Dage

I was Xiao Fei's scream because she saw her boss grasp the blade with her hand without hesitation, and her heart was almost out of her throat.

Xiao Fei supported the wall with one hand, covered his mouth with one hand, and stared at the blood on Wei Qian's hand running down the groove of the dagger and the back of his hand. Then he lifted his knee and put it on the little man's On the stomach, Xiao Fei heard a muffled sound, almost imagining the pain. The man made a short "ah" sound, the saliva sprayed out, he bent unconsciously, and then was bruised by an elbow. He struck him **** the back of his neck.

The little man took a step on the spot and fell down like a dying fish, rolled his eyes for a long time, and twitched slightly on the ground.

Until then, Xiao Fei felt that her ankle twisted a little.

The elevator door opened, and a security guard who was going upstairs was on the spot scared by the **** scene and took two steps back.

报警 "Alarm." Wei Qian picked up the knife on the ground with his good hand, and held the phone between his shoulders. He said to San Peng, who hadn't had time to hang, "I'm in our parking garage downstairs."

The suit on his body was too slim for such a strenuous exercise. Wei Qian felt it when Xiao Fei was thrown out. Sure enough, looking down, there was a tear in the coat.

He simply took off the torn coat and wrapped his bleeding hands.

He Sanfa shook his throat and shouted, "You **** scared dad! What's going on ?!"

"Oh," Wei Qian said, "otherwise we would have invested in a clothing factory, and we would have broken clothes, sold so expensive, and not so strong."

Yunsan Fat: "Get off! Fuck, don't move there!"

After I finished speaking, San Fat "Hang Dang" hung up the phone, and there was a busy tone inside.

Xiao Fei hurriedly pulled out a pack of paper towels from the bag, limped over, and wiped Wei Qian's bloodless hands palely, looking at the wound on his hand, Xiao Fei felt that she was about to start to faint. Blood: "This is not okay, you have to go to the hospital. Did you scare me, Wei Dong, did you know? He still has a knife, you and your courage are too big, you are not afraid of him ..."

"I'm afraid of him?" Wei Qian raised her eyebrows gently, stepped on the back of the person lying on the ground and stomped on it, saying, "I was a beater for someone. When I was born to death, Ya still Wear open crotch pants. "

"It's funny when it's over!" Xiao Fei didn't believe his suit at all, and pulled Wei Qian out of the elevator in fright. "Oh, it's too dangerous to feed this person, please stay away from him! Security, you can think of it first Do you tie this person up? This is a neurosis with a knife. "

The security officer immediately called a large group of people down through the intercom, and several people grabbed Wang Dongliang's little sister-in-law and surrounded them.

"I didn't make fun of you." Wei Qian wiped his hands and said to Xiao Fei, "When I was a kid, my family was poor and couldn't afford to go to school. In order to make money, I ran to the underground black boxing field in Guangdong and punched people black. I found that it wasn't a black boxing ground at all. It was a testing base for new drugs. It escaped after nine lives. "

Xiao Fei stared blankly at him for a while, and said flatly, "Oh, in fact, when I was a kid, my family was poor and I couldn't afford to go to school. In order to make money, I was an alien spy, specializing in catching small children. The cats and puppies gave them to study. Later, the agent was bitten by an unvaccinated puppies, and finally got rabies and died, and I was considered to get rid of the two-sided life. "

Wei Qian laughed in coordination, and at the same time, he felt an indescribable taste in his heart, which was only a decade or so ago, and what he experienced at that time was not even believed.

Is there such an ups and downs in life?

He is still in his short first half of his life, hastily rushed to pass the rest of his life?

Wei Qian no longer mentions it, but asks rather gentleman: "Yes, I have a bit heavy hand just now, are you all right with your feet? Didn't you give me any more?"

When Yi said this, Xiao Fei was inexplicably happy. She quickly broke away from the state of horror that she had just frightened and asked with a smile: "Dong Wei, did you hold me up with one hand?"

Wei Qian raised her eyebrows, smirked smirkly, and adjusted her shirt and placket, waiting for her to brag about her bravery.

I didn't expect Xiao Fei to just hold her face and said, "It's great, I don't seem to be fat at all, so I don't need to lose weight!"

Twenty-three minutes later, Xiao Fei called two people from upstairs, one drove Wei Qian to the hospital, and the other stayed with her to wait for the police to deal with the matter.

There was a heavy fog outside and the visibility was very low. The driver looked at his **** hand and was anxious. He robbed the road several times and drove dangerously.

Wei Qian: "Without damaging the large blood vessels, the blood almost stopped itself, but it was not a miscarriage. What are you anxious for?"

The driver gave him a trembling glance.

谦 Wei Qian frowned and leaned on the back of the seat: "Slow down ... it's so foggy, I don't know if I can take off at the point."

