Pingxie colleagues one by one, the flowers bloom on the Mo, and the king returns

"You don't have to worry about what he said." Zhang Qiling said without any expression.

Wu Xie froze for a moment before realizing that he should be talking about Zhang Haike: "Why?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

It's okay to fuck you!Wu Xie cursed in her heart, but she just sneered on her face: "It's none of your business whether I want to care about it or not."

Zhang Qiling didn't speak.

Wu Xie asked again: "As long as you find that medium, you don't have to guard the things in the bronze door?"

"Nobody knows what the 'medium' is." Maybe there is no such thing.

"It means it's okay?" Finding that key, does it mean that the little brother can also get rid of that damned family mission.

Zhang Qiling said indifferently: "The hypothetical things are not valid until they have been judged substantively. Your thinking may be wrong, and then you will push yourself to death."

Wu Xie's brain automatically converted this sentence into: I'm worried about you!

Instantly elated, he got up and leaned over: "Are you worried about me?"

"........."

For some reason, Zhang Qiling felt that talking to Wu Xie was more difficult than before.

Ignoring someone's approaching face, he continued, "Some things are not as simple as you think."

"No matter how many assumptions I make, it's not true. I've long stopped doing things based on imagination, little brother. If what Zhang Haike said is true, why don't I try it?"

"Impossible."

Zhang Qiling's tone was slightly cold.

It seemed that following what he said just now, the originally delicate atmosphere suddenly turned to ice.

"I have been doing things beyond my control, and I will be able to handle them with ease when I get used to it."

Wu Xie was very angry. Is this person worried that people can't express themselves well?He suddenly thought of a possibility. The little brother had been to Nepal, and he stayed in the snow-capped mountains for a long time. Does it mean that the bronze gate there also needs to be guarded?

"Does the guardianship of the Bronze Gate need to be replaced? Are you still going to Nepal?" Wu Xie was a little anxious at the thought of this possibility.

After a while, I heard him say lightly: "That's what I should do."

After saying that, Wu Xie calmed down in vain: "Even if I want to go, I will go, and it's my turn."

Zhang Qiling was silent for a while before saying: "There are some things that I can only do by myself."

The indifferent feeling of not wanting to have anything to do with anyone made Wu Xie angry. He grabbed his clothes fiercely, not caring that the infusion tube was ripped off. He pulled the person in front of him and looked at the pair of Eyes: "So you came here specially to tell me? How long will you be going this time? Ten years, 20 years? Or will it never appear again? Why do you always say nothing, and I will rush to send it to you You don't even want it in front of you, do you like just one person that much!"

The last sentence Wu Xie almost roared!

Zhang Qiling didn't have the usual expressionless face, and finally there was something Wu Xie could understand in his eyes.That was the look he hadn't seen in his eyes for a long time since he came back, that kind of indifference as if his heart didn't exist anywhere in this world.

No one can make him stop, he only moves forward for his purpose, and nothing and no one can stop him.

Wu Xie suddenly couldn't say anything, what is he going to do...how to do...

Zhang Qiling looked away, not looking at Wu Xie's slightly red eyes: "Wu Xie, you are too persistent."

"Who is the one who is persistent?" He smiled bitterly, and even pleaded a little, "I won't become a burden, can you take me with you?" At the end, he rested his head on Zhang Qiling's shoulder: "You are not a god. Ah, Zhang Qiling." He was fed up with watching him get hurt again and again, but he could only watch and couldn't help.

Pupils contracted, Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie, and at that second he was almost doomed.

It was really too long, so long that he almost forgot that he was just an ordinary person.He didn't pay much attention to this world before, but now Wu Xie made him care.

Perhaps, much more than he imagined.

Hands rubbed Wu Xie's hair almost unconsciously, his hair was very soft.

Wu Xie was stunned, and then bit his neck as if venting his anger.

The pain from his neck made Zhang Qiling feel a little helpless, it seems that since he met him, he has been particularly rich in this kind of emotion.

"I said, God...uh!" With a loud voice, the door was pushed open, and the person who came in was there awkwardly.

The two looked at the door at the same time, only to see the fat man standing at the door with an expression...uh, indescribable.

The fat man looked at the two people who were leaning together. Wu Xie's wound was pulled because of too much movement, and blood stains leaked out from the gauze, and he still maintained the posture of raising his head from his brother's neck just now...

In an instant, Fatty had already imagined a restricted level in his mind.

"God... naive, that... you are still hurt, some things have to be taken slowly, take it easy..." These two people have to be so intense that they can become popular.

Wu Xie almost couldn't come up in a breath: "Get out of here!"

He was answered by Fatty's loud closing sound and a voice from outside the door: "Erhua asked me to tell you that he has to take a step ahead..."

