The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

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Wen Ziqian leaned back on the wheelchair with his eyes closed, all the directors were yelling, he felt his head was going to explode.

The older Director Wang raised his hand to stop everyone, then looked at Wen Ziqian and said, "Ziqian, the time limit is up, you have to give an explanation of what's going on, and you can't hide anything from us."

Wen Ziqian slowly opened his eyes, looking at the dozen or so people staring at him, he felt tired like never before.

"The company has stated that it has nothing to do with this violent death incident. What else do you think?" He frowned with a serious expression, but his voice was weak.

Wen Yuanxing glanced at him worriedly, only to see that his face was pale and his lips had no trace of blood.After traveling for [-] consecutive hours, he and Wen Ziqian took the money to comfort the family of the deceased and settled the matter of compensation.

After spending a lot of money, the family's mouth was finally sealed.A person who has been taking drugs for a long time and is hated by the whole family can still help the family earn a sum of money after death, which is really a good deal.

Sixteen hours of bumpy rides would be unbearable for able-bodied people, let alone Wen Ziqian.On the way, Wen Ziqian had already had two convulsions, and it was difficult to breathe.Before he had time to rest, he was besieged by the directors, insisting on asking for an explanation.

"You say it doesn't matter, who will believe it? Qin Cang's side must respond, otherwise, who will be responsible for affecting the construction period?"

Wen Yuanxing said: "We will handle it properly. The more we need the understanding and support of the directors at this time, Ziqian just came back from the construction site, let him rest for a while."

The directors whispered to each other, obviously unwilling to back down.

Wen Yuanxing was almost pleading: "Everyone knows about Ziqian's health, and he has tried to minimize the negative impact of the company. You are all old people, please be more considerate and considerate of him."

Someone muttered: "It's like saying we're not humane, but as a director, you have to stand up to all the pressure. If you don't have the ability, give up your position."

Wen Ziqian raised his eyes and forgot about the past, his tired eyes showed an angry coldness, and he said expressionlessly: "I will let Qin Cang make a statement that the Emerald City will resume work within five days, are you satisfied? ?”

Wen Yuanxing looked at Wen Ziqian in surprise, and said in a low voice, "Ziqian..."

Wen Ziqian gathered some strength, supported the armrest and straightened his back, "Let's go when you're satisfied."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, Wen Ziqian suddenly roared: "Get out!" He grabbed the document and smashed it, and the pieces of paper scattered in the air like snowflakes.He lay on the table and began to cough, his face was a little distorted, his eyes were blood red and he stared at everyone like an ogre.

The directors muttered in a low voice, frowning and left one after another.

When there were only Wen Ziqian and Wen Yuanxing in the room, Wen Ziqian became weak and called out in a low voice, "Second Uncle..."

Wen Yuan walked over and squatted in front of him, lifted his body, let him lean against himself weakly, stroked his back and said: "Relax, it's okay, it's okay, there is second uncle..."

Wen Ziqian's voice was hoarse, his wheezing sound was obvious, and he was breathing rapidly with his mouth open.Trembling, he took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, held it in his mouth and sprayed it, then let go of the medicine bottle and fell to the ground, rolling away.

Wen Yuanxing saw that his forehead was covered with sweat, and tears of sadness were about to come out, and murmured: "It's the second uncle who has no skills, and he can't do even small things well."

Wen Ziqian shook his head, unable to speak, closed his eyes, and kept sliding down.

Wen Yuanxing called for A Bin, and several people quietly walked from the exclusive passage to the underground parking lot and returned to the old house.

Wen Ziqian woke up after only sleeping for a while.There was no one in the bedroom, and someone was talking in a low voice outside the corridor. He heard the vague words "Qin Cang..." and wanted to call out, but he opened his mouth and made no sound.He stretched out his hand to grab the ring, tried several times but failed to sit up. He was impatient and leaned against the head of the bed to pull the wheelchair beside the bed.

His hands were shaking violently, he could only lean forward as far as possible, then his eyes went dark, and he rolled under the bed.

He laughed silently, curled up, watching the two useless legs bouncing up and down.

Is it hard to admit that waste is waste?

He gritted his teeth, turned over with difficulty and crawled towards the door.He dragged his heavy body forward. During the friction between his body and the ground, the urine tube fell out, and the smell pierced his nose. He laughed at himself: Ji Hanzhi wants to have such a broken body, as long as Qin Cang Peace, as long as he is safe...

"Okay, okay...I see..." A Bin hung up the phone with a solemn expression.

Wen Yuanxing guessed the general idea from his broken words, and asked with a frown, "Master Qin's phone number?"

A Bin only felt that his headache was about to split, and he let out a muffled "hmm".

"What happened to Qin Cang?" Wen Yuanxing asked anxiously.

A Bin rubbed his forehead and sighed: "Master Qin just got the news that Qin Cang was sent to the hospital... The police are not allowed to visit, saying that he assaulted the police..."

"Assaulting the police? How is it possible to do so well?" Wen Yuanxing said in disbelief: "Sent to the hospital...I'm afraid the injury is serious..."

A Bin sighed: "Master Qin asked someone to ask... No, I have found all the relationships that should be looked for, and there is no way to let people meet, there is really no way...Master Qin is pessimistic and tells you to get ready. Maybe the matter hasn't been investigated clearly, and the person is gone..."

Wen Yuanxing said: "I'll go and ask the Pan family if there's anything we can do... Anyway, we used to be a family..."

A Bin said: "Second Uncle, wake up, this is the work of the Pan family, why don't you believe it. If you beg the Pan family, you might as well ask the Ji family."

