My enemy's friend is my enemy, and my enemy's enemy is my friend.
But Qi Beisong obviously doesn't follow this logic.
He has the throne to inherit anyway, so he can use whatever logic he wants.
Lei Jing quickly changed the subject to prevent him from saying anything domineering and embarrassing himself.
"Beisong, you asked me to check his home address this morning. I found it and it matches the information on his ID card. It's in the old neighborhood of Gongren New Village."
"So he lives there?" Qi Beisong asked.
"For now."
"What's the meaning?"
Lei Jing said: "In order to raise money for her mother's medical treatment, he sold his only house, and the buyer was their downstairs neighbor, and the price was only half of the market price."
Qi Beisong understood immediately: "Neighbors are taking advantage of the situation to rob people?"
"Yes." Lei Jing said, "But the neighbor didn't do anything too harsh. He allowed them to continue living in the house until after the Spring Festival and move out after the first month of the lunar year. It is a local custom that we cannot move in the first month of the lunar year."
Qi Beisong said sternly, "Next time you see this neighbor, give him a good beating. What a jerk, bullying an orphan and a widow. Do you think you can make up for it with this little favor?"
Lei Jing wanted to ask, "Is the son of the Cheng family your enemy or your partner?" He managed to hold back.
"Let's go to his house tomorrow morning." Qi Beisong said, "Since he's not in the hospital, maybe he's at home. Let's try our luck."
"good."
Qi Beisong said: "When I saw him this morning, he seemed to be ill."
Lei Jing thought: You are sick, but you are still chasing people away? He thought of Cheng Ji's request for a "24-hour ceasefire", but was interrupted by Qi Beisong just as he was about to mention it.
"Just drive that Bentley Mulsanne." Qi Beisong added, "It's a nice new car of mine, but he insisted on telling the police there was a bomb inside. If I'm lucky enough to catch him tomorrow, I'll tie him up in the back seat and let him smell the gunpowder, then I'll make him take out a ready-made bomb for me!"
"… good."
Qi Beisong left anyway. He was transferred back by a phone call from Grandpa Qi. He didn't listen to his father, but listened to his grandfather, mainly because the old man was old and had just had a heart operation. He was afraid that he might accidentally anger the old man and hurt his body.
In the middle of the night, Cheng Ji's temperature rose again, and he finally admitted reluctantly that the fever was not caused by his broken nipple, but by a cold.
How long had it been since he had a fever due to a cold? He had had a fever due to an injury, and a fever due to pneumonia. Thinking about it now, it seemed like a lifetime ago - and since it was a lifetime ago, he decided not to be so depressed.
Thanks to his youth and the high temperature in the ward, he sweated a little and felt much better towards dawn.
He got up, dressed, and sneaked to the door of Ms. Cheng's ward to observe. He found that Lei Jing had left, and Qi Beisong was even less likely to be there. The person lying on the empty bed next door and snoring was Wang Beifeng.
Wang Beifeng was about 1.9 meters tall, and the small hospital bed could hardly accommodate him, so he slept with his feet hanging on the edge of the bed, fully clothed, and snoring loudly.
Cheng Ji thought that money and power were passports in any world. Just this group of people who were obviously not the patients' family members came and went every day with unfriendly faces, but the hospital didn't even dare to say a word. Maybe they were even cooperating with them to deal with him behind his back.
Wang Beifeng was sleeping soundly, so Cheng Ji walked over quietly and touched Ms. Cheng's forehead. He felt it was slightly warm and wet, just like yesterday. But the doctor reminded Cheng Ji that Ms. Cheng's urine output had decreased, so he asked Cheng Ji to pay attention.
For Ms. Cheng, organ failure was bound to happen, it was just a matter of time.
He sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, when suddenly Wang Beifeng muttered something in his sleep, which scared him so much that he crouched down. Fortunately, the brother showed no sign of waking up and continued to snore.
Cheng Ji came closer to look at Wang Beifeng. This guy had a rather rough look, not unlike the traditional handsome guy. He was more of a hunk.
Cheng opened his mouth and said to him silently, thank you!
No matter what Wang Beifeng's purpose was, he was grateful for him accompanying Ms. Cheng.
To be honest, it was not very pleasant to lie between two dying strangers (there was another unconscious old man in the ward). Wang Beifeng was willing to do this. Firstly, it showed that he was brave. Secondly, it showed that the salary Qi Beisong paid him was really high. Thirdly, it showed that he was loyal.
Cheng Ji likes loyal people, no matter who they are loyal to.
Cheng Ji packed up simply and left Changkang Hospital early in the morning. After breakfast, he took the bus to the Workers' New Village. He wanted to go home today.
He knew the house had been sold, but he just went there to try his luck because he found a bunch of keys on him. If he guessed correctly, they were the keys to the unit door of the old public housing unit and the anti-theft door of his home.
He briefly turned on his cell phone in the car. Both Xu Lele and Manager Zhou sent him messages. Xu Lele sent three or four messages, basically asking what happened and where he was.
