dhibooks Chapter 100 A Locomotive KOs An Qifan
Chapter 100 A Locomotive KOs An Qifan
In the plastic surgery hospital, the doctor frowned looking at An Qifan's wound.
An Zhouli was a little worried: "How is it?"
The doctor was a little embarrassed: "The wound is very deep, and because the young master cried too much, it has been inflamed. Now it is difficult to judge what will happen in the end."
An Zhouli frowned, as if he was in some trouble.
An Qifan became anxious: "What do you mean? Aren't you the best plastic surgery hospital? Don't you think even a small injury can't look good?"
The doctor thought that your injury was about to rot, who would dare to give you plastic surgery now.
"Mr. An, it's better to heal the young master's injury first, and then look at it. We have to consider how to treat it according to the degree of recovery of the wound, but..." He hesitated for a while, and didn't finish his sentence.
An Zhouli said, "It's okay if you have something to say."
The doctor sighed: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to the original state."
If you just take good care of the wound after the burn, you may be able to do more operations, but now...
It's hard to tell.
An Qifan was completely dumbfounded, how could this happen, how could this happen...
Is his face getting better? ? ?
If I had known, I would not have cried so many times in the detention center!In order to make An Zhouli feel distressed, he almost washed his face with tears. The ointment that the people in the detention center applied to him was crying as soon as it was finished. After repeated several times, everyone was too lazy to apply the ointment to him. cry there.
He originally thought that An Zhouli would be able to find a way to save himself by crying a few times, but he didn't expect An Zhouli to wait so long to come.
His wound worsened not because An Zhouli moved too slowly.
But he didn't dare to get angry with An Zhouli, now he is penniless, what would he do without An Zhouli?
An Zhouli should like herself to be more well-behaved.
He tried his best to look pitiful: "Brother, it's okay, I'm not afraid, I deserve this..."
An Zhouli comforted him: "It's okay, brother will find a way to cure you, but you remember to take the medicine obediently in the future."
An Qifan obediently responded.
The two left the plastic surgery hospital, An Zhouli carefully applied the medicine to him, and then stuffed the medicine into his hand.
"Qifan, you have to go back to the detention center first, and I will take you out after I make arrangements."
An Qifan trembled all over, and looked at An Zhouli in disbelief: "Brother, what are you talking about? Didn't you rescue me? Why did you send me back?"
An Zhouli had a headache: "I'm afraid that Yi'an will do something because of you, so you should go back first, and wait for brother to make arrangements."
An Qifan didn't believe An Zhouli's words, he felt that An Zhouli had given up on himself because he thought he was troublesome, and what he said now was just to coax him.
He started crying frantically again: "Brother, brother, don't put me back, there is no place for people to live, they all bully me, all bully me."
An Zhouli knew that he was being coquettish and pitiful, and he lived alone in the detention center, so who could bully him?
He patiently persuaded: "If you perform well inside, I will fight for it outside. There are many places to take care of."
If it doesn't work, I can only beg Tong Yu again. Although it is a very shameless thing, it can only be done for the sake of my brother.
An Qifan cried for a while, but seeing that An Zhouli still didn't let go, he suddenly stopped crying. He wiped away his tears, as if resigned to his fate.
"Okay...then you have to save me early, brother..."
An Zhouli said softly: "Okay, brother will do his best."
Just as An Zhouli was about to start the car, An Qifan suddenly said, "Brother, lend me your mobile phone to make a call."
An Zhouli hesitated for a moment.
An Qifan begged: "After entering, you can't just call casually, you have to say goodbye to your friends."
An Zhouli thought about how he sneaked out that night, thinking that he was really in a relationship or had a good friend, so she gave him the phone.
After An Qifan got it, he showed a little smile: "Where's the password?"
An Zhouli told him.
An Qifan said while fiddling with the mobile phone: "Brother, people say that some people are very lazy, all the passwords are set the same, and it is easy for people to steal money, isn't that true for you?"
An Zhouli is like this.
He devoted all his attention to An's Group, and devoted all his energy to the company. His own affairs were as simple as possible.
But An Qifan also reminded himself.
He rubbed An Qifan's head: "Brother will change it next time."
"You are really like this, brother, you are so lazy." An Qifan just laughed.
"Yeah, I don't do enough in life, I'm all busy with work, Qi Fan, brother will accompany you well in the future. Okay?" Seeing An Qifan's smile, An Zhouli took the initiative to admit his mistake.
"Yeah." An Qifan smiled: "Brother, can you go out? I'm sorry to let you listen to this call."
An Zhouli nodded, took a cigarette and opened the door to go out, standing not far away to smoke.
An Qifan's gaze turned cold. He lowered his head and operated, transferring all the money on An Zhouli's phone to his bank card.
He couldn't transfer the company's account, and An Zhouli's company's account password was set separately, but the money in his personal account was enough for him.
An Qifan dropped the phone, turned around and got out of the car quietly, opened the trunk, and there were some sundries for daily use, as well as a pair of gloves and a wrench that he secretly hid.
He put on his gloves and returned to the car with a wrench, which he put under his feet.
After An Zhouli finished smoking, he turned his head to see that An Qifan had finished making phone calls, and then returned to the car.
An Qifan sat obediently with his head bowed.
An Zhouli comforted him a few more words, An Qifan nodded obediently, as if he knew he was wrong.
But when An Zhouli started the car, he suddenly picked up a wrench and smashed it hard on An Zhouli's head.
An Zhouli's body fell limply, and blood flowed out from the wound on his head.
An Qifan dropped the wrench, took down the driving recorder in the car, took out the memory card, opened the door and ran out.
Because An Qifan moved very quickly, there was no one on the side of the road, and no one noticed that a wounding incident had occurred inside.
An Qifan got out of the car smoothly, closed the door, and hurriedly ran.
As long as he crossed the road and entered the crowd, no one would be able to see him.
Before An Zhouli woke up, he took the money back and deposited it in someone else's card, and there was no problem at all.
Thinking of this, he frantically ran across the road.
Just as he was about to cross the road, he heard someone yelling, "Get out of the way, get out of the way!! Don't care if you hit someone to death—"
An Qifan suddenly turned his head, and saw an overloaded locomotive rushing towards him at a high speed.
"Boom——————"