cohabitation contract

"Everyone in the hospital is not doing well lately..." Ning Ziqin smiled wryly, and was about to say something more, when Zhuang Lingxiao who was beside him became impatient and interrupted her recklessly, saying to Nie Changsheng: " Brother, that kid has gone in, let's go back too." Holding Nie Changsheng's hand, he walked straight to the off-road vehicle.

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng frowned unhappily, and struggled to grab his restraining hand, but Zhuang Lingxiao's strength was very strong, and without equal strength, he couldn't break free from his confinement. It's the peak time for foreign students to return to school. Both of them are tall and straight, and their looks are online. They have long been the focus of the crowd. Nie Changsheng doesn't want to flirt with this domineering guy in full view, so he has to obey his wishes. He got in the car, but his hearing was not bad. In the noisy crowd, Ning Ziqin's answer of "no" was still heard in his ears. Nie Changsheng was a little distracted. What Ning Ziqin said, could it be What's wrong with everyone in the hospital?

The moment the car door was about to close, Ning Ziqin's crisp voice came again: "Nie Changsheng, will you attend Professor Bian's funeral tomorrow?"

The hand on the inside handle of the car door stopped suddenly, and Nie Changsheng trembled inexplicably. He couldn't understand what Ning Ziqin meant, Professor Bian's funeral?Professor Bian is only in his 60s. His body has always been strong and energetic. When I saw him last time, he was still so obsessed with those unapproved researches. He devoted himself to the experiments at the base. How could it be possible? At once……

"Shit!" Zhuang Lingxiao obviously heard Ning Ziqin's words. He cursed rudely and slammed the steering wheel hard. Nie Changsheng understood everything. This man who always hides all his truths is doing something wrong. Blame Ning Ziqin for meddling in her own business for revealing this news!

Is this the answer to Ning Ziqin's words, and Professor Bian has really passed away?

Zhuang Lingxiao leaned over, closed the car door for Nie Changsheng, and fastened his seat belt on him. The injury on his right hand hadn't healed, and the aluminum plate hadn't been removed yet. After a series of movements, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But he pursed his lips, started the engine without saying a word, and turned the car out of the school gate. His movements were quick and swift, and he did it in one go. He didn't take the opportunity to kiss or flirt with Nie Changsheng in the co-pilot as usual. Fan.

"Zhuang Lingxiao..." The speed of the car was very fast, and the street trees flashing by outside the window turned into blurred shadows. Nie Changsheng was struggling to digest the news brought by Ning Ziqin, and the old Professor Bian flashed in his mind. Although he often does not agree with many of Professor Bian’s theories, he still respects him from the bottom of his heart, especially during the time when he was just led out of the orphanage, Professor Bian treated him like a loving father. He wanted to repay his kindness, and Nie Changsheng never really hated him.

"Shut up!" Zhuang Lingxiao seemed to know what he was going to say, his face became more gloomy, his pursed lips almost formed a straight line, venting the resentment and anger in his heart that was almost uncontrollable.

Nie Changsheng stared blankly at Zhuang Lingxiao who had a stern face and said nothing. Apart from anger, there was no trace of sadness or pain on this handsome face, as if the old man who was going to be buried tomorrow was not his old mentor.

There was silence all the way, until they returned to Zhuang Lingxiao's villa, the dispute and struggle between the two officially kicked off.

"Zhuang Lingxiao, I want to know what's going on!" Nie Changsheng's voice was choked with sobs, obviously the grief in his heart had been borne for a long time.

"How do I know what's going on! I'm not a forensic doctor! Even if I were a forensic doctor, there are so many people dying every day in the whole country, and it's not necessarily true that every one of them is dissected by a forensic doctor!"

"Didn't you do anything to him?" Nie Changsheng, who was in grief and anger, lost his composure, and blurted out the words without thinking.

"I want to kill him myself, so that he won't pick and make irresponsible remarks," Zhuang Lingxiao sneered, and said bluntly, "But he has offended so many people, and those who want him to have a good death probably won't just me One." After he definitely got Nie Changsheng back, he would settle accounts with them one by one, but before he could do anything, news of the old scumbag's death came, and Zhuang Lingxiao went out of his way to find someone to prove that the old scumbag was It wasn't about feigning death or something, but the news reported back was that he was dead and could not die again. Zhuang Lingxiao once regretted that he couldn't kill him in his own way.

