President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

To her, isn't Huo Hangzhi a dangerous poker?

She was already scalded, and she still had to cling to it tightly, continue to suffer the pain, and find a way to punish the poker.

Why bother?

Meaningless.

"And," Qin Su added, "if I deal with Huo Hangzhi like that, I will turn myself into a red-hot poker."

Both sides suffer, and no one can benefit from it.

"Miss Qin..." Zhou Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to try to persuade him to stay again.

"I am very grateful for your care during this period of time, and I have always regarded you as a friend. Since we are friends, then we can finish this funeral quietly and forget each other in the rivers and lakes, is that okay?" Qin Su's tone was a little bit Sub-pleading.

At this time, Zhou Zheng's cell phone rang.

It was Huo Hangzhi calling.

"Master Huo is awake, I'll go down to pick him up." Zhou Zheng said in a sullen tone.

With one foot deep and one foot shallow, Zhou Zheng went to the gate of the cemetery.

Huo Hangzhi sat on the back of the chair, raised his hand and pinched his brow, with a painful expression on his face, "Where is Qin Suren?"

"She's already at the tombstone," Zhou Zheng replied, "with Dr. Josie."

Josie is here too?

Huo Hangzhi raised his eyes immediately, and moved his footsteps away, "Let's go up now."

But with just one movement, he groaned in pain, and couldn't even get out of the car by himself.

"Master Huo!" Zhou Zheng hurried forward to help, his tone urgent and distressed, "You must have some signs of gastric perforation. The doctor has explained it countless times, saying that if you don't eat, something will happen."

But in this wild country, where can I find food?

Zhou Zheng thought about it, and said to Huo Hangzhi, "Master Huo, there are apples in the trunk, why don't you eat one?"

"No need," Huo Hangzhi refused without thinking, "That's the tribute I prepared."

There are six in total, and he personally went to the supermarket to choose them.

Six apples, implying that the child will be safe and sound in the next life.

He must not eat it!

"Then...then I'll go to the guard room and ask, maybe there's something to eat." Zhou Zheng was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

He just ran two steps towards the guard room, when he turned his head and saw Huo Hangzhi got out of the car by himself, staggering forward.

Not caring about asking for things anymore, Zhou Zheng hurried back to support Huo Hangzhi, "Master Huo, why did you come down by yourself?"

"Go and get the tribute from the trunk, let's go up the mountain." Huo Hangzhi ordered.

Zhou Zheng didn't want to obey the order, "Master Huo, if you want to hold a funeral for this child, you have to be able to hold it yourself!"

This is that child's funeral, not Huo Hangzhi's!

Huo Hangzhi's brows and eyes were indifferent, without any ups and downs, "Don't worry, I won't die, I just took painkillers."

what?

Zhou Zheng was shocked, "Master Huo, where did you get the painkiller, could it be..."

Before Zhou Zheng finished speaking, Huo Hangzhi nodded, "Well, I got it from you. You have been giving me these days, haven't you, and sleeping pills."

Zhou Zheng: "!!!"

Why does Mr. Huo know everything!

"Master Huo, since you know all about it, why do you still eat it without even exposing me?" Zhou Zheng asked puzzled.

Huo Hangzhi glanced at him, "The dose is not heavy, there is nothing to expose, and it's not to kill me."

After a pause, he added, "The reason why I refused to rest during this time is not only because of my obsession, but also because I will see that child as soon as I close my eyes."

The child appeared in front of him covered in blood, crying and questioning him why he killed himself.

Every time he saw it, he couldn't help but feel like a knife was twisting in his heart!