Cannon Fodder Dedicated to Death[Transmigration Book]

Seeing that the situation was not right, the snake spirit was ready to run away.But Xiao Zhang's reaction was faster, he flew up and kicked the snake face in the face.Then he grabbed the opponent's arm and took it off forcefully. The snake spirit's face was so painful that he howled like ghosts and wolves, his face was deformed, and he was unable to escape at all.

Seeing this, the baseball cap also wanted to run away, but because Chen Zhou grabbed his hand desperately, he couldn't run away. Even if he kicked Chen Zhou a few times, Chen Zhou didn't let go.Enduring the pain, Wen Zheng came up to help, persisted until Xiao Zhang came over, and finally subdued the gangster.

The blood on Wen Zheng's arm dripped down.The light was a bit dim, and Chen Zhou only felt the back of his hand was warm and wet. He touched it with his hand, and there was a sticky feeling. When he saw what it was, he was almost scared out of his wits: "Mr. Wen, are you injured? So much blood!"

Wen Zheng just supported himself with one breath. Now that the gangster was subdued, he finally relaxed and could hardly stand. Chen Zhou quickly supported him with his eyes and hands. Wen Zheng gritted his teeth, and the burning pain from the wound made his forehead Vein burst out: "Ah!"

Chen Zhou quickly took out his mobile phone and called 120: "It hurts, right? The injury is so serious, I have to go to the hospital immediately."

When he arrived at the hospital, Chen Zhou was still in extreme shock and hadn't recovered. He was so regretful that his intestines were green now, and he wanted to go back to a few hours ago to slap himself a few times and tell you to drink!Tell you to refuse to take the car!Knowing that Snake Face is looking for her, why would she bring other people into danger?

As long as one of these two incidents can be avoided, Wen Zheng will not suffer from bloodshed.Fortunately, Wen Zheng's life was not in danger. If he was really injured somewhere, would he be able to afford it?

The door of the emergency room was pushed open, Wen Zheng was pushed out, and Chen Zhou hurriedly got up: "Mr. Wen, are you okay?"

Wen Zheng had just received stitches, and because of local anesthesia, his mind was still clear. He said lightly, "I'm fine, just a few stitches on my arms and legs. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Chen Zhou was about to burst into tears when he heard this. He is a dignified president, but he has to suffer this kind of punishment for himself. He lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I got you in trouble."

Wen Zheng didn't seem to be in a bad mood, so he waved his hand: "Don't blame yourself, this kind of thing is not what you want to see. Would you like to take a film to see if there is any injury?" He saw Chen Zhou He was kicked several times by the gangsters, and now there are still footprints on his clothes.

Chen Zhou shook his head: "I don't need it, I'm fine."

Wen Zheng entered the ward. He could not be hospitalized in this situation, but he still needed an infusion, so he couldn't go home right away.Chen Zhou accompanied him in the ward. He sat by the bed and looked at the pale Wen Zheng. His lips were especially bloodless. It's come to this point.

Wen Zheng finally started to talk about serious matters: "Do you know those two people?" Those two people were obviously here for Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou shook his head: "I don't know each other. But—" He really didn't know those two people.

"But what?" Wen Zheng asked.

Chen Zhou thought for a while, but still said: "President Wen, I want to tell you the truth, I don't remember anything from the past."

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Wen Zheng's face was filled with question marks.

Chen Zhou said honestly: "I said that I don't remember the past, who I knew and what I did before, I don't remember anything."

Wen Zheng had a look of disbelief on his face: "Since when did you lose your memory?" How could this kind of amnesia happen to Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou said: "Since I first met Mr. Tang."

Wen Zheng looked at him suspiciously: "Did you hit your head?"

Chen Zhou shook his head: "I don't know either. Anyway, I don't remember anything before that."

Wen Zheng said, "It happens to be in the hospital, so let's go for a full body checkup."

Chen Zhou didn't expect him to say that, he licked his lips: "I don't need to do an examination, I don't have any physical problems now." How could it be possible to check out if the soul is worn out.

"Then you don't know why those two people came to you just now?" Wen Zheng asked.

Chen Zhou shook his head: "I don't know. But I've seen that snake face before."

When Wen Zheng heard this word, he didn't react at once, and it took a while to realize that it should be the man with the awl face: "When and where?"

Chen Zhou said: "On that time when Ms. Cui got married, he seemed to know me and said that I owed him something. But I really can't remember at all what I owed him."

