Rebirth starts without a spare tire

"Of course not," Qin Kun said, "I am a law-abiding person, and it is impossible to do those illegal activities."

"Tell the truth." Liu Qing said.

"The fact is like this," Qin Kun said, "I can swear to God, I didn't order anyone to do such a thing. If I did, let me go out and be hit by a car."

The most he said was that he mentioned such a thing in a mixed group of dragons and snakes, mentioned that there was an old man who took drugs, that the old man had cash in his hand, and mentioned the old man's ward number.

He really didn't do anything else.

He is already a rich man, so of course he can't do anything illegal.

When Liu Qing heard what he said, she felt relieved, and then called Ye Mo to wake her up, and asked him to drive her to Mo Xiaodie's place and pick her up to the hospital.

"Why do you go there in the middle of the night?" Ye Mo felt very strange.

"Her father had an abnormal reaction and was admitted to the intensive care unit, where he is being rescued," Liu Qing explained.

"Then why save him? Wouldn't it be better to let him die?" Ye Mo said angrily.

Chapter 401

When Liu Qing's big Benz drove to the downstairs of Mo Xiaodie's apartment, Qin Kun hadn't arrived yet.

Mo Xiaodie stood outside the gate, it was past midnight, and there were not many people on the street.

She stood there alone, looking at the past from a distance, very lonely.

Ye Mo drove the car to her side and stopped.

Mo Xiaodie was a little surprised when she saw Liu Qing's car driving over - she only knew that Qin Kun came to pick her up, but she didn't expect it to be Liu Qing.

Now she is in a bad mood, but when she saw that the boss came over in person in the middle of the night, she felt warm again.

At the same time, I feel very guilty - because of my own affairs, the boss has worried so much.

"Xiaodie, get in the car first." Liu Qing poked her head out of the back seat window.

Mo Xiaodie opened the car door, sat next to him, and said in a low voice: "Boss, it's late at night, I'm really sorry to trouble you."

There was some crying in the voice.

It's really sad, sad in every way.

Liu Qing comforted her: "Don't be sad, everything will be fine."

I added in my heart: "The old guy will be gone soon, and all your troubles will disappear."

As long as the old man is still alive, Mo Xiaodie's troubles will not be less, and such things will happen again and again.

If it's dead, then it's fine.

After Mo Xiaodie sat down, Liu Qing called Qin Kun:

"I have received Xiaodie, where are you now?"

Qin Kun: "I'm on my way, I'm almost there."

Liu Qing said: "You don't need to come here, go directly to the hospital, we will meet there."

"Row."

Qin Kun agreed.

But he didn't hang up the phone:

"Boss, there is something else I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Liu Qing asked.

Qin Kun didn't say anything right away, but asked, "Is Xiaodie by your side?"

Liu Qing glanced at Mo Xiaodie, who was listening attentively, and said, "She is by my side now, and my phone is on speakerphone."

Qin Kun was silent for a while, and then said in a low tone: "The hospital called me just now. Xiaodie's father, her heart has stopped beating, and he is doing the final rescue. The situation is not optimistic. You'd better let Xiaodie have peace of mind. A mental preparation."

Liu Qing understood why Qin Kun asked if Mo Xiaodie was by his side.

Such a good news, if Mo Xiaodie was not by his side, Qin Kun would probably say it with a smile.

Now it's not easy to pretend to be very heavy, isn't it?

He glanced at Mo Xiaodie again, the girl was already in tears and her body was shaking.

Sighing, he said to her, "Don't worry, trust the capabilities of the hospital."

Then he said to Qin Kun in a very sad tone: "You have to tell the hospital that no matter what the cost, the person must be rescued."

Qin Kun continued to say in a heavy tone: "I have already told the hospital."

Ye Mo, who was driving in front, heard their conversation, curled his lips, showing a look of disdain.

After finishing the call, Liu Qing let out another long sigh.

Mo Xiaodie cried and asked him: "Boss, is my dad dying?"

Liu Qing said: "Trust the hospital."

Mo Xiaodie covered her face and began to cry.

She doesn't know what to do now.

For the man who is the father, there is fear and resentment in my heart.

But anyway, it was her father who treated her very well before taking drugs.

After taking drugs, he gradually became a devil-like person.

Now that everyone has reached this point, the heart has stopped beating, and they will no longer beat her, and will no longer cause her troubles for her company.

In my heart, I remembered how kind I was to myself back then.

Intellectually, he knew that it was a good thing that he died, and it was a relief for him, and it was also a relief for her.

But at this moment, my heart still hurts.

Liu Qing is also a person who has experienced life and death. She can't fully understand her psychology, but she can understand part of it.

