Look good

Hearing such words, the policeman coughed slightly in embarrassment. Mr. Wen was expressionless. After hearing the explanation, he seemed to find it quite credible, so he moved his eyes calmly. Mrs. Wen paused, His eyes fell on Qiao Xing's face, and he looked straight at him with red and swollen eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing that the family members did not raise any doubts, the police took the note to prepare for investigation, and the hospital went up to conduct relevant communication to prepare for follow-up treatment.

Everyone in the corridor was busy. Wen Changze's eyes fell on Mrs. Wen's back. After a while, he turned the wheelchair slightly and returned to the corner of the corridor away from the crowd.

The doctor said that Wen Changrong would wake up after a while, Mrs. Wen and Master Wen returned to the bench, Qiao Xing didn't want to sit, so he found a place to lean on.

Because the situation was still unstable, Wen Changrong was admitted to a ward with a large piece of one-way glass. The curtains of the ward were not drawn, and the situation inside could be clearly seen from outside the ward.

Qiao Xing moved his position slightly, and saw that the eyes of the man on the hospital bed were closed at the moment, and his whole face was gray and white. Maybe it was because of mental problems. Just in case, the doctor closed the man's upper body and hands. They were all tied up with bed ties.

Even if the whole body is bound, the man's arm and the whole body will still have large convulsions, and the arm near the door is trembling even more, like a critically ill patient suffering from epilepsy. The doctor said it was caused by drug residues Nervous reflex behavior looks scary, but in fact, it will be fine when this part of the drug is completely excreted.

Qiao Xing looked at it for a while, and the hospital quickly came up with a comparison result. The drug residue in Wen Changrong's body was indeed consistent with the soft drug that Qiao Xing provided just now. Combined with the drug conflict reaction, it is most likely that he ingested it by mistake. A soft drug used as an aphrodisiac.

Qiao Xing was not surprised by this, only had a sense of burnout of "it really is".

It's like watching a TV series with similar routines a hundred times. It's still a familiar plot, or a familiar development, which makes people feel quite boring.

As Qiao Xing was watching, the man in the ward frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wen stood up immediately, and Master Wen hurriedly hung up the phone and walked over. The doctors and nurses over there pushed open the door of the ward with instruments, and a group of people rushed into the ward.

Probably because she knew that Qiao Xing was Wen Changrong's partner, the nurse who entered at the end glanced at Qiao Xing standing outside the door and asked:

"...Aren't you coming?"

"..." Qiao Xing hesitated and shook his head.

The little nurse seemed puzzled that Qiao Xing, who was her partner, didn't go in for a visit immediately. She looked at Qiao Xing strangely, but closed the door and went in without asking any questions.

Qiao Xing looked at the man who woke up in the room but still couldn't restrain his body convulsions, and looked at Mrs. Wen who was crying again in an instant.

He pondered for a while whether to go in and see Wen Changrong out of 'humanitarianism'. After all, Wen Changrong only said to help him deal with his mess during the day, and something so big happened, he should go and see it at night.

But... as long as he thinks of what Wen Changrong and Shen Qinlan did in the box, he doesn't want to go see it.

When Qiao Xing was struggling, Uncle Chen at the end of the corridor leaned slightly to look at the situation here. Seeing Mother Wen entering the ward, he hurriedly pushed Wen Changze over.

Qiao Xing had something on his mind, and seeing Wen Changze coming over, the two of them only nodded politely, then stood and sat outside the ward, speechless for a while.

The chat in the ward ended faster than expected. Only five or six minutes had passed before Master Wen and Mrs. Wen got up in the ward. Seeing this, Wen Chang hurriedly told Uncle Chen to press the wheelchair to leave, but it was too late.

Mrs. Wen opened the door just in time to meet him, but Wen Chang had to stop, and looked away in embarrassment.

"Go, go." Master Wen also came to the door at this time, urging Wen Changze in a low voice.

"...Yes." So, Wen Chang could only nod his head, "Father, Aunt Shi, then I'll go first."

"En." Master Wen responded, but Mrs. Wen didn't speak, she just turned around and looked at Qiao Xing with her red and swollen eyes, and said, "Evergreen is waiting for you."

"……Oh."

Looking at the woman's red eyes, Qiao Xing no longer struggled, nodded and opened the door to enter the room.

Qiao Xing walked in and saw that the man was still lying on the hospital bed, but his right arm, which had been trembling just now, stopped shaking so much when he saw him. Just as he was grasping the corner of the cotton wool under his body, the muscles in his right arm bulged, obviously trying to restrain his trembling with a little effort.

The soft bondage on the man's body has been untied, and when he saw him coming in, he lay down a little bit more, and lifted his chin, as if he was trying to make himself look more energetic, so that he would not look so embarrassed and weak.

"Here we come." Wen Changrong still had that paralyzed face, looking at Qiao Xing with neither salty nor dull eyes.

If it weren't for the right hand that tried its best to restrain the trembling right after seeing him, Qiao Xing would have thought that this person really didn't care when he saw him.

"Yeah." Qiao Xing responded, but didn't expose the man's bravado, and just sat down on the side of the bed calmly.

"..."

Qiao Xing looked a little cold.

The man's bloodshot eyes fell on Qiao Xing's face, carefully and slowly watching every inch of Qiao Xing's expression.

