"Huh? What do you mean?" I looked at the little gangster's expression. Although he was smiling, he seemed to be speaking seriously. This was definitely not drunken talk after drinking too much. They were just talking about gossip, and he suddenly asked about my age.
, and it took such a big turn, which made me very confused.
"It doesn't mean anything. You are older and I should respect you. Come on, have a drink." The little ruffian held the cup and touched it with me.
"Both you and Wang Bingwen have a problem, they talk half-way." I took a sip and said, "Either you don't say anything, just finish what you want to say."
"It's really not interesting. You think too much."
No matter how I asked, the little ruffian refused to talk any more. This matter gradually formed a knot in my heart. He should not have mentioned this for any reason, but if he didn't say it, I couldn't guess it. I am better than him.
Big, what does he want to express? Could this be the beginning of another trap? Brother Wen should have told the little gangsters about my temper and character. They just want me to figure it out on my own?
Thinking of this, I felt more and more that I couldn't let them get what they wanted, so I simply gave up.
The little gangster is very talkative and has a sharp tongue like Brother Wen, but he has a recklessness about him that Brother Wen does not have. He is like a person who hangs out on the street. He seems free and straightforward. As we talked, we drank a bottle of white wine.
After finishing the drink, I drank a little, and the rest went into the little gangster's stomach. The little gangster obviously didn't drink enough, and he was thinking about asking someone to buy some more. At this time, his phone rang, and the little gangster wiped
He wiped his shiny hands without shying away from me, picked it up and took it.
I didn’t know who the caller was, so he only said a few words, which I didn’t hear clearly. But after hanging up the phone, the little ruffian snapped his fingers and said, “I’ll tell you the good news, Li Fusheng is not dead.”
Hearing this sentence, the string that I had been tightening in my heart suddenly loosened, and I fell heavily on the bed. This was the result I expected. Li Fusheng was not dead, which made me feel like I was in Shiyanchuan.
The setbacks he has experienced are all worth it. Perhaps, Li Fu’s life is truly great.[
However, Li Fusheng was rescued and still needs a long period of recuperation. Fortunately, he has left a remote place. After staying here for two days, he can be transferred to a hospital with better medical conditions. At least his life is not in danger. I
Slowly sitting up from the bed, looking at the little ruffian, the heartstring that had just been loosened was a little tight again. Li Fusheng is alive, but next, how should we deal with Brother Wen?
"I want to see Li Fusheng."
"I'm afraid it can't be done now. We have to think about the patient. His condition is probably not very good. Let him calm down first." The little ruffian smiled at me and said, "And I can't make the final decision on this matter. I need to ask Uncle Wen for instructions.
"
"What you call is so affectionate."
"People are different from each other." The little ruffian slowly held the empty cup and said: "Uncle Wen is responsible for many things. Without him, many people down here may go hungry, and our stalls will also be damaged.
He is not so old and has been working hard for many years. Young people must respect him."
I don't like Brother Wen, so I can't understand what the little ruffian said. But some things are very clear now that I think about it. Before, I always thought that Aunt Yu was a very powerful woman, able to control so many men and form a group that listened to everything.
The gang she commands can do what they want, which is not something ordinary women can do. But after a few contacts, you will find that this woman actually has a bad temper, is used to being pampered, and doesn't take anyone seriously.
, she would never be able to support this stall on her own, and it was Brother Wen who was helping her support it.
"Wang Bingwen has received enough benefits."
"You are wrong." The little ruffian shook his head: "He doesn't get much more than the people below. He doesn't have a family. He already regards us as his family. He rarely drinks and doesn't use any luxuries. He only knows how to work.
."
"You say he is the same as a model worker, but I don't understand. He will sacrifice his life for others without any purpose?"
"Some people's psychology may never be understood by others. You think he is doing something very casual, but he himself thinks it is very meaningful." The little ruffian said it very seriously, but after finishing it, he became accustomed to it.
He smiled and said: "No more wine, go to bed early today."
"Then I'm going to sleep." Without saying a word, I lay down on the bed.
"Brother." The little ruffian also lay on his bed, resting his arm on his pillow, and said: "Let me give you a reminder. Some things, including some people, cannot just be taken at face value. What I want to say is, it is not
Everyone is hurting you."
"I believe this." I knew what the little ruffian wanted to express, but I just didn't follow his words: "Just like Kuang Haige, I believe he will never harm me."
The little ruffian didn't speak anymore, turned around and lay down, and soon he snored slightly. I stayed up for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. I kept thinking in my mind that I can't take care of other things for the time being, but I will try my best in these few days.