The answer is no.

The airport was stranded, crowded, and crowded like the Spring Festival Railway Station. Wei Zhiyuan managed to find a seat in a cafe and read a book to make time. Unexpectedly, after reading a book, he still did not get a little reliable flight information, so he had to take out his computer to go online.

Wei Weiyuan was doing nothing, wandering around several websites aimlessly, and suddenly a local news popped out. He just wanted to close it as usual and glanced at it, but felt that the picture below the news was a bit familiar.

I took another look at his brother's company's underground parking lot.

The news headline was "A man was subdued with a knife in an office building."

Wei Zhiyuan immediately called the landline phone of Wei Qian Company, but no one answered, and was transferred to the front desk by the extension.

After hearing just two sentences, Wei Zhiyuan's cold sweats came down, and he dialed Wei Qian's cell phone.

谦 Wei Qian is in the hospital. It is inconvenient with one hand. It took me a long time to turn the phone out: "Yo, haven't you taken off yet?"

Wei Zhiyuan: "Where are you?"

"I ... uh," Wei Qian paused and said vaguely, "I'm outside, something is ..."

Wei Weiyuan interrupted his words impatiently: "What hurt?"

Wei Qian Yiyi: "You are quite well informed."

Wei Weiyuan was anxious with him on the spot: "Don't talk nonsense to me! What did you hurt?"

董 Dong Wei Dong has never been so roared like this. He lingered for a while before returning to God: "What are you shouting about? I haven't died yet-I just made a small cut in my hand, and it's okay."

The cafe was crowded and there was plenty of heating. Many people were too hot to take off their coats. Wei Zhiyuan felt his hands were numb. He closed his eyes and calmed for a moment, forcing his voice to slow down and his pitch to octave. "I'm going to change."

"Are you full?" Wei Qian's tone seemed a bit lazy. "I won't reimburse you for a taxi."

"I'm going back when I hit the rocket. I don't feel relieved without looking at you."

"Well ... OK, you wait." Wei Qian called him helplessly, Wei Zhiyuan heard him sigh, and then there was a "click".

After a while, the mobile phone reminded him to receive a multimedia message. Wei Zhiyuan opened it and took a look. It was a picture sent by Wei Qian. The area around the wound had been cleaned up. A doctor in a white coat avoided the lens and gave him his head down. After treatment, the blood stains were wiped clean. Although it still seems to be tumbling, it is not serious.

"Have you finished your glance?" Wei Qian said, "After watching it, just wait there, don't go back and forth."

Wei Weiyuan's brows frowned, and he suddenly felt strange.

At first, he had never seen Wei Qian take pictures with his mobile phone. Wei Qian had no habit of playing mobile phones, either calling or texting. There was no third function. A person who has never used it, can the first time when he thinks about it, can he still take photos?

So just to stop him from changing the ticket?

Indeed, the investment fund does need Wei Zhiyuan to dock, but it is not 100,000. He has no difference in the past.

Even if nothing happened to Wei Qian, his flight was delayed due to heavy fog, and he called back and said, "Brother and I may not be able to walk today. How about changing the weather?" Wei Qian will not let him go back ?

That was impossible, Wei Zhiyuan felt that with his elder brother's temper, maybe because of the bad weather, he would not rest assured that he would drive over to pick him up.

Everything is afraid of thinking. With such thinking, Wei Zhiyuan is even more nervous. Wei Qian is obviously branching him out, so ... what happened to him?

Wei Weiyuan never knew that his imagination could be so rich. From the time when he ran out of the airport to the taxi, the worst-case scenarios have gone around in a big circle in his mind.

He felt that his heart rate was about to reach one hundred and eighty.

Wei Zhiyuan slashed first, then hurried to the hospital and made a rush, and he immediately took a taxi and turned around to go home until he opened the door and saw the man lying on the sofa, his breath was relieved.

Wei Weiyuan leaned on his door, feeling that his legs were almost softening into noodles. He calmed down for a while, then walked slowly.

The TV is on, performing a rather boring variety show, and Wei Qian is already asleep on the sofa. He put one hand on his lower abdomen, injured one hand, and put a clean bandage on his side.

Wei Zhiyuan didn't startle him, bent over and looked at Wei Qian's injured hand carefully, and determined that his face was okay, and there were no more wounds on his body. Then he completely relieved his heart and muttered something: **** stuff, **** What are you hiding? The soul scares you away.

At this moment, Wei Qian's mobile phone on the hall table rang. Wei Zhiyuan walked over and picked it up. It was Xiao Fei. He looked back at Wei Qian who was sleeping soundly. Maaya: "Sister Fei, it's me."

Xiao Xiaofei paused: "Hey, Xiao Yuan? You haven't left? What about your brother?"