The ward was quiet again, and Wu Xie was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Qiling looked at the wound on Wu Xie's shoulder and his pale face, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Only then did he notice that Wu Xie forcibly tore off the infusion needle because of the action just now, the entire back of his hand was purple, and the hospital gown was also stained red with blood, which looked really tragic.

He pressed Wu Xie to lie back, and pressed the call button on the bedside, the wound might have to be re-sutured.

Then the slender hands began to untie Wu Xie's hospital gown.

Confused, "..."

The door of the ward was opened again, and the fat man continued to stand at the door, with the stunned vest beside him.

Fatty: "..." Should he knock on the door?

Shoulder: "???"

Wu Xie raised his forehead, he felt that he could no longer save the brain circuits of these two people.

Fortunately, the arrival of the doctor broke the awkward atmosphere.

After Zhang Qiling untied Wu Xie's clothes, the gauze that was half stained red with blood came into view, and it didn't take much thinking to know that the wound must be open.

The doctor helped Wu Xie re-bandage, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead from time to time.There is no other reason, because the aura of the young man next to him is too physical, making it difficult for people to relax.

Even the little nurse passing the gauze was no longer in the mood to admire the handsome guy.

After treating the wound, the doctor wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and out of the responsibility of the doctor, he still said to Wu Xie: "Mr. Wu, you are so messed up like this. Your shoulder injury is serious and your nerves are damaged. You need to take care of yourself now." Take rest, otherwise your hand may never recover." After saying this, he felt the atmosphere around him become more heavy.

Zhang Qiling has been expressionless and silent since the doctor came in to help Wu Xie bandage.

What the doctor said just now was like a blow to his heart. Will his hand be broken?

Fatty's face was also ugly.

In the hospital, when doctors give such words, they are often mentally preparing patients in advance.

In other words, the possibility of Wu Xie's hand recovering is very slim.

Wu Xie looked at his hand and tried to move his fingers, but he didn't feel it at all, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "As long as you don't die, that's fine."

The sound was extremely small, but Zhang Qiling could hear it clearly.

Wu Xie lay in the hospital for another week, but the sensation in her hands didn't improve. Li Cu came that afternoon.

"Is the matter over?" Wu Xie lay on the hospital bed and gnawed on apples. Because he couldn't smoke, he was really addicted to smoking, so he could only gnaw on apples to relieve his depression.

"It's all been dealt with, but there is such a person who doesn't know how to live or die." Li Cuo is no longer as reckless and impetuous as he was at the beginning, and he can help Wu Xie take care of some things very well.

"Those overwhelmed things think that you are not here, so they can come out and jump around."

Wu Xie sneered: "Let them dance for a while first."

The little brother sat by the window and looked out the window with a blank expression on his face.

On the same day, Wu Xie Licuo helped him complete the discharge procedures. Although the doctor repeatedly stated that his injuries were not suitable for discharge now, Wu Xiaofoye was discharged with his head held high and swaggeringly.

Ling was sent back to Hangzhou, and Fatty stayed in Banai, saying that he had some matters to deal with.

The little brother didn't have an ID card, so Wu Xie asked Li Cu to get a car in Guangxi, and they returned to Changsha.

Wujiatang entrance.

Wu Xie sat on the chair, looking a little funny with his injured hand hanging up.He propped his chin with one hand, and his mind was not here. After he came out of the hospital, he asked his brother to go back to his residence first, and he still had to deal with some things.

Now I feel a little regretful, what if this professional-level missing person disappears again, it would be a mistake to think about it.

The more Wu Xie thought about it, the more irritable she became, and she wished she could go back quickly.

Wu Xie glanced at the people sitting below, and almost all the big talkers, regardless of their high status, came.Some directly looked at his hands.

When he went out this time, most people got the news. After all, Chen Sheng made a big fuss, and when he came back, he didn't have any good goods, and he brought back a whole body of injuries.Everyone was wondering if his hand was useless.

Wu Xie knew in his heart how many people in the hall were only superficially obedient.Most of the hypocritical faces below can be regarded as veterans.

After taking over the third uncle's property, he not only has to be careful with the Wang family, but also has to be wary of those around him all the time.He can probably understand his third uncle's situation before.

Among these people, many people are just afraid of his current status and they will never let him go as long as he has a chance. After all, everyone wants to get a share of this fat meat.

If his hand is crippled, this is a golden opportunity for them.

Su Wan and Li Cu sat on both sides of Wu Xie, with indifferent expressions.

Everyone can't bear it, but everyone has no idea.

"Buddha, we heard that you were injured, you are still in good health, and you have to work hard on business matters... This is not good..." There must be someone in the group who can't help but be the first bird, It took him a long time before he said,

As soon as Su Wan heard this, he immediately became angry: "Fang Ergou, what's the matter, the Buddha will report to you after he is discharged from the hospital, what are you!"