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Chapter 1040 Second brother also has tears

When Qiu Er arrived at the hospital as fast as possible, Qiu San was already out of the rescue room, wrapped in thick gauze on his right wrist, and his eyes were dull.

Seeing that his younger brother was still alive, Qiu Er almost cried and said, "What the hell do you do? Ah?! If you don't want to live, you will die on the other side, why are you doing this in the hospital?!"

Qiu San turned his head, stared at the doctor beside him and asked, "What are you doing to save me...What are you doing to save me?"

No one answered the doctor or nurse.

"Fuck you, I'll ask you what you said, why are you saving me?" Qiu San pouted up from the moving bed, pulled the needle inserted in his hand, and shouted completely unreasonably: "I can't even die if I want to die? I'm a useless person, why are you saving me? What are you asking you about? Fuck you mom!"

"You are honest!" Qiu Er yelled as Qiu San pulls Qiu San's arm.

"Get out, you get out too!" Qiu San pushed his second brother indiscriminately: "I'm fucking useless, I don't even feel anything about my lower body. I'm doing surgery every day... I can't bear this crime. Can you let me die? I beg you, give me some rat medicine, so that I can die."

"If you want to die, just crawl out and die by yourself. Don't let me see it!"

"I asked you to come, ah?! If I asked you to come, what the hell do you care about me!" Qiu San swung his slap, and his big mouth slapped on Qiu Er's face, and his eyes were red and cursed: "Do you know, I can't even be a man? What's the point of living?!"

Qiu Er was beaten with a mouth and bleeding from his nostrils. He looked at Qiu San with a daze, crying in a blank expression, motionless.

"Fuck you, let me die... I really don't want to live anymore." Qiu San covered his face and cried bitterly.

...

After more than ten minutes.

In the doctor's office, the attending doctor explained to Qiu Er: "I said before that his several surgeries were not effective, and he also injured the nerves of the lower limbs. He may not be able to live a married life in the future, so... he is very stable. You relatives should take care of him and soothe his emotions... But what did you do? Not only can't solve his psychological problems, but those gangsters who stayed in the hospital also gave him alcohol... Do you know that some of our medical drugs strictly prohibit patients from consuming alcohol. If something happens to him, who will be responsible?"

Qiu Er lowered his head and said nothing.

"If you do this, our hospital will not be able to stay there, do you understand?" The doctor emphasized again.

Qiu Er pondered for a while, then looked up and asked, "He may not have recovered at all? Even if he stands up with crutches!"

"The gun was hit against his legs, his bones were broken and his nerves were necrotic. Now even the gods made him unable to stand up." The doctor shook his head and responded: "The most we can do is to develop a long-term recovery plan for him to ensure that his upper body is not affected, and he will not be able to undergo surgery in the future because the effect is not great, and the patient will also harm his body."

Qiu Er took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked half of it before replying: "Okay, I understand."

After talking to the doctor, Qiu Er walked to the door of the ward again, but before he could enter, he saw Qiu San crying and cursing in the room, his emotions completely lost control. Several brothers who had followed him before were useless to persuade him, so he could only press him.

The brothers of the first-mistresses ended up like this, Qiu Er felt as if he was always stuck in a knife, feeling distressed and helpless.

He and Qiu San are both very pure gangsters, and they are attacked from the bottom. They may have done countless evil in their lifetime, but they also have their own emotions and pain points.

Standing at the door and looking for a while, Qiu Er turned his head and said to the driver next to him, "Let's go and have some wine with me."

...

Downstairs of a community in the city, Li Changliang stopped the car and persuaded him: "Brother Fa, there have been a lot of things recently. I personally recommend that you not go in and play."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just play for a few games and come out in a while." Zhou Dafa responded with a smile: "Or, you guys will come in and play with me for a while? I'll give you ten thousand yuan to bet!"

"No, we won't play." Zhao Chen shook his head.

After thinking for a while, Li Changliang still felt a little unsupported and persuaded: "Brother Fa, there are all kinds of people in this Paijiu Game. Now it's time for a lot of things to do, so I think you'd better stop playing. If you really want to push a few times, it's really not OK. I'll set up a game for you at the construction site. You call everyone over to play, okay?"

"No, no!" Zhou Dafa waved his hands repeatedly and responded: "The people who are in the game today are all acquaintances, I know them all. Don't worry, there will be nothing. I will get off after playing for two hours at most. If you have nothing to do, just go to take a shower next to you. I'll call you later."

"Then there is no need, we can just wait here." Li Changliang saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only do it according to Zhou Dafa's wishes.

"Okay, then you guys wait a moment. I'm going to win money later. I'll give you red envelopes." Zhou Da smiled, pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked straight to the bungalow.

Zhao Chen sat in the car and looked at the other person's back, and immediately curled his lips and replied: "This is going to sell the land. I have two B of money in my hand and started showing off again."

"Has he drunk too much?" Wang Yuan also interrupted.

"Well, I've been drinking a lot before coming." After replying, Li Changliang lowered his head and looked at his watch and said, "Fuck, it's only been around nine o'clock, I don't know when I have to wait."

"Yes, he's drunk and it's possible to have fun all night." Zhao Chen nodded.

"It's okay, if you two are boring, just go to the bathtub to have fun." Li Changliang said kindly: "I'll just wait here myself."

"No, we can chat together." Wang Yuan replied with a smile.

...

Next to the hospital, in a dog meat restaurant, Qiu Er said to several buddies beside him with a stern tongue: "You don't know the relationship between me and San'er... Don't look at us who are usually scolding, but my brother is very nice to me... I got married for the first time in 1995. I treated my friends for dinner and had some wine in the evening. When I was excited, I started fighting with Tiexi's group of people. I stabbed Wu Sanke twice and was seriously injured. The police arrested me that night... San'er was responsible for me and squatted in prison...!"

Everyone looked at Qiu Er who was crying in his eyes and said nothing.

"Fuck your mother Shen Tianze... He can even break my leg, but if you try to get my third son, I will kill him sooner or later!" Qiu Er gritted his teeth, lowered his head and opened a bottle of white wine again.

"Second brother, stop drinking!"

"Okay, let's get here today."

“…!”

Everyone dissuaded.

"Di Lingling!"

Just then, the phone rings.

"Hey?!" Qiu Er reached out and answered the phone: "What's wrong, Wen Hao."

"Qiu Er, what else can you do if you are a fucking B?" Chen Wenhao obviously drank, and cursed with a stiff tongue: "I asked you to buy a piece of land, you bought it for me!"

"What should I buy from the scattered game?" Qiu Er was stunned.

"Do you drink it? Fuck your mother, can you still drink it? Do you know that Zhou Dafa has sold the land to Lu Tao, and it was Bi Ziwen who made a connection?!" Chen Wenhao cursed: "Just because of ten yuan, just because of ten yuan per square meter, you have to clean up the land you have obtained. Do you know? Ah!!"

"Fuck your mom, you scold me again? Try scolding me, Chen Wenhao!" Qiu Er stood up and cursed.

"What's the use of scolding you? The land is gone, and they will sign a contract next week." Chen Wenhao pulled his neck and shouted: "I'll find Bi Ziwen in a while. Damn it. I can't even deal with him in Shen Yi, so I won't live!"

"Crash!"
Chapter completed!
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