The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

42

"Master, Fourth Young Master Ji is here, do you see?" Zhang Shun asked at the door.

Wen Ziqian hesitated for a moment, and said, "Please come in." He was holding on to the ring, his arms trembling, and Abin supported his back, so he barely sat up.

"Get me a wet towel, I want to wipe my face."

A Bin hurried to fetch a towel, and Wen Ziqian wiped his face carefully to make himself look less haggard.

Ji Hanzhi walked in, he looked at the pale face of the man sitting on the bed, but his eyes were very powerful, watching him walk in, his eyes did not avoid at all.

"Abin, I'll chat with Ji Sishao alone for a while, you go out."

A Bin went out and gently closed the door.

Ji Hanzhi sat by the bed and said, "You don't look very well."

Wen Ziqian twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Really? I don't think it's too bad."

Ji Hanzhi smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, touched his face, and said, "I am not satisfied with your appearance."

Wen Ziqian looked at him and didn't speak.

"I have cleared the relationship. Qin Cang can be released on medical parole today. Whether he can survive the intracranial hemorrhage depends on himself. I have done everything I can." He squeezed Wen Ziqian's chin and said: "But , you remember what you said, you are willing, I did not force you, from now on you are mine. Don't think that you can go far away when your love brother comes out. I, Ji Hanzhi, am not a stupid cannon. I specialize in It clears obstacles for people. The autopsy report can be a drug overdose or blunt force death. This is the era of power and power. You have to admit that I can rescue him or let him in again. You better accept it. Ignore your little thoughts, be obedient and make me happy from now on, understand?"

Wen Ziqian looked at him, his mood was still calm, and it took a long time before he whispered: "I understand..."

Ji Hanzhi looked at his face, it was so beautiful that it made his heart itch, he lowered his head and bit the man's lips.The man struggled a little, then remained motionless, allowing his tongue to rush unscrupulously in his mouth.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Wen Ziqian closed his eyes and remained motionless. Ji Hanzhi bit him hard on the lips a few times before he stood up reluctantly and said, "Forget it, you are sick, take a good rest, we will have a long time in two days."

A Bin kept guard outside, saw Ji Hanzhi coming out, and hurriedly asked Zhang Shun to send him out. When he entered the room, he saw Wen Ziqian leaning on the pillow with his eyes closed, his face pale, but his lips were strangely red.

"Are you okay?" Abin asked worriedly.

Wen Ziqian slowly opened his eyes: "Dr. Bruce is indeed an authority in psychology. I feel fine now...Really, I'm fine. I know I'm hungry, I know sleepy, there's no obstacle I can't overcome...No What kind of hurdle can't be overcome..." Wen Ziqian paused, then suddenly said: "I feel a little hungry."

He has not eaten a drop of rice for two days and one night.

A Bin said happily: "The porridge has been boiled in the kitchen and it has been warm. I will get it for you."

He ran downstairs, saw Zhang Shun, said with a smile, "Ziqian feels hungry."

Zhang Shun's eyes lit up, and he also laughed happily: "Really? That's great, that's great."

A Bin took the porridge, went into the room and sat down, and said, "Let me feed you."

Wen Ziqian shook his head, stretched out his hands, and said, "I can do it." He took the porridge and held it tremblingly. A Bin kept his hand under the bowl, for fear that he would burn himself.

Wen Ziqian took a few sips and stopped. A Bin looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ziqian smiled slightly and shook his head.The porridge he drank just now returned to his mouth, mixed with the smell of blood, he forced himself to swallow with difficulty, and tried hard to swallow it.He took a few breaths, picked up the bowl tremblingly, took another sip reluctantly, suddenly fell on the bed, the bowl flew far away, he twisted his body and lay on the edge of the bed, porridge sprayed out, mixed with blood color.

"Blood..." Before Ah Bin could react, Wen Ziqian spat another mouthful of blood. He tried to hold back the blood, but he couldn't help it no matter what.Some spat out from the mouth, some blood choked up and sprayed out of the nose...

Outside the intensive care unit, Wen Zixuan looked at the people on the hospital bed through the glass. The intracranial hematoma made Qin Cang's face swollen, his nose, mouth and body were full of tubes, and the ventilator squeezed air into his lungs to maintain his fragile life.

