Where am I?
Where am I now!?
I still have some impression of the scene that greeted my eyes before I fainted.
A person with a dragon and tiger tattoo on his arm seemed to be blocking my path as I fell.
Who was that person?
Was I brought back by this person?
Just as one question after another popped into my mind continuously...
A woman with her hair tied in a bun, light makeup, and wearing a pink and white tank top pushed the door open and came in.
Although the woman was beautiful, the tattoos on both her arms and chest greatly diminished the first impression she made.
At least, that's what I thought.
A woman with tattoos isn't necessarily bad.
But there are very few good women who have tattoos.
After entering, the tattooed beautiful woman didn't turn on the light but directly sat on the head of the bed, looking me up and down with an indescribable mysterious smile.
The moment the beautiful woman sat on the bed, I smelled her perfume.
It was faint, not too strong.
As the beautiful woman sized me up, I was also constantly sizing her up.
Judging by her casual attire and her worldly aura, I deduced... she was likely a seafood vendor!
Actually, I shouldn't have used the word "deduced."
Because the trash can on the floor had already explained everything.
The countless white tissues and various brands of condoms inside were the most direct evidence.
Furthermore, judging by the number of condoms in the trash can, it could be inferred that the beautiful woman in front of me was not a newcomer to the seafood trade but an experienced expert in selling fish, having pleased countless men.
However, these things had nothing to do with me.
As long as she wasn't from the Qianmen Landao or an accomplice of that group of riffraff, I was temporarily safe.
I was sure I was injured.
Because all my clothes were gone, leaving only my underwear!
Looking down, apart from my lower legs being covered in bruises and contusions, the area above my abdomen and below my chest was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.
It looked like a knife wound!
No wonder I fainted without any warning. I must have not noticed the knife wound and the intense running.
After realizing this, I immediately struggled to sit up from the bed and then began searching the clothes by the bedside for my phone.
Unfortunately, I found nothing.
Just as I looked up at the beautiful seafood vendor and cast a questioning glance at her, I suddenly heard her say, "Stop looking!"
"When I dragged you back by taxi, I searched you from head to toe."
"No phone, no wallet, nothing."
Hearing this, my expression froze for a moment.
But then, I felt relieved.
Compared to the embarrassment of losing my phone and bank cards, I was more concerned about my current situation.
Given that I had nothing on me, the fact that this beautiful seafood vendor rescued me suggested she wasn't entirely heartless.
With that thought, I began to thank her.
But to my surprise, after nodding slightly, this beautiful seafood vendor directly said to me, "Don't thank me, just remember to pay!"
"The taxi cost 15, the small clinic for consultation and medicine cost another 873, and the overnight fee was 100, totaling 988."
Upon hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the clothes by the bedside and said, "Look at me, where on earth could I have hidden any money?"
As soon as I said this, the seafood vendor's smiling face vanished, and she replied expressionlessly, "Damn it! I knew it! Just a broke gambling addict!"
"You can leave now! Turn right at the door, thank you!"
"It's early in the morning, and running into you is my bad luck!"
"Hurry up and get dressed and leave, don't delay my business!"
Because I wasn't sure about the situation outside, and I was injured, I remained unmoved even though she had ordered me to leave.
Leaning on the edge of the bed, I glanced sideways at the seafood vendor and asked, "Can you lend me your phone to make a call?"
The seafood vendor completely ignored my question and replied with a cold laugh, "What for? Are you going to tell me you're going to call a friend to bring you money?"
"Yes! Don't you want your money back?" I retorted, feeling speechless.
"Heh! Give me a break!"
Sitting up from the bed, the seafood vendor looked at me with contempt and disdain, saying coldly, "If someone could come and bring you money, you wouldn't have been chased and hacked like this in the first place!?"
"I've seen plenty of gamblers! Especially young, idle, good-for-nothing gambling addicts like you!"
"You never carry anything with you, and only think of calling your family when you're out of money or in trouble!"
"You're asking me for my phone to call, probably to use your injury as an excuse to cheat your friends and family, right?"
"And, preferably, money directly into your account, isn't that right?"
Seeing my silence, the seafood vendor directly pointed to the door and said with a cold face, "I won't even charge you for the medical expenses or the overnight stay. Get out of here!"
"I don't care what you do outside, but here... I won't lend you my phone to give you a chance to cheat others out of money!"
"If it weren't for the fact that I don't want to get into trouble, I wouldn't have saved you at all!"
"Gambling addicts like you are a waste of food and deceive people's feelings! Just go and die outside!"
Hearing the seafood vendor's indignant words, I was completely stunned!
What was going on?
Why, just because I wanted to borrow a phone and was penniless, did she imagine so many scenarios of me being a gambling addict?
Honestly, while being scolded by a seafood vendor right in front of me, for a moment after regaining my senses, I really wanted to slap her across the face.
Merciless prostitutes, unrighteous actors!
No woman in this line of work is any good!
But thinking that I had been rescued by her by chance, I finally suppressed the thought.
So, before she could continue to order me out, I stopped her first and said, "No matter how much you want to scold me, can you... lend me your phone first, so I can make a call outside?"
"This way, if you insist I'm a gambling addict, you can listen in on speakerphone."