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  It turned out that the old doctor's words were a bit exaggerated, and the situation was not as severe as imagined. She did indeed have acute pneumonia, but as long as it didn't lead to sepsis, her life would not be in danger.

  If the icy cold persistent high fever can't be brought down, she might get burned out, and become a soulless wooden puppet, it's better to dig a hole and bury her to end the suffering.

  At 12:10, the cold sweat had receded and the situation was stabilizing. At this time, Wu Ming was discussing her condition with the attending physician. What Wu Ming was concerned about was whether pneumonia would cause her chest to shrink?

  As Wu Ming walked out of the doctor's office, he dialed Zhuge Dachang's number again. A sweet male voice answered, "The user you are calling has powered off." A worried expression appeared on his face.

  Will Brother Pig be okay?

  Back in the intensive care unit, Wu Ming hung up the IV drip and sat down on the sofa beside her, appreciating the beauty's sleeping posture with great interest. The cold and icy Sleeping Beauty was no longer sharp and powerful, but had added a touch of gentleness. She didn't look like that businesswoman who dominated the commercial world, but rather an introverted and quiet girl next door.

  She rolled over onto the cold floor, pinning down the IV tube. Wu Ming flashed a smile, stood up and walked to the bedside, gently pulled out her soft hand, then helped cover her with the blanket. This movement startled the beauty, their eyes met...

  Her eyes sparkled with a faint smile as she said, "Thank you!"

  Wu Ming felt a bit unaccustomed to Ling Bing's icy and colorful appearance, so he scratched the back of his head and said, "Want to eat something?"

  "I don't want to eat!"

  "The situation has stabilized now and I can be discharged from the hospital in a few days..." Wu Ming said casually, pausing for a moment before continuing: "By the way, do you want to call your parents to inform them?"

  "It's okay... I don't want them to worry."

  Wu Ming nodded and asked with concern: "Is there anywhere that feels uncomfortable now?"

  Leng Bingbing took a deep breath and frowned, saying: "It's just that I feel a bit suffocated in the chest."

  "Are you feeling congested?" Wu Ming coughed lightly twice and said matter-of-factly, "The doctor said if I'm feeling congested, he wants me to press on it a bit."

  He gave Wu Ming a cold, sidelong glance and said, "Do you want me to massage your chest?"

  Wu Ming nodded solemnly and said, "As the saying goes in traditional Chinese medicine, 'headache treated with foot', massage is just to promote blood circulation. The buttocks are where the arteries are located, so massaging the buttocks can also be effective."

  Her lips curled up slightly as she said, "I'm afraid I'm not professional enough, let's call a doctor instead!"

  "No need, no need..." Wu Ming stretched out his hands, his fingers wriggling with excitement as he said reassuringly: "Don't worry! I'm a professional!"

  Her icy hands subconsciously clasped her chest, and she hummed a sound, coldly saying: "Come out!"

  "Your grandson is calling, your grandson is calling..." The cute and playful voice of a child was the ringtone Wu Ming had set specifically for Zhuge Dachang. Wu Ming put away his smile and took out his phone to answer it in private.

  The phone rang, and Zhuge Dachang's infinitely wronged voice immediately sounded: "San Gui! Come and save me quickly!"

  "Wu Ming hastily asked: 'Where is it? Why is your phone out of battery?'"

  "I'm at the police station in Xilihuara area."

  Wu Ming sighed and said in a low voice: "Where is the end of the sky without fragrant grass? One hundred yuan can be easily found, Brother Pig! Why must you take the path of crime?"

  "Get out of here! I haven't committed any crime, hurry up and get me out of here, or else..." Zhuge Dachang's words were cut off abruptly.

  Wu Ming's face was a mixture of crying and laughing as he coldly asked, "Whose phone is this?"

  Wu Ming said with a heavy heart: "Our comrade has been arrested, and I'm going to rescue him now."

  "What's going on?"

  Wu Ming sighed and said: "Zhuge Dachang was caught by the police..." Facing Leng Bingbing's puzzled gaze, he shrugged his shoulders and continued: "Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on either. You'll only find out when you get there."

  "Then go quickly!"

  "Alright! Take a rest! I'll be back soon." After saying that, Wu Ming opened the door and walked out of the room. However, he had just left for a moment when, for some reason, he followed a nurse back in again.

  "How did you come back again?"

  Wu Ming pointed at the nurse and explained: "The nurse is going to help with the injection! I'm not at ease, so I came back."

  When the injection was ready, the middle-aged female nurse lifted the quilt, patted the cold buttocks, and hinted that she should take off her pants. The cold ice brought a hint of shyness, pulled down her pants, revealing a small section of white and delicate waist and buttocks.

  The middle-aged female nurse tried the needle and smiled in French: "This is an anti-inflammatory needle, it may hurt a bit."

  The nurse said his pants need to be pulled down a bit more.

  "Hmph! Don't think you can deceive me again." Leng Bing said coldly, seeing Wu Ming's face fall in great disappointment. In her heart, she couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph, even more exhilarated than closing a major business deal.

  "Cough... Well, I'm off."

  "Get out!"

  Wu Ming walked out of the room with his head down, a cold and icy expression revealing a hint of anger. Bastard, always thinking about taking advantage of women.