Wen Zheng pondered for a moment: "I'm afraid it's something more important, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you with a life-threatening fight to get you back. Now the person has been controlled by the police, and you will know after an interrogation."

Chen Zhou nodded, hoping to settle the matter this time, but he didn't know if the other party had other accomplices.

At this moment, Wen Rong finally arrived at the hospital. He walked into the ward and looked at his brother's tightly bandaged arm: "Brother, do you care?"

"I'm fine. Why are you here?" Wen Zheng said as he glanced at Chen Zhou. Before, Wen Rong was still arguing about the scandal between Tang Fang and Chen Zhou. Now that the two of them met, it must be very embarrassing. .

"Aunt Su told me that she wanted to come too, but I didn't let me." Wen Rong had already seen Chen Zhou, and both of them looked a little embarrassed.

Chen Zhou said in a low voice, "I called and told Aunt Su."

Wen Rong looked at Chen Zhou, and changed his dry tone: "Are you okay?"

Chen Zhouyi said with apologetic face: "I'm fine, but I'm always injured."

"I can't blame you after everything has been said." Wen Zheng said.

Wen Rong said: "Since my brother said that I don't blame you, then I can't say anything. Tell me what's going on. Blocking the road and robbing is nothing more than money, so why are you still using a knife?"

"It's not for money." Wen Zheng briefly explained what happened.

Wen Rong clenched his fists: "These lunatics are absolutely lawless! Now that we've caught them, let them sit in prison!"

Wen Zheng looked at Chen Zhou and said, "I think the key to the matter is to find what they put in your place, exactly what it is."

"The problem is that I don't know where I put my things." Chen Zhou was puzzled.

Wen Rong opened his eyes wide and looked at them curiously: "What are you two talking about? What's going on, Chen Zhou, did you have a problem with those people?"

Chen Zhou had no choice but to explain his amnesia and his things being returned.

Wen Rong squeezed her chin: "This sounds like the plot in the novel, amnesia, being chased and killed for no reason, it sounds really exciting."

Chen Zhou smiled wryly, this is a novel, and he was born to be the most unlucky character in this novel, not to mention being a cannon fodder, and even being involved in some inexplicable case, being chased and killed, and Wen Zheng was even implicated. .

Wen Rong was still in high spirits: "This might be a big case. You should cooperate with the police and dig into this matter. It would be best if you can find what that guy left here. Go look for it in the place where you used to live. look?"

Chen Zhou showed embarrassment: "I don't remember where I lived before. Can you help me find it?"

"This matter is more difficult, but I can find someone to investigate. I will definitely find it, but it may take some time." Wen Rong is quite interested in such exciting things.

Chen Zhou said sincerely: "Thank you, Second Young Master, thank you for your willingness to help me."

Wen Rong thought of how he used him, and felt a little guilty. He said, "I helped you because of my brother. My brother treated you as a friend and was injured because of you. Of course I want to find out the whole thing." , can’t let him sacrifice in vain.”

Seeing them getting along like this, Wen Zheng couldn't tell whether he should be happy or sad. He never expected that Wen Rong and Chen Zhou could still be friends. Maybe he shouldn't have brought Chen Zhou home in the first place. , but he didn't regret it either.

After a while, Wen Rong said: "Now my brother's arm is injured, and it's not convenient for him to do anything. Chen Zhou, will you take care of him?"

When Chen Zhou heard this, it was of course his duty: "Okay, I'll take care of it."

Wen Zheng asked, "What do you do when you go to work?"

"Take a leave of absence for the time being, and go to work when you are well," Chen Zhou said.

Wen Rong said: "If you want to blame me, you might as well resign."

As soon as he said this, Chen Zhou and Wen Zheng fell silent.What Chen Zhou thought was that Wen Rong really wasn't too happy to be working in Tang Fang's hands; what Wen Zheng thought was that A Rong really couldn't let Tang Yang go.

Wen Zheng looked at the silent Chen Zhou: "Why don't you resign and come to Zhengrong."

Chen Zhou looked up at him. In fact, resigning and going to Zhengrong was one of his plans. Although he didn't know if he could reverse Zhengrong's fate of being sanctioned, at least he had to work hard, so he said, "I'll think about it."

From an emotional point of view, Chen Zhou is actually not willing to resign from Xingji at this time. Now is the time when he is surrounded by enemies. He needs to prove his ability. Leaving now is equivalent to losing the office struggle, isn't it? Did it comfort those hearts?

