Has the grandpa collapsed today?

Chapter 21 A Word of Advice

Song Wei woke up early in the morning when his cell phone rang.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. It was not yet seven o'clock.

"Hello." Song Weiyi sat up and answered the phone with half-closed eyes.

"Weiwei, your cousin is dying soon."

Song Wei's mother and words made Song Wei wake up suddenly.

"Mom, tell me again, what's going on?"

Song Wei's mother cried and said: "Last night your uncle pushed your cousin to go for a checkup, but the elevator broke down..."

Song Wei's expression changed after hearing this.

He quickly put on his clothes and got up: "Mom, don't worry, where are you, I'll be there in a while."

Song Wei's mother gave an address.

After hearing this address, Song Wei hurriedly checked today's work, and found that the shooting task assigned to him was at three o'clock in the afternoon, and he could spare time in the morning.

He booked an online car-hailing service, put on his clothes and shoes, and went to find Gu Qingluo.

Gu Qingluo got up early to practice, and now she went back to sleep again, and before she woke up, she heard a knock on the door.

"Qingluo, Qingluo, are you awake?"

Gu Qingluo sat up: "Wait a minute, I'll come out right away."

She changed her clothes and opened the door while tying her hair.

The door opened, and Song Wei saw Gu Qingluo with a plain face and disheveled hair.

To be honest, he was a little surprised.

But the most important thing now is Zhou Yang's affairs, and he couldn't care less about asking anxiously: "My mother called and said that my cousin is dying, what's going on?"

Gu Qingluo laughed after hearing this: "It's just backlash."

Uh?
Song Wei didn't quite understand.

Gu Qingluo closed the door: "Let's talk downstairs."

The two went downstairs one after the other.

Downstairs, the new male guest finally got up and said hello after waiting for someone: "Hello."

Song Wei was startled when he saw a person appearing suddenly from downstairs.

Gu Qingluo looked as usual: "Hello."

She sat on the sofa, Song Wei heard that her voice was a little hoarse, so she quickly poured a glass of water and brought it over.

Gu Qingluo took a sip of water from the water glass: "He secretly changed your fate, and now your real fate is covered by me, so he will naturally be backlashed, not only him, but also those who helped him cheat implicated."

Just after Gu Qingluo finished speaking, a middle-aged man who was driving to the hospital in a car a hundred miles away slammed his chest. His body trembled violently, and his face turned livid, as if he had been suffocated. , out of breath and suffocating.

"Master." A young man in his early twenties beside him hurriedly helped him up in fright: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

He yelled, and spat out a mouthful of blood. When the blood spat out, he was exhausted on the ground.

"Master." The young man yelled in fright, while hugging and supporting the middle-aged man, he wanted to call an ambulance.

The middle-aged man took a breath: "No."

Don't finish the two words, he is getting old at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, the flesh on the face became less, the cheeks collapsed, and then the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and mouth increased one by one, the black hair on the head turned white, and the tough and straight body that looked at it before was bent down. In less than a minute, the middle-aged The man has become an old man, and his whole body seems to have shrunk a lot. He used to look like a handsome and handsome uncle, but now he has become a bad old man.

"Master." His disciple was terrified, his hands began to tremble, and he didn't know what to do.

"This is backlash." The master who became an old man said in a hoarse old voice: "A long time ago, I did something wrong, and after so many years, I almost forgot about it, who knows? ...It is true that people are doing what the sky is watching, and no one will be spared by God."

He seemed to think of something: "Go back, we can't control this matter, go back."

The disciple said to the driver sitting in the front row: "Turn around, go back."

The master was already very tired after saying these few words, and he leaned on his disciple's shoulder: "I can't do it anymore, turn around, and I will tell you about the funeral."

"Master." His disciple was full of fear and sadness, tears could not stop falling down: "Master, you will be fine, you, you are fine, I don't know what to do..."

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.

The disciple took the mobile phone and connected.

A somewhat familiar voice sounded: "Master, where have you been? My son is dying, you have to..."

The disciple wiped away his tears: "What are you urging, my master suffered backlash, it was all because of you... If it wasn't for helping you, my master wouldn't..."

He couldn't speak any more and hung up the phone abruptly.

In the living room of the romantic cottage, Gu Qingluo asked which hospital Zhou Yang was in. It was a coincidence that this hospital happened to be near the Earth Temple that Gu Qingluo took over, and it was within the jurisdiction of her priesthood, so she took out her life book to check. After checking, he said to Song Wei: "Your cousin won't die for a while. I haven't had enough bad luck. How can I die so easily? At most, I'm half dead..."

Song Weixin said that it would be better to die.

He was both happy and a little inexplicably sad at the moment.

"Go if you want to see it." Gu Qingluo saw Song Wei's thoughts: "Be careful on the way, it's best to get back some of your cousin's hair or blood, and we will exchange your real fate later. return."

"Okay." Song Wei responded, and he got up and walked out.

As soon as he left, the male guest who had just arrived came over.

"Hi, I'm Kang Cheng."

Gu Qingluo stood up with a smile and shook hands with Kang Cheng: "Gu Qingluo."

"I know you." Kang Cheng looked at Gu Qingluo: "It's normal to look at you now, I really don't understand why you wear such weird clothes? If you want to attract attention by being ugly or weird, there is no need for you. Their bodies and appearances are very good, and if they are properly regulated, they can become the most popular fashion bloggers on the Internet."

Uh?
Gu Qingluo frowned.

This man is sick.

She didn't know him well, how could she say such a thing?

Besides, what happened to her outfit?
She thinks it's beautiful.

What is ugly and weird?
Where is she ugly?What's wrong?

Gu Qingluo's expression turned pale in an instant: "I don't seem to be bothering you to think about it, just take care of your own one-acre three-point land, and care about what other people do. If you really have nothing to do, go plant trees for environmental protection, or Wouldn't it be better to go to support education and engage in public welfare than to discuss outfits with me now."

Turning around, Gu Qingluo went straight to the kitchen.

She is really a little hungry.

"Mr. Kang, let me give you a piece of advice. Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own doors, and don't care about others' roofs."

Kang Cheng's expression also changed suddenly.

He wanted to say a few words back, but he swallowed the words as he thought that a big man and a small woman would care about being demeaning.

But he was still out of breath.

(End of this chapter)