By the time Qin Fan and his party came down the mountain, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.
When he got home, He Xinrong was already tired and lay on the sofa and didn't want to move. Seeing He Xinrong like this, Qin Fan was also drunk.
"Oh, the bed is still comfortable," He Xinrong lay there straight and spread his legs.
The two steamed buns swayed slightly with He Xinrong's breathing.
Qin Fan looked at He Xinrong's posture and was speechless.
Damn it, if Li Shi hadn't been there, he might have pounced on her.
Suddenly Qin Fan looked at He Xinrong and said, "Xinrong, can you lie down well?"
He Xinrong heard what Qin Fan said.
Suddenly she took a look at her behavior, it really looked like she wanted to do that and was waiting for Qin Fan to do it.
He Xinrong blushed and pouted, pulling the pillow next to her and hugging her.
Qin Fan was speechless, and then he said with a smile: "Xinrong, you can't do this anymore. I remember when you were in the disaster area, you were very energetic, but you can't do it now."
He Xinrong nodded and said with a smile: "Actually, the energy is always there. People's potential is unlimited. If you let me be in the disaster area now, I will still try my best to save people. But now I am playing, and my mentality is naturally relaxed. I can climb up
The mountain must be tired."
Qin Fan made a sound, thinking that what He Xinrong said was true.
Li Shi nodded and said with a smile: "That's right. If you ask me to go to disaster relief, I will definitely have the strength."
Qin Fan glanced at the two of them.
Then he asked seriously: "Brother Shitou, after you experienced the life-and-death disaster last time and almost lost your life in Immortal Mountain, if you go to disaster relief next time, will you still volunteer?"
When Li Shi heard this, he thought for a moment, nodded and said firmly: "I will go."
He Xinrong sat up, looked at Li Shi and asked, "Shitou, are you afraid of death?"
Li Shi nodded and smiled bitterly: "You must be afraid of death. I think everyone is afraid of death. Some people say that they are not afraid of death. They must be bragging, but they are afraid of death. But they may not shrink back when encountering something.
When something dangerous happens, I will still rush forward."
"Yes," Qin Fan nodded and said with a smile, "I agree with this. In fact, I am also afraid of death."
After saying that, Qin Fan thought again of Song Yu who died in the mudslide.
After a pause, Qin Fan looked up at the two of them and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go to bed early tonight."
He Xinrong nodded. She stood up wearing slippers and said with a smile: "I'm too sleepy today. I'm going to take a shower and then go to bed directly."
As he said that, He Xinrong went upstairs.
Qin Fan and Li Shi were sitting and chatting in the living room. After drinking two cups of tea, they also went to bed.
Early the next morning.
Qin Fan got up very early.
He cooked breakfast himself and warmed the breakfast in a pot for Li and Shi.
Then he went straight out and drove to Song Bingwen's mountain villa.
In fact, after Qin Fan finished his phone call with Song Bingwen yesterday, he originally wanted to go there yesterday, but he had already promised Li Shi to go hiking, so Qin Fan could only come today.
An hour later.
The car stopped at a villa halfway up the mountain.
At this time, Butler Li of the villa saw Qin Fan coming, and immediately rushed out to greet him and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin is here."
Although Butler Li is just a servant of the villa, because of the power of the Song family, he is naturally superior to ordinary people.
Normally when guests come here to visit, most of them would give Butler Li a thumbs up and speak politely.
But now that Qin Fan is here, he doesn't dare to show off. After all, this Qin Fan is Mr. Song's distinguished guest and Song Bingwen's brother.
At this time, Qin Fan took a look at Butler Li's polite look, and immediately nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Butler Li, let me come over to see Mr. Song."
Butler Li nodded, smiled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to invite you, "Mr. Qin, please follow me in."
Qin Fan nodded and followed Butler Li in. After he bought the gifts in the carriage, someone naturally moved in.
When Song Lao Song Chengsheng heard that Qin Fan was coming, he hurriedly came down from upstairs. When he saw Qin Fan sitting in the living room, Song Chengsheng smiled and said, "Brother Qin is here."
Since Qin Fan cured the old man's cancer, Mr. Song is now in good spirits, and even his usual minor problems have disappeared.
Qin Fan stood up, nodded and smiled at Song Chengsheng, "Yes, Mr. Song, I have some free time today, so I came here to see you."
Song Chengsheng nodded and smiled. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Brother, sit down quickly."
Then the two people sat down.
Qin Fan chatted with Mr. Song for a while. He asked Mr. Song about his recent physical condition. When he heard that Mr. Song said that he was in good health recently, Qin Fan felt relieved.
Then he asked with a smile: "Mr. Song, why don't you see Brother Wen? Isn't he back?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Song's face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly showed a sad look.
He sighed, then looked at Qin Fan and shook his head and said, "Brother, he is in the hospital now."
"What?"
"Hospital?"
Qin Fan was startled, then frowned, and then asked: "What's going on, Mr. Song?"
Mr. Song didn't rush to speak. Instead, he waved to the servants standing next to the living room. After they left, Mr. Song sighed and said something to Qin Fan.
After the other party finished speaking, Qin Fan realized that Song Bingwen's return this time was actually not coming back from completing a mission, but coming back to recuperate from an injury.
As for what the mission was, Mr. Song didn't know because it was confidential and his son would generally not tell him.
Mr. Song is also very knowledgeable, so he usually won't ask unless his son takes the initiative to ask.
So Qin Fan doesn't know what the mission is now, and Song Bingwen is injured now.
Only then did Qin Fan realize that no wonder Song Bingwen told him on the phone yesterday not to come in a hurry, because he didn't want him to know that he was injured.
Seeing Mr. Song sighing there, Qin Fan asked: "Is Brother Wen's injury serious?"
Mr. Song shook his head and said: "The gunshot wound you received will take some time to recover."
Qin Fan nodded awkwardly, paused, and then asked: "Mr. Song, can you tell me the hospital where Brother Wen lives? I want to go and see him."
When Song Lao heard what Qin Fan said, he knew that this boy valued friendship.
So he nodded and said: "Well, brother, why don't I take you there? I'll go over and have a look too."
Qin Fan nodded and said yes. Immediately, Mr. Song got up and went upstairs to tidy up a little before following Qin Fan out.
He didn't let the driver drive, but directly took Qin Fan's car down the mountain.
An hour later.
The place has arrived.
The hospital where Song Bingwen stayed was a military hospital.