Cheng Ji managed to fall asleep and survived the first night. When he woke up the next morning, the pain was much less.
After that, the wound seemed to recover by leaps and bounds, and it felt much better after every sleep. On the third morning, I could basically get out of bed without any difficulty. On the fourth morning, I felt that unless I coughed hard, my daily activities had resumed, so I insisted on being discharged from the hospital.
In order to be discharged from the hospital, he did gymnastics in front of the chief surgeon during the doctor's rounds, and was hugged by the doctor on his bed when he bent down.
"If you continue like this," the doctor on duty threatened, "I won't remove your stitches in a week!"
"I'm fine now, I want to be discharged from the hospital." Cheng Ji begged.
"You're not well yet, Mr. Qi won't let you leave the hospital."
"I'm fine!"
The doctor pinched his wound.
"Ah!" he screamed, "Are you a doctor? How can you treat a patient like this?!"
"You can't leave the hospital if it hurts."
"I'm poor."
"Mr. Qi just recharged your hospital account with 100,000 this morning."
Cheng Ji was shocked: "I only had three stitches, could it be that one stitch costs 33,000?!"
"You don't even think about how deep the wound is. The extra money will be returned to you after the discharge settlement."
Cheng Ji waved his hands: "It will be returned to whoever paid it. I don't want anything. I just want to be discharged from the hospital. Please do it for me quickly, otherwise when Qi Beisong's gang comes, I won't be able to leave!"
The doctor was so annoyed by him that he had no choice but to ask him to sign a bunch of waivers and wrote him a discharge summary.
Cheng Ji cut in line to complete the formalities, then rushed out of the hospital gate carrying his luggage and wearing a waist brace.
The wound still hurt a little when he ran, but he really couldn't stay in the VIP ward any longer. The situation of Ms. Cheng was even worse!
According to Wang Beifeng's report, Ms. Cheng has been neither better nor worse for the past four days. She has not woken up nor died, but Cheng Ji is worried and wants to go back to check on her.
Stepping into the familiar and dilapidated gate of Changkang Hospital, he felt a warm feeling of being home. The nurses came up to him and asked where he had been these days. He smiled awkwardly and said that he had a minor accident and was hit by an electric bike.
The nurses felt sympathetic and asked, "Kid, why didn't you be more careful?"
Cheng Ji said that being careful was useless, he would just be unlucky.
The nurse said, "Well, I know you have no money, but you can't steal other people's electric bikes."
"… "
Cheng Ji thought, do I look like someone who steals electric bikes
He walked towards the ward while wondering what was going on and ran into Wang Beifeng in the corridor.
Wang Beifeng immediately hugged him: "Fuck! Are you okay?!"
He smiled and said, "It's okay."
Wang Beifeng said, "I heard about it all. Zhao Xiaojing actually dared to stab you with a knife! You're quite good at fighting, so why didn't you kill him?"
Cheng Ji got angry when he heard this. If Zhao Xiaojing's follower "Liangzi" hadn't been guarding Changkang Hospital that day and threatening him with Ms. Cheng's safety, he would not have been subdued so easily!
"It's still not too late to do it now!" he said angrily.
Wang Beifeng put his arm around his shoulders and walked into the ward: "Don't worry, your mother has been doing well these past two days. The doctor said there has been no deterioration."
Cheng Ji thanked him, and Wang Beifeng deliberately said with a straight face: "It's so annoying to keep thanking you. We are brothers, no need to thank you! But..."
"But what?"
"Tell Lao Qi a thank you when you have time." Wang Beifeng said, "I heard from Chen Chuan that he was very worried about you during your hospitalization."
Cheng nodded.
During these two days, he thought about it while lying on the hospital bed. It should be said that Qi Beisong saved his life. If that man had not turned the car around in time to intercept him, he would probably have bled to death in Zhao Xiaojing's car.
Let's put one thing in perspective. Qi Beisong made mistakes but also did some good things for himself. His merits and demerits offset each other, so the story between him and Lao Qi can be considered over.
Wang Beifeng said: "This incident has really pissed off Lao Qi. Since he is really worried about you, don't hit him anymore!"
Cheng Ji smiled brightly: "I didn't mean to hit him, he just came to me on his own."
"Remember to show mercy next time." Wang Beifeng also smiled.