Nie Changsheng knew that Zhuang Lingxiao was telling the truth, and that there were many people who hated Professor Bian. He alone knew that some of the old directors in the hospital who had contact with Professor Bian had great hatred, and had never had any contact with him. Even in the base laboratory, several young doctors complained a lot to Professor Bian.

Nie Changsheng wiped the wet marks from the corners of his eyes, and walked straight to the landline. Since Zhuang Lingxiao refused to reveal anything more, he had to get more advice from other people. The landline number of the previous office was still imprinted in his mind. At this time, his former assistant Xiao Wang should have gone to work. Xiao Wang is the most well-informed person in the hospital. He must have found out the reason for Professor Bian's death.

"What are you going to do!" Zhuang Lingxiao snatched the landline one step ahead of him, and angrily tore off the phone line. This time it really hurt his hand, he gasped in pain, and kicked the wreckage of the landline in retaliation under the sofa.

Fatty who followed followed the sound and wanted to hook out the wreckage of the landline from the bottom of the sofa as a toy to play with. Unfortunately, its body was too tall to get under the sofa to pick up the toy, so it had to lie sleepily beside the sofa with its front paws Not once is enough.

"After all, he used to be your professor!" Nie Changsheng pursed his lips tightly, and his anger leaked out bit by bit from his red eyes. , even if I go to watch the spirit, I should do it!" My heart felt like a heavy lead, and frames of the old man's past flashed through my mind. He was brought out from the orphanage by Professor Bian, who also taught him many medical knowledge. The essence, although Professor Bian coerced him to join forces with others and contribute to the ulterior base experiment, but if it wasn't for Professor Bian's kindness back then, he wouldn't be what he is today.

Zhuang Lingxiao sneered and said, "I consider him a professor. Has he ever been his student?" Zhuang Lingxiao was so dazzling back then that he was favored by many famous professors in medical schools, and Professor Bian was one of them. It happened to be Professor Bian, who suppressed Zhuang Lingxiao's development a lot. He was not allowed to explore that field, and he was not allowed to publish this paper. It is said that after Zhuang Lingxiao was stifled by all parties, he resolutely left the medical school, and Professor Bian made a "credit".

During that period of searching for nothing, Nie Changsheng was always by his side. Unfortunately, the strength of each other was too weak to shake the decision-making of those in high positions, so how much Zhuang Lingxiao hated Professor Bian. In Nie Changsheng's eyes, Even though he secretly put Zhuang Lingxiao's thesis in his file, Professor Bian picked it out in the end and withheld it from submitting it.

"Also, don't talk about how great that old bastard is. He is willing to take you back because you are worth using. It is obviously your writing, but he just wants to add his name after it. It's called 'collaborating and mentoring professors', shameless!" Zhuang Lingxiao continued to sneer, the old scum surnamed Bian was already a big dipper in the medical world at that time, but he still went to catch Nie Changsheng's enthusiasm, he was really thick-skinned !

Although Professor Bian will indeed put titles on the papers and reports he publishes, Nie Changsheng doesn't think it's too outrageous. In some colleges, there are professors who take students' articles without authorization and publish them in their own name...

"So, you already knew the news of his death!" Nie Changsheng didn't intend to settle the account of the deceased with him, but felt that there was no need to hide such things from himself, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"He didn't die from some kind of tumor and brain cancer. I tell you, you can't save him!" Nie Changsheng's silence made Zhuang Lingxiao very irritable. He clearly knew that he should be quiet and restrain himself at this time. Feelings on the verge of eruption, but thinking that Nie Changsheng would shed tears for such scum, he was extremely angry. He tore off his tie and threw it on the floor viciously. With a strong body, two round front paws jumped on the tie, tore and gnawed on the tough tie, started to play, and groaned, devotion to selflessness, completely Not afraid of being settled by the master after autumn.

But no matter how many grievances and grievances there were back then, they all turned into clouds of smoke with the passage of time. Otherwise, with Zhuang Lingxiao's status and influence in City H, he would never let him live if he wanted to avenge Professor Bian who maliciously made things difficult for him back then. Only now died.

However, Nie Changsheng knew too well Zhuang Lingxiao who was like a barometer in front of him, and he always vented his inner emotions wantonly in front of him. If he didn't know something, he would definitely not feel irritable and sensitive about Professor Bian's death, unless...

