The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

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When Wen Ziqian ate in the morning, his hand holding the spoon kept shaking, but in the end Qin Cang couldn't stand it anymore, and fed him a bowl of porridge one spoon at a time.

Wen Ziqian moved his hands and said with a smile: "You are still a patient, but you want to take care of me. The back injury is not healed yet, so don't do too much strenuous exercise, go back to the room to rest after eating."

Qin Cang's eye circles were a bit dark, he couldn't sleep all night last night, his head was dizzy, and his aura was particularly depressed.

"Where are you going?" He frowned, his tone obviously unhappy. "Do you also need to go to the company on weekends?"

"It's urgent." Wen Ziqian patted his hand and said, "Be good, be good, I'll come back to accompany you when I'm done."

Qin Cang waved his hand away, Wen Ziqian looked at him in a daze, Qin Cang said with a gloomy face, "I'm not a child, don't talk about being obedient all the time."

Wen Ziqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I've been yelling like this all the time, and I haven't seen you get angry. What's wrong today?"

Qin Cang held back for a long time before saying, "I'm fine, I don't want to stay at home, I'll accompany you today."

"Nonsense, what if the wound burst open again? How much do you know about the business? How capable are you? What if you follow?"

When Qin Cang heard this, his face turned pale with anger.

Wen Ziqian didn't know why Qin Cang was so angry in the morning. Seeing him fling his face, he naturally said in a bad mood: "Go and rest quickly, just don't make trouble for me."

Wen Ziqian got a headache whenever he thought of the explosive meeting scene between Qin Cang and Ji Hanzhi. He knew that Qin Cang was extremely unwilling for him to meet Ji Hanzhi.He didn't want to go either, but he had to.

He raised his eyes to see Qin Cang pursed his mouth and said nothing, he had an asthma attack last night, and he was still suffering from inexplicable anger early in the morning, which inevitably made him feel aggrieved.But he didn't want to quarrel early in the morning and affect his mood for the day, so he softened his voice and said: "Don't be angry, the first thing is to recover from the injury, I will be back soon."

"But how do you drive with your hands?" Qin Cang frowned and said, "I'll send someone to take you there."

"Hey, only your little Lord Qin has a driver, so I'm gone?" Wen Ziqian was in a hurry, and regardless of Qin Cang's face, he hurriedly put on his coat and straightened his sleeves and said, "I'll ask the driver to pick me up. It's almost here, and A Bin will follow, so don't worry." He turned the wheelchair and said to Qin Cang, "When I come back, if I take the land in Emerald City, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

Qin Cang was silent, his heart was churning, he really wanted to ask you if you went to see Ji Hanzhi, but he swallowed the words again.

The car had already arrived at the yard, A Bin greeted Zhang Shun at the door, and Wen Ziqian pushed the wheelchair out.

Qin Cang was injured and walked very slowly. He stood at the door leaning on the wall and watched A Bin carry Wen Ziqian into the car, and he knew that Wen Ziqian's hands were overwhelmed.He was distressed and angry.Feeling sorry for Wen Ziqian dragging his disabled body to work, annoyed at his helplessness, angry at Wen Ziqian's concealment from him, which made him feel very useless.

When they arrived at the hospital, A Bin helped Wen Ziqian get out of the car. He accidentally saw the marks on his neck, and asked without thinking, "What bit your neck? It's such a big bruise."

Wen Ziqian tilted his head and glanced at the rearview mirror, his expression changed slightly, he pulled up his collar and said, "It's okay." He finally understood why Qin Cang's face was so ugly this morning, with a strange look, I'm afraid that kid was thinking too much.

Wen Ziqian turned the wristband out and put it on, exhaled, and said in his heart: first solve the current big problem, and put the rest aside.Thinking about today's rehabilitation, he felt a little headache.I think he never fought so hard for himself back then.

Sure enough, he fell several times with a simple translation.Seeing his painful expression, the rehabilitation therapist hurriedly supported him to sit aside to rest.

He endured the pain and reluctantly smiled at Mr. Ji, "Look at me, I'm stupid, so grandpa is much better than me."

He really didn't have the strength to stay with the old man, so he sat by the side to cheer up old man Ji, which made him smile all the time.

On the way, Ah Bin pushed Wen Ziqian to the bathroom to solve a physical problem. When he came back, Mr. Ji had already returned to the ward, and only Ji Hanzhi was sitting in the rehabilitation room.