"I saw the news at the airport, and I'm not assured, or I'm back-he's asleep. Is there anything urgent?"

"It's great," said Xiao Fei, "Can I trouble you to come over? There is a dispatch company over there, and he needs to sign immediately. People there have to take the train back at night. I should I gave it to you, but today I let your brother break a heel in the elevator. I just borrowed a pair from someone this afternoon. It doesn't fit well, can you ... "

Wei Zhiyuan promised, put his luggage back into the room, took Wei Qian's car key and left.

He was quiet from beginning to end, Wei Qian didn't notice it.

Until Wei Zhiyuan walked for a long time, Wei Qian was awakened by the knock of the uninvited guest, San Fat.

Yun Sanfei: "Let me condolences to the comrade who broke his claw. How about it, does it hurt?"

Wei Qian was awoken by Zheng Xiang when she was awake, and was upset in her heart. She said angrily, "There is a kitchen knife in the kitchen. You can chop it and feel it-isn't this nonsense?"

Three fat and one **** sat on his sofa: "Come on, your old man is a hero. I heard that Xiao Fei is almost blowing you all into Ximen Blowing Snow. Going back is enough for you to enjoy the eyes of the two-month-old girls. "

San Fat said, pulling Wei Qian's arm, and looked at the hand of Bao Cheng's sister-in-law: "He has become a one-armed hero-hey, why do you say that?" Xiao Yuan rushed away at this time. There is no personal care at home. I said that you should marry a wife and let others die. You are also stable. Now ... oh! Forget it, I feel more uncomfortable when I say more-right, sister? "

"Yesterday her agent called to find her and asked her to go back and watch the script." Wei Qian said.

"Ah? Let's go too?" San Fat gave a **** and said, "Mr. Yang Guoxia, what do you think you are doing this way? Otherwise, would I live here these days?"

"No." Wei Qian hesitated a moment, then suddenly said, "Isn't Ma Chunming able to jump? I might take a long vacation in two days. What's the matter with the company, please discuss with him."

San Sanfa: "Wait, I don't understand what this means, what are you going to do?"

没 "Nothing. There is a minor operation. I plan to stay in hospital for a few days."

Twenty-three fat one: "Surgery? What surgery?"

"Just ... nothing, especially small."

Twenty-three fat: "Chronic appendicitis?"

Wei Wei Qian: "Yes."

"What are you" hmm ", who are you?" Three fat frowned, looking at Wei Qian with infinite doubt, "You tell me clearly, there is no way to say clearly."

"There is a small tumor on my lung. I made an appointment over half a month ahead of the hospital. I went to the hospital two days later." Wei Qian looked at the expression of the three fat, and added quickly, "It's all right, the problem Not big, benign, just cut it. "

The fire in Teng Sanfei's heart "took" and he ignited, asking him: "I ... my grandma's ... Wei Qian, you ... what the **** is it?"

"Isn't that a physical examination of the company this fall? The film I took at the time said that there was a shadow on the lungs, and a ppd, saying that it was not tuberculosis, anti-inflammatory drugs could not go away, nor inflammation ..." Wei Qian looked at San Fat's face It was getting more and more ugly, and the voice immediately turned around, adding, "But no bronchoscopy or sputum showed signs of canceration. Most of them are benign. I said, don't you be as good as your dead father?"

"Mostly ?!" San Fat's voice range was suddenly expanded to a high frequency that is difficult for humans to reach, and he whistled at Wei Qian's ear, "Daddy! You should give me a death, surnamed Wei Do you speak human? What is "mostly"? "

Wei Qian rubbed his ears, "I know you guys ..."

Twenty-three fat: "You and your three-year-old master, you can keep this in your heart and don't say, you **** change?"

Wei Qian had no choice but to say, "Mr. Spittoon, can you be calm?"

"I'm not calm, I'm in pain." Three fats walked around the room twice, and leaned in front of Wei Qian with a sullen expression. "No, brother, my brother has been persuading since he was a child, and the courage is not big enough, what does the doctor say? Is it reliable? Don't you "mostly" please give me a quasi-idea, is it benign? "

Wei Qian leaned on the back of the sofa: "It's okay, the doctor's meaning is not a big problem, but he can't say that. Do you understand? Otherwise, it's benign when the diagnosis is made. Open the chest and see what has spread. If this happens, he will have to bear responsibility ... "

Twenty-three fat jumped three feet high: "I **** you to death! Spread and spread ... what the **** are you talking about?"

Wei Qian waved his hand: "Well, I don't mean that, I mean ..."

