So You’re Such A Doctor Song

At night, Jiang Duoyao squatted on the ground to cook the noodle soup, and Ling Ling took a picture of her. It was miserable and very good.

"Warsaw," suddenly snow came from outside.

Wu Ling sighed, "This ghost place is very hot at noon, and it snows again at night."

"Aren't you used to it? Well, come and eat the noodles", Jiang Duoya fished out the noodles.

The two sat at the table, and Ling Ling tossed in her hands, sighing, "I really want to eat rice, eat this stuff every day."

"Let's go to Yongge Town to buy rice tomorrow, anyway, don't go to class," Jiang Duoyao looked up and said, "By the way, have a meal outside and come back"?

"Okay, okay," Ling Ling raised her hands in favor.

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When they got up early the next morning, the two went to the nearby town in Uncle A's car. The two were going to another big town. There was only rice to buy there, and it took at least a day to go back and forth.

In the town, Uncle A asked the uncle Sampo, who was the only motorcycle in town, to take them over.

The road to Yongge Town was rugged and couldn't drive too fast. After sitting for more than three hours, Jiang Duoyao's legs and buttocks were numb.

After counting some money for Uncle Sangbo, Jiang Duoyao and Ling Ling took a big sweep in the town, ate another fast food, and did not dare to delay too much time. Uncle's motorcycle.

Yan Ling's intestines almost shattered after she sat down, and she whispered, "Look, my mother never wants to come to this place in my life."

Jiang Duoyao shook her words and didn't want to say more. She was afraid that she would vomit with a single mouth.

This area is all deserted. After sitting on the rough road for more than an hour, the three people saw three motorcycles driving in front of them.

The motorcycles were driven by them, and they were all dark-skinned Tibetan men. At the meeting, the three men opened their motorcycles and Uncle Sampo said suddenly, "I'm going to speed up, you guys hold me fast."

Jiang Duoyao didn't understand why he was accelerating. When somehow, the three motorcycles suddenly turned and chased after them.

Wu Ling also felt that something was wrong and urged Uncle Sampo to drive quickly, but was soon overtaken by the three motorcycles to catch up.

Uncle Sampo turned his head and rushed out of the rough road to the grass on the side.

However, it was snowing on the grass just yesterday, and the weather was not good today, and the motorcycle fell into the ground crookedly.

Jiang Duoyao had a bag of rice and a big bag of snacks and fruits on her waist. When she fell, everything hit her belly, her feet were pressed by the motorcycle, and she screamed in pain. Help me, it hurts me. "

Ning Ling wasn't much better, her face broke through a gap, and she got up embarrassedly to help her lift her motorcycle.

The three Tibetan men rushed over to grab their wallets.

"What are you doing? This is robbery and breaking the law." Jiang Duoyao grabbed her bag firmly. This time, she and Li Ling brought almost all the cash out. If the money is gone, the card is gone. The identity card is gone. The consequences are really unthinkable, not to mention that there is a mobile phone in it, and it must not be lost. "I tell you, I am not an ordinary person, you better let it go immediately."

The Tibetan man took out a waist knife carried on his body and looked viciously, "Give me my wallet, or I will kill you."

"Give them things quickly", Uncle Sampo was so scared that he didn't dare to move. "They will kill people. The public order here is very poor."

Jiang Duoyao shook his hands in fright and hesitated. One of the Tibetan men suddenly cut off her bag and cut it over her arm.

Fortunately, the clothes she was wearing were thick and of good quality, but her down jacket was still torn, and she was scared to move again.

The three men grabbed things and left. At this time, a black Toyota off-road suddenly came over, and Jiang Duoya hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Help, someone was robbed."

When the Tibetan man heard her shout, he hurried to the motorcycle.

The off-road vehicle suddenly speeded up and banged towards the three people.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three men scattered and ran apart.

The jeep stopped suddenly, and a few "bangs" shots, and all three fell to the ground.

Jiang Duoyao, Ling Ling, and Uncle Sangbo were scared to kneel. What day is it today? Did you go out to watch the yellow calendar? Even if you encounter a robbery, you will encounter another with a gun, not plain clothes. Police.

At this moment, a man in a black jacket and black leather boots suddenly came out of the car. He was very tall, at least two meters. He put his gun in the jacket, turned around towards them, a blade-like corner. A clear face emerged, with a shallow scar on the face, and a ring of scum around the corners of his mouth, which seemed to have both wild and dangerous breath.