Cheng Ji wanted to show mercy, but Qi Beisong had not appeared in front of him in the past two days.
To be honest, I miss you quite a bit. After all, I've gotten used to seeing you every day during those days.
Cheng Ji's waist was not flexible and he looked stiff sitting next to the bed. Ms. Cheng was still the same, with an oxygen tube in her nose, her face pale and calm, and her chest slightly rising and falling.
Wang Beifeng said, "Speaking of that bastard Zhao Xiaojing, he hurt you, and Boss Lei went to ask for your medical expenses, but he refused to pay a penny and hid in his mistress's house! His mistress has a bad reputation in the circle, so it was inconvenient for Boss Lei to chase her, so he had to give up. I didn't expect that Zhao Xiaojing would not only hide himself, but also bring a few of his men to hide with him. What do you think those men and women are doing in the small villa? It's so fucking dirty!"
"Mistress?" Cheng Ji asked. "Money?"
"You don't know, right? Although Zhao Xiaojing is the same age as Lao Qi, he has been married and divorced twice, and his mistresses can at least form a reinforced platoon..."
"No, no, no!" Cheng Ji interrupted and asked, "You mean Zhao Xiaojing didn't compensate me?"
"No."
"…" Cheng Ji took out the so-called "Zhao Xiaojing compensation" bank card, "Whose is this?"
Wang Beifeng took a look and asked, "Did Lao Qi give it to you?"
"Um."
"Then this is Lao Qi's."
"ah?"
Wang Beifeng also took out a card: "Isn't this from the same batch as my salary card? The number is almost the same. Lao Qi is a super super super VIP of this bank. This card with this pattern was specially customized for him last year. Only 20 cards were made in total, and they were all issued to us. The golden tabby cat on the card is the one Lao Qi's mother raised. Her name is Fat Lili!"
"..." Cheng Ji held the card and dared not move.
"What did Lao Qi say when he blocked you?" Wang Beifeng asked.
"He told me to swipe as much as I wanted, enough to buy a car..."
"???"
Wang Beifeng created a group.
Wang Beifeng: Does Lao Qi’s Fat Lilika have any other function
Chen Chuan: What is the function
Zhao Jiarui: Fat Lili is dead
Chen Chuan: You are the one who died!
Zheng Haiping: What are you doing? You're asking me to do it again! Why don't you ask Lei Jing to do it
Wang Beifeng: Lao Qi gave Cheng Ji a Fat Lili card and asked him to buy a car.
Zhao Jiarui: Ah, isn’t that the salary card? That means Lao Qi wants to recruit Xiao Cheng!
Wang Beifeng: Oh, that makes sense. It turns out it was an exceptional recruitment!
Chen Chuan: …
Zheng Haiping: …
Zheng Haiping left the group chat
Chen Chuan: You two are just so stupid.
Chen Chuan left the group chat
…
Qi Beisong soon found out about Cheng Ji's discharge from the hospital, and he didn't say much. He seemed to be avoiding Cheng Ji intentionally or unintentionally these days. He had something on his mind and needed to think more about it.
Cheng Ji held his card in his pocket, feeling both nervous and innocent. The password was on the back of the card, which was said to be Pang Lili's birthday. Cheng Ji checked and found that there was 500,000 yuan in the card.
The five hundred thousand came in strange circumstances, and he dared not spend a penny of it. He just waited to get it back intact.
In the next few days, he became familiar with Wang Beifeng, Chen Chuan and Lei Jing. Especially Wang Beifeng and Chen Chuan, they had lost their guard against each other and could talk about anything.
Wang Beifeng is honest, Chen Chuan is cheerful, Lei Jing is steady, and Zheng Haiping, who he only met once, is also elegant and mature. Cheng Ji sometimes thinks: These people around Qi Beisong are all good. If birds of a feather flock together, does it mean that Master Qi is not so bad
He almost forgot that the world he was reborn into was once a book, and Qi Beisong's coercion was just a melodramatic plot in the book, mainly for abuse. But now the plot of the book has disappeared, Qi Beisong has even lost the object of abuse, so it is normal for his personality to change.
On the seventh day after the injury, Cheng Ji felt better and was anxious to have the stitches removed. The doctor reluctantly agreed because of his young age, and while removing the stitches he emphasized that he should have waited ten days.
