Here Lies The Wicked

The hospital outpatient service usually starts at 8 am.

Before 7: 00 in the morning, there was already a lively scene in front of the hospital.

The first bus in the morning also arrived at the City people's hospital station. The car, which was originally full of passengers, immediately got off two-thirds of the people, and the car was mostly empty.

Almost all the people who got off the bus were old people who came to the hospital for physical examination or follow-up. Some of the women were going to the inpatient department to take care of their relatives.

7: 30.

In front of the City people's hospital, there was a long traffic jam, almost paralyzed.

These were all private cars that drove to the hospital in the morning to see patients or pick up relatives. Because the hospital parking space was already full, they had to be stuck in the driveway outside the hospital.

It was eight o' clock.

The road in front of the hospital was already crowded and crowded with people, making a lot of noise.

All kinds of breakfast spots and snack stalls filled the originally wide sidewalk and suddenly became crowded.

However, people were happy to buy breakfast, eat hot fresh steamed buns, and take a breath of steaming hot soy milk to warm their stomachs... This is a life full of vitality.

Although with the noise of the world, this is the most real state of life.

There was also a different kind of silence in the noise... People just need to make a living, earn money, reunite with their relatives, and not worry about the war, the destruction of their families, and the exile... Peace is good!

It was just an alley away from the City people's hospital, and there was a three-capital hotel.

Room 304.

Fang Zheng stood behind the curtain, warm and caressing her face in the golden light of the morning. Seeing the world gradually recovering and bustling, she recalled what had happened recently. All of a sudden, there was a lyrical feeling.

Peace is a girl's paper!

Peace is the game!

Peace is good food!

All those who oppose peace are heretics!

From last night's midnight check-in to almost noon, Fang Zheng had been squatting for most of the day, but he had never seen any signs of gray from the hospital.

"It seems that the last time I saw the greyish aura, it was just an accident, not every day."

Fang Zheng felt a little regretful and had to prepare to return to his residence.

He had to get back to his place before noon, not wasting three precious hours of practice.

As for entering the hospital to investigate the truth?

The last time he stopped at the door for a little while, a little brother from the army came up to check on him. As for the security level in the hospital, it was obvious.

Fang Zheng never thought that he would risk exposing himself to danger.

...

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"Xiao he, you don't have to do anything today. You are responsible for keeping an eye on the customer at table 16. If he dares to hide a piece of chicken bone or waste food, tell me immediately! See how I punish him until he goes bankrupt!"

The lobby manager's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Those eyes, as if they were going to eat people, made people's scalp explode.

It could be imagined that the lobby manager's mood at this time, exactly how bad, the waiters, chefs, foremen in the store all avoided like cannibals, and their eyes did not dare to look directly at the lobby manager's eyes that wanted to eat people, afraid of causing a fire.

"Manager, the guest at table 16 can't hide a chicken bone at all, let alone a chicken bone." A waiter said with a bitter face.

"How do you know?" The lobby manager glared fiercely.

That guy eats more ferociously than a dinosaur. He swallows the whole chicken bone into his stomach. Even the shell crabs are eaten with their shells and meat. My teeth are so good that they make my teeth ache. I've been keeping an eye on him ever since he came into the store. Not to mention, this guest is the cleanest and least wasteful eater I've ever seen. Elmar, there's not even a bone, not even a shred of meat on the table, not even a plate, not even a plate. Manager, do you think... Is our store going to be a ghost ghost?" The waiter said timidly.

"Starved to death! Have you ever seen a ghost kill matt so unorthodox, eat a buffet, wear sunglasses, wear a cap, and be afraid of being recognized!" The lobby manager scolded him.

"It's the first time in my life that I've ever seen someone eat crabs, even their shells. It's like eating glass, and I'm not afraid of piercing my mouth or my intestines." The waiter was shocked.

The manager of the lobby was shocked. He turned around and took a closer look, okay... What a shocking sight!

Her eyes bulged like a light bulb.

A whole hand-grilled chicken, with meat on its bones, was eaten up in two bites.

A lobster weighing two kilograms reached the guest's mouth, and it was as if it were chewing ordinary bread. It was shelled, headed, with two big claws, and chewed it up in a few bites.

In this scene, people were dumbfounded and their heads were numb.

It was like a glutton hiding in his body.

There are ten thousand sentences of mmp in my mind.

Previously, he saw table 16, which had been very clean, only empty dishes, no bones and shellfish. He did not vomit the bones everywhere like other guests. He thought it was the waiter who cleaned up the shop diligently.

Then, the lobby manager finally understood what it meant to live like a year.

Table 16 guests ate more food in a minute than the average family of three combined. Most importantly, they had been eating for hours.

Finally, in the sincere prayer that the lobby manager had never prayed before, it was finally up to 9: 30 pm when it was closed.

Then, Fang Zheng, who was reincarnated like a starving ghost, was politely escorted out of the cafeteria under the gaze of the lobby manager, who was like a god of plague.

"Manager, the special grilled chicken in your store tastes great. It reminds me of the familiar taste when I was a child. I was the first person in the village to eat kentucky chicken bones." Fang Zheng's eyes revealed memories.

The lobby manager asked curiously, "What about the chicken?"

Fang Zheng glanced at the manager and said, "It was my aunt's birthday that year. I took a month's allowance, rode the phoenix bicycle, and brought my aunt to the city to eat kfc."

"Then you are really filial," the lobby manager said with a smile.

"No, my aunt is five years younger than me." Fang Zheng said solemnly.

"... The lobby manager.

"Manager, your store has given me a familiar taste of childhood and successfully earned a repeat customer. Can you let me go in and savor it for another hour?" Fang Zheng said sincerely.

"... The lobby manager.

"I'm sorry sir, we're closing up." The lobby manager's face darkened as he slammed the door shut.

Starting tomorrow... No, right now, get the back chef to get rid of the grilled chicken immediately. It's so familiar to me when I was a kid!

This was clearly a slap in the face, scolding them for their terrible food, not as good as kfc a decade ago.

Outside the store, Fang Zheng looked up at the moon hesitantly at a 45 degree angle.

Every time they practiced, they would starve and eat for six or seven hours, which made them feel very distressed.

It was a waste of time.

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