After the shift change, it was almost five o'clock.
Wen Changling had just walked out of the oncology building when someone blocked his way.
"Wen Changling."
Wen Changling detoured around them.
Zeng Zhili threw away the half-smoked cigarette in his hand and chased after him.
"Is the money ready?"
Wen Changling walked quickly, "I don't have any money."
Zeng Zhili persisted annoyingly, "You work in such a big hospital and have no money?" As he spoke, he reached out to rummage through Wen Changling's bag.
Wen Changling dodged to one side.
"Keep following me, and I'll call the police."
Zeng Zhili crossed his arms, shaking his leg on the spot, "Calling the police to arrest me again?" He said with the shamelessness of a dead pig not afraid of scalding water, "What are you charging me with this time? Rape again?"