23.Dealings

Dr. Zhao looked at Qi Xia with difficulty, and Qi Xia didn't know how to answer.

"Can this be used?" Qi Xia asked in a small voice.

"Not a big problem." Dr. Zhao nodded, "Medical suture needles often use curved needles, as long as they are sharp enough."

Qi Xia pondered for a while and spoke to the shopgirl, "Girl, we don't have any money, can we exchange something with you?"

"Money?" The shopgirl looked straight at Qi Xia with her eyes, as if she was trying to understand what 'money' meant, and after a long time, she opened her mouth and said, "I don't want money, just sleep with me."

"Sleep ...?" Qi Xia's lips moved slightly, "What do you mean?"

"After we sleep, we can eat the little piglets!" The female shopkeeper revealed a trace of a maniacal expression, and then she actually drooled.

With that said, she walked over to the dirty bed, bent down and sat down, then patted the spot beside her.

That spot happened to have a large pool of dried blood.

"Come on, get over here."

The shopgirl nimbly took off her blouse; she wore nothing underneath, and her dried-up body was covered in dirty mud and blood, looking like a skeleton.

Qiao Jiajin was silent for half a day before he poked Qi Xia with his elbow and said, "Just offer yourself."

"Why don't you go?" Qi Xia didn't have the heart to say.

"The boss ordered you." Qiao Jiajin gloated, "Didn't you hear? As long as you sleep with her, we can eat the little piglets in her pot, and besides, the writer is waiting for that fish hook to save his life. How do you say this is considered a merit ..."

Before Qi Xia could reply, the shopgirl seemed to have heard what Qiao Jiajin had said, so she turned her face to him and said, "You can come too! All four of you can come!"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiajin froze, "Me ...?"

"What the ..." Officer Li finally couldn't help himself, after so many years on the police force, the situation in front of him was completely beyond his knowledge, "Girl, what do you figure? We are here to buy something, why do you still have to hitch yourself?"

"I ..." the shopgirl's eyes widened, suddenly yelled, "I want to eat piglets ah!!!"

After saying that, she seemed to remember something, hurriedly put the fish hook and fishing line in her hand on the bed, and then ran to the side of the iron pot to look inside.

"The little piglets ... can't be cooked ... badly."

She was a little worried as she picked up a branch and fiddled with the pot a few times.

Qi Xia took advantage of this and quietly walked over to the bedside, then picked up the fish hook and line, turned back to Dr. Zhao and said, "Go save the people first, we'll deal with it here."

"Good!"

Dr. Zhao took the fish hook and fishing line outside, found a fairly clean stone from the ground, and began to deal with the fish hook, as he told a few girls about the situation inside the house in a few words.

Sugar, being a professional, still couldn't understand the behavior of the shopkeeper inside the house.

"Never mind all that, Zixia's right, save the people first." Ringo took the fishing line and turned back to check on Han Yimo.

Dr. Zhao used a stone to polish the rust off the hook and then sharpened it as much as he could, and Ringo stepped aside to straighten out the stray fishing line.

"Almost ..." Dr. Zhao said as he made sure everything was ready, then turned back to Han Yimo, "I'm going to remove your harpoon and stitch up the wound."

"Good ..." Han Yimo nodded slightly.

"But we don't have any anesthetic." Dr. Zhao said with difficulty, "The pain may be beyond your imagination."

"It's fine ... at least I'll survive, right?" Han Yimo asked with a bitter smile.

"If the wound doesn't get infected ... there's no problem surviving."

"That's good ...Come on ..."

...

Inside the room, three men stood behind the shopgirl, watching her fiddle with the pot.

She wasn't wearing a single piece of clothing, but the three men's insides were so unruffled that they even wanted to run away a little.

"Hey, liar." Qiao Jiajin asked in a low voice, "You stole someone's 'goods', what if she gets angry later?"

"I don't know." Qi Xia shook her head.

Officer Li was silent for a while and whispered, "Don't we still have the 'Dao'? I wonder if she wants it?"

"How can that be?!" Qiao Jiajin said with some displeasure, "That's the 'Dao' that was traded with all of our lives, and you're just going to give it to this crazy person?"

"We're also saving lives!"

The two were arguing when the shopgirl slowly turned back over.

As if relieved, she walked with a calm demeanor to the bed, where the hooks and lines had been placed, now empty.

She looked at the bed somewhat by hesitation, as if she thought something was wrong, "Huh?"

But soon she shook her head and said, "Right ... sleep. Which one of you four will come first?"

The shopgirl raised her head and looked at the three people in front of her, looking dazed again, and asked, "Not four? Have you always been three? Never mind, three is fine."

Qiao Jiajin shook his head and whispered, "See, she's madder than I thought."

"Well ...," Qi Xia froze for half a day and spoke, "We don't want to sleep with you, we're just here to buy something."

With those words, he pulled out a golden "Dao" from his pocket and placed it next to the shopgirl before continuing, "I don't know if this is considered valuable, but it's all we have."

According to what Qi Xia thought, the people living here must have recognized those animal masks, and must have more or less heard of the 「Dao」, and this kind of thing that one exchanges one's life for, no matter how one thinks about it, is of some value.

The shopgirl looked at the bead curiously, then picked it up and squeezed it a few times, the bead seemed to be a bit flexible, I don't know what material it was made of.

Then under the three people's shocked gazes, she threw the bead into her mouth.

Only heard a "cackle" sound, the bead was chewed by her bite and chewed, swallowed into her stomach.

"It's not tasty ..." the shopgirl shook her head, "It's far worse than a little piglet."

"It ..."

The three big men never thought that what they had traded their lives for would be used as a snack, and for a while they were all speechless.

"No sleep ... then you guys go ..." The shopgirl sighed helplessly, her expression was very lost, "Someone will always come and sleep with me. "

Although the situation is incomprehensible to the three people, but now at least it is possible to go.

The three men resentfully exited the house and were contemplating how to tell the crowd that they had lost a 'Dao' when they saw that right in front of them, Dr. Zhao had already pulled out the harpoon from Han Yimo's body, and at that moment, his blood was spurting out, and his head was covered in a weak sweat.

"Come help!" Ringo called out.

Qiao Jiajin and Officer Li rushed up and helped hold down Han Yimo's arms and legs.

Under this kind of extreme pain, one would involuntarily fidget.

"Han Yimo, look at me!" Dr. Zhao said seriously, "Still know who I am?!"

"You're Dr. Zhao ...," Han Yimo said with a frown and gritted teeth.

"That's right, you need to stay awake!" Dr. Zhao threaded the fishhook through the line and pierced his flesh in one fell swoop.

Han Yimo stifled another grunt.

"You and I will have a chat!" Dr. Zhao said unhurriedly, "Chat about something you're interested in to distract yourself!"

"Things that interest me ...?" Han Yimo smiled bitterly.

"Aren't you a fiction writer?" Dr. Zhao said, "How about talking about your work?"