After the Rebirth of the Film Emperor

With Yang Yi escorting him, Ji Zhilong's career is gradually going smoothly, and because Ji Rugui's hands won't heal in a short time, he will no longer have the risk of being dragged and beaten in the middle of the night.

After a rare and comfortable half a month, on the night before joining the group, Assistant Chen took Ji Zhimeng to Li Shaohao's villa in the city center.

There are few people in the villa, and only one aunt surnamed Li is in charge of meals.Seeing Ji Zhilong's arrival, she purposely poured a full glass of whiskey.

"Master, I hope you can drink some wine."

Ji Zhizheng glanced at the brown liquor, and if he drank a glass, he might be too drunk to pass out.

But what this aunt meant was probably what Li Shaoyao meant.

Ji Zhizheng didn't know what kind of hobbies Li Shaoyao had, he always liked to do that kind of thing after drinking.

He died once, and he didn't like the powerlessness of being anesthetized.

But the benefactor likes it.

Seeing that he has done his best to help himself in the past few days, Ji Zhilong closed his eyes, raised his head and drank the wine.

The aunt thought he liked to drink, so she poured another whole glass.

"........."

Ji Zhilong could already predict what would happen tonight, so he didn't ask any more questions and drank the second glass of wine.

When she put down the cup, her cheeks were flushed, especially the corners of her eyes.

The alcohol made him dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the cup. While there was still a sliver of clarity, he walked back to the bedroom by himself. When he reached the bedside, he fell into the soft quilt as if weightless, and fell into a beautiful dreamland.

This dream was beautiful at first. He dreamed that he was lying on a soft cloud. Whenever there was a breeze, the cloud would shake from side to side, like a cradle. The sun seemed to be not far away, shining warmly. he.

Until a few dandelions blew over and landed on his cheeks, a little itchy.

A few flowers crawled from the palm of the hand along the surface of the artery to the forearm, and some jumped down from the clavicular groove and fell deep into the chest. The soft hairs rubbed mischievously on the sensitive parts, and then a few It fell into the navel, followed the gentle slope on the lower abdomen all the way down, and finally stopped at another entrance.

The dandelion came with the wind, but it brought a familiar temperature. He felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to open his eyes, but there were a few more white flowers that were pressed on his eyelids. They should be scattered when the wind blows. It was as heavy as a thousand catties, and he suspected that he was going to be buried in the flowers.

Later, the wind stopped, but the cloud moved even more violently. He suspected that he would be smashed apart by the same inexplicable brute force as the cloud.

The sun in the sky suddenly shot down a thousand rays of light, one of which pierced his body and pierced the clouds below him, the dream was instantly destroyed, and the splashing waves hit him head-on, he was stunned and sank to the bottom of the sea like a stone , the pain of suffocation gradually piled up——

Someone reached out and grabbed him.

"...far empty?"

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew who he should turn to for help most.

The man led him out of the sea, and the incandescent lamp pierced his eyes, leaving a few bright spots of light. Ji Zhizheng coughed twice, choking out a mouthful of wet liquid. It smells like rust.

"Knowledge?!"

Li Shaohao was startled by his sudden coughing up blood, he grabbed the quilt to cover the mess on Ji Zhizheng's lower body, and rushed out of the bedroom to ask someone to prepare a car to go to the hospital.

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At 10 o'clock in the evening, the hospital.

The doctor came out of the emergency room, frowned and asked, "Who is Ji Zhirong's family?"

Li Shaoyao, who was sitting by the side, got up and raised his hand to signal: "I am, how is he? Is it a heart attack—"

"You also know that he has heart disease?" The doctor choked back: "Knowing that he has heart disease and making him drink alcohol? Or hard alcohol?!"

"......"

"The alcohol concentration in his body is frighteningly high. If the delivery is delayed, I'm afraid his life will be gone!"

Li Shaoyao looked reproachfully at Aunt Li who followed, and Aunt Li quickly explained: "I, I thought that Mr. Ji liked to drink, so I poured him two big glasses. Of course, you can't be stingy with guests, so just fill them up. "

"He drank two big glasses of 50-degree whiskey?" Li Shaoyao couldn't control his emotions, and roared angrily, "You don't even know how to serve wine to guests?! Didn't I tell you to give him a drink?" Is that enough?!"

Aunt Li was also anxious: "It's really just two cups, not too much! People in our village drink like this. It's okay to drink a few big bowls."

"get out."

"Master..."

"roll!"

If it weren't for the hospital not being able to make noise, Li Shaoyao would have liked to serve this hospitable aunt two cups on the spot, to see if she would feel it was just a little bit.

The doctor waited for him to finish his investigation before saying, "The patient has woken up."