Manager Zhou also sent three messages. The first one was, "What did you do to Master Qi?" The second one was, "Hide away and don't come out for the time being." The third one was, "I know your mother has been transferred to another hospital. You should settle down first. I will find time to visit you."
Tsk, so righteous!
Cheng Ji has been in this world for a few days. Although it has been a chaotic world and he is exhausted from dealing with it, he feels that although this world is as imperfect as the one in his previous life, it is also full of kindness. At least in these few short days, he has received far more help than harm.
Only Qi Beisong is a negative example, and no good points have been found in him so far.
After arriving at the Workers' New Village, he took his ID card and followed the map to find the house. The house was on the top floor of the fifth floor, and the windows were the kind of lattice windows that pushed outwards. The house was at least thirty years old.
The door to the unit in the corridor was a green iron door that was later installed uniformly by the community. Cheng Ji took out his key and selected a key to try to open it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the right one. He was greatly encouraged and ran upstairs with the key that seemed to be the anti-theft door. Sure enough, he opened the door of his house.
Cheng Ji was a little confused. The house had already been sold, so why did he still keep the key? Could it be that he hadn't handed it over yet
Little did he know that the person who took over the house was the neighbor downstairs. Because Ms. Cheng was seriously ill, they were allowed to move in later after the property was handed over, but the prerequisite was that Ms. Cheng could not die in the house, and her funeral could not be held here.
In other words, Cheng Ji is currently renting his own home.
The old public housing has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a small balcony, with an area of more than 50 square meters. Although the decoration is old, it is very tidy and full of traces of the life of mother and son.
Cheng Ji closed the door behind him and sighed slowly.
No one had been back for about a week, the doors and windows were closed, and there was a thin layer of dust on the table.
There are two rooms in total. The larger room belongs to the son. It has a desk and a bookcase filled with professional books. The smaller room belongs to the mother. There are many outdated skirts in the closet. She must have loved beauty when she was young.
The bathroom is covered with white tiles that were popular in the early years, and they still glow due to frequent cleaning; the bathtub is spotless, with only some indelible water stains under the faucet; the kitchen is cute and exquisite, with two rows of cabinets filled with pots and pans.
Cheng Ji rolled up his sleeves and began to rummage through the drawers looking for money!
Unfortunately, there was nothing, no cash, no passbook, not even any gold or silver jewelry of some value. Although the house was not completely bare, it only had some daily necessities left.
A poor family is worth a fortune, but the prerequisite is that no one in the family is sick!
He is now homeless, his mother is dying, he has no money in his card, and his enemies are extremely wealthy and powerful. He really doesn't know what to do in the future!
But he still didn't think there was anything wrong in saving Shen Zimo. There was no way around it if he offended Qi Beisong. He had to bear some cost of ruining the plot, right
As I said before, he compromises when he needs to compromise and is stubborn when he needs to be stubborn. Even if he is given another chance to choose, he will still break into private room 388 that night.
He finally found a small bag of tea in the refrigerator, and reluctantly boiled a pot of water for himself to make tea. Then he saw a half-new water heater, so he fumbled to open it and wanted to take a shower.
There was an old bathroom heater installed on the ceiling of the bathroom, which could not withstand the cold of late winter. He quickly took off his clothes and stood under the shower head to take a shower. Gradually, his body and the surrounding environment became warm. Because it was too comfortable, he stayed in the bathroom for a long time until he felt a little short of oxygen and then left.
As he was getting dressed, he heard someone knocking on the door.
He had very good ears and was sure that he had heard correctly, but he wondered who would come at this time? Besides, who else would come to his door
He moved slowly and deliberately, waiting for the knocking sound to die out on its own, but he didn't expect the other party to be so persistent and kept knocking.
There was no peephole on the door, and he didn't know who it was, so he had to open the door a crack. Unexpectedly, he was hugged by someone!
A man.
The other person's breath sprayed on the side of his neck: "Cheng Cheng!"
"… "
Cheng Ji pushed the man away, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Even though he was using the same body, he was exerting his strength differently now, and his hands had more power than before.
The man was pushed by him and staggered back two steps. He leaned against the door as if hurt, with pain and expectation in his eyes.
"Cheng Cheng, you finally agreed to see me. They said you dropped out of school. Where have you been these days? I've been looking for you!"
To be fair, he was a man of average looks, about the same age as Qi Beisong, probably around twenty-four or twenty-five, but thinner and more elegant than him.
"What do you want from me?" Cheng Ji said.
"Did you cut your hair?" the man asked.
Cheng Ji was confused and stared at him. His hair had not been dried yet and was dripping wetly, and his skin had become rosy from being steamed in the bathroom.
As a result, the other party rushed over again, hugged Cheng Ji tightly and said: "Cheng Cheng, you are so handsome! You are all in my mind, I can't forget you, love me again, okay?"
Another full basin of dog blood poured from Cheng Ji's head to his heels, so thoroughly and painfully that it washed away the little bit of heat he had just felt after taking a shower!
Hold…
No need to ask anything, it’s the original owner’s ex-boyfriend.