Song Dabai's voice startled Daming and Wei Zai outside, and they pushed the door open and came in.
"Kid, what are you shouting for? Keep it down!" Daming was tall and burly, with tattoos on his body, and a fierce look on his face, appearing somewhat intimidating.
Song Dabai was scared too, but he knew clearly that if he got frightened, he would have even less chance to escape.
So, he mustered the courage to say, "I, my stomach hurts... I'm in pain... Can you, can you take me to the hospital?"
"Do you think I'm stupid? Take you to the hospital so you can escape, right?" Daming cursed angrily.
"But, but I'm really in pain, ugh—" As Song Dabai spoke, he began to fake vomiting.
Daming looked at the vomit on the ground, spat disdainfully, "Damn it! Why are you pretending with me?"