Wen Yuanxing said: "Then I'll go ask the Ji family..."

A Bin's anxious voice changed, "Ji Rong is a politician, it's too late for this kind of thing to get rid of the relationship, let alone come forward... This time, Qin Cang's bad luck, hide-and-seek games are not uncommon... This matter Don't let Ziqian know, lest he be anxious..."

Before they could finish speaking, they heard violent coughing in the room. They pushed the door open in panic and almost bumped into Wen Ziqian who was by the door.

It seems that this matter can't be hidden even if you want to hide it.

Wen Ziqian lay on the ground coughing and trembling, grabbed A Bin's arm with astonishing strength. "What did you say……"

A Bin hugged him, Wen Yuanxing pressed his convulsed leg, neither of them knew how to answer.

"Qin Cang... what's wrong..."

A Bin saw that he couldn't hide this fact anymore, so he could only honestly say: "Master Qin asked someone to ask...Qin Cang is currently resuscitating...I'm afraid...I'm afraid...it can't be done..."

The breath in Wen Ziqian's chest was taken away in an instant, he opened his mouth, took a few quick breaths, his body went limp, and he passed out.

Wen Ziqian slept very restlessly throughout the night, woke up in the middle of the night, opened his eyes and looked at the corner of nothingness, talking to himself.

After careful identification, Ah Bin discovered that he was talking to the virtual Qin Cang in the air.This frightened Abin quite a bit, and he realized the seriousness of the problem.

When Wen Ziqian's depression was severe, this was the symptom. He talked nonsense to himself, had nightmares and insomnia all night, and within three days, he would completely collapse.

He hurriedly called Xie Bo over, Xie Bo was busy, but there was no relief.

On the second day, Master Qin's phone calls and Wen Zixuan's phone bombarded him wildly, and Wen Ziqian's phone had been turned off.They blamed in their hearts: At this time, you only want to declare that the company is not responsible for this incident, but you don't want to see Qin Cang for the last time?Why……

Xie Bo observed Wen Ziqian's state. Now he completely closed himself in his own consciousness. Even with his eyes open, his eyes were out of focus.

He locked himself in his inner world, talking and chatting with Qin Cang, chatting happily.There was a weird smile on his lifeless face, and he was talking nonsense, which made people look worried.

Xie Bo hurriedly drove to the new area, and invited the old Professor Bruce who was doing psychological intervention for Wen Ziqian back then.

"This state has been going on for 24 hours, professor, what should you do?" Xie Bo said.

Bruce checked Wen Ziqian's vital signs, and said, "Wake him up, no matter how difficult it is, he can't escape. The only one who can save him is himself."

Bruce told everyone to leave, looked at Wen Ziqian who was talking to himself with downcast eyes, and said softly, "Ziqian, do you remember me? I'm your old friend, Bruce." The music sounded slowly, and he whispered Said: "Do you remember the road of hope? We have walked many times, this time, let's walk together again, okay?"

There was a regular beat like a stopwatch in the music, and the regular rhythm "da da da" awakened the conditioned reflex that had been established in the brain. Wen Ziqian's eyelashes trembled. Bruce knew that Wen Ziqian was already waiting at the gate of hope. him.

"Good job... so good... you are walking in the light now, there is a door, a familiar door... open it, you will see hope... the hope of living..."

Wen Ziqian walked forward in a bright light, he looked down at his feet, how miraculous.He seemed to be walking on clouds, without the feeling of stepping on the ground, as if he was flying.

After walking for a long time, he finally saw that door, and he knew exactly what was behind that door?Just as he knew that he was doing hypnotherapy at this moment, just like seven years ago, he pushed open the door.

The door was slowly pushed open, the dazzling light gradually dissipated, and he saw not far away, Qin Cang was standing there leaning against a tree trunk, waiting for him.

The kid looked like a teenager, with a crew cut, black hair standing upright, eyebrows flying into the temples, and he was very heroic.He was wearing a black motorcycle jacket, black casual pants, and an extremely flamboyant red scarf.The teenager walked up to him and wrapped the end of the scarf around his neck, and at that moment they were connected together.

The motorbike roared, and he lay on Qin Cang's generous back, listening to his heartbeat, and speeding up along with it.The surrounding scenery began to change, the cherry blossoms in spring, the scorching sun in summer, the red leaves in autumn and the ice and snow in winter, all the beautiful things bloomed. Hearing the powerful heartbeat, he felt that his heart was blooming.

The motorcycle is speeding forward, Qin Cang, don't stop, just take me away...

That night, he rarely slept well, and slept until dawn.

A Bin stood by the bed, seeing him smiling, the big stone in his heart finally fell.

In the dream, the story of the two teenagers continued.The teenagers went to a far away place, and no one knew them. They rented a small house, and there was a piece of land in front of the house. They cultivated it and planted a lot of vegetables.They sat side by side on the steps, gnawing on the tomatoes in their hands, sweet and sour, the taste of life.He rested his head on the boy's shoulder, extremely satisfied...

Wen Ziqian opened his eyes, A Bin was lying on the bedside snoring.He stared at the white ceiling, lost in thought.He can't admit defeat like fate, unwilling to bow to Pan Qin, unwilling to beg to Ji Hanzhi, all he has left is humble pride.

However, without Qin Cang, his pride also collapsed, and he really had nothing left.

He looked at the dim roof, smiled silently, picked up his phone and sent Ji Hanzhi a text message: You rescued Qin Cang, I am willing to be with you...