Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

Xiao Zhang's wife also lamented: "Everyone suspected that Xiao Tang'er had a new boyfriend before, but I didn't expect it to be like this!"

Everyone was talking at once, and Tang Zheng saw Elder Yao wandering not far away with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face.

Tang Zheng pulled Xiao Beiqi over and said, "Grandpa, my boyfriend is back."

Old Yao glanced at Xiao Beiqi, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

Xiao Beiqi didn't understand what was wrong with the old man.

Tang Zheng explained for Xiao Beiqi, and then said to Elder Yao: "Grandpa, he was in the hospital and was in a coma for a long time. He suffered a head injury. Can you take a look to see if he has any sequelae?"

Although Mr. Yao was still a little angry, he still asked unhappily, "Where are you hurt?"

Xiao Beiqi squatted down and pushed the hair on the back of his head aside, revealing several scars deep enough to reveal the bones.

Tang Zheng's heart was wrenched. She had been with Xiao Beiqi for so long, but she had no idea that he had such a serious injury on the back of his head.

She thought that the wound on Xiao Beiqi's head had healed long ago, so the scar was no longer visible.

Old Yao, who originally had an unhappy look on his face, suddenly became serious. He asked Xiao Beiqi to sit down, took out his pulse diagnosis instrument, checked Xiao Beiqi's pulse, and then his expression became more and more ugly.

"Are you dizzy?"

Xiao Beiqi: “Occasionally.”

"Does your head hurt?"

Xiao Beiqi: “Occasionally.”

"Are you dazzled?"

Xiao Beiqi: “Occasionally.”

"Does your stomach feel sick?"

Xiao Beiqi: “Occasionally.”

Although Xiao Beiqi answered calmly, Tang Zheng's eyes were getting redder and redder, and she could hardly stand it anymore. She dragged a chair and sat next to Xiao Beiqi.

Tang Zheng felt that she was incompetent. Xiao Beiqi had so many health problems, but she didn't even know about it. She was not worthy of being his wife.

"So how is his condition? Is it serious?"

As soon as Tang Zheng opened his mouth, tears began to fall.

In his mind, all he could see was Xiao Beiqi lying on a hospital bed with his life hanging by a thread. He was sick and there was no one to take care of him. There was also the possibility that someone would take advantage of his injury to kill him.

Old Yao originally wanted to scold Tang Zheng for being completely unaware of such a serious situation. However, seeing her crying so hard, he could only sigh and shut up.

"Are there any other injuries?"

Xiao Beiqi hesitated for a moment, stood up, turned around, unbuttoned his clothes, and found two new gunshot wounds on his back.

Tang Zheng's face turned pale, and he suddenly thought of something.

She was framed by Ms. Wei and taken to the Public Security Bureau. She called Xiao Beiqi, but Leng Mo answered the phone and said that Xiao Beiqi was on a business trip.

At that time, Tang Zheng was still wondering why Leng Mo didn't go with Xiao Beiqi on his business trip.

It turned out that he was injured and hospitalized.

"Your injury may have healed on the surface, but there are serious hidden dangers inside. You need to take medicine for three months and get injections for one month."

Xiao Beiqi paused while putting on his clothes: "I have to go back to Beijing in two days, so it might not be convenient."

Old Yao's face was extremely ugly: "Okay, then when you see the King of Hell, everything will be convenient."

Tang Zheng wiped his tears and immediately said, "It's convenient. We will find a way even if we don't have time. We must cure the disease first."

Elder Yao snorted coldly and said to Tang Zheng sarcastically: "You are not stupid at this time."

Tang Zheng said nothing, and stood beside Xiao Beiqi with his head down, like a bullied young wife.

"Hey, who is this?"

At this time, Mr. Wei turned his wheelchair in and came in. When he saw Xiao Beiqi, his face was full of joy.

Tang Zheng took Xiao Beiqi's hand and quickly introduced him to Old Man Wei: "Grandpa, this is my partner."

Xiao Beiqi was well aware of the situation on Tang Zheng's side, so he was not too surprised.

"Grandpa."

Mr. Wei nodded and took out a large envelope from his pocket: "A gift for you."

Tang Zheng opened the envelope with curiosity and found that inside was a real estate certificate.

"The house in Central Park?" Tang Zheng screamed.

In Huayang, the most expensive and luxurious residential building is Central Park.

It is said that all the wealthy people and most of the government leaders in Huayang live in this community.

"This gift is too expensive." Tang Zheng held the property certificate to his chest, feeling a little elated.

At this time, Mr. Yao said sarcastically: "If you think it is valuable, then you can go back."

Tang Zheng was happy, but Mr. Yao was not happy at all.

Mr. Wei, the grandfather, has made such a big move all of a sudden. How can his grandfather, who has only a few small things, come up with something to spend? Wouldn't he be "out of favor" soon?

Tang Zheng rejected it outright: "That won't work."

After all, she is Mr. Wei's granddaughter. Logically, the Wei family's assets should belong to her as the legitimate heir.

If she doesn't want it, then wouldn't it be a bargain for Ms. Wei and Wei Boen?

"It's all installed, go see if you like it."

Old Master Wei smiled kindly. Tang Zheng smiled and hugged his neck and kissed him: "Grandpa, you are so kind."

Old Master Wei inadvertently saw something, the smile on his face froze, and then he gave Tang Zheng a look.

Tang Zheng followed his gaze and looked at Elder Yao.

Old Yao was pounding medicine with a pestle. Because he used too much force, the table shook and made a heavy muffled sound.

Tang Zheng smiled foolishly, took two or three steps over, put his arms around Old Yao's neck, and kissed him, "Hello, Grandpa!"

How could it not be good? It saved Xiao Beiqi's life.

If it weren't for Mr. Yao, perhaps within two years, the sequelae of Xiao Beiqi's injury would have become increasingly serious, causing him to suffer from illness at the very least, or even lose his life at the worst.

In an instant, Mr. Yao's face changed, and he quickly pulled up his sleeves to wipe his face, saying in disgust: "Why are you being so disrespectful? Do you know how many bacteria are in your saliva?"

Tang Zheng chuckled and wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

"Come on, let's go look at the house!"

Tang Zheng said as he pushed Old Man Wei away.

Watching several people leave, the corners of Mr. Yao's mouth, which had been suppressed, finally curled up.

Just as the three were about to go out the door, they ran into two people head-on.

"Dad!" When Ms. Wei saw Mr. Wei, she hurried forward and greeted him with a smile.

Mr. Wei nodded calmly without saying a word.

Ms. Wei's smile could not be maintained, and Wei Boen beside her suddenly looked at her with a look of horror.

When Ms. Wei looked up, she saw Xiao Beiqi's face. She smiled even brighter: "Mr. Ming, why are you here? You came to Beijing without even saying hello, so that Boen can show his hospitality as a host."

"Come and see my wife."

Ms. Wei's eyes fell on Tang Zheng again. She wanted to say hello to Tang Zheng, but Tang Zheng didn't even look at her. He just stuffed things into his bag.

Ms. Wei's face looked a little unhappy. Was she, an elder, supposed to take the initiative to talk to a younger person? This child was really uneducated and impolite.

"Little sister, where are you going? Have you eaten yet? I'll treat you."