Qin Ming stood aside and patted Zixuan on the shoulder, saying, "Go back and rest, it's useless to guard."

Wen Zixuan shook his head.

Qin Ming turned to look at A Bin, and said, "Where is Ziqian..."

A Bin whispered: "This incident has a great impact on the company, Mr. Wen can't leave."

Qin Ming sneered: "Can't you leave? It seems that Mr. Wen's interests are more important than his brother's life."

A Bin said: "No matter what, Master Qin was bailed out, and Ziqian did his best, so, Master Qin, you should quickly issue a statement."

Qin Ming said: "Affirm what? Haven't you already clarified the relationship with us? Are you still refusing to give up? Are you trying to let us take this incident down? It has nothing to do with your Wen family? That brat Wen Ziqian, I didn't Thinking of being so unfeeling, he is more ruthless than his father. What are you? You little guy, let him tell me himself!"

A Bin wondered: "Ziqian...he really can't come...he asked me to bring a message to Lord Qin. This is the foundation his father built half his life. If it is destroyed by him, he will have no face to see him when he dies." His father."

Wen Yuanhang is irreplaceable in Qin Ming's heart. He loves Qin Cang and does not want to be sorry to Wen Yuanhang.But being brought up in this way, he felt somewhat chilled.

"Go back and tell Wen Ziqian that I will post it. This is the friendship between me and my brother Wen Yuanhang, but he can't be so cruel to his brother. Qin Cang has been so kind to him for nothing all these years. Adversity sees people's hearts. He saved Qin Cang's life, and now that Qin Cang pays back with his life, they owe each other nothing, so there will be no further contact in the future."

"Actually..." A Bin's cheeks were flushed from being scolded, he faltered for a long time, but still kept his mouth shut, his aggrieved eyes were red.

Qin Ming said coldly: "I've brought all the words, you can go, I don't want to see anyone from the Wen family now."

A Bin was disheartened by the scolding, but Wen Ziqian hadn't finished what he had told him, so how could he just go back like this.He rubbed his nose and said, "Ziqian has arranged for a brain surgery expert from abroad. The sooner the operation is performed, the better the hope is. The flight and operation time have been arranged, and Lord Lao Qin has taken care of it."

Qin Ming sneered: "You go back and tell Ziqian, I will naturally care about my son, and Qin Cang won't worry about his life or death."

"Brother Abin." Wen Zixuan walked over, with red eyes, and said, "Qin Cang is like this, and my brother doesn't want to take a look?"

A Bin sighed: "Your brother has your brother's difficulties. In short, I can only say so much. The rest is beyond my little secretary's control."

Wen Zixuan lowered his head, thought for a long time and raised his head: "I understand, whether my mother and uncle or my brother, they are actually the same kind of people, and their cold nature is exposed in front of money and power. In my eyes, apart from career money, there is only a relationship of mutual use between people. Through this incident, I have also seen through it, and he really disappointed me."

On the way back, the driver glanced at the crying co-pilot A Bin from time to time, and finally couldn't help but said, "I've been howling all the way, Secretary Li, what's wrong with you?"

A Bin felt aggrieved and could not vent, so he beat his chest and stomped his feet. "Leave me alone, leave me alone, let me cry enough, if I don't cry, I will suffocate to death."

The summer wind was blowing the heat wave, and the person who knew the call was upset. The car turned into the hospital. Ah Bin straightened out his mood.

He opened the door to the VIP ward on the highest floor and saw Wen Ziqian lying there alone.

Wen Ziqian didn't sleep. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head to look at the door.He had nasal feeding, his face was haggard, his eyes were half-opened, and he didn't even have the strength to open them.He held his breath and waited for A Bin to come back.

A Bin smiled and walked over, sat beside the bed and said, "How do you feel?"

Wen Ziqian blinked and said he was okay, but his pale face and split lips were very sad no matter how he looked at it.

He opened his mouth, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it, A Bin bent down and leaned his ears to carefully identify his words, then got up and said: "I see, it's okay now, the vital signs are relatively equal, and the doctors in the United States are all ready Don't worry about the plane in the afternoon, that calf won't die."