A thought flashed through his mind, and Nie Changsheng watched Zhuang Lingxiao irritably undo the two buttons on the collar of his shirt, revealing the healthy bronze skin on his collarbone. Slightly satisfied with the temperature, he threw the controller on the low table, sat in his usual position, stretched his arms towards Nie Changsheng, frowned and ordered, "Come here."

"Zhuang Lingxiao, tell me, did you do something to Professor Bian!" Nie Changsheng unknowingly turned up his voice. When I met Ning Ziqin just now, this man had the attitude of a stranger, remembering that this man found that remote and backward mountain village like an omnipotent radar for himself who went overseas, and for himself Find it from somewhere in the ocean, put dozens of mercenaries on board, and even build a powerful and fierce warship...

How could he have forgotten that as long as it was about his own affairs, Zhuang Lingxiao would never stand idly by, even if he was regarded as "not a good person" by others, even if he was indifferent to the death of his former teacher.

"Why don't you tell me first that the reason why you left here and me is what he did to you!" Zhuang Lingxiao sneered, raised an eyebrow coldly, and looked sideways at Nie Changsheng, As if seeing through the pain and powerlessness he suffered when he chose to leave H City, his eyes suddenly turned dark, causing him to be separated from Nie Changsheng for a few months. This crime alone is enough for the [-]th floor of Bian Hell, not to mention Lynch's mischief almost made him and Nie Changsheng say goodbye forever.

Nie Changsheng closed his eyes in pain, and after a while he murmured, "You know everything?"

Compared to Zhuang Lingxiao who has concealed so many past and future events from him, why hasn't he concealed something from Zhuang Lingxiao?

"I didn't know it at the beginning, but when I knew it, you had already left." Zhuang Lingxiao stood up abruptly, with a hoarse voice, and walked slowly towards Nie Changsheng step by step. After leaving the hospital post, they recruited you to serve them in a hot spring sanatorium. It’s just that the reporter who was bribed did more things and went to find that kid privately, which made you mistakenly think that someone wanted to use Helan Mountain’s accident to alienate you The relationship with that brat."

It turned out that there was also the handwriting of the Ever Win Group, but Yan Baizhou of the Ever Win Group was gentle and kind, and it was impossible for him to do the actions of such a villain. It seemed that Gan Tang did it without telling Yan Baizhou, so The loss that Changying Group suffered was that Zhuang Lingxiao deliberately misled Lin Qi to make them his target?And the so-called complaint that Gan Tang filed against him was not innocent at all?

It's just that at this moment, Nie Changsheng, under the pressure of the imposing Zhuang Lingxiao, retreated instinctively, until there was no way to retreat, and his back rested on the floor-to-ceiling glass, only to realize that the huge villa was actually not as big as he imagined. .

"This matter has nothing to do with Professor Bian!" Nie Changsheng's slightly lowered eyes fell on Zhuang Lingxiao's hand injury, and the anger in his eyes dropped by half in an instant. He couldn't argue with the patient, and quarreling would never resolve the conflict. Say this to yourself.

"Okay, then let's count something related to him!" Zhuang Lingxiao stared at Nie Changsheng's cold face with burning eyes, and there was a faint trace of forbearance in his resolute expression. It was this kind of forbearance that made him want to bully him severely. Once again, he wanted to protect him under his wings and not be coveted or used by anyone.

"He..." Nie Changsheng's eyes flickered, and his mouth murmured. This man could even dig out the people behind the scenes in the novel "Visitor from Hell", and that incident must be as innocent as a creature under a microscope. It's gone.

At that time, when the novel based on the Helan Mountain incident was being copied in the hospital, Nie Changsheng was already upset, but one day, Professor Bian knocked on the door of his office, and the people who came with him There was an old man named Zhuang.

Nie Changsheng didn't want to recall that unpleasant meeting, although he respected Professor Bian and the old man surnamed Zhuang.

Thinking about it now, Nie Changsheng still feels very ashamed. If the other party is not his teacher, he will definitely issue an order to expel him.

"What? Is there nothing to say now? When he persuaded you to join their grand idea of ​​human experiment, didn't he explain to you what kind of experiment it was? Tsk tsk!" Zhuang Lingxiao sneered bloodthirstyly, the first time he When I heard about this kind of human experiment, I was really shocked by the crazy thoughts. That scum surnamed Bian is really an out-and-out lunatic and pervert!It's fine if Nie Changsheng doesn't hold grudges against him, but he even said to mourn him, and was even willing to keep a vigil for him. What kind of ability does that old man surnamed Bian deserve that Nie Changsheng forgives him regardless of past suspicions?

