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Xing Fei hung up the phone, and Gu xiatong also called. He probably knew what she was going to say.

I didn't want to hear more about the bad news, but I picked it up.

"If I need to borrow Mo Yufeng's private plane, you can arrange it for me as soon as possible." He opened the door and said nothing nonsense.

"I've already arranged it for you. I'll wait for you in the old house on the hillside."

Hang up the phone, Xing Fei took a taxi all the way fast forward.

As the taxi sped along the road, the driver looked at the man driving in the driver's seat with a confused face, all of which were ignorant.

"Hello, sir, this is my car. You are the passenger. I should come..."

"Shut up. "Xing Fei scolded severely.

The driver was shocked by the killing intention in his eyes. He couldn't help sweating on his back. He opened his mouth and said something, but when the other party took out a card to him, he immediately shut up.

"This card has a million dollars. Is it enough to buy your car? Shut up when you're done. "

Driver:

Enough. That's enough.

He remained completely silent.

It's a million more, enough for him and his family to live a little better.

Thinking of this, the driver clenched the card for fear that it would fall off.

Driving to the hillside villa, Xing Fei got out of the car, closed the door, and asked the driver to drive away, while he went aside to wait for his black Rolls Royce phantom car.

Rolls Royce phantom disappeared, and the face of the driver, is the traffic police who finally catch up with people.

The driver looked at the traffic policemen who surrounded him and almost cried.

Mo Yufeng drive not long, to the old house near a vacant lot, a private plane is waiting.

"The captain has arranged it. Get on." Gu xiatong urged.

The priorities of the matter are clear to everyone. There is no need to say more at this moment.

"Thank you." Xing Fei sincerely thanks him, looks after Xia Tong, looks at eye ink Yufeng, and quickly gets on the plane.

Watching the plane take off, Gu xiatong and Mo Yufeng stand in the old distance, both silent.

……

After flying for more than ten hours, the plane finally arrived at its destination the next morning.

When Xing Fei arrived home, Luxi quickly met him.

"Mr. Xing, you are back at last."

"How is he? Is the operation over? "

Lucie's smile faded. "It was just over in the morning, and now I'm still unconscious. The old man won't let us go in again."

"Is the old man back?"

Lucy nodded.

Xing Fei's heavy heart should be relieved.

The old man's medical skills are superb. He has few failures in his hands. Heaven's life should be saved.

On the stairs, Xing Fei saw that the old man who had not seen for a long time was coming out of the paradise room.

"How is he, old man? Are you okay? Is it serious? May I go to see him? "

Xing Fei took the opportunity to ask.

The old man looked down at his untidy beard. "What do you look like now? Go out like this, don't know me, go clean yourself up. "

"You haven't said what happened to him?"

"Not yet!"

As soon as the old man repeated his words, Xing Fei had to go from there.

He knew that the old man was more stubborn than anyone else, especially at this time. He was afraid that the old man would be stubborn and would not tell him about heaven.

Xing Fei hurried back to his room, took care of himself, changed his clothes, and then appeared in front of the old man again.

"Old man, you mean, what's going on in heaven?"

"What are you worried about? You can't die." Said the old man, sullenly.

That's good. Xing Fei is relieved.

"But it doesn't have to wake up." Said the old man.

Xing Feixin said, "can you finish your speech at one time?"

There was no moment when he hated half talkers.

"You don't want him to die?" The old man's eyes glared.

"No Xing feilue was helpless, "I want to see him."

"Not for the moment. Stay outside and do your own business."

"Hello, I said, old man, you..."

"Yes?" The old man's voice became dangerous.

Xing Fei shut up immediately.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "I remember you were not in S City, helping to research drugs for heart disease? Why did you come back so soon? "

The old man's face changed.

Just blowing your beard and staring.

"You stay out of here. Don't go in. You hear me. I'll come back in the evening."

With that, the old man left and turned a deaf ear to Xing Fei's cry.

Hum, some people are really big tongues and say everything.He and Mo Zhentian have a grudge, this kind of thing said his face to put?

These young people really don't understand him at all. They are very hard-working.

I know how to dismantle the stage.

You know how to break down the stage!

Everyone wanted to piss him off.

The old man thought more and more angry, just went out to a city Meng Hengzhe called.

"You can study the rest by yourself. I don't care."

Finish saying, don't wait for Meng Hengzhe to have an answer, he then hung up the phone.

Let Mo Zhentian continue to suffer, he is happy when the shopkeeper.

Who let these people say that about him.

Hum!

After the phone call, the old man felt much more comfortable and continued to walk with his new songs.

Xing Fei was upstairs watching the old man go away. He turned around and went to the room of heaven.

It might be useful at other times, but how can it be now?

Walking to the gate of heaven, Xing Fei took a deep breath, turned the doorknob and walked in slowly.

The curtains were tightly closed, and the room was dark.

Xing Fei sat down on a chair beside the bed and looked at the liquid in the bottle on the side of the bed.

Along the infusion tube to see the past, is a heaven on the outside of the quilt bone distinct hand.

Perhaps the image of heaven in the past was too strong. At this time, he was so weak that Xing Fei felt that he was dreaming.

But if it was a dream, he would rather never wake up.

The paradise after waking up gives people too much sense of distance and makes life sparse.

Heaven at this moment may be weak, but he is approachable.

Xing Fei found himself selfish.

But he is more selfish to hold the other hand of heaven in his hand and does not want to let go.

For more than ten years, only once did he really feel that heaven was around him, at his fingertips, and belonged to him and alone.

This kind of feeling is unprecedented, for Xing Fei is very rare, at the same time do not want to let go.

He saw his own heart and strengthened his feelings for heaven.

He has never been a whim about heaven. He has always been very serious about it. He hopes that heaven can understand.

So he was bolder and raised his hand to touch the pale face of heaven.

That face is extremely elegant and cool, with a unique pride of his own.

He likes this man because of the sharp contrast between his non cannibalistic temperament and a pair of hands that can make people scared.

"When you get better, I'll explain it to you."