Play Nice

Chapter 320 320: Personality Alternation, Who Is the Child's Dad (One More)
After coming out of the consultation room, Qin Xiang walked along the corridor to the elevator entrance. She walked slowly, and unconsciously placed her right hand on her lower abdomen.

A woman behind was shouting, "Lei Lei, slow down."

The child ran in the hallway, rampaging.

Qin Xiang was hit by his arm and instinctively hugged his stomach.

Only then did the child stop. Seeing that he bumped into someone, he timidly apologized: "I'm sorry auntie."

"It's ok."

The lady caught up, pulled the child to her side, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, didn't I bump into you?"

Qin Xiang shook his head.

The lady took the child to the elevator first.

Qin Xiang didn't leave in a hurry, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Self-inflicted."

Zhou Ziheng found a food delivery job a while ago. He didn't rest on weekends, and all the money he earned was given to Qin Xiang.

"I have something to tell you, can you come back early today?"

"Wait until you get back."

Time goes back to 15 minutes ago.

Zhou Ziheng took an order, the address was very remote, it was an old community, and there was no doorbell. He knocked on the door for a long time before someone answered.

"Ms. Jiang?"

"I am." Ms. Jiang opened the door, but the anti-theft chain on the door was still tied.

Zhou Ziheng lifted the bag: "Your takeaway."

Ms. Jiang took two glances.

How to say, this face is not very close to the profession of a food deliveryman, and the feeling of scum is too strong.

Ms. Jiang took off the anti-theft chain, opened the door, and took the bag: "Thank you."

Zhou Ziheng left after delivering it.

"Wait." Ms. Jiang chased after her and asked boldly, "Is it convenient to add a WeChat?"

She is single without a spare.

Zhou Ziheng's expression was indifferent, and he simply refused: "It's inconvenient."

Miss Jiang is very sorry.

There are no elevators in the community, so Zhou Ziheng walked down the stairs.There are only three buildings in the entire community, and there is no greenery. The word "demolition" is written on the walls with red paint.

There was a sound from the hallway between the two buildings next door.

"Come here again, I'll call someone."

"What is your name?"

The community is being demolished, and the residents have basically moved out. There is no one within a hundred meters of this spot.

Except for Zhou Ziheng.

He glanced at it and left.

Four boys still followed the girl, all of them in school uniforms, either in middle school or high school.

Why not help?

He was not so busy, and rushed home to see Qin Xiang.

"Why didn't you call?"

The leading boy had dyed chestnut hair, had a daisy tattooed on the back of his hand, and hung his school uniform loosely on his body, whistling, in the style of a troubled teenager: "Isn't it good at school? I don't give homework. Copy, the report is quite fun."

The girl should be a good student, wearing glasses and a neatly dressed school uniform: "Don't come here!"

The four boys gathered around.

"Scared?"

The girl took off her schoolbag and took out her wallet: "I have money, I can give you all the money."

The chestnut-haired boy grabbed the wallet and said, "That's it, send the beggars." He pushed the girl back to the corner, played with the pendant on her schoolbag, and went down to touch the girl's back waist. "Why don't you play with us?"

The girl shouted in horror: "Don't touch me!"

Zhou Ziheng stopped.

He has no sympathy, no sense of justice, and sometimes even wants to take revenge on society, but he has a very annoying thing-harassing underage girls.

He put his pockets in, walked back, and kicked the withered old tree between the two buildings: "If you grab money, you will grab money, and you have to be disciplined."

The young boy was too arrogant: "Who are you? It's none of your business!"

Hands still not taken away.

Zhou Ziheng stepped forward and kicked up.

The other three boys rushed to help, but they were all half-aged teenagers, and they couldn't do anything better than Zhou Ziheng, who was desperate for a fight.

The "brown hair" who was kicked to the ground picked up a brick while taking advantage of the chaos, and smashed it at the back of Zhou Ziheng's head.

With a firm click, there was a muffled sound.

Zhou Ziheng touched the back of his head, his eyes darkened, he pulled the boy over, fell to the ground, and kicked his stomach.

His eyes were red, and he kicked harder than ever.

The quack doctor who hypnotized him also said that he probably has violent tendencies.

The three boys next to them were terrified by the situation, and they turned around and ran away, ignoring their companions.

According to Zhou Ziheng's style of play, people will die.

The girl who was bullied was also frightened.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziheng's phone rang.

Because he wanted to deliver meals, Qin Xiang bought him a smart phone, and the old second-hand old phone was replaced with five plates by the collector.

"Self-inflicted."

Only then did Zhou Ziheng stop and listen to Qin Xiang's words.

The boy who was kicked to the point of his liver seized the gap, endured the severe pain, and ran away.

"I have something to tell you, can you come back early today?"

Zhou Ziheng moved his fists. He hadn't hit anyone for too long, and his hands hurt: "What's the matter? Can't talk now?"

Qin Xiang said mysteriously, "Wait when you come back."

"Okay, I'll go back now."

Zhou Ziheng hung up the phone and left.

The girl behind her said, "Thank you."

He looked back.

Qin Xiang was so big back then.

The girl looked at him timidly, and didn't dare to step forward: "That...you're bleeding."

Zhou Ziheng touched the back of his head, his eyes suddenly turned black, and he fell forward.

*****
"Hello, the number you dialed has not been answered, please try again later."

It was very late, it was dark, and Zhou Ziheng's cell phone was never answered.The soup was still simmering, Qin Xiang hung up the phone, put the phone on the table, and went to the kitchen to turn off the fire.

The phone rang again.

She immediately ran to answer the phone: "Ziheng."

"Hello, is this Miss Qin Xiang Qin?"

"I'm."

The one who contacted Qin Xiang was a nurse in the hospital's emergency room.Qin Xiang took his wallet and rushed to the hospital immediately.

After asking in a hurry, she found Zhou Ziheng in the emergency ward. He was lying on the hospital bed with a bandage on his head and was infusion.

"Self-inflicted."

"Self-inflicted."

Zhou Ziheng didn't wake up.

Qin Xiang found the nurse on duty and asked anxiously, "Nurse, is he seriously injured? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Are you his family?"

"Ah."

The nurse said, "The wound has been treated. It's nothing serious. You go to the lobby to pay the bill first."

"OK, thanks."

Qin Xiang was worried all the way, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. She was nervous for too long, so she calmed down and went to pay the fee.

The hand was suddenly pulled.

"Qin Xiang."

The man in the hospital bed woke up.

Qin Xiang looked back at him: "Chen Yedu?"

　*****
　　After the early morning of the second watch, I will see it tomorrow morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)