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Xie Houchen's heartfelt words made Bai Tenglong raise his hand and had to applaud Xie Houchen. It was precisely because of these actions that Xie Houchen dispelled the idea that Bai Tenglong was the murderer. After all, it was impossible for Bai Tenglong to deal with Meng Wuliang. Meng Wuliang died for him. It's no good. It's impossible for a person who has been a soldier to kill someone who has nothing to do with him because of these trivial things, and he is not a killer.

Xie Houchen took out the information and handed it to Bai Tenglong, who was stunned...

"This...the information is...you reprinted it?"

Xie Houchen nodded, "Well, I can't show you the bloody documents, after all, that would be too indecent, I..."

"Hou Chen, in fact, I know the meaning of that document. To be honest, it is really something that I exchanged my life for. I will read this document now. If there is no problem after reading it, I will arrange someone to make a contract. If there are no accidents, the contract can be signed tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Uncle Bai. I really don't know how to thank you. Originally, I didn't want to buy this real estate. You know, I quit, but..."

Xie Houchen didn't continue talking, Bai Tenglong looked at Xie Houchen's face, and filled the empty teacup with tea again.

"Drink tea!"

He picked up the teacup differently, still the same as before, gently sniffed it under his nose, and then gently drank it into his mouth.

"Today's tea has been changed..."

"Hehe, in fact, you should have smelled it a long time ago, but you don't seem to know it. I thought you knew it. Could it be that you are too tired these days?"

Xie Houchen smiled slightly, "Well, I'm really tired these days, but this tea..."

"It's rose tea, I hope you and Wuliang can be together again!"

"Thank you, Uncle Bai."

"Okay, you drink tea first, I'll read the documents now, if you still have time today, I'll sign the contract directly today."

Xie Houchen nodded, drinking rose tea in his mouth, his heart seemed much calmer.

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At the same time in the hospital, Lin Xiaofeng was accompanying Meng Wuliang, and kept telling Meng Wuliang the jokes he had made in the past, as well as about Xie Houchen. He was talking happily, when the door of the ward rang.

Lin Xiaofeng was a little curious, could it be that Luo Xuefen came here at this time?

Meng Wuliang looked outside the door, "What's the matter, Xiao Feng, is Xiaoxuan here?"

"What is Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan, you should be more careful about that person in the future."

Meng Wuliang looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said indifferently: "She...is as innocent as a piece of white paper, how could she be the person you mentioned?"

"Don't talk." Lin Xiaofeng was very cautious, because if it was Luo Xuefen, she would just push the door in without knocking, and if it was a nurse, she would speak directly outside the door, Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly .

After slowly opening the door, he was surprised, because what appeared in front of Lin Xiaofeng was a bouquet of roses.

I looked up and down, "Who? Come out directly, don't be so sneaky."

When the rose was put down, it was Bosen?

"Bosen? How did you come back here? Who sent you here?"

Bosen smiled slightly, "I want to come by myself. I want to see how Meng Wuliang's body is doing. I haven't come to see it after the accident. Out of concern, I really have..."

The words were not finished, "Bosen, I don't see concern in your eyes, because you give me the feeling that you are not concerned, but contemptuous. Look for yourself, where is someone hospitalized, and you even send a big man a rose?" , Wait, what do you mean by what you sent roses? I want to say that Wuliang has lost his memory, is it impossible for him and Hou Chen? Don't think about it, they are fine."

Hearing Lin Xiaofeng's words, Bosen's originally smiling face suddenly became stiff, but in just two seconds, he immediately put it away, and laughed again, but with that superficial smile on his face It was fake, Lin Xiaofeng knew it, but out of face, he still took the flowers in his hand, and then said lightly, "You can go back."

"Aren't you really going to let me see Meng Wuliang?"

Meng Wuliang heard their conversation, and asked curiously, "Who is Xiao Feng?"

Lin Xiaofeng turned around and said, "It's nothing, it's a bouquet of roses!"

"Huh? Will the rose come running by itself?"

During the conversation between Lin Xiaofeng and Meng Wuliang, Bo Sen hastily pushed Lin Xiaofeng away, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin!"

He rushed in with great momentum.

Coming to Meng Wuliang with a slight smile, he sent the flowers in front of Meng Wuliang. Lin Xiaofeng, who was standing at the door, looked at his hand, shook his head, and thought to himself, what is this Bosen doing here at this time?

He turned around and came to Meng Wuliang's side, no matter what he had to stare at this person, because he is a person who likes to provoke, if he did something to Meng Wuliang, or Xie Houchen, then this matter would not be a problem. Easy to handle.

While thinking, Meng Wuliang gently pulled Lin Xiaofeng with his hand, "Xiao Feng, this person is..."

Bosen smiled slightly, "Meng Wuliang, we met again, my name is Bosen, do you really not remember at all?"

Meng Wuliang stared at Bosen for a long time, then shook his head, "I... can't remember, I always feel that I don't have that kind of hate and comfort with you, and you give me a feeling of depression... and this Bouquet, I... thank you."

Meng Wuliang really wanted to say that the bouquet of flowers made him look very uncomfortable, because the red color made him feel the sound of speeding vehicles, which was very harsh, especially for those driving. Man, why can't I see my face all the time.

Meng Wuliang started to have a headache, and closed his eyes slightly. Seeing Meng Wuliang like this, Bosen smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Why, do you think of me?"

Lin Xiaofeng saw that something was wrong with Meng Wuliang, and asked with concern: "Wuliang, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Wuliang raised his hands, began to cover his head, and said slowly: "It hurts, it hurts... ah... it hurts..."

"Unscrupulous, let go, you can't do this, the wound on your head hasn't healed yet, don't move around."

After saying this, Lin Xiaofeng hurriedly ran out of the ward, shouting: "Doctor, doctor, hurry up..."

The nurse on duty rushed over, "What's wrong?"

"The patient has a severe headache, hurry up..."

The nurse hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll find a doctor right away." She turned and ran away.

In the ward, Bosen walked towards Meng Wuliang slowly, looked at the wound on Meng Wuliang's head, smiled again at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "I hope you, the memory will never recover, and marry Qi Linxuan as soon as possible, so that I can have Here's the chance."

After speaking, he took two steps back, and stood on the same spot again, but Meng Wuliang had a severe headache, the sweat on his face was clearly visible, and the repeated screams made Bo Sen dig his ears from time to time, and then turned around , left the ward, and walked past Lin Xiaofeng while leaving, but Lin Xiaofeng didn't know that Bosen had already left.

When the doctor came in, Meng Wuliang was already sweating from the pain. The doctor's eyes suddenly became tense, and he hurriedly said, "Hurry up, send it to the operating room!"

Even Lin Xiaofeng was stunned, because he never thought that it was just a headache, how could it be... so serious.

Seeing Meng Wuliang being sent to the operating room again with his own eyes, he was stunned, standing at the door, looking at the door of the operating room, motionless.

Whose fault is this?

I don't know how long it took, the wait in the operating room went out, the nurses pushed Meng Wuliang out, looked at Meng Wuliang's closed eyes, and felt a little bit in his heart, could something have happened, why is this Meng Wuliang motionless?