Li Shaohao walked into the ward, and Ji Zhimeng was lying on the bed. Although he was sober, the blush on his face hadn't faded, he didn't look pale, only his lips were pale.

Li Shaoyao sat on the edge of the bed and tucked him in the quilt, somewhat guilty and remorseful.

Ji Zhilong stared at him, and said hoarsely: "You don't have anything to say to me?"

Compared with being sent to the hospital because of drinking, what made him even more unacceptable was the sticky feeling in his lower body after waking up! ! !

So it wasn't a dandelion at all in the dream, it was clearly the claws of a beast!

Li Shaoyao's brain circuit is obviously different from his: "That aunt has already asked me to fire her. She was introduced by a relative of my family. I will hire a professional nanny next time, and this situation will not happen again."

Ji Zhiyong: "Didn't you let me drink it?"

Li Shaoyao: "I asked you to drink, but I didn't let you drink that much. Wasn't everything fine before?"

"I thought that aunt meant what you meant... By the way, why do you like me drunk? Do you have any shady hobbies?"

At this time, a nurse happened to come to the door. She suspected that she had heard something she shouldn't have heard, so she slipped away in a sensible way.

Li Shaoyao's face darkened: "I didn't, so don't go online."

"Hmph, so fierce." Ji Zhijun turned over and ignored him.

Li Shaoyao made the biggest concession: "I won't force you to drink next time."

"You need to be hospitalized for observation for a few days, should you tell your family and let them take a look?"

"..."

Mr. Li, who was ignored, had no choice but to poke the bulging quilt with his index finger: "Ji Zhilong, I'm asking you something."

"Needless to say, I'm even more upset when they come, and the disease will worsen." Zhilong said sullenly, "And you want others to know about my relationship with you?"

"..."

Young Master Ji put on an old-fashioned look: "I understand all the rules in the circle."

Li Shaoyao was amused by his old god's presence: "How old are you, do you understand?"

Really counting, I can falsely outgrow you by 5 years!Wen Che thought about it secretly.

The original owner's heart disease is not serious, only when it is deliberately stimulated by foreign objects will it be somewhat dangerous. The doctor asked him to be hospitalized for three days, and Ji Zhilong made up an excuse to prevaricate Ji's family. Anyway, their focus is on their hands With Ji Rugui's body broken, he didn't care about anything unusual about Ji Zhiyong's three days away from home.

During the past few days in the hospital, most of the people who accompanied Zhilong were Qin Xiaohuo.

This kid looks upright, born from his heart, and his heart is definitely not bad.

He was quick to do things, and quickly found out about Lu Yuankong, and thoughtfully found a time when Young Master Li was away, and told Ji Zhimo the information he had found.

"Lu Yuankong is now residing in Australia. This is the number where he can be contacted." He entered two strings of numbers into Ji Zhilong's phone.

Ji Zhizheng took it and saw that there were two numbers, one was for international calls to Australia, and the other was for domestic calls.

He silently noted "L", and then tightly held the phone with Lu Yuankong's contact information on it, sticking it to his heart, as if he had found some comfort.

Qin Xiaohuo faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"I have also checked his recent situation in detail. Do you want to listen to it now?"

Zhilong: "...You just need to tell me whether he is doing well or not. For the rest, you don't need to say a word."

Six years have passed, Lu Yuankong may have started a new relationship, or started a family, these are all reasonable.

But Wen Che didn't want to hear these things, nor did he dare to hear them.

He couldn't accept that his lover was with others, and he couldn't accept that he was forgotten by Lu Yuankong and became a passer-by in his life.

Without that car accident, he and Lu Yuankong would not have ended up like this.

It is precisely because the meaning is difficult to calm down, so I can't bear to know.

Qin Xiaohuo replied: "He is doing well." He swallowed all the other huge amounts of information in his stomach.

After hearing this, Zhilong murmured: "It's fine for him to live well, if he lives well, I... I don't have any regrets."

In the evening, the nurse came in to give him an injection. The medicine worked well, but after the injection, it would cause a short-term rapid heart rate, which was very uncomfortable.

Especially when alone in the ward, the drum-like dense beating of the heart inevitably makes people anxious. Wen Che used to be healthy, but now he has to suffer from this.

He was curled up on the bed alone, feeling extremely uncomfortable, so he took out his mobile phone, looked at the number marked as L, and moved his thumb around the dial key several times before he dared to press it.

The beeping of the standby was mixed with the heartbeat hitting his eardrum.

Until there was a short pause on the other end, and then there was the voice he missed day and night: "Hello, who is it?"

"..."

Lu Yuankong is always very patient: "Hello?"

Wen Che bit his hand to silence his choked voice, but the silent tears flowed violently.

But the person on the other end of the phone won't know.