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The tip of the knife was pressed against his five-month-old beer belly.
Before A Ming worked as a bodyguard for Guan Si, he was an excellent extra. Because he had the face of a gangster brother, he often played gangster leaders.
"Be quiet, otherwise the red knife goes in and the white knife comes out."??
Director He¡¯s limbs were trembling and his face was pale. He did not dare to ask for help and allowed the ¡°gangster¡± to pull him into a van.
With a bang, the car door closed.
Director He was about to cry: "Why are you kidnapping me? My family has no money"
Ji Jia sat down on the seat opposite him: "Relax, I don't care about your money. If you be good, maybe I can help you a little bit."
for free¡¡
It¡¯s not life-threatening.
Director He shrank back: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Ruan Jiangyu is your patient, right?" This is the news that Ji Jia spent 50 million to buy.
Director He¡¯s eyes dodge: ¡°I, I don¡¯t know her.¡±??
Ji Jia opened the document bag placed on the seat next to her and pulled out a medical record: "Attending doctor, what should I do?"
She rolled the case into a paper tube and tapped Director He's voluptuous little head: "Don't you know where to start?"
Director He shrank his neck and remained silent.
Ji Jia was not in a hurry: "If you don't obey me, I won't mind kidnapping you once."
Director He raised his head, glanced twice, then lowered his head in frustration: "She is my patient."
"What disease does she have?"
"Brain tumor."
Ji Jia threw the case in his face: "You're still lying, please show my patience, right?"
A Ming, who was sitting in the driver's seat, took out the dagger and wiped it with a piece of paper. The sunlight just hit the dagger, reflecting a ray of light.
Director He was dazzled by the light of the knife, and quickly changed his words with a trembling voice: "Gun, gunshot wound." He didn't dare to think wrong anymore, and took all the moves at once, "The bullet grazed the head, no matter how specific the other words were, I didn¡¯t know, I didn¡¯t do the surgery, her fianc¨¦ paid me a lot of money to pretend she was my patient.¡±
Sure enough, Ruan Jiangyu is the drug police officer Song Zhi.
After Ji Jia asked for the ward number, she released Director He. Ruan Jiangyu was not in the ward at this moment, and Ji Jia saw her in the garden behind the hospital.
"Sister Jia." A Ming looked around, "Which one is Ruan Jiangyu?"
Ji Jia pointed: "That one."
¡°Which one?¡± Isn¡¯t there no photo?
There are several wooden chairs next to the pavilion opposite. It is not hot under the shade of the trees. There are many people gathered, including men, women, old and young.
Gu Qi went to the Red Triangle very early. Ji Jia had not seen Ruan Jiangyu (Song Zhi), but she recognized Gu Qi¡¯s logo.
"The one with the hat." Ji Jia was more than ten meters away and couldn't see the other person's face clearly. "Did you see the hat on her head? That gun is Gu Qi's symbol."
Only senior internal personnel know this sign, and these people are also the people who know Gu Qi best. Anyone who has seen Gu Qi's behavior will know that this woman cannot be touched casually.
"Sister Jia, what should we do next? Do we want to use Ruan Jiangyu's matter to cooperate with Gu Qi? Let him help us get rid of Shen Qingyue."
Ji Jia thought for a while and decided that something was wrong: "The risk is too great. If I don't care, I might just silence myself."
"Then go to the police? Or borrow Rong Liuye's help?"
"How can you borrow Mr. Rong Liu's hand casually?"
¡°In the entire Xibei International, who can play tricks like Rong Liuye?
She found out about Ruan Jiangyu too easily, so someone was probably adding fuel to the fire. Which one? Is it Master Rong Liu? What is his purpose?
Ji Jia fell into deep thought.
Ruan Jiangyu returned to the ward, and Gu Qi was looking for her.
"Where have you been?"
She said: "Sit outside for a while."
"You wait here for me, I'll go get discharged from the hospital."
"Um."
She was sitting on the hospital bed, with the end of the bed close to the window. She looked out the window, too quiet.
There were several military-strategic books on the table next to them. The wind blew in from the window and the pages rustled.
Gu Qi walked to the door and turned back: "What's wrong with you?"
She looked away from the outside: "What's wrong?"
She doesn¡¯t like the air conditioning, so the fan is turned on in the ward and occasionally makes noise. There is a towering tree outside,There are cicadas on the trees, and noon is the time when the cicadas scream most ferociously.
The sound of summer is everywhere.
Gu Qi sat down next to her: "I haven't seen you smile in a long time."
She was always like this, sitting alone and silent, drawing a cell and locking herself in it. She would neither come out nor let him in.
She was sweating. Gu Qi took off her hat. Her hair had grown longer and the scars from the surgery were no longer visible.
"Aren't you happy lately?"
"I'm in the hospital," she said. She had overturned lips. As long as the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, they would look particularly beautiful. "Mr. Gu."
In March, she started to have headaches, and there were fragments of memories from another city in her mind.
He said that she was homesick, so he took her back to the imperial capital.
"Let's go back to Srilanli. I can't take a long leave."
He said he worked at a bank in Sri Lanka and occasionally did venture capital.
Ruan Jiangyu nodded: "Okay."