He could only persuade Mo Xiaodie.

What they said were all clichés, the kind of words that everyone would say, but no one could listen to.

But this is not important.

The important thing is that he is comforting Mo Xiaodie.

Sometimes, it is a great comfort to have such an enlightening person and such a voice.

This means that someone cares about her.

Before the car arrived at the hospital, Qin Kun called again. He had already arrived at the gate of the hospital and just received a call from the hospital. Mo Xiaodie's father died after the rescue failed.

When Mo Xiaodie heard the news, she cried even louder.

However, there are no other considerations in my heart, only grief is left.

Sorrow over the loss of a familiar life, grief over the loss of a loved one.

Liu Qing sighed, and said: "Cry, cry, vent the pain in your heart, that's fine."

Depression becomes ill.

It is also good to be able to vent properly.

The old man is not an ordinary person. Although he lives in the hospital now, he was beaten into the hospital.

If he died in the hospital, he still needs to notify the person in charge of the case.

But this can be informed by the hospital.

When Mo Xiaodie saw the old man, he had already become a corpse lying there.

She didn't touch the body, so she squatted beside her and cried bitterly.

Before that, Qin Kun had reached a consensus with the hospital - since everyone had already left, there was no need to tell Mo Xiaodie that her father died of taking drugs, so as not to embarrass that poor girl.

The death of father is already a sad thing, knowing that it is such an embarrassing way to die, it will be even more sad.

What's more, no one can be sure whether he died of taking drugs or not.

— Without laboratory testing, of course there is no way to be sure.

No one wants to get into trouble. The hospital is like this, and so is Qin Kun, so their negotiation went smoothly.

The hospital also decided that certain medical expenses will be reduced or exempted.

This night, Liu Qing and the others stayed in the hospital with Mo Xiaodie.

Liu Qing was in charge of comforting Mo Xiaodie, while Qin Kun was in charge of the follow-up matters, including communication with the police.

Mo Xiaodie didn't understand anything, she just cried there, she was in a daze after crying, and cried a few times when she remembered something sad.

Qin Kun was helping her with some cumbersome procedures, and all she could do was sign.

It was almost dawn when they left the hospital.

The rest is the cremation.

Mo Xiaodie has no relatives here. Her father was in his hometown back then, and because of drug abuse, he had a falling out with all his relatives, and he didn't even have any relatives.

There is nothing to do about the funeral. After the cremation, just find a time to send the urn back to the hometown for burial.

——The cemetery in Pengcheng is too expensive. For Mo Xiaodie, that expenditure is too heavy, and she doesn't have that much money at all.

Chapter 402 Good Death

At Mo Xiaodie's place, the female anchor who was with her had already gone back, and now she was called to continue to stay with her.

Without someone to talk to, it is easy for a person to think wildly.

After sending her back to the apartment, Liu Qing went back.

I ate rice rolls with Ye Mo outside the community, and added an egg specially, which can be called a luxurious version of breakfast.

After eating, he went back to sleep.

After staying up all night, I am indeed sleepy, so I should rest.

Talked briefly to Xiaowen who had already woken up, entered the bedroom, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Feng Zhixuan wanted to follow him to deal with work matters after breakfast, but was stopped by Xiaowen:

"Brother Qing didn't sleep all night last night, let him have a good rest today."

Feng Zhixuan was taken aback, and looked at Xiaowen with disbelief.

I thought to myself: "I can't see that this small physique can toss with that man all night."

Xiaowen saw that her eyes were a little strange, so she explained:

"Last night, Xiaodie's drug-addicted father died. Brother Qing took Xiaodie to the hospital. He worked all night and came back in the morning."

Feng Zhixuan lifted her spirits: "Dead?"

"Dead!" Xiaowen nodded in confirmation.

"Good death!" Feng Zhixuan said.

Although she was not familiar with Mo Xiaodie and only knew about her affairs, she always felt that this girl was quite pitiful.

It is very pitiful to have that disease, and to have such a father, it is really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Now that the father was finally dead, she became happier.

Xiaowen's feeling is similar to hers, and she is also very happy - happy for Xiaodie.

But she still reminded Feng Zhixuan: "Xiaodie's father is dead, we can just be happy on our own, don't be happy in front of her."

She heard Liu Qing say that Mo Xiaodie is very sad now.

She didn't quite understand this.

Put yourself in the situation, if she were Mo Xiaodie, she would definitely be very happy when she encountered such a situation, and she would not feel sad at all.

She can have such an idea mainly because she has never felt the warmth of a family since she was a child, and since she can remember, she has felt the partiality of her parents.