Seeing him coming, Ji Hanzhi stood up and smiled and said, "Desperate Saburo, you did a good job playing the trick. My dad was very happy when he heard that you saved my grandfather yesterday. He wants to treat you to dinner."

Wen Ziqian was a little upset when he saw his face, but when he heard that, the depression in his heart was relieved a lot, and his face unavoidably eased.

"Really, then I'll ask the secretary to arrange this meal." Wen Ziqian said, and hurriedly explained to A Bin: "You go to reserve a private room first, and then give me a message after booking, and then talk to Mayor Ji's secretary Alright, let him go over."

As soon as A Bin left, there were only two people left in the rehabilitation room. Wen Ziqian kept his distance and didn't go to see Ji Hanzhi, but just called the subordinates to explain the matter.

When he hung up the phone, Ji Hanzhi smiled and said, "What? Are you nervous being alone with me?"

Wen Ziqian said: "Not nervous, just nervous."

"Hehe." Ji Hanzhi smiled and said, "Anyway, you still have something to ask of me, and we are also considered partners. If you are like this, you are not afraid of my remorse."

Wen Ziqian said: "It's up to you to go back on your word. Except for Wen's, few in City B dare to take on such a big project."

"What do you earn so much money for?" Ji Hanzhi said, "Can you get married and have children like this?"

Wen Ziqian pursed his lips, turned the wheelchair and walked outside.

Ji Hanzhi hurriedly walked beside him and said, "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Wen Ziqian's temples twitched twice, he gritted his teeth and said, "A dog can't spit out ivory."

Ji Hanzhi suddenly lay across in front of the wheelchair, supported the wheelchair with both hands, and said, "What if I force you, what should I do?"

Wen Ziqian met his gaze and looked over without fear: "I'll kill you! Let's see which of us has the most to lose. You can come and have a try."

Ji Hanzhi recalled the year when he hit him with blood on his head, looked at him with cold eyes, and shouted "Get out".He grew up so big, he was not scared many times, and that time really scared him.He had never seen anyone so cruel to him.

A Bin drove away, and Wen Ziqian could only do Ji Hanzhi's job.The two people in the car were silent, Ji Hanzhi suddenly laughed and said, "You said I tied you to the bed and took off your pants..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wen Ziqian, who was sitting beside him, suddenly grabbed the steering wheel and slammed a switch. The car drove on the wrong side of the road, and the horn sounded loudly.

Ji Hanzhi suddenly turned the plate to the right, and the car pressed against the edge of the flower table. When the car stopped, Ji Hanzhi's back was covered with sweat.The cold wind blew in from the gap in the car window, causing him to shiver. He raised his head gloomily, and slapped Wen Ziqian with his backhand.

Wen Ziqian couldn't sit still, so he bumped his head against the glass. Stars flashed in his eyes, and a bloody smell filled his mouth.

Ji Hanzhi grabbed his chin and cursed: "I'm giving you face, right? I'm so fucking good to you, right? People like you are a bitch. If you don't know how to cherish your kindness, you should let it go!" Look at my methods, and see if you dare to mess around in the future?"

Wen Ziqian licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer, "Can't you pretend? I know better than you what kind of person you are. If you want me to be honest and obedient, go ahead and dream. I just want you to know, I, Wen Ziqian, am a madman, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of you, a scum!"

Seeing that he couldn't even sit still, Ji Hanzhi confronted him stubbornly, and said with a sneer, "Wen Ziqian, your father has protected you so well all these years, so you're so fearless? I can tell, you fucking After using it, I am planning to cross the river and demolish the bridge, right? Okay, you are not afraid of death, you are a ruthless character, you better stop begging me for the rest of your life, or I will make you repay double. Remember, be willing to be willing, have a request You have to give up, and you will gain if you give up, and I won't let you go so kindly every time."

Wen Ziqian really wanted to cross the river and tear down the bridge.He thought, take Ji Rong down, offer him favorable conditions, and win Ji Rong's support, then what is Ji Hanzhi?

At the dinner table, Wen Ziqian didn't even want to look at Ji Hanzhi, Ji Hanzhi also smiled cynically, and seemed to be angry too.

Ji Rong didn't pay attention to the weird atmosphere between the two of them, and said with a smile, "Ziqian, thanks to you yesterday, if not for you, I don't know what would have happened to my dad." He smiled and raised his glass Said: "Come, thank you for this glass of wine."

Wen Ziqian only hesitated for a moment, then raised his wine glass with a smile, touched Ji Rong, and said, "Uncle Ji, this is what we juniors should do." After speaking, he raised his neck and drank it all.