Jiang Duoyao froze, rubbing his eyes a little unbelievably.

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Suddenly, you will meet Yan Molun in this kind of place.

Tong Ling trembled and pulled her, whispering, "It's over, this person doesn't look like a good person."

Doesn't look like a good person.

Jiang Duoyao muttered silently, but she did not expect Yan Molun to take the gun with her. She suddenly rejoiced that she offended him that night. Fortunately, he didn't shoot him.

"Hello," she squeezed a smile that was even uglier than crying, and waved her hand towards Yan Molun as naturally as possible.

Yan Molun looked her up and down, "You are Jiang Duoyao?"

Jiang Duoyao was dumbfounded and almost burst into tears. Although she knew that her image was a 180-degree turn from the previous one, she didn't even recognize him.

Thanks to her, she was still quietly wondering if he was chasing herself. When she was secretly trying to figure out how attractive she was, he came up with a word of uncertainty, well, she might think too much.

"Yes, I am, I haven't seen you for a long time," she nodded awkwardly, and then frantically slashed her hair.

Well, keep a good image in front of people who once refused, otherwise Yan Mo Lun will surely be fortunate that he didn't treat himself.

However, she had not washed her hair for five days, and blew a natural wind for several hours on the motorcycle. She felt deeply helpless and gave up.

"I didn't recognize it." Yan Molun told the truth, I could n’t believe this was Jiang Duoyao who had seen pink skin in Beicheng before, and I did n’t know what life she had lived here, her skin was dry. The skin is about to rise, and the hair is messy, even if there is no hairstyle, it is messy like a chicken nest, and it is greasy. The red down jacket on the body is also stained with mud stains and dirt. Snow boots It's dirty and ridiculous.

Jiang Duoyao: "".

She had a heart that wanted to die.

"Dao Yao, do you know"? Wu Ling couldn't believe that acquaintances could be encountered in such places.

Jiang Duoyao nodded his head hard.

Yan Molun turned around and walked towards the fallen Tibetans. The people seemed to have injured their legs. They crawled on the ground and tried to escape, but apparently they did not help.

Seeing that Yan Molun, a man full of danger, was approaching, at this moment, the three were as small as grass on the ground.

Yan Molun picked up the things they snatched, and walked towards Jiang Duoyao again, and handed them back, "Look what's missing."

Jiang Duoyao and Ling Ling hurriedly checked everything was there.

Uncle Sampo seemed to be afraid of Yan Molun, and came tremblingly: "Since you both know each other, then I will go first, and you can take the gentleman's car later."

"Hey, Uncle Sangbo," Jiang Duoyao wanted to stop him, but as soon as he moved his feet, he could ache from the place where he was pressed by the motorcycle before.

Uncle Sang Bai quickly stepped on his motorcycle and fled away like a flee.

Jiang Duoyao was a little dumbfounded, so how could she go back? She could only look at Yan Molun, but she was also afraid of his gun.

"What happened to your leg?" Asked Yan Molun.

Jiang Duoyao also wanted to know what happened to his legs. He bent down and picked it up carefully, and found that a big opening broke under his knee, and it looked a bit scary.

She was frightened, and Ling Ling screamed, "You are so hurt."

"I don't know, I thought I just scratched the skin," Jiang Duoyao said.

Yan Molun frowned. "Get in my car, I'll take you to town. You look like you're going to sew up the wounds and fight the inflammation."

"What about those people?" Jiang Duoyao pointed to those Tibetans, "You fired?"

"I know, just follow them. I just hurt their legs. There is no danger of life. They are not good people when they want to come. They dare not call the police," Yan Molun said, walking over and bending over to hug her.

Jiang Duoya's face flushed with embarrassment, "No need, I'll just go by myself".

Yan Molun ignored her and hugged her directly to the Toyota SUV.

Jiang Duoyao just felt like he had n’t taken a car for decades. It was so comfortable and fatal, and he had air-conditioning inside, and there was a comfortable aroma. Ling Ling could n’t help expressing her emotions, “It ’s almost like coming to heaven”.

Jiang Duoyao nodded hard, and she just spoke her heart.

Yan Molun was a little speechless, but looking at their wolf looks, he can really believe that his car may indeed be heaven.