The more Zhuang Lingxiao thought about it, the more furious he became, and he raised his chin with his left hand, forcing him to look directly at him: "You, a brain doctor, have nothing to do with the human experiments he did on male implantation in the uterus? You will be the experimental subject yourself and conceive my child?"

Nie Changsheng shuddered, and the unpleasant meeting of that day reappeared in front of his eyes again. Professor Bian wanted him to join the team because the uterus was transplanted to a man, and there would definitely be a body rejection reaction, and the central nervous system of the brain directed Every nervous system in the whole body has a top brain doctor in charge, and the chances of winning will definitely rise to the maximum.

The old man surnamed Zhuang wanted him to be the subject of this experiment. At that time, the old man surnamed Zhuang looked Nie Changsheng up and down. At the end, he nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Nie Changsheng, and said kindly to Nie Changsheng: "Since Xiaoer only You, we are not unreasonable people. It just so happens that Professor Bian has achieved the effect on white mice. Although there is no first case in the human body, I believe that Professor Bian can carry out the experiment perfectly. Raise children..."

Seeing Nie Changsheng's violent reaction, Zhuang Lingxiao already understood that his guess was right. His nosy Uncle Yao really approached Nie Changsheng and threatened to ask him to inherit the incense for the dealer. If someone told him, his Uncle Yao would In fact, it was his own father, he was too embarrassed not to believe it!

"I have no way to agree to them..." Nie Changsheng waved away Zhuang Lingxiao's left hand, how could he agree to such a weak and frightening request?But Professor Bian was threatening to repay his kindness, and he was caught in a dilemma. He didn't want Zhuang Lingxiao's hard-earned land to be taken back by the dealer, and he would be charged with unfilial piety. Shield other countries.

"Even if you're willing, I won't agree." Zhuang Lingxiao suddenly withdrew his ferocity, his tall body pressed against Nie Changsheng's body, and the sunlight cast beams of golden light on the clean floor through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows On the top, the figure that overlapped the two was very long.

"The heirs of the Zhuang family can just come to me to end." Zhuang Lingxiao said in Nie Changsheng's ear tiredly. Back then, in order to pursue fame and fortune, the people of the Zhuang family often plotted against him and wanted to take his life. Now that the population is dying, it's really ridiculous to think of asking him to inherit the incense!

Nie Changsheng knew more or less about the dealer's situation. Now that Zhuang Lingxiao had severed ties with the dealer, of course he didn't have to bear any more burdens.

Nie Changsheng was silent, and he lost the momentum to argue with Zhuang Lingxiao. Zhuang Lingxiao sighed with satisfaction, and stroked the tear stains on his face with his left hand, the displeasure in his chest has not yet dissipated, "So your tears will only be for me from now on. You can flow, you know?"

This domineering guy, at this time, did not forget to swear the exclusive right, but Nie Changsheng seemed to be bewitched, and wrapped his hands around his generous waist, without thinking, he nodded his head and said "yes" up.

He was an orphan, so Nie Changsheng didn't have too much obsession with his offspring, besides, one He Hongwu was enough for him to worry about, and another one, he thought he didn't have such a strong energy to consume.

There may be regrets, but how can a life without regrets be called a perfect life?

Although this dispute and struggle was not too intense, they had another quarrel the next day.

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng yelled almost gnashing his teeth. It's a pity that he just woke up, his voice was still full of tiredness, deep and hoarse, very sexy, but he couldn't notice it at first, but now Nie Changsheng put all his body and mind on the small and tough chain on his wrist. This chain was still his old friend, and once imprisoned him in a certain unknown small country for more than a month!

"Morning, brother." Zhuang Lingxiao came out of the bathroom with his upper body naked, and now Nie Changsheng printed a good morning kiss on his forehead. Intimacy, he was not annoyed, he picked out a T-shirt from the closet refreshedly and put it on, took a look in front of the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, this is not his narcissism, no matter his face or figure, Zhuang Lingxiao really He is a bit more attractive than the glamorous and handsome male stars on the screen.

