Chapter 252： Group performance

Chapter 252 Group Performance

Successively, the Xiangcheng blockade line, and those who had stayed for 72 hours were released from the city. The private car was moving at a slow speed at the high-speed exit.

Qiao Lingxiang stood at the door of the printing room of the headquarters, helping Wen Yuansi to organize the letter paper. Several injured patients were stationed beside her, ready to help her send letters on the highway.

They have already sent a batch before, and they plan to print a little more and continue to send it.

Anyway, during the recovery period, it is also recovery. Dr. Qiao said that doing this is good for the garrison, then they will come to help.

Zhao Long and Ajiu were sitting on the small bench outside the door, whispering, discussing about going to the next task center to find supplies.

In the printing room, Wen Yuansi listened to the hustle and bustle outside the door. The injured garrisons were scrambling to do things, as if they could help Doctor Qiao do something, it was a way of repaying kindness. .

Wen Yuansi couldn't help laughing. He was operating the printer while looking up at Qiao Lingxiang. Some fat girls were carefully sorting out the letter paper. The corners of the letter paper were folded, and she smoothed it out carefully. Perfect like obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When she finished the stack of letter paper, she turned her back, the stack of letter paper in her hand was snatched by the wounded guards outside, and with the traumatic injury, she ran up the high speed and sent it to the civilians in the private car. .

Wait for the wounded outside to be stationed and finally dispersed, Wen Yuansi suddenly said to Qiao Lingxiang:

"Student Joe, thank you."

Qiao Lingxiang raised her eyes strangely and looked at Wen Yuansi, wondering what he meant by suddenly saying thank you.

Wen Yuansi explained:

"That day, Captain Vatican drove me to the highway. I experienced the most uncomfortable day of my life."

Qiao Lingxiang: "???" She still didn't quite understand, what Wen Yuansi wanted to express.

Wen Yuansi said again:

"I feel that I am very useless. Since I was young, my dad told me to study hard and keep good. But since the end of the world, I feel more and more that I can only read books, which is nothing at all. No, I can't solve the energy crisis, nor can I solve the shortage of supplies. Even I can't fight mutant mice like Cen Yi and Lu Zhengqing. I even see blood, and I will vomit."

Speaking, he seemed to remember the embarrassment a few days ago, and laughed himself, then, looking at Qiao Lingxiang, he continued:

"I was caught on the high speed that day, and people around saw the red armbands on my arm, and people scolded me everywhere. I opened my mouth and started singing and singing songs praising the garrison. Those people threw **** at me, I At that time, I felt like, what can I do? Obviously behind me, there are so many garrisons in order to protect the city, and my life is hanging by a thread, but I can't even bandage their wounds. I have studied hard for so many years, how am I? What can you do for Xiangcheng?"

Qiao Lingxiang opened her mouth, looking at Wen Yuansi’s eyes, she said sincerely:

"What you are doing now is pretty good. Maybe many people still don't believe it, but at least we have explained it."

"Well, I have found my meaning. Finally, I can do something for this city."

Wen Yuansi looked at Qiao Lingxiang, smiled sincerely, and suddenly said:

"Thank you, I think you are different from what others said."

In his school bully class, the people around him revealed that most of the comments about the girl Qiao Lingxiang were, the sister of the school girl, Qiao Yuelan, who likes to cause trouble, is obviously fat but does not know how to control herself, is not motivated, and knows herself. The image is terrible, but he still doesn’t lose weight. I don’t know the so-called, cowardly, poor people must be hateful.

Therefore, Wen Yuansi’s impression of Qiao Lingxiang has not been very good. It can be said to be very negative.

There are thousands of styles in this world, and Qiao Lingxiang’s character actually has her unique charm.

As for Wen Yuansi's evaluation, Qiao Lingxiang only raised her eyebrows without any thoughts.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, when she suddenly heard a limping station in the yard, fast. Yes, she ran in from the back street door and shouted:

"Boss is here, come on, said he's here to condolences the wounded, come on! It's Boss Ye!"

In the yard, three groups of two, who were either playing guns or practicing knives, were garrisoned. All of them left behind for an instant, ran back to the big tent, and lay on their folding beds.

Qiao Lingxiang put down the letter in her hand, and ran into the big tent. At first glance, most of the garrisons looked dying, lying on the folding bed and humming.

is that kind of state, just when it's dying, it just reappears.

A few garrisons are studying how to reinsert the saline needle hanging on the bedside back into the blood vessels on the back of their hands.

I heard that Ye Yiming had arrived outside, and some wounded garrisoned and shouted:

"Don't fix it, take the tape and stick it on, so be it, don't expose Dr. Joe."

Want to re-insert the needle into my blood vessel to garrison, hurriedly put the needle on the back of his hand, put a white tape on it, fell down, lay down and hummed,

"Oh~~hmm~~it hurts~~oh~~~"

This scene made Qiao Lingxiang mistakenly think that he invited a group to perform, right?

In fact, everyone knows that what happened to them is abnormal. From the elementary garrison to Mu Wenbin and Fanyou, everyone knows it, but everyone doesn't say it.

No one came up with this matter to discuss, what Qiao Lingxiang did to them, they did not ask, protecting Dr. Qiao, has become a consensus that cannot be spoken out and cannot be discussed publicly.

Whoever goes against the consensus is the class enemy of everyone.

Ye Yiming came in at this moment, followed by several captains, Fan You, and Mu Wenbin, who had just retreated from a fever with the support of Qiao Lingxiang.

Ye Yiming originally thought this zero casualty incident was too strange. As a result, he came to condolences. As soon as he entered the tent, he found that his garrison was lying in the tent, humming hard.

And Qiao Lingxiang stood idly by several garrisons who seemed to be dying, and smiled at him.

is very idle.

Ye Yiming looked back suspiciously, and looked at Fanyou and Mu Wenbin. The two captains looked left and right, but did not look at Ye Yiming’s eyes.

Ye Yiming frowned and asked:

"Qiao Lingxiang is a doctor here?" Or he opened the back door with his own hands to get in, a layman who has no common sense of medical care.

Fanyou nodded, boasting hard:

"Yes, boss, Dr. Qiao’s medical skills are superb. Thanks to Dr. Qiao, I don’t know how many people will die, boss, this year’s first-class merit should be awarded to Dr. Qiao."

I feel I can’t sleep every day

(End of this chapter)