Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 124 Almost a Fake Show (1)

Outside the door, the three members of Han Ru's family looked at each other and sighed tacitly.

As soon as the old man got up, it didn't matter to anyone.

At this time, footsteps came from the stairwell.

Yu Feifei turned around, leaned on the railing, and looked towards the stairwell.

The tall and straight figure was bathed in the light, and his steps were not too fast or slow.

With a strong aura, she knew who was coming after meeting each other.

She turned her eyes, looked at the closed door of the study room, and said with a loud voice on purpose, "Cousin, you are back. Grandpa hanged himself inside. You should persuade him to go."

Han Ru tapped her forehead lightly, and shook her head dumbfounded.

Little ghost.

"Dad, Beijue is back, you should open the door quickly," Yu Xu said in a voice.

In the study, upon hearing Long Beijue's return, Mr. Han panicked and swallowed everything in his mouth.

In a hurry, he choked.

"Cough cough..."

He threw down the unfinished chicken legs, patted his chest, and blushed.

dying.

"Cough cough."

He grabbed the cup on the table, lifted the lid, and brought it directly to his mouth.

After taking a few sips of water, he hurriedly put down the teacup, cleaned up the roast chicken on the table, and threw it together with the bag into the trash can.

A cold and deep voice came in from outside the door, it was Long Beijue's voice, "Grandpa, open the door."

Mr. Han secretly thought that something was wrong, he kicked the trash can under the desk with his toes, and then ran to open the window for ventilation.

The movements in one go are more flexible than that of young people.

Immediately afterwards, he ran to the desk, picked up the white silk, and stepped on the stool.

After some preparations, he gasped for breath, already a little tired.

Taking a deep breath, he yelled towards the closed door, "Why are you coming back? Are you going to see if I'm mad at you?"

Long Beijue's eyes lowered slightly, and he turned the doorknob, and it was indeed locked.

He looked sideways at Feifei, "Where's the key?"

"Grandpa took it away." Yu Feifei said helplessly.

If they had the key, they wouldn't be stuck here all the time.

Long Beijue said, "Go get a hammer."

Yu Feifei was dumbfounded, take a hammer?
It sounds a little violent.

A cold stare came, "Hurry up and go."

Yu Feifei shuddered, turned around and ran away.

Long Beijue raised his hand and knocked on the door, his voice was cold, "Grandpa, if you don't open the door, I will pick the lock."

pick the lock?

Mr. Han's foot trembled, and his figure swayed.

However, when a person gets old, his bones harden. When he realizes it, he loses his center of gravity and falls off the stool.

He closed his eyes reflexively, with only one thought in his mind.

Ruined.

"Boom-"

There was a heavy muffled sound, and there was a lot of movement.

Even the people outside the door heard it.

Han Ru was startled, and hurriedly knocked on the door, "Dad, what are you doing inside, don't scare me, open the door quickly."

"Auntie, get out of the way." Long Beijue pushed Han Ru away and kicked towards the door.

"Bang bang—"

Yu Feifei ran up with a hammer and was confused when she saw Long Beijue kicking the door.

what's the situation?
The Naihe Gate was too strong, and it didn't hurt much after kicking it a few times.

Long Beijue reached out and snatched the hammer from Yu Feifei's hand, and swung it at the door lock.

The sound of "kuang kuang" made Yu Feifei's face turn pale.

This atmosphere is not right.

She reflexively hid beside her mother, took her hand, "Mom, what happened?"

It's too abnormal for grandpa to stay silent when there is such a big commotion.

Han Ru showed concern, her lips were trembling, "I don't know, there was a sudden bang just now, I called your grandfather, but he didn't make a sound."

After the words fell, the door lock was smashed open.

Long Beijue dropped the hammer, pushed the door open, and the others followed closely behind.

The room was silent.

Seeing the figure lying on the ground, Yu Feifei broke her voice in fright, "Grandpa."

Long Beijue squatted down, stretched out his hand to support Mr. Han, his handsome face sank slightly, "Grandpa."

"Don't move, don't move me..." Mr. Han's face was pale, and his lips turned pale.

When Han Ru saw Bai Ling at his feet, she was so frightened that her soul choked up, "Dad, how could you really hang yourself..."

They thought the old man was just joking, but they didn't expect it to be true.

Mr. Han clutched his waist, trembling with pain, struggling to speak, "I didn't hang myself, I fell off the stool, my waist flashed, call an ambulance."

As soon as the words came out, the painting style changed instantly.

Yu Feifei held back her tears, her expression twitching.

Her grandfather is really getting older and more like an old urchin.

He also climbed on the stool, he was dead.

Long Beijue lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the old man's oil stains.

The tip of the nose moved slightly, and there was a faint smell of roast chicken.

The corner of his lips twitched, and he could probably guess what happened just now.

On the other side, after Yu Xu made the phone call, he said warmly, "The ambulance will arrive soon, and the doctor told us not to move Dad for now, so as not to add to the injury."

Four eyes stared at him, Mr. Han showed a bit of embarrassment.

He looked at Long Beijue, and snorted coldly, "It's all your fault, brat, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have fallen like this."

He almost made a fake show, and died.

Still careless.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, did he blame him for falling?

Han Ru squatted beside him, picked up the white silk, and said in a reproachful tone, "Dad, how old are you, and you still joke about hanging yourself."

"Do you see what you've fallen into now?"

"Yes, grandpa, it's a good thing there is a carpet on the floor, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Yu Feifei echoed.

"It's not as serious as you said." Mr. Han said with a guilty conscience, "I fell like this, and one or two of you are still here to preach to me."

Han Ru sighed and looked at him helplessly.

After a while, the ambulance came to the door.

This time I really lay down and went out.

Mr. Han was lying on a stretcher, covering his face with his hands.

Lost face.

When I went to the hospital, after some examinations, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Fortunately, the stool was short, and the injury was not serious. It was just twisted to the waist and needed to rest for a while.

In the ward, Mr. Han was lying on the hospital bed, receiving an infusion.

He looked at Yu Xu's family, "The three of you go out first, I have something to talk to Beijue."

Yu Feifei rolled her eyes, glanced at Long Beijue, and then looked at Mr. Han, "Grandpa, the doctor said you can't get angry now."

Mr. Han saw through her little thoughts at a glance, "Got it."

Han Ru's family left the ward, Yu Feifei walked last, and closed the door smoothly.

The grandfather and grandson fell silent, and Mr. Han looked at him sideways from the corner of his eye.

With a serious expression, he said to Daoqiao, "Now there are rumors about you everywhere outside, and even spread to the alliance."

Long Beijue hummed indifferently.

Mr. Han felt powerless as if he had punched the cotton, and glared at him angrily, "I'll ask you one last time, do you really have to be stubborn with me?"

　Have you ever been so cute by Mr. Han, hahaha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)