Nie Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, there was a slight hint of annoyance on his face, and he secretly complained that he was not strong enough. After sharing the bed with him for so many days, he still had no resistance to Zhuang Lingxiao's charm. .

"Untie it!" Nie Changsheng pointed to the chain on his wrist with an extremely gloomy expression.

"No, I won't let you go until you no longer want to pay homage to that old man." Zhuang Lingxiao refused.

"Just to burn a stick of incense..."

"That's not allowed! If you really go, I will have his ashes stolen, flushed from the toilet into the sewer, and let him sleep forever in the sewer!"

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng was dumbfounded, this unreasonable guy still has such thoughts!

"I know, you're going to say I'm too much, right? Yes, I'm that bad, and it's not like my brother doesn't know it!"

"You can't solve the problem at all!"

"Don't go to his funeral, don't you have no problems!"

"Zhuang Lingxiao, can you explain the truth?"

"I'm trying to reason with you now, or do you think we're arguing?"

Nie Changsheng felt powerless for a while. If they are not arguing now, are they still talking about love?

The flames of war temporarily entered a truce stage due to one side's silence, Zhuang Lingxiao whistled triumphantly and left the room, probably to get breakfast.

The range of motion given by the chain is much wider than before, allowing Nie Changsheng to go directly to the bathroom. All the objects in the bathroom are still there. He picked up Zhuang Lingxiao's razor and tried to cut off the chain that restricted his freedom. Unfortunately, It didn't work out as expected, this chain made of unknown material was invulnerable, without Zhuang Lingxiao's iris as the key, there was no way to restore his freedom.

Nie Changsheng sat on the floor dejectedly. There were still wet water stains on the floor, and his bathrobe was soon soaked, but Nie Changsheng didn't care. He was brewing emotions, and searched for words that Zhuang Lingxiao could accept. Only when that domineering guy reappears, will his actions be condemned to pieces.

But he didn't wait for Zhuang Lingxiao to come, but he waited for Pangpang to come first.

Pangpang followed the master's scent and pushed open the concealed door, found the bathroom, rubbed Nie Changsheng's ankle very happily, and then curiously bit the tiny chain, but it was not very persistent , the teeth were not sharp enough, I only bit them a few times, and saw that there was no destructive effect, so I lost interest in the chain, jumped into Nie Changsheng's arms, twisted it left and right, and climbed to the washstand along Nie Changsheng's shoulders. Its body was too heavy, and it quickly slid off the sink and fell into the bathtub. It turned over, shook the wet water stains on its body, and tried to climb out of the bathtub, but the bathtub was too slippery, and its body was heavy. After climbing a few times, I couldn't jump out, so I had to lie on the edge of the bathtub with two round front legs, sending out a pitiful distress signal.

"You're like me, knowing that it's a trap, but jumping off without hesitation." Nie Changsheng scratched his chubby neck and said self-deprecatingly.

Fatty squinted his eyes and looked at Nie Changsheng coldly, as if he thought that his self-entertainment and his cocooning needed to draw a clear line and should not be confused.

Zhuang Lingxiao came up with a tray in his left hand. Pangpang had successfully disintegrated the large nightgown that Nie Changsheng had thrown to him into countless pieces. When he saw the owner of the nightgown coming, he raised his head high, not as before. Shrinking Zhuang Lingxiao, he barked at him twice arrogantly.

Zhuang Lingxiao was not angry either, and seemed to be in a good mood as he handed the light breakfast on the tray to Nie Changsheng, and asked thoughtfully: "Brother, are you feeling uncomfortable? Didn't you just make it twice last night? I already It’s enough restraint, no, I have to make it up twice tonight..."

The originally organized vocabulary fell apart at this moment, and Nie Changsheng said shamefully and angrily: "Don't keep talking about these things!" Although I only did it twice last night, the shock deeply embedded in Zhuang Lingxiao's soul still lingers in my heart. Thinking back, his body was trembling, as if he was still in extreme dizziness and forgot everything, unable to recover.

"Don't talk about that, let's talk about it..." He lowered his voice, leaned next to Nie Changsheng's ear, and deliberately breathed out the ambiguous breath on the sensitive area beside his ear, creating more throbbing that overwhelmed reason.

Pang Pang smelled the scent of clear porridge, and his mouth was already drooling. Taking advantage of the tenderness of the two masters, he approached cautiously, sticking out his tongue, and was about to rob him. Nie Changsheng didn't mind sharing it, but Zhuang Lingxiao still Not open-minded enough, how could the rations he prepared for the person next to him fall into the mouth of a pet dog?

