang shouldn't be in trouble.

Grandma is right, she is really a broom star.

Whoever puts her on the table will be in great trouble.

Halfway through the singing, Zhong Lingzi's voice gradually decreased, and she suddenly forgot the words.

The electric guitar screamed, and the high-pitched electronic sound made people's ears tingle.

She's currently singing a heavy metal song that soars to a climax.

The pace is fast and there is no room for distraction.

The bass player and the drummer looked at her with astonishment, and the accompanying music was still playing.

Zhong Lingzi came back to his senses, quickly adjusted his breath and continued to sing, but it was still a beat too late.

One beat full, beat slower.

The rhythm of the whole song was suddenly messed up, and there were bursts of boos from the audience.

"What's the matter with you today? It's like this for several songs."

The proprietress was quite displeased.

"sorry, I……"

"I don't want to hear your excuses. The effect is not good today. I can only give you half of the money."

Zhong Lingzi lowered his head and didn't speak. When he walked out of the bar with his guitar on his back, he couldn't help coughing.

"Cough! Cough!"

The weather has turned cold recently, and my throat is dry. When I sing heavy metal songs on stage, it seems that there is a blade in my throat.

She put the medicine in the trunk lock of the electric car, inserted the key to start it, and stopped when passing a milk tea shop.

Her throat was sore and she wanted to buy a cup of hot water.

It was only a few steps away, but she didn't pull out the key, and came to the door of the milk tea shop in a daze.

"Give me a cup of hot water, thank you."

Some milk tea shops sell hot water for one yuan, mainly to take care of some girls who are menstruating.

Just when Zhong Lingzi took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to check out.

A gangster who sneaked out of the bar stared furtively at the unlocked electric car.

When Zhong Lingzi turned around, he happened to watch the electric bike being ridden away.

She was taken aback for a moment, then panicked and chased after the thief.

"Don't run!"

"There are thieves!"

"Catch the thief!"

She tried her best to chase after the electric car, but she couldn't run fast with the guitar on her back.

The dilapidated electric car that she had always disliked was running so fast that she couldn't catch up no matter what.

"Help me!"

"There are thieves!"

Zhong Lingzi yelled through his sore throat, his voice gradually hoarse.

The pedestrians who came and went in a hurry just looked at her with curious eyes, and then quickly looked away.

No one responded to her.

Zhong Lingzi ran behind for a long time, his knees became more and more sore, and his throat and lungs became more and more painful.

But he could only watch the electric car drive through the crowd, getting farther and farther away from him.

"Ahhh!"

"What kind of shitty world is this?"

"Everyone caught me bullying alone."

She slumped down on the ground and burst into tears.

"My medicine!"

"That was the life-saving medicine for my sister."

Under the different gazes of passers-by, she cried like a fool.

Some were curious, some were sympathetic, and some took out their mobile phones and hurried over to record her embarrassment.

If you find fresh material and send it to Douyin with a popular song, you can earn a lot of traffic.

Zhong Lingzi stared at them coldly with reddened eyes, sobbing softly.

She stood up calmly, wiped away tears, then turned away and called the police.

"Hi! Hello, my electric car was stolen by a thief."

"Here on Fenghua Road, Business Street, please adjust the surveillance. A young man wearing a black jacket and jeans."

"In that electric car, there is medicine for my sister's treatment, which is very important. Please help me, please."

As she walked, she contacted the police station.

An hour later, the police found the electric car in an alley.

When Zhong Lingzi rushed over, he found that the battery had been stolen.

"Stealing batteries and selling them for money?"

She murmured, and hurriedly opened the glove box under the seat.

Seeing that the inside was empty without the box of Gleevec, Zhong Lingzi felt ashamed.

"Where's the medicine? Where's the medicine?"

"Don't get excited, there are surveillance along the way here, and you will find it soon."

After the police learned about her situation, they were more concerned.

Zhong Lingzi went back to the police station and waited, spending every minute in anxiety.

"Is it illegal to buy counterfeit medicine?"

"Yes."

While waiting, she tried to understand Xue Yang's situation.

"Is the situation serious? How long will he be sentenced?"

"It's not clear yet."

The policeman poured her a cup of hot water and comforted her not to be nervous.

Zhong Lingzi was holding the water glass. Although her throat hurt, she had no intention of drinking water, and just stared blankly at the gate of the police station.

After more than an hour, the police handling the case arrested the suspect and brought him back to the police station.

The moment he entered the door, Zhong Lingzi's empty eyes became alive, and he hurriedly stood up and walked over, his pale lips twitching.

"Where's the medicine? Where's my medicine?"

The suspect raised his head and looked at the girl, somewhat at a loss.

"I asked you where the medicine is?"

With red eyes, Zhong Lingzi rushed forward and grabbed the man by the collar, the veins in his arms were bulging, and his face was ferocious.

The thin girl's roar made the police officers in the whole bureau tremble violently, and they all looked over.

The thief looked at the girl's angry face, and his face turned pale.

"No loud noise here, please keep quiet!"

A police officer sternly reprimanded him.

"We'll find out for you, please calm down."

The police still tried to calm her down, but with little success.

Zhong Lingzi's chest rose and fell violently, his breathing was heavy, and his whole body was trembling, like an angry lion.

The interrogation began, and the thief was taken to the interrogation room to make a statement.

"Why steal something?"

"I... I owe a loan, and I can't pay it back. They are pressing so hard, I really can't do anything. I can only find a way to pay back the interest."

After some interrogation, it was learned that the thief was a vagrant who was addicted to gambling and couldn't help himself. He borrowed an online loan and failed to repay it, so he moved his mind.

"What about the medicine in the trunk?"

"I thought it was something worthless, so I threw it away."

The thief lowered his head, submissive.

"What? Lost it? Where did it go?"

"Which trash can?"

"I don't remember which one it is, I just remember it's here, a green one."

The policemen looked at each other when they heard the words.

Zhong Lingzi heard the words, turned around and ran outside without saying a word.

It was raining heavily, and pedestrians took refuge in the house to avoid the rain.

The girl's back is very thin in the rain.

She ran to a green leather trash can and began to search frantically.

The cold raindrops slapped her face wantonly.

She didn't care about being dirty, the eyes of others, or being decent.

Worse than those homeless people rummaging through trash cans for food.

The scattered garbage mixed with the rainwater was wet and exuded an unpleasant stench, worse than the swill of the cafeteria.

If someone passed by her at this moment, they would cover their noses and avoid her with disgust.

She walked down the street, rummaging through one trash can after another.

"Huh? Isn't she Zhong Lingzi?"

"What did she find in the trash?"

"do not know."

The students who came to hang out in the business district would naturally recognize her when they returned to school.

Wang Lu stood in the distance and watched for a long time, and finally left with an umbrella.

In such a huge city, the sound of rain is pattering, drowning the vision.

From a distance, you can see the halo of the car lights lighting up in the rain, exuding a halo.

The city is full of flashing neon signs and signs.

In the coffee shop on the corner of the street, the ground coffee beans exude a faint slightly astringent aroma.

The moment the shop that bought the steamed buns opened the steamer, a cloud of steam rose up.

Gongsun Jin held an umbrella and walked in the rain, preparing to walk towards the pizzeria.

Just standing at the door, you can smell the rich aroma of cheese and scones.

In a trance, I glanced at it.

Under the dimly lit street lamps, next to the overturned green trash can.

The girl was drenched all over, and her hair was messy against her cheek.

The face was pale in the light of the lamp.

She squatted there and rummaged, like a stray cat that happened to come into his sight.

(End of this chapter)