Wen Ziqian smiled, then pursed his lips and wrinkled his brows again.

A Bin reached into the quilt, held his waist to help him rub it, and said softly, "Ziqian, why are you doing this? Why didn't you explain, why did you have to bear all the infamy yourself?"

Wen Ziqian said weakly: "They...know...how could it be...would...agree...this matter...I won't hide it from you...you have to help me...keep it secret...otherwise...everything you do... It's all... in vain..."

Because of the pain, there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes were slightly moist, and he frowned from time to time when he felt uncomfortable, and when the pain was severe, he hummed softly, so thin that he could barely hear it.

Perhaps the pain was so severe that Wen Ziqian became dizzy and unconscious.On the way, the nurses came to help turn over, massage and catheterize. A Bin felt that they treated Wen Ziqian like a pancake. He couldn't help it, and hid in the bathroom and cried again.

He was particularly afraid that Wen Ziqian would collapse and become depressed, but he was the one who worried too much.

He would read Qin Cang's latest situation to Wen Ziqian every day. Wen Ziqian himself was going to die. The moment he heard that the operation was successful, his eyes lit up, and tears trickled down the corners of his eyes.

A Bin wiped his tears for him distressedly, and cried too.

Qin Cang's operation was very successful, but the intracranial hemorrhage caused serious damage to his body, and he still needs a long treatment to recover.

After three weeks in the hospital, the gastric ulcer finally healed, and the nasal feeding was removed. Wen Ziqian felt that he could speak more fluently.

He contacted Ji Hanzhi and talked about the current situation.

Ji Hanzhi came to the hospital, looked at Wen Ziqian who was sitting on the bed, and smiled: "I didn't contact you for three weeks, I thought you let me go again? I almost got someone to bring Qin Cang into the mess again as punishment."

Wen Ziqian pinched his right wrist and hadn't moved for three weeks. His entire right hand was so numb that he almost lost consciousness.

"I keep my word, so what about Fourth Young Master Ji?" Wen Ziqian looked at him expressionlessly, looking at Ji Hanzhi with a cold look, and his heart tickled.

Ji Hanzhi leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile: "You are so beautiful when you are sick and weak, how can I be willing to let you go."

He took out a file and threw it on the quilt.

Wen Ziqian picked it up and opened it. The autopsy report showed that the deceased died of a drug overdose.

"The court has dismissed the prosecution against Qin Cang, so let's end this matter." Ji Hanzhi said.

Wen Ziqian raised his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Is this the end?" He was recovering from a serious illness and couldn't get emotionally excited. He calmed his breath slightly, and then said slowly, "I understand that Du Fei seeks revenge from Qin Cang, but it happens that the Emerald City is involved. The demolition, Qin Cang's violent interrogation while in detention but no one cares about it, what role did the Pan family play in this matter? What role did Fourth Young Master Ji play? Don't think I don't know."

Ji Hanzhi smiled, pinched his cheek, and said: "It's not honest to lie in the hospital, send someone to check me. But I didn't intend to hide it from you. It has nothing to do with me that the Pan family asked Du Fei to plot against Wen's, but Pan Fang begged me for help, so I stopped by and found someone to put some pressure on the detention center."

Wen Ziqian stopped looking at him, and looked at the file in his hand without speaking.

"I just want to tell you that in City B, I, Ji Hanzhi, can turn rivers and seas and go to heaven and earth. If you obediently be my man, you can get whatever you want, understand?"

Wen Ziqian gritted his teeth and said, "I want Du Fei's life."

Ji Hanzhi said: "Du Fei ran away, who knows where he went? But if you want to settle accounts with him, I can help you find them."

Wen Ziqian said: "I want the Pan family's blood to pay back the debt."

Ji Hanzhi held his chin and raised his head, looked into his angry eyes, and said, "Do you still want my life?"

"If it's possible..." Wen Ziqian grinned, the healed wound on his lips was torn open again, his lips were blood red like a vampire. "If possible, let's go to hell together!"

Ji Hanzhi raised his eyebrows to see him laughing like crazy, pushed him down on the bed, and kissed his lips hard...

(End of the distance of the second heart)

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