So one beckoned it over, the other pushed it out, and the two bumped into each other. The steaming bowl of clear porridge lost its balance and fell from Nie Changsheng's hands, spilling fat all over his body. Facing the scorching temperature, Pangpang ate in pain, barked a few times, and shook the porridge on his body, so the two of them were unavoidably thrown all over the porridge.

Two people who had no experience in raising dogs stared at each other for a long while, and finally, one took Pangpang to take a bath, and the other cleaned up the messy scene.

Of course, in the end, there was only Fatty standing wet at the door of the bathroom, constantly scratching the door, and screaming in protest. As for the whereabouts of the two male hosts, it was self-evident.

After being charming, Nie Changsheng not only regained his personal freedom, but was also able to get on an off-road vehicle and head to a certain place.

If it weren't for the relaxed look of Zhuang Lingxiao who was acting as the driver, Nie Changsheng would have thought that he had finally figured it out and agreed to let him go to mourn his deceased teacher.

"Where are you going?" Nie Changsheng was not in a good mood, his voice was hoarse like a patient with a bad cold.

"Airport." Zhuang Lingxiao answered concisely.

Nie Changsheng didn't ask any more questions. His throat still hurt, his eyes were astringent, and his tossed body was even more uncomfortable. However, none of these could stop the sadness brought about by the gloom in his heart, which spread to In every vein of the body, it is difficult to separate this body for a while, and he is still brooding over the death of his teacher, unable to be as indifferent as Zhuang Lingxiao.

When boarding the flight to Beijing, Nie Changsheng recalled the first time last year when he came back from a business trip abroad, he encountered a strong storm. The accident happened so fast and violently that many people thought it would be like this all their lives. He also thought that he would end his life with regrets in this air crash. At that time, he ridiculously left a last word to his now legal partner. At that time, he never thought about it. How could the paper be preserved in an air crash?

Three hours later, the flight arrived at the imperial capital. The rhythm of this city is much faster than that of H city. The bustling people walk in a hurry, and the waiting room is even more crowded. Here, Nie Changsheng met Zhuang Lingxiao's capable subordinate, the one named Xi Lou's mysterious young man.

"Is he still alive?" Zhuang Lingxiao asked directly.

"Yes." Xilou took a look at Nie Changsheng, and replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng's heart skipped a beat, and his voice subconsciously rose several degrees. The old man surnamed Zhuang who once appeared in front of him with Professor Bian lived in this city. Could it be that this man asked his uncle Surgery?

Xilou looked at Nie Changsheng in surprise, seeing his cold brows and angry eyes, his eyes trembled, his heart trembled. Was this aura intended to reprimand his boss?

Zhuang Lingxiao was obviously used to Nie Changsheng's cold temperament, he shrugged and explained: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I really didn't do it this time."

Nie Changsheng frowned, is this indirectly acknowledging that Professor Bian did what he did?

The three of them only stayed at the airport for about half an hour, and soon boarded the flight to California, USA.

This time the voyage was a little longer, and Nie Changsheng had enough time to recover his strength. Fortunately, Zhuang Lingxiao didn't do anything out of the ordinary. It was probably not a chartered flight. The first-class cabin was full of passengers, and the west building was always closely followed, not a space for solitude. Even if Zhuang Lingxiao wanted to do something, he was not interested in letting others appreciate his acting skills.

It wasn't until Nie Changsheng arrived at the ward, through the transparent glass, looked past several visitors gathered together, and saw the dying patient lying on the bed in the emergency room, that he was sure that this matter had nothing to do with Zhuang Lingxiao.

Nie Changsheng could hardly believe that this injured patient covered in large and small endotracheal intubations turned out to be Feng Cuo, who had been away for nearly two months, that mercenary with extraordinary skills and quick reactions, and his face was full of death at this moment. Nie Changsheng had seen too much of this hopeless look in the hospital ward.

"What's going on!" Nie Changsheng changed the isolation suit and pushed the ward very heavily. Five or six visitors glanced at them and consciously gave way. Only then did Nie Changsheng realize that Ye Junke was also here, but he was still sitting On the wheelchair, both knees were covered with bandages, and bright red blood oozes out. It seems that he tried to stand up, but tore open the wound.