"Shut up for me!" San Fat sat down and gave him a hard glance, only to get angry for a long time, his voice was a little weaker, "I know-I said you silly recently Why did you quit smoking? I still treat you as a good person, and you dare to wait for me here. If you were to leave the company for a while, wouldn't you not want to tell others? "

"Look at your virtue of jumping up and down, who do I tell?" Wei Qian put his feet on the coffee table, "This is the case, don't give me propaganda everywhere, especially ..."

"Especially Xiao Yuan." Three fat connected.

"Well, there's Xiaobao, let's talk about it after the operation is done, now I'm hiding it."

Yun Sanfei calmed down, heard a little meaning from his voice, and looked up at Wei Qian's seemingly indifferent face: "Qian Er, aren't you ... blameless?"

Wei Qian squeezed out a smile: "It's just like bungee jumping. I know it's okay intellectually, but I still feel panicked. I can panic alone."

He Sanfei stared at his eyes: "To be honest, when you first knew that there was a shadow on your lungs and you ruled out tuberculosis and inflammation, what did you think?"

"What do you think?" Wei Qian peeled an orange and threw a flap into his mouth, saying flatly, "The possibility that it may cause lung shadows is so many, and it does not necessarily rule out that these two are lung cancer. "

Twenty-Three Fat: "Small cigarette butts after this incident, you must think that the sky is going to fall down."

Wei Qian tossed him with an orange peel and smiled and cursed, "I thank you, don't settle your old man's interest on me?"

He Sanfa's friendship with him in open crotch pants, and immediately he heard that he did not deny positively, he immediately understood.

However, he didn't see any clues or signs before, and San Fat dared to promise that he didn't see it, others certainly didn't see it, even Wei Zhiyuan.

现在 But now I think of it, maybe there are some clues. The first thing is the plan of the industrial park.

Wei Qian has always had the idea of ​​building a mature property team. By then, he had always said that the timing was not mature and the risk was a little bit higher, so the planning book had been made, but it had never been shown to others. Now ... Is the timing particularly ripe?

San Fat, like everyone, thought that Wei Qian had been paying attention to this matter, and then launched with the opportunity of Wei Zhiyuan's return to China and Wang Dongliang's provocation, but he launched the plan, but he did not do it himself, but handed it over Ma Chunming.

Yun Sanfei realized it with a little thought. At that time, he seemed to intentionally hand over the power he had held in his hands for many years.

Wei Qian was ... Waitlessly waiting for the trial of the death penalty?

Then, according to Wei Qian's appointment for hospitalization and surgery half a month ago, plus his intentional removal of the preparations made by Wei Zhiyuan and Xiaobao, it was concluded that the sword of death penalty was removed from his head, that is, A month ago, was there any difference between Wei Qian and peacetime?

I seem to have none ...

Maybe there are, but no one else knows?

Yun Sanfei didn't know. When Wei Qian was waiting for the results of the inspection, in addition to launching the plan, he also did another thing to Wei Zhiyuan. He didn't know. After the alarm was lifted, when Wei Qian planned to take both cubs away, he felt relieved and let Wei Zhiyuan do something to him.

Yun Sanfei stared at the eyes of his old friend, feeling mixed in his heart.

Suddenly, he raised the idea of ​​gossiping and asked Wei Qian: "When Sister Chen Lu was ill, you told me that one day in the future, if you also got terminal illness, just walk away and hide yourself and die. It is true. ?"

Wei Weiqian: "Of course not, how can I do that kind of thing?"

San San blinked his eyes suddenly.

"At that time, then, now is now." Wei Qian pressed the peeled orange peel completely on the coffee table, fleshed it half and handed it to three fat, he said, "I will go for treatment, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, Surgery, what works. "

"Aren't you afraid that you will lose your hair when you lose your hair? Are you afraid of dragging others down?"

"Chen Lu was born to be a beautiful woman, and she was afraid of becoming ugly. What am I afraid of?" Wei Qian smiled. "On money, I can't burden anyone, and I don't lose money in my life in ICU."

Twenty-Three Fat: "So I knew I was afraid of death? I said ..."

"That's not it," Wei Qian said. "I figured it out when grandma left. A person, if the disease is crooked and sick enough, he has a long-term illness and a bad temper. In the end, he dies as a monster. People usually feel relieved and not difficult to accept, but if it's gone, I'll be nothing, I'm afraid Xiaoyuan and Xiaobao ... they might not accept it, especially ... "

He didn't finish his words, and the door was suddenly kicked open-probably when the three fats came in, he didn't bring the door up, a gap was exposed, and he opened it with a pull, and saw that Wei Zhiyuan was innocent. Standing in the doorway, he also had a briefcase in his hand.

When Wei Zhiyuan picked up the things and returned, he just heard the conversation between San Fat and Wei Qian at the unsecured doorway, but he didn't hear the whole thing, but he heard Wei Qian's sentence "No ..." To cure, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, surgery, what works. "

Wei Zhiyuan was stunned.