His cell phone rang. He glanced at the call and went outside to answer it.
"What's up?"
The call came from Red Triangle: "The goods are ready."
Gu Qi said: "Report the price to Mu Li."
"Fifth Master." The person on the other end of the phone mentioned hesitantly, "Mr. Shen from the Imperial Capital wants our goods, and the price he gave -"
Gu Qi interrupted: "How many times do I have to tell you that my goods are not sold in China."
Ruan Jiangyu stood behind the door. When the footsteps went away, she locked the door and took out the mobile phone stuck under the bed.
She turned on the phone and dialed a number.
"I am Red Pigeon."
The police number is 582014, codenamed Red Pigeon.
She completely recovered her memory a month ago.
Nancheng.
Wen Shiyu regained consciousness around four in the morning and was transferred to the general ward, but fell asleep again. It was not until around one in the afternoon that he moved his fingers.
The Wen family went to have dinner, and only Xu Tanxi and Rong Li were there.
Rong Li pressed the call bell on the bedside.
"uncle."
"Little uncle."
Xu Tanxi shouted twice, and Wen Shiyu slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were still a little distracted, and he called her: "Tang Guang."
The oxygen mask has not been removed yet, and it is difficult for him to speak.
The attending doctor and nurse came, and the Wen family just came back. Xu Tanxi squeezed to the side. Rong Li was afraid that she would be hit, so he pulled her to sit on the sofa next to her.
The doctor was examining Wen Shiyu, and there were visitors at the door.
Xu Tanxi got up and went out: "When did you come?"
The ward door was not closed, but Zhou Qingci did not go in. She was wearing a mask: "Just got here."
She must have arrived in a hurry. The clothes she was wearing were not very everyday, like clothes for a poster, and her makeup was not removed.
After the examination, the attending doctor said to the family: "There is nothing wrong. The incision is recovering well."
Wen Hong thanked the doctor.
"You're welcome."
The attending doctor explained a few more words, then nodded to Xu Tanxi and went out to get busy.
Xu Tanxi asked Zhou Qingci why he didn't go in.
Wen¡¯s family was still there, so it was inconvenient for her: ¡°You go in first, I¡¯ll go out to smoke a cigarette and come back to see him later.¡±
She waved her hand and left first.
She didn¡¯t go far. She went to the top floor, took off her mask, and lit a lady¡¯s cigarette. Because she was going to take a cover photo, she got a red manicure. The color matched the slender cigarette between her fingers.
The manager, Ms. Jiang Xinrong, called.
Before this call, there were three missed calls, all from Miss Jiang. Zhou Qingci didn¡¯t pick up the call on the plane.
"where?"
"Nancheng."
Halfway through the cover shoot, the person left. Jiang Xinrong was really pissed off by her: "Why did you go to Nancheng again?"
She was smoking, her voice a little hoarse: "Wen Shiyu was injured."
It¡¯s because of Wen Shiyu again.
Zhou Qingci is a person with a very light personality. Like the wind, she can't be tied down and floats wherever she blows. Every time she stops, it's all because of Wen Shiyu.
Nearly four years have passed, and she has been caught. Jiang Xinrong sometimes felt sorry for her, wondering why she was such a gentle but ruthless person like Wen Shiyu.
"Celadon, why don't you go and fight for it." Jiang Xinrong said in a joking tone.
Zhou Qingci smiled, and the ash fell down, burning Xia Tian with a scar.
"How to fight for it? He is such a person that I can't even be a good friend."
To be honest, Jiang Xinrong couldn't understand how Wen Shiyu, a man who was obviously a gentleman, could be so ruthless emotionally.
¡°Isn¡¯t he also single? Why not?¡±
Zhou Qingci took a puff of cigarette, and the nicotine passed through his intestines, making his throat hoarse: "He has someone he loves."
Jiang Xinrong didn¡¯t ask who it was: ¡°Then forget him.¡±
The wind on the top floor was very strong, and Zhou Qingci¡¯s voice was blown away: ¡°I am forgetting.¡±
She hasn¡¯t seen him for a long time, really a long time.
The first person a girl likes should not be too stunning, otherwise it will be difficult to like others in the future.
"If you can't forget the words, then go grab them."
Zhou Qingci laughed out loud: "Not everything in this world can be snatched." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)When I got down, I got a scar from Xia Tian.
"How to fight for it? He is such a person that I can't even be a good friend."
To be honest, Jiang Xinrong couldn't understand how Wen Shiyu, a man who was obviously a gentleman, could be so ruthless emotionally.
¡°Isn¡¯t he also single? Why not?¡±
Zhou Qingci took a puff of cigarette, and the nicotine passed through his intestines, making his throat hoarse: "He has someone he loves."
Jiang Xinrong didn¡¯t ask who it was: ¡°Then forget him.¡±
The wind on the top floor was very strong, and Zhou Qingci¡¯s voice was blown away: ¡°I am forgetting.¡±
She hasn¡¯t seen him for a long time, really a long time.
The first person a girl likes should not be too stunning, otherwise it will be difficult to like others in the future.
"If you can't forget the words, then go grab them."
Zhou Qingci laughed out loud: "Not everything in this world can be snatched." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com