  ……………………………………………………

  Xilihe Police Station, for some reason, as soon as Wu Ming arrived at the police station, he felt uneasy all over and wanted to take a detour. He hesitated in front of the police station door for a while before finally plucking up the courage to go inside.

  Wu Ming always had a feeling in his heart that he seemed to be from the capital.

  I want to see my client. Wu Ming, speaking as a lawyer, flowed unimpeded in the police station and soon heard Zhuge Dachang's sorrowful song: "Iron gate! Iron window! Iron chain, I lean on the iron window and look outside..."

  The mournful singing voice was truly heart-wrenching to hear, and brought tears to the eyes of those who listened. Wu Ming's mouth twitched uncontrollably as he asked the police officer beside him, "Have we been mistreating him?"

  The police officer waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Absolutely not, he won't speak French, we just suspect him of illegal entry, so we detained him."

  A prison cell, Zhuge Dachang grasped the iron bars with both hands, looking at Wu Ming, excitedly choking back tears: "San Gui! You've finally come."

  Wu Ming walked to the iron window and grasped Zhuge Dachang's hands with both of his, sighing: "After going in, reform well and strive for a reduced sentence."

  "Sister!" Zhuge Dachang roared: "Quickly tell them to let me go."

  "Are you kidding me? They're not my sons, can they listen to me?" Wu Ming said irritably: "First tell me, what's going on."

  Zhuge Dachang briefly explained the situation, and after going through a lot of hardships to get down the mountain, his phone was out of battery and he couldn't contact Wu Ming. After finally walking to a populated area, he hailed a taxi and wanted to go to a place with Chinese people to ask for help. Due to the language barrier, the taxi driver inexplicably took him to the police station.

  No one in the police station could speak English, so after a lot of confusion and gesturing, he was taken away. After a long time of struggling to communicate, he finally got the chance to make a phone call to Wu Ming for help.

  After listening to Zhuge Dachang's experience, Wu Ming shook his head and smiled: "It's really unlucky enough."

  "It's not, is it! Just now an English speaker came and said that I will be sent back tomorrow...". Zhuge Dachang sighed: "Hurry up and think of a way to get me out of here, if it's too late, it'll be too late."

  "Escorted?" Wu Ming chuckled and said: "That's right! The plane ticket is saved."

  "Cut it out! Stop messing around."

  "Wait, I'll deal with them."

  …………………………………………………………

  Zhuge Dachang only had his ID card on him, and his passport and entry permit were still at the resort in the Alps, so he was detained by the police. Wu Ming provided some information, and soon the police found their entry records. After verifying them, they finally released Zhuge Dachang.

  Two people walked out of the police station, Zhuge Dachang muttered: "I don't know if there is any shallot tofu here?"

  "Tofu? What tofu?"

  Zhuge Dachang turned back and said with a smile, "If you come out of the police station, you have to eat shallots and tofu to show your innocence. Otherwise, you'll go in again."

  Wu Ming said disbelievingly: "Come on! This is France, there's definitely no scallion tofu, but there's tender tofu for women, want some?"

  Zhuge Dachang chuckled and said, "That's not bad either!"

  The streets were unusually quiet at midnight, and the cold wind blew into their collars. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang shivered simultaneously, standing by the roadside for a while, still unable to hail a taxi.

  "It's freezing! Why isn't there a car? How did we just get here?"

  Wu Ming turned up the collar of his coat and said, "I just came out of the hospital. There's a taxi waiting for you outside."

  "How's Leng Zong doing?"

  "It's nothing, but I still need to stay in the hospital for a few more days..." Wu Ming pulled on Zhuge Dachang's clothes and said, "Let's go, let's find a place to avoid the wind first, or we'll freeze to death."

  The two of them walked several streets and found a 24-hour convenience store, where they ate some bread and hot dogs. Feeling a bit warmer, they continued walking on the cold and windy street. On a dimly lit street, they saw a beautiful woman standing by the roadside.

  A heavily made-up beauty with a first-rate frost resistance, wearing an ultra-mini skirt under her coat, her snow-white thighs exposed to the cold wind, dressed so sexily standing by the road, her profession is already obvious.

  "Wu Ming exclaimed: 'Great professionalism! It's so late and cold, yet you're still doing business. Truly admirable!'"

  "Others may be in urgent need of money, what a poor woman!" Zhuge Dachang squeezed Wu Ming and said: "Shouldn't we help her?"

  "We have to help!"

  Two old slickers quickly came up to chat her up, and just as they had agreed on a price, the beauty suddenly flashed a cold smile. At this moment, several men rushed out from the dark and pulled out their badges, shouting: "We are police! You two are suspected of illegal transactions and are now under arrest."

  Zhuge Dachang cried with a sad face and asked: "San Gui! Are we going to be unlucky again?"

  Wu Ming let out a long sigh and said: "Yes!"

  Soon, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were taken back to the police station, still Xilihu Police Station. After a round of questioning, the two were directly locked in a detention room.

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang pitifully leaned against the iron window, singing together that familiar ditty: "Iron gate! Iron window! Iron lock chain, with my hand on the iron window I gaze outside..."

  The singing voice is truly desolate and sorrowful, making people who listen to it unable to hold back tears...

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