I went to get some clothes from Chen Weiqiang; it's better than wearing this torn, yellowed, and foul-smelling hospital gown.
He's about five centimeters shorter than me, so his trousers turned into ankle pants on me, and the white shirt became a tight fit.
After changing into clean clothes, I threw the tattered hospital gown at him and said calmly, "From now on, we're done!"
"Heh, still keeping that disciplined physique! No wonder that old hag Meili couldn't bear to let you die!" Chen Weiqiang sneered, tossing the gown into the trash.
"Aren't you worried? If I rise up, you'll be the first one I take down!" I grabbed the bag with two more clean outfits and laughed coldly.
He was taken aback, not expecting my sudden change.
But then he laughed confidently, "Tsk tsk, are you still a virgin? Haha, I'm waiting for the day you have to sell yourself to climb up!"
I clenched my fists, wanting to punch him but forced myself to stay calm.
Even the words I said made me feel disgusted.
"In this place, good-looking men are no safer than women! You're still too naive. Before you think about killing me, think about how to survive!" He locked the door, patted my shoulder, and walked downstairs with his phone.
Watching his indifferent and carefree figure, I shrugged off his touch and headed to my lowly dorm.
One thing I couldn't figure out was why he told Meili that I was poor and a sports student. Was it just to torment me?
Maybe he didn't mention my martial arts skills to avoid losing his position!
Ten days had passed, and I wondered how Uncle Scar and Sister Dragon were doing. Had they escaped?
In this hellhole, people died every day.
In ten days, countless horrific things could happen.
Because I had injured six or seven of their lackeys and was still sent to the hospital by the supervisor, the guards in the dorm became more restrained when they saw me.
They were also a bit dumbfounded seeing me in clean clothes.
I ignored them and went upstairs to the dorm.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Uncle Scar and Sister Dragon whispering to each other.
They noticed me immediately, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor in shock.
"Uncle Scar, Sister Dragon, Little Bottle is back!" I smiled genuinely at them.
If they hadn't watched over me that night, I'd be dead.
"Little... Little Bottle, is it really you? You're still alive?" Sister Dragon ran to me, not believing her eyes.
She even slapped herself to check if she was dreaming.
"Little Bottle, seeing you alive and well makes me so happy! You're looking sharp!" Uncle Scar grabbed my hands, looking me over carefully.
"Looking sharp doesn't fill your stomach," I sighed and handed him a pair of black shorts. "Here, new clothes for you!"
His short sleeves were yellowed and misshapen, and his long pants were so worn they were full of holes.
"Who says looking sharp doesn't help? Look at those muscles... That perverted supervisor must be crazy about you. Otherwise, why would she buy you clothes and take you to the hospital?" Uncle Scar teased, squeezing my shoulders and abs.
"What? Little Bottle, did you actually sleep with that old hag? I'm so disappointed..." Sister Dragon looked at me with disdain.
"No way! I'd rather die than touch her!" I quickly explained what happened, swearing several times before she believed me.
"These are Chen Cheng's clothes. He's shorter than me, so they fit tight and show off my figure... Honestly, that woman has ideas about me, but I have my ways to refuse her!" I leaned against the wall, recalling the past ten days as if it were a lifetime ago.
"Good, as long as she didn't sleep with you. You're still the pure Little Bottle in my heart," Sister Dragon said, relieved.
I rolled my eyes, "Am I that kind of person? Even if Sister Jade tried to seduce me, I wouldn't care!"
"Really?"
"Really! Beautiful women are like poison scorpions. I don't like them! Sister, why are you here?"
"I came to get news about you. I cried myself to sleep these past few days, terrified I'd never see you again," Sister Dragon said, blushing.
I was speechless and looked at Uncle Scar.
"Good to see you're okay. Enough chit-chat. Let's get serious," Uncle Scar said, changing the topic to save me.
"Yes, let's talk business," Sister Dragon agreed, nodding.
"In the next two days, take care of yourself. Don't let any injuries linger, and make sure you meet your quotas. Don't get thrown into the water dungeon. I got reliable information that there will be a riot in three days. We can use the chaos to escape," Uncle Scar whispered in my ear.
"A riot?"
What happened in the past ten days that led to this?
"Yes, I heard the spy you beat up was killed at the hospital. The Wei family's young mistress is furious and demanding an explanation. It's just a pretext; the parks have always had conflicts. The Wei family has wanted to take over our park for a long time," Uncle Scar explained.
"Will they hand me over?" I worried. Compared to calming the dispute, I'm insignificant and could be used as a scapegoat.
"No, our park boss, Bai, is tough. Plus, that old hag Meili likes you and has suppressed the matter. They wouldn't hand you over. It would be admitting guilt and lowering their status. Now Bai has the upper hand, insisting that the Wei spy tried to assault Sister Jade and was stopped by security. They're negotiating, so don't worry!" Uncle Scar reassured me, adding a joke, "Being good-looking can be useful sometimes. Too bad I'm old, haha."