"Nie Changsheng..." Ye Junke yelled in a daze, and stopped jokingly calling Nie Changsheng "Little Nie Nie", and his words did not have a pretentious Hong Kong and Taiwan accent. He lost a lot of weight, and his entire cheeks were almost sunken. Without the radiant beauty of the past, there is a mature melancholic beauty, this kind of beauty can still bite people's hearts and souls.

Seeing Feng Cuo and Ye Junke suddenly, Nie Changsheng understood what was going on, and felt mixed feelings for a moment, Feng Cuo, a mercenary, Ye Junke, who was taken away and imprisoned, even if Zhuang Lingxiao didn't miss the old love, he should always want to take revenge on Lin Qi Yes, so Ye Junke paid for this group of mercenaries to find Lynch's troubles, and Ye Junke saved them by the way.

However, Nie Changsheng is not a conspirator after all, and he still missed the unpredictable situation. Feng Cuo was indeed employed by Zhuang Lingxiao's former residence in Bryan, California to ambush Lynch, and Ye Junke was indeed imprisoned in this villa, but none of them Unexpectedly, the appearance of Lynch also brought another group of murderers. When they arrived, the gang had already started massacring. They were rescued, but in this operation, they lost three brothers, and Feng Cuo was exhausted, and he was going to die.

Feng Cuo, who was in a coma, suddenly heard the word "Nie Changsheng", and his consciousness began to return. He slowly opened his cloudy eyes, and a shadowy figure was swaying in front of his eyes. He heard someone calling him, but couldn't respond. , When his eyes were finally focused, he could see the faces of the people around him clearly. He was delighted to find that Nie Changsheng was right in front of him.

"Doctor Nie, are you here?" Feng Cuo smiled slightly, his voice was so hoarse that it was almost like scraping a pot. , but brought out a severe cough, the visitors anxiously comforted him, and some even rang the bell, trying to get the doctor to save lives and heal the wounded.

However, the data displayed by the vital signs monitor was extremely unoptimistic, especially the heart rate chart was even weaker. Nie Changsheng was used to seeing deaths in the hospital ward, and knew that Feng Cuo was coming back.

Ye Junke obviously also understood the data of the detector, his eyes turned red again, and he couldn't stop crying.

"I didn't expect...you would come to see me off for the last time." Feng Cuo pulled out a difficult smile. He wanted to reach out and shake Nie Changsheng's hand, but found that he couldn't pull up any strength, so he couldn't help but smiled wryly. For a brave mercenary, he couldn't even raise his hand. This was the deadliest blow.

There were sobbing sounds in the intensive care room. These big men who were mercenaries like Feng Cuo all began to wipe their tears and sniff their noses. Nie Changsheng's already heavy heart was filled with sadness. He felt that life was impermanent and could overturn everything overnight.

Feng Cuo managed to stop coughing, but his body fell into convulsions. Nie Changsheng subconsciously pressed his chest, only to find that the under the quilt had been stained red with blood, probably from the violent cough just now.

The doctor has announced that there is no cure for the wounded patient, so no matter how the visitors ring the bell, only one female nurse came. She is not as professional as Nie Changsheng and Ye Junke. She looked casually and shook her head. Well, it's a great miracle that this patient who was hit by two bullets in the heart can persist until now. She said "sorry" regretfully, and left.

"Doctor Nie, it's those pirates, they found it..." Feng Cuo said intermittently, but the cough that accompanied him was repeated every time, and that's it, he still told what he knew.

From Feng Cuo's statement, Nie Changsheng finally understood the cause and effect. The group of pirates who were supposed to be imprisoned in the Panamanian prison did not know why. Whether they escaped from prison or bribed local officials, in short, they all came out!

Most of the pirates who came out went back to their old profession, but there were also a few who held grudges or were loyal and determined to take revenge. They did not know where they got the news, and they knew that it was Lynch who ordered the bombing of the pirate ship. They were all survivors of the bombing, but many of their close friends died in the endless massacre. They hated the person who gave the order, so under the banner of avenging their brothers and the captain, Scattered and sneaked into California, their enemy is dormant in a certain villa in California!

However, they came by accident. At that time, Lynch just left California and set off for the Netherlands, where he had a fight with Zhuang Lingxiao, which alarmed the old Brian in New York. Lynch was called back by his father, disgraced Was scolded by old Bryan, saying he was not sensible