A Bin sat on the side and didn't have time to stop him, but when he saw him drinking a glass, he inevitably showed a worried expression.

Wen Ziqian frowned slightly, and the wine flowed down his throat, burning hot.He met A Bin's gaze, indicated with his eyes that he was fine, then looked at Ji Rong and said, "Uncle Ji is really a filial person, it's great that his father is still alive, as a child, he can still do his part of filial piety..." He paused: "Now that my father is gone, I realize how good my father was to me..."

Thinking of Wen Yuanhang, Ji Rong sighed: "I have known Yuanhang for more than ten years, he is a business genius, what a pity."

Wen Ziqian lowered his eyes and said: "Well, he has devoted his whole life to the Emerald City project, and seeing that the project is about to start, he should rest in peace in Jiuquan."

Ji Rong's face changed slightly, and he quickly calmed down and said, "Yes."

Ji Hanzhi kept looking down at his phone, but when he heard Wen Ziqian's words, he couldn't help but look up.

Wen Ziqian said: "Actually, before my father passed away, he told me that this project is a success. It can make Wen's family and Uncle Ji a success."

Ji Rong looked up at him and listened carefully.

"The land in Emerald City is rich in groundwater. In fact, it is not a treasure land. It cannot build high-rise buildings. It is a fatal injury to ordinary real estate developers. However, it is a very good place to develop as a tourism project. The temperature difference throughout the year is not big, and it can also attract Underground hot springs are indeed resorts for leisure and sanatoriums. However, if they are only developed for ordinary businesses, at most they will be mutually beneficial and make money, and there is no merit. But if I follow my father's idea and build a rehabilitation sanatorium in the surrounding area in the name of the government... Uncle, this is another major act of benefiting the people during your tenure, and your name will last forever."

Ji Rong was a little moved, he drank another cup with Wen Ziqian, and said, "Yuanhang still has such a plan."

Wen Ziqian said softly: "Isn't there a disabled son like me... My father is always concerned about me..."

Ji Rong had a plan in mind to support disabled entrepreneurs and jointly build a rehabilitation sanatorium. This reputation will be infinitely expanded among the beneficiaries in the future, and it will really contribute to his career.He already had an idea in his heart, so he stopped hesitating and ate a meal happily.

In order not to spoil the fun, Wen Ziqian never refused anyone who came, and later Ji Hanzhi deliberately fed him, so he could only endure it.At the end of the drink, I was obviously drunk, and my elbows could not leave the table for a moment, and they would slide to the floor when I let go.

Ji Hanzhi helped Ji Rong to leave, and he called out "A Bin" weakly.

A Bin hurried over to support his crumbling body, and said worriedly: "My mother, you have made me worry to death after drinking so much alcohol. Is it because I can't breathe? I brought medicine."

Wen Ziqian grabbed his arm, his joints turned white, and he lowered his head in pain.

"Is it hard? Why don't we go to the hospital." Seeing that he kept his head down for a long time and didn't speak, A Bin became a little anxious.

Wen Ziqian shook his head, just opened his mouth, and vomited out with a wow, all over himself.

The smell of fermented food mixed with alcohol was unbearable. Wen Ziqian was so disgusted by himself that he vomited uncontrollably. His stomach convulsed and he vomited bile before he stopped.

He lost his strength and slid down, all dirty and extremely embarrassed.

Ji Hanzhi went and came back, and happened to see this scene when he came in. Wen Ziqian slid to the ground, leaning on the wheelchair, his face was pale, and he was drunk and mad at A Bin: "You said I worked so hard, is it worth it?"

A Bin moved him to a clean place, took a wet towel to clean up the vomit on his body, endured the urge of nausea, and didn't bother to answer him.

Wen Ziqian was drunk, and asked again: "Do you think it's worth it?"

"Do you think it's worth it?" Ji Hanzhi stood at the door, looking down at him.

Wen Ziqian lay paralyzed in A Bin's arms, raised his head and looked over.His eyes were red, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes. He couldn't see the person at the door clearly, and his consciousness was also blurred.But he was churning in his heart, asking himself if it was worth it?Worth it!Is it worth it...

"It's worth it!" He suddenly said loudly, almost biting his own tongue. "For Wen's, it's worth it! For Wen Yuanhang, it's worth it!" He slurred his words, and the smell in the room made him retch again.He hung in the crook of A Bin's arms, facing the ground, as if talking to himself: "But, for me... it's not worth it..."