Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 525

Zhou Yuzhu was slightly taken aback when he heard Xiao Yi's words reveal the heroic spirit of looking down on the world.Then, he raised his head suddenly.A frightening light shot out from Na's cloudy eyes.

No matter what huge background Futai Medical Devices Co., Ltd. has, what kind of ulterior motives it has.However, I stand still.He forced him to be strong, he let him do whatever he wanted, and I let the breeze blow the hills.

Seeing Zhou Yuzhu exuding energy all over his body, Xiao Yi smiled in satisfaction.Turning around and leaving Jianghua, he drove to No.1 People's Hospital of Jianghai City to pick up Xia Wei.After all, a BMW was destroyed during the last race, so Xiao Yi drove.Then, Xia Wei didn't have a car to drive.

At dusk, after Xiao Yi brought Xia Wei back, he hurried to the old secretary Zhang Weimin's house again.

Xiao Yi knew that Zhang Weimin had reached this twilight in the recent period.When the weather turns cold, I just take a nap.Seeing that his eldest brother Zhang Weimin's body was getting weaker and weaker, Xiao Yi became anxious.I was going to Zhang Weimin's house, while the old secretary was taking a nap.Use your own Kowloon zhenqi to warm up the old secretary's body.

Go to the room of the old secretary and look at him lying on the bed.The old secretary's sluggish face, protruding eye sockets, and deeply sunken eyes.And on that face, the wrinkles overlap one after another, like old bark.

Looking around, the old secretary Zhang Weimin seemed to be dying.It is possible at any time, I can't keep up with my breathing, and I can't wake up again.

Xiao Yi went forward silently, putting both fingers on the old secretary's wrist.The whole body of Jiulong Zhenqi slowly flowed into the old secretary Zhang Weimin's body one by one, and then carried out a big cycle in his body.He warmed his meridians and flesh, and finally returned to Xiao Yi's body.

Xiao Yi went through this process quite slowly.After all, the old secretary's body is weak, if too much Kowloon True Qi is injected, the old secretary's body may burst if he can't bear it.

In this way, Xiao Yi spared no effort to expend his true energy to slowly warm up his body for his big brother.

Real bros, that's all.When you fall, you will definitely stretch out a pair of strong hands in obscurity to support your body.

In the room of the old secretary, after a period of time.Xiao Yi saw that the old secretary's face was slightly rosy, and immediately put away the Jiulong Qi with joy.Wait until tomorrow and do it again.

There is no rush for this kind of thing, it has to be done slowly.

Walking downstairs, seeing Zhang Yuanyuan with an anxious face, Xiao Yi still did not forget to ask as usual: "How is it, brother's heart disease still hasn't gone away?"

"No." Zhang Yuanyuan seemed a little discouraged, and said weakly: "Even though I tried my best, my father is still entangled in the matter of Uncle Song Zhengming. This matter is a big blow to my father. I am so sad Died of heart, hey..."

Xiao Yi's face sank when he heard Zhang Yuanyuan's words: "I asked a friend to pay attention to the matter of Song Zhengming in the capital. He was indeed corrupt and accepting bribes. No. And his suicide in prison shows that he has a guilty conscience and has no face to be a man. Moreover, after his death, everything is settled, and it is meaningless to reverse the case. One of the big brother's entanglements is his valued disciple , was supposed to be in charge of the fair and strict laws of the world. Instead, he committed a crime, which made him heartbroken. Second, the disciple he loved for so many years must have developed some feelings. Just like this, the old secretary For me, the loss of a loved one is unbearable."

It's not that Xiao Yi never thought about overturning the case for Song Zhengming.Leaving aside the difficulty of reversing the case, it is meaningless to reverse the case.Therefore, Xiao Yi has all the skills to face this problem, but he is still powerless.

Zhang Yuanyuan was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Father, how long can you support?"

"How long?" Xiao Yi thought for a while, then heaved a long sigh and said, "I hope, I can still eat dumplings on New Year's Eve..."

Zhang Yuanyuan's whole body trembled, and two lines of tears rolled down her pretty face.Zhao Xing, who was making a cup of hot tea at the side, was about to send it to Xiao Yi.Upon hearing this, the teacup in hand fell to the ground with a bang.The tea splashed and the heat rose.

The hot water scalded his trousers, but Zhao Xing didn't realize it.

In the old house, the air froze at this moment.Both Zhao Xing and Zhang Yuanyuan seemed to have lost their souls.

According to Xiao Yi's initial speculation, the old secretary Zhang Weimin should still live for two years.However, Wei Min's mental state continued to weaken again and again, and the skin of the whole person turned waxy yellow.However, Zhang Weimin has been quite irritable for a while.Often in the room, yelling.

This caused Zhang Weimin's physical condition to deteriorate again.

Although, Xiao Yi has tried his best to make up for it with his housekeeping skills, the true temperature of Jiulong.However, it would be great if the old secretary Zhang Weimin could finish this year.

