7: Chapter 7 The Pervert in Beachwear 7: Chapter 7 The Pervert in Beachwear “I’m not going to the beach; take me to the hospital.”
After Zhao Guang got into the back of the car, he found sitting uncomfortable, so he simply lay sideways.
Then, as the angle increased, he eventually ended up half-lying down, supporting himself with the half of his buttocks that wasn’t injured.
Finally, he felt comfortable.
Buddy, why are you sitting ?
It must be uncomfortable, huh?”
“I’m injured and need to go to the hospital for treatment.
Please, hurry, driver.”
Zhao Guang nodded, and the driver’s expression turned serious and then into horror in an instant.
Suddenly, there was a strong thrust, and the speed of the car shot up dramatically.
Unaware, Zhao Guang almost rolled down from the seat but, fortunately, since it was quite narrow, he got wedged into the seat.
“Damn it, does it have to be ?” Zhao Guang, like a large insect, struggled continuously, trying to extricate himself from the crevice.
Seeing Zhao Guang’s constant wriggling, the terror in the driver’s eyes intensified.
The accelerator was floored, creating the sensation of speeding on the highway as the surroundings turned into streaks of light.
Finally free, Zhao Guang was about to say something when he heard a sharp screech of the brakes.
He quickly braced himself with his hands, nearly getting wedged back into the crevice.
“Driver, be careful, drive safely,” Zhao Guang said.
The speed almost made him throw up.
The driver pointed outside: “We’re here.” Zhao Guang looked and indeed it was a hospital.
This driver was really something, a good person to be around.
Hearing about his injury, he indeed rushed over at top speed.
On the way here, they must have run quite a few red lights.
What a good person indeed.
Zhao Guang said as he got out of the cab, “Just send the fare to my cellphone.”
It’s on the house.” Just as he heard the door close, the driver floored the accelerator, and the sound of the engine could rival a race car.
The taxi zoomed as if something was chasing it.
Zhao Guang, watching from behind, witnessed the legendary catapult start.
“This driver, what a good man.” Zhao Guang wiped the corner of his dry lips, moved, and turned to head into the hospital.
It was nighttime, and fewer people were around, making registration easy without the need to queue.
“What’s your situation?” The doctor looked up, then appeared baffled, “I mean, did you come to the wrong place?
This isn’t the psychiatric department.”
Zhao Guang, undeterred, began taking off his pants while saying, “What psychiatric department?
I came specifically for you.”
“Look, let’s talk this over, this is a hospital, and I am not that kind of person.”
“What kind of person?
Why are you running?” Zhao Guang had already taken his pants off.
“Buddy, there are cameras here; this is illegal, you know.
Don’t you know where the psychiatric department is?
Maybe I should take you there.” The doctor’s voice even had a hint of a sob.
These days, being a doctor was a high-risk job, not only having to prevent disputes but also ward off these kinds of perverts.
“Quick, take a look at this, my buttocks are injured, it will get infected if not treated soon.”
“Ah, oh, so you’re here to see a doctor.” The doctor finally realized that this was not a pervert.
No wonder he arrived in the middle of the night dressed and started taking off his pants as soon as they met; he thought he was a likeminded person.
Pff, what kindred spirits, I am certainly not that kind of person,” the Doctor inwardly despised the one before him.
“Your buttocks are practically rotting away, are you guys playing that hardcore?” the Doctor said, shaking his head while looking at Zhao Guang’s miserable buttocks as if evaluating some artwork.
Give me two more shots of tetanus and rabies vaccine.”
“This doesn’t look like a dog bite.
The wound is all wrong.
Listen, you can’t just administer shots at random, as they say, ‘every medicine has its poison…'”
Is this guy really a doctor?
Why won’t he stop talking?
Aren’t doctors these days supposed to see a patient in just a few minutes?
He’s just a chatterbox, and I’m still in pain here.
“I’m well aware of my situation, it was definitely a dog bite,” Zhao Guang turned and glared fiercely at the Doctor.
Seemingly intimidated by Zhao Guang, the Doctor quickly halted his endless chatter.
“Alright then, I’ll prescribe two shots.”
“And my foot got scraped too.
Give me some medicine for that as well.”
“Oh, oh, that truly sounds terrible.” The wound looked a bit odd, but as a professional, the Doctor could immediately tell generally what was going on.
“You young people, always into some weird stuff.
Running barefoot on the beach, of course, running on the ground will end up .
I treated another case last month; you really don’t listen to advice.”
“Alright, take this prescription, and go get your medicine.”
Waiting for Jiang Yang to leave, the Doctor suddenly patted his chest.
“That scared me to death.
Scare me will you, I’ll prescribe you extra shots, let’s see if it doesn’t hurt you.”
Zhao Guang wanted only two shots, but the Doctor ended up prescribing six, and they were to be administered separately.
After several jabs, Zhao Guang’s legs went numb, and it took him a long while to be able to walk.
“I seriously suspect that Doctor tricked me.”
While walking out, Zhao Guang cursed bitterly, but there was nothing he could do; by the time he realized it, he’d already been injected, and he could only see it through now.
Touching it with his hand, his buttocks felt swollen; he didn’t know how many days he’d have to lie at home.
And his feet were also wrapped in gauze, waddling like a duck as he walked.
With this condition, some even suggested I should use a wheelchair.
How could I possibly agree?
I greatly despise the person who suggested it, yet as I walked out, there were plenty of taxis at the hospital entrance, no need to wait.
“Drive a little more carefully; I’m still injured,” Zhao Guang said as soon as he got into the cab.
“Of course, I pick up a lot of people from the hospital, all five-star reviews.”
“Oh, you wouldn’t believe it, but those of us who drive taxis at night also have to protect ourselves well.
I heard about a colleague who picked up a pervert and nearly got molested.”
There are really a lot of perverts nowadays,” Zhao Guang replied nonchalantly.
“Exactly, who could’ve thought that even old men aren’t safe these days?
I heard that person was wearing shorts and was half-lying down at night…”
Through the rearview mirror, the driver’s speech slowed, and his expression turned increasingly terrified.
This pervert, why does he look so familiar, could it be…
There’s such a person, huh?
It just sounds so familiar to me too…” Zhao Guang showed a puzzled expression.
The next moment, accompanied by the roaring engine, that familiar thrusting sensation came again as the driver floored the accelerator.