The two have been face to face for half a minute, and Qiao Xing still hasn't spoken, obviously Qiao Xing doesn't want to talk.

Although Wen Changrong had already guessed that Qiao Xing would not show a panicked or extremely worried expression because of him, but at this moment Qiao Xing was so calm that he looked a little indifferent, which really surprised the man.

Wen Changrong felt a little congested in his chest, and before he could think of an opening line to start the conversation for the two of them, Qiao Xing had already opened his mouth.

"No big deal, right?" The opening remarks of the well-regulated visit.

"...Well, it's all right."

"It's fine."

"..." I was speechless for a moment.

Qiao Xing's expression was as cold as before, Wen Changrong's eyes fell on his face, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end, only moved his left hand beside Qiao Xing, and then spread his palm upwards.

——This is a code word between them.

As soon as the man's palm moved, Qiao Xing knew what it meant.

Wen Changrong wanted him to put his hand in his palm.

In the past, Qiao Xing, who understood the meaning, would definitely hold hands with him obediently, but at this moment, he just glanced away, and then looked away pretending not to see.

The two were silent for another moment, Wen Changrong narrowed his eyes and closed his open palms again.

Probably because he held on for too long, Qiao Xing saw the man curling up his palm, and at the same time, the other arm trembled a few times because he couldn't hold it.

The man quickly suppressed the trembling of his right hand, gave up trying to get Qiao Xing to comfort him, and instead said, "Qiao Xing, lend me your phone, it will take a few minutes."

"Huh?" Qiao Xing was a little confused.

"My mother insisted that I take a good rest, so she didn't give me a cell phone." Wen Changrong said helplessly, "There are still things to deal with."

"Business?" Qiao Xing was startled.

Although he knew that Wen Changrong was dedicated to his work, he didn't expect Wen Changrong to be so dedicated.

"Are you still working after this?" Qiao Xing looked at Wen Changrong speechlessly, and the latter looked at him helplessly, noncommittal.

Qiao Xing hesitated for a moment, and gave Wen Changrong the phone.

"Then you deal with it quickly, and take a good rest after explaining."

"Ah."

Wen Changrong nodded, took the phone and pressed the number awkwardly with his left hand.

With the phone close to the man's ear, Qiao Xing heard Wen Changrong calmly say that he was temporarily hospitalized for something, and asked the person on the other side of the phone to keep an eye on the situation.

The corners of the man's eyes were slightly drooping, the bags under his eyes were slightly swollen, and he looked obviously tired. Qiao Xing lamented that it was not easy to inherit a company, so he heard Wen Changrong talk about "County A", "XX Entertainment", "Check out their How much does it cost”, “keep an eye on the media 24 hours a day” and other keywords.

He belatedly realized that Wen Changrong's call was to tell people to deal with his relative's affairs.

"You..." Qiao Xing really didn't know what to say.

Wen Changrong over there also finished his phone call, and raised his head to look at Qiao Xing inexplicably.

"Are you deliberately singing a bitter drama for me?" Qiao Xing said, "It's necessary to call me to tell people to take care of my relatives when you're sick. It's necessary..."

"There's no drama of bitterness." Wen Changrong interrupted him, shaking his head. "I originally planned to find someone to do these things tomorrow, but now that my body is in such a condition, I will definitely not be able to get out of the hospital tomorrow, and you are on the rise in your career. If you make a mistake, it may cause a huge stain. You can't be sloppy, so I just I can ask you to borrow the phone and ask someone I trust to help me with this matter."

"..." Qiao Xing didn't know what to say.

He looked at the man's tired but serious face, and knew that Wen Changrong's character would not deliberately play any bitter scenes in front of him. The reason why the man made this call was really because the plan was disrupted as he said. So temporarily entrust someone to do it.

Qiao Xing couldn't express how he felt at the moment, he just felt suffocated and panicked.

He wanted to ask Wen Changrong why he did this?What's the point if it's not pretending to be pitiful?What's the point of being nice to him while still being unable to let go of Shen Qinlan?Do you think he is an idiot?Thinking that if he treats him a little better, he will ignore the past and rush back?

Qiao Xing roared a few words in his heart, Wen Changrong looked at his aggrieved face, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth.

"Last time you said that I helped you deal with relatives, and you paid me accordingly, right?"

"……Um."

"Then I will stay in the hospital for about a week. During the hospitalization, can you come and see me?" Wen Changrong said, "During this period, the nurse's salary will be doubled. Then you can thank me and just deduct the money. Or...you decide how much money you want per day."

"..." Qiao Xing didn't speak.

Of course he understood what Wen Changrong meant.

Wen Changrong wanted him to accompany him during the hospitalization, but now he just found a reasonable step for him to go down, and hoped that he could take a walk.

"... How are you?" Qiao Xing didn't speak for a while, and Wen Changrong asked again.

……

Wen Changrong needed to rest, so the visiting time was not long. Qiao Xing was quickly called out of the ward by the nurse. He stood outside the door and sighed. It is not difficult to visit a man for a few days to save his face.

Thinking of this, I heard the bodyguards in the corridor discussing in low voices.

"I heard that it was Er Shao who did it. The medicine should be in the wine. I heard from the police that if it is serious, this is considered malicious poisoning..."

"But if the Second Young Master really did it, Mr. Wen shouldn't care about it..."