What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

The battle of Xiaokang Village ended after forty minutes.

On the way to the provincial hospital.

Shi Qiang covered the big bump on his forehead and dialed Qin Ruifa's number: "Hey, what are you doing, Brother Qin?"

"We just finished the meeting, what's wrong, Xiaoqiang?"

"I was beaten!"

Qin Ruifa said speechlessly on the phone: "You are already in your thirties, what are you doing? Who beat you?"

"My name is Zhang Xiaoan from the Mingjun Group."

Qin Ruifa paused for a moment on the phone: "...Fang Jun's son-in-law?"

"Yes! He was the one who beat me!"

"Oh...then what do you mean by calling me?"

"Brother Qin, my younger brother hasn't asked you for anything in so many years, so I'm going to call you shamelessly today. Can you sentence Zhang Xiao'an?"

"Haha... Xiaoqiang, I have a good relationship with Fang Jun. Didn't you let your brother Qin sit on the wax?" Qin Ruifa scolded Shi Qiang in his heart. Is this kid mentally ill? !

Shi Qiang said unhappily: "Brother Qin, I have never done anything wrong for you in all these years!"

"This is not a matter of errands. Take Brother Qin's advice. Both Chunhui and Mingjun Group are well-known companies in Wangjiang. The demolition of Xiaokang Village should not cause too much trouble between you two."

"That's it. I have to give a lecture in another place. Let's talk about it when I get back."

"Dudu..."

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Shi Qiang threw the phone on his seat angrily and cursed: "Damn it! This Qin Ruifa didn't stop eating and drinking me. When the critical moment came, he didn't do anything for me. ah!"

……

Provincial hospital.

Zhang Qingyang was wearing a hospital gown and walking back and forth in the corridor alone.

His injuries have completely healed, and he can be discharged from the hospital when Zhang Huaili and Wu Wenying return from their divorce.

Zhang Qingyang was a little speechless when he thought about this.

Zhang Huaili flew back to Hanking before, and flew back again within two days.

I don’t know what kind of gunpowder I took during the two days I returned to Hanking. After I came back, I had a fight with Wu Wenying in the hospital in front of many subordinates.

The quarrel has been going on until today, and the two of them said they wanted to divorce.

Zhang Qingyang was a minor, so he couldn't control them.

Zhang Qingyang walked around and around leisurely, and when he reached the elevator again, the elevator door popped open and Shi Qiang walked out cursing.

"What the fuck! Zhang Xiaoan is a loser. I have to fuck him to death after I'm discharged from the hospital!"

"No! I can't wait until I'm discharged from the hospital. I'll find someone to fuck him soon!"

Listening to Shi Qiang scolding his good brother, Zhang Qingyang couldn't help it.

He took a running start behind Shi Qiang and kicked him twice.

"Ouch!" Shi Qiang lay on the ground, his front teeth hitting the tiles and sparks erupted, then flew out.

He turned to look at Zhang Qingyang: "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm your father! Come here!"

Zhang Qingyang roared, and several lean but strong-looking middle-aged men suddenly walked out of the ward.

These people are the first-class bodyguards of the Zhang family, who are specially responsible for protecting Zhang Qingyang. Their quality in all aspects is impeccable.

Zhang Qingyang pointed at Shi Qiang and his group and said, "Fuck them!"

Without saying a word, the bodyguards stepped forward and beat up Shi Qiang and others!

……

Ten minutes later.

Shi Qiang was pushed directly into the rescue room, and Zhang Qingyang was also taken away by the police.

However, when he heard that the one who beat him was the son of the Zhang family, Shi Zheng went to the police station in person to rescue Zhang Qingyang.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm really sorry. If my brother has offended you in any way, please tell me and I will go and deal with him in a while!" Standing in front of the police station, Shi Zheng kept smiling.

Shi Zheng is almost fifty this year, and his temples are a little gray.

At this age, he still has to pretend to be a grandson in front of Zhang Qingyang, which is also embarrassing for him.

"Get out of here!" Zhang Qingyang pushed Shi Zheng away, got in the car and drove away.

In addition to being better behaved in front of Zhang Xiaoan.

The bad boy is still the bad boy after all.

……

evening.

In front of the ICU of the First Hospital of Medical University.

Zhang Xiaoan and Fang Moxuan sat on the chairs in front of the door, waiting quietly.

Qingyue is still in the ICU being rescued. Because she drank too much medicine, she is still in a coma and is not out of danger.

But a few minutes ago the doctor came to give Fang Moxuan some reassurance.

It is said that although the person is not out of danger, there is a high chance of being rescued, so just wait patiently.

"Did you spend a lot of money today?" Zhang Xiaoan asked in a hurry.

"From the time I was sent to the ICU in the morning to now, I have spent almost 30,000 yuan." Fang Moxuan said helplessly.

Thirty thousand yuan is just the beginning.

If Qingyue wanted to survive this time, she would have to throw in at least ten or two hundred thousand.

"It's not that I feel bad about the money. You said she has terminal gastric cancer. If she keeps going like this, she probably won't have much time left. Alas..." Fang Moxuan sighed.

"You are also willing to take care of her, Wangjiang is a good person."

Fang Moxuan responded honestly: "If I had no money, I would definitely not care about her, but now that I am extremely rich, friends, and have such a good relationship, I can't watch her die."

"Where's her grandpa?"

"It's in the morgue. Let's leave it there for now and wait until Qingyue wakes up before handling the funeral arrangements. After all, he is her grandfather."

Zhang Xiaoan turned his head and asked with some confusion: "You handle everything by yourself?"

"Well, I called the ambulance, and I also found the funeral company." Fang Moxuan pouted, a little aggrieved and helpless and said: "To be honest, I was never so filial when my grandfather passed away."

"It doesn't matter. When your father dies, you can be more filial."

Fang Moxuan was anxious: "Go away! Can you speak?!"

Zhang Xiaoan smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself: If you knew that your father had found a mistress outside and she was pregnant, you would probably dig up his grave!

Zhang Xiaoan was about to say something more.

He glanced at the door of the ICU inadvertently, and suddenly paused the next second.

I saw the figure of a young man, passing through the two iron doors of the ICU, walking forward with dull eyes, and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Ah Piao?

Zhang Xiaoan felt excited, patted Fang Moxuan on the shoulder and said, "One person just left the ICU."

"how do you know?"

"Then don't worry about it."

"Go away, what time has it been? I'm not in the mood to make trouble with you." Fang Moxuan glared at him and stopped talking to him.

Two minutes later.

A doctor walked out of the ICU door, took off his mask and said to the family members who had been waiting for a long time: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best..."

"Wow!"

A woman in her early thirties burst into tears, and her mournful cries echoed throughout the entire floor.

"Is... really one of them is gone?" After Fang Moxuan said this, she turned to look at Zhang Xiao'an. Suddenly there was a layer of moisture in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

"Why are you crying? The person walking inside is your second uncle?"

"No, I...I just thought that after you die, I..."

"Go, go, go! I'm riding a horse in good health!"