Chapter 504 Send to the Hospital!

Besides, the two people lying on the ground were really powerless now and were completely beaten stupid.

They didn't even realize what was going on, they were beaten and disabled by a beggar, and besides being conscious, everything else was wrong.

The mouth cannot speak and the person cannot walk.

Fortunately, a kind-hearted angel in white saved them.

"Why did it end up like this? No, we must send him to the hospital immediately." Ning He pretended to make a phone call.

The ambulance that had been waiting not far away rushed over, and with the efforts of the angels in white, these two "unidentified" poor people were sent to the military hospital.

What happened next, Lin Mumu still wanted to read the gossip, but was taken back to the military compound by Yun Ting.

It looked like it was almost time, and it was time for their military district party.

The party in the military area was particularly lively. The usually serious soldiers put on various costumes, sang, danced, performed skits, and told cross talk. There was also a young soldier who unexpectedly performed a high-end peacock dance. Yes, male warrior!

The military wives also refused to lag behind and launched one program after another.

Lin Mumu caught Yun Ting's attention and sat in the front row with Yun Ting, the leader of the army, so he could see the show clearly.

Although these programs are not as good as the Spring Festival Gala watched on TV every year, the feeling is completely different between live and TV.

Lin Mumu’s bamboo flute solo was ranked relatively low. She was halfway through watching it, and was called backstage by Mrs. Ma in advance to prepare.

"Comrade Xiaolin, sit down quickly and I'll do your hair and makeup."

"How do you want it to be combed? I'll comb it myself!" Lin Mumu panicked. She didn't want anyone else to comb her hair. She would be distressed if a few strands were combed out.

"How do you know how to make this kind of scorpion braid?" Mrs. Ma stopped and said, "Just sit down and I'll comb it for you."

Look at the young women next to them combing their hair. She really doesn’t know how to do it!

But Lin Mumu didn't want anyone to comb her hair, so she awkwardly said, "Then I'll comb it into a ponytail. I'll be energetic."

"What are you so angry about? There's nothing special about it. You're performing in an ancient style, with your hair in high braids, just like men. Comrade Xiaolin, I really don't mean it to you. How can you perform with your hairstyle?" Mrs. Ma was anxious.

Lin Mumu bit her lip, thinking about the hairstyles she could style, all of which seemed quite simple.

She was not happy to let others comb her hair. Isn't it just a performance? It would be a big loss if she had a lot of hair.

"Let me comb her hair." A familiar voice reached Lin Mumu's ears.

She turned her head and saw Yun Ting, who was wearing a black Tang suit.

So he also has a show? Why didn't she know?

Lin Mumu turned her dark eyes to look at Yun Ting. Yun Ting helplessly straightened her head and whispered: "Sit tight and don't move."

"Oh." Sit down, just sit down!

There is a mirror when you sit down.

Through the mirror, what Lin Mumu saw was Yun Ting's fingers moving through her hair at a very slow speed.

In fact, Yun Ting's braiding speed is not slow. The main problem is that Lin Mumu's comparison object is wrong. She actually compares with Yun Ting's hand speed when playing with the computer.

She didn't even think about it. If Yun Ting combed her hair so fast, would all her hair be ripped out?

Sister-in-law Ma was standing next to her, praising her with a smile on her face: "I didn't expect that Chief Yun, a grown man, has such good skills. Look at the braided hair, how neat it is. You used to comb women's hair, right?"