After meeting Li Fusheng and Kuang Haige during the time, I knew that both of them were so seriously injured and were guarded 24 hours a day. It was simply impossible to escape. However, I didn’t want to wait until Li Fusheng
After Fusheng's condition stabilized, he was taken to Brother Wen's territory. If he was really taken away, there would be no chance.
In the next two days, I didn't see Brother Wen. I just chatted with the little gangster for a while every day. However, the little gangster would let me meet Chen Yu and stay for an hour or two. This was obviously to tie my heart.
But I had no choice but to refuse. Chen Yu was a little better, at least he didn’t cry when he saw me. We didn’t talk much, but every time I felt that the hour or two passed very quickly.[
On the fifth day after Li Fusheng was admitted to the hospital, his condition improved a lot. He had woken up, left the intensive care unit, and was transferred to an ordinary ward. This was a bad signal, proving that we would be taken away soon.
.It just happened that this morning, Brother Wen, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, came back. I guess he was having a hard time these days. His eyes were red from the heat, and he sat down and smoked.
As soon as he came, the little gangster made an excuse to go out, and Brother Wen and I were left in the room. He smoked for a while and said: "You don't have to worry about the curse. Li Fu has survived, and I am here too."
I will do my best to protect your life."
"I can do it myself."
"Don't be stubborn. You probably understand some things, right?" Brother Wen sucked half a cigarette into a butt in one breath and said, "Lai Weiguo has completely betrayed Zheng Lifu. No matter what position he stood in the past, but
Now you can't count on him at all. In addition, we have to figure out one thing first. Why is a person like Li Fusheng willing to help you? Haven't you noticed? He wants to take this opportunity to lure people of our generation.
Go over and kill them together."
"I think he did a pretty good job."
"This idea of yours is outrageous." Brother Wen lit up his cigarette again, looked at me, and said, "This person has always been mysterious from the past to the present. Indeed, he has many secrets. We have to find a way to figure it out.
I very much doubt that he is Jiasu."
Brother Wen kept trying to pull me towards his side, but I didn't bother to pay attention. I leaned lazily on the sofa and said, "He's not."
"How do you know he isn't?"
"He said it himself, he is not."
"Then if he's not Jia Su, who else could he be?"
I couldn't answer right away. According to my analysis, Li Fusheng was 100% Jia Su, but he said no, and when we talked about this matter, I couldn't detect that he was lying, so I just said
I feel that he may not really be Jia Su. As for his origin, it is impossible to determine.
"His condition is better now. We will leave tomorrow and go to a larger place. His health can be better guaranteed. If you are short of anything, you can tell the people below and they will buy it for you."
"Wait a minute." I grabbed Brother Wen and said, "Let me see Li Fusheng."
"I'll see you after tomorrow."
"Can you please stop doing this? It is said by your people that Li Fu has survived from beginning to end. I have never seen it. How do I know if what you say is true? I have to confirm that he is
Not really alive. You know my temper."
I also know that this reason is far-fetched, but other than that, I really can't find any other reason. Brother Wen didn't try to expose me, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "You have ten minutes to see him. Actually, I
I want to tell you that the ward is on the first floor and there are people guarding it in front and back. He can't even walk now. If you have other ideas, give them up as soon as possible."
After Brother Wen finished speaking, he left. After a while, someone came to take me out, and then to the hospital. Before leaving the hotel, I was searched up and down, and everything in my pockets was searched. They had to make sure
Even after I saw Li Fusheng, I couldn't do anything.
To be honest, I knew that I couldn't do anything after meeting Li Fusheng.
Indeed, as Brother Wen said, he had established a good relationship with the hospital and set up a single ward on the first floor to accommodate Li Fusheng. I followed the three people slowly walking through the corridor. The people on the benches in the corridor were holding newspapers or doing other things.
Those waiting idlely were all Brother Wen's people, and there were also a few sitting by the flower bed outside the house. They were guarding the front and back tightly. Unless they had wings, they would never be able to fly out.
The three people took me to the door of the ward, looked at the clock, then opened the door and said, "Only ten minutes."
I saw Li Fusheng. He was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. There were several instruments in the corner of the room. His face was still pale, but it was much better than when he was first injured. Apart from internal injuries, there were only a few minor scratches.
hurt.
When I walked in, he opened his eyes and smiled at me. His expression seemed to say: Don't worry, I can't die.
I also smiled and sat on the bed opposite him. There was someone guarding the door, and from time to time I looked into the room through the glass on the door.
"It's very good that you're here, otherwise I really don't know what to do." Li Fusheng said softly: "Don't make any noise, stay calm, and find a way to get me a piece of broken glass."