Just when the silence in the hall was uncomfortable, Xiao Yi finally opened his mouth and said slowly: "I will definitely do my best and do my best. Generally, you don't have to bother to find a western doctor for diseases that I can't cure. It’s making Big Brother’s health worse and worse.”

Zhang Yuanyuan bit her red lips tightly and nodded vigorously.

Zhao Xing didn't say a word, but his face was pale.At this moment, Zhao Xing finally realized something.

"The sky is falling, you have to learn to stand upright by yourself." Xiao Yi looked at Zhang Yuanyuan's bewildered look, and whispered something.Then, finally walked out of the old house.

For his big brother Zhang Weimin, Xiao Yi has gradually withdrawn.There is no greater sorrow than death, and the person who tied the bell must be untied.It's just that Song Zhengming, the person who tied the bell, had already left for his own enjoyment.

So, this knot has no solution.

Therefore, Xiao Yi could only rely on his medical skills to delay the time for the old secretary Zhang Weimin.

After getting into the BMW, Xiao Yi drove back.Sitting in the car, turning the steering wheel.The images of Zhang Weimin's life as a soldier and the ups and downs of the officialdom gradually rolled out in his mind.Presumably, when Zhang Weimin is in power, he must be as strong and heroic as turning his hands into clouds and raining his hands.Zhang Weimin at that time must have been pointing the country and berating Fang Qiu.Young and energetic, ambitious for the world.

Thinking about it again, Zhang Weimin is now slumped on the bed, looking sluggish, waiting for death to come.

Xiao Yi felt uncomfortable for a while, and his uncomfortable breathing was like suffocation.Parked the BMW on the side of the road and got out of the car.I went to a small shop on the side of the road and bought a pack of Yellow Crane Tower and a lighter.

Gently put the cigarette holder into his mouth, and a cluster of small flames rose from the lighter.Then, in the dark night, that branch of the Yellow Crane Tower flickered in Xiao Yi's mouth, lighting up Xiao Yi's melancholy face.

Blue smoke rose up, enveloping Xiao Yi's young face.

At this moment, surrounded by blue smoke and sparks, Xiao Yi seemed to have matured in an instant.

Taking a deep breath, the blue smoke was inhaled by Xiao Yi.Mars flickered violently.Immediately, Xiao Yi leaned against his BMW, coughing and coughing lightly.

Xiao Yi, who was smoking for the first time, was still not used to it.

However, Xiao Yi persisted in coughing, and smoked three Yellow Crane Towers in a row.When Xiao Yi threw the butt of the third cigarette on the ground, crushed it hard and extinguished it.Then he raised his head and looked at the stars flying in the sky.Sighing, he said word by word: "Big brother, since your heart is dead. Then, I can only create infinite brilliance to pay tribute to you!"

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Dong Yuanheng, the president of the National Book Association.

"President Dong, I'm Xiao Yi." There was a coldness in Xiao Yi's voice.

At this time, it was already dark.Dong Yuanheng, who was on the opposite side, was obviously displeased when he received the call from Xiao Yi: "Oh, I know you are the contestant we invited to participate in this year's National Calligraphy Competition. It's just that the calligraphy competition has not yet been held. ?"

Xiao Yi hit the nail on the head and cut directly to the topic: "I have something to do. I want this National Calligraphy Competition to be held in my old brush studio."

The phone was quiet for a while, and Chairman Dong's joking voice came: "The National Calligraphy Competition is always held in the capital. This time, there are hundreds of contestants participating. Although we I value you very much, value you very much. However, for you alone, changing the venue for this time is unreasonable!"

Dong Yuanheng spoke politely across the phone.However, in the bottom of my heart, I have already sneered: "What are you? If you say that it will be held in another place, then it will be held in another place? Young people today really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

However, Xiao Yi who was opposite did not hear the joke in Dong Yuanheng's words.Xiao Yi, who was leaning next to the BMW, said coldly: "If you are willing to change the venue of this national calligraphy competition to my old brush studio in Jianghai, I am willing to contribute 3000 million yuan to support this national calligraphy competition."

In Dong Yuanheng's heart, he thought that Xiao Yi would continue to pester him persistently.It was just after thinking of the words that he was about to lash out at Xiao Yi: "Young man, you are still too immature. I don't know how to behave in this world, if you don't know how to behave. Then, I think it's better to cancel you this time." Qualification for the calligraphy competition. People are like their calligraphy, you are so shallow, how can your calligraphy be so good?"

It's a pity that Xiao Yi's sentence subsidizes 3000 million.Like a thunder, Dong Yuanheng's whole body stiffened for a while.I forgot all the well-thought-out words, and murmured inconceivably, "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao. How dare you say something just now? It's really a good idea to subsidize 3000 million yuan for us to hold this national calligraphy competition." Really?"

There were three Mr. Xiao in a row, with a tremolo in their voices.This Dong Yuanheng's attitude towards Xiao Yi quickly changed 180 degrees.

(End of this chapter)