But rationally speaking, leaving at this time is the most suitable time. The work has just started for a few days, and it will not delay the progress of Xingji's work too much. It also fulfills Wen Rong's wish. up.

That night, Chen Zhou waited for Wen Zheng to get the injection, and then followed them back to Wen's house, not even going back to his own home.

Aunt Su was overjoyed when she learned that he was back. Before she got home, she had already tidied up the room, paved it according to the original appearance, and even made it more comfortable than before.

After arriving home, the first thing Wen Zheng had to do was to go upstairs and back to his room. Their house was built early, and they didn’t think about installing an elevator at that time, and it hasn’t been refitted since then, so Wen Zheng’s injured leg was too inconvenient to go up and down the stairs. up.

Wen Zheng said, "Aunt Su is cleaning up a room for me downstairs."

Aunt Su hurriedly said: "Okay, I will clean up the room next to Xiao Chen, and you can live in that room, young master."

Wen Rong looked at them and couldn't help but want to interrupt, so he just didn't clean up and slept in Chen Zhou's house.Of course, this is impossible, and it is too easy to expose his thoughts.

Wen Zheng said, "Okay, let's live downstairs."

"Then I'm going to clean up now."

So Chen Zhou and Wen Zheng became neighbors.Together with Aunt Su, Chen Zhou helped tidy up Wen Zheng's room, and also moved the things he usually used upstairs from upstairs.

After packing up, Chen Zhou broke out in a thin sweat.

Aunt Su whispered to Chen Zhou: "I knew you would move back sooner or later. I'll keep your sheets and everything." Her voice could be heard to be a little happy.

Chen Zhou sincerely thanked: "Thank you, Aunt Su!"

Aunt Su said: "Then the young master will trouble you. We are all women, so it is not convenient to take care of him. I am relieved that you are here. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's what I should. Wen was always hurt because of me." Chen Zhou felt extremely guilty when he said it.

Aunt Su said with a smile: "Don't be too sad, the young master is not a big problem. Just take good care of him."

Chen Zhou nodded.

While the two of them were talking, they heard Wen Zheng asking in the living room, "Are you ready? I want to sleep."

"Oh, it's ready. I'll help you!" Chen Zhou hurried to the living room and helped Wen Zheng who was sitting on the sofa. Patient, it is time to rest early.

Wen Zheng heard that he started "you" again, and glanced at him with some dissatisfaction. He was so lucky because he had done this for him.

Chen Zhou helped Wen Zheng into the room and walked to the bed: "Boss Wen, go to bed early."

Wen Zheng didn't sit down and said, "I want to take a bath."

Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, feeling a little troubled: "I heard that you are injured, so you must not get wet."

"Then you can't just sleep like this. At least wipe off." Wen Zheng said.

Chen Zhou nodded hurriedly: "Oh, good." Then he helped Wen Zheng to the bathroom and prepared a change of clothes, towels, etc. for him.

Wen Zheng watched him get ready to go out, and said, "You let me do it myself?"

Chen Zhou looked back at him: "May I help you?" He looked at Wen Zheng's arms and legs, it was really not easy to handle: "Okay, I will help you."

Chen Zhou helped Wen Zheng take off his coat, and then helped him take off his shirt. Wen Zheng's body temperature came through the thin silk shirt. Chen Zhou felt that his temperature seemed a little high, so he looked up at him: "Wen——"

Wen Zheng was looking down at him intently, when their eyes collided unexpectedly, there was a strange feeling, as if there was a feeling of electric current, and both of them felt a strange tingling feeling in their hearts.

Chen Zhou licked his lips, ignoring the feeling: "Mr. Wen, do you have a fever?"

Wen Zheng reacted, blinked, and shifted the focus: "No."

Chen Zhou hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch his forehead: "Fortunately, I don't have a fever. I'm afraid that the wound will be infected, and I will have to go to the hospital."

Chen Zhou unbuttoned the last shirt and helped him take off his shirt, revealing his firm chest. The lines of his pectoral and abdominal muscles were enviable, and there was even a mermaid line. Chen Zhou's Adam's apple slipped.

When the shirt reached the right hand, I couldn't take it off because it was wrapped with thick gauze.

Wen Zheng said, "Take a pair of scissors and cut it."

Although it was a pity, Chen Zhou still cut off the sleeve.

Wen Zheng said: "There are still pants, please help me take them off."

The author has something to say: Mr. Wen is really careful at every step.