After coming out of the hospital, Cheng Ji was fully recovered, with only a Y-shaped pink scar left on the back of his waist. He was refreshed, in high spirits, and ready for revenge.
Of course he wants revenge. Do you really think he is a saint
He asked Chen Chuan: "Do you have a gun? Lend it to me."
Chen Chuan understood immediately: "Want to deal with Zhao Xiaojing? I agree! Wait!"
"I hit him on the knee." Cheng Ji grinned.
However, when he really found the gun, Cheng Ji hesitated, and finally returned it, saying, "It's better not to see blood."
"He made you bleed!" Chen Chuan said, "The logic of this world is to fight violence with violence and give a tooth for a tooth. He made you stay in the hospital for four days and get stitches for seven days, and you retaliated in the same way. Do you understand?"
Cheng Ji said: "I'm afraid it will cause trouble for the police."
Chen Chuan thought: The trouble you caused to the police was not big. You called the police falsely and got Lao Qi in jail, but Lao Qi was brought to justice. The people who arrested him were later criticized by the chief, who was then criticized by the director.
"It's okay, Lao Qi will help you!" Chen Chuan said, "But the police can't deal with Zhao Xiaojing, so just resort to lynching."
"Where is Zhao Xiaojing's home?" Cheng Ji asked.
Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "If Zhao Xiaojing, that bastard, hadn't been reborn in the right place, he would have been a waste. Of course, he is still a waste now, just wearing the skin of a so-called company boss."
"He owns at least ten shell companies, all named something like 'Internet', 'Culture', 'Technology', 'Games', etc. Their main purpose is to be cool and nice when picking up girls. He is just a stinky son of a rich family who relies on his father's wealth. For example, at this time - 9 am - he must still be sleeping with a girl in his arms, so knowing where his home is is useless. You have to check the homes of all his girls, not including those who have sex with him for free."
Cheng Ji asked: "Then it's hard to find?"
Chen Chuan squinted his eyes: "It's difficult for us to find it, but it won't be difficult for someone else to find it."
Cheng Ji immediately understood: "Qi Beisong?"
"Zhao Xiaojing has always respected Lao Qi since he was a child." Chen Chuan said, "So no matter how he acted in the past, Lao Qi was too embarrassed to really quarrel with him. He didn't want to hit his little fan. Lao Qi was helpless. People can't choose their own background. What kind of background determines what kind of friends you have. Don't you understand what kind of temperament those yamen have?"
Cheng Ji said nothing.
Chen Chuan urged: "Get Lao Qi to join the group! He is also very angry with Zhao Xiaojing this time."
"Old Qi doesn't hit little fans." Cheng Ji said.
"But not necessarily for you." Chen Chuan said with a hint of meaning.
Cheng Ji didn't understand what he meant, and thought about it alone. Finally, he made up his mind and asked Qi Beisong to join him.
Qi Beisong has not appeared in front of him these days, but fortunately with Chen Chuan and others around, it is not difficult to find Young Master Qi.
Qi Beisong didn't want to answer the strange call, but when he saw the other party called twice in a row, he picked up and said, "Hello?"
"Mr. Qi," Cheng Ji said, "I."
Qi Beisong was quite surprised that Cheng Ji actually took the initiative to call him. It was like the sun had risen from the west! If it were ten days ago, this would be tantamount to a criminal turning himself in!
"You actually have a cell phone?"
"Yes, I have."
"Then why have I never seen you use it?"
Cheng Ji thought: … I’m just afraid of being located by you.
He briefly explained his intention and said, "Just help me find Zhao Xiaojing, don't worry about the rest."
Qi Beisong asked: "How are you going to deal with him?"
Cheng Ji hasn't made up his mind yet, and is currently only considering hanging Zhao Xiaojing up and giving him a beating.
"Zhao Xiaojing is my childhood friend. Why should I help you find him?" Qi Beisong pretended to negotiate the terms, but in fact he was hoping Cheng Ji would take action!
Cheng Ji had thought about this: "As long as you help me vent my anger, you can do whatever you want in the future!"
"…" Qi Beisong asked, "What do you mean?"
"You can hit me as you like." Cheng Ji said.
Qi Beisong knew it!
To others, this sentence sounds like a confession, but the straight men don't feel anything at all and never understand that their words are ambiguous!
"No!" Qi Beisong was so angry that he wanted to hang up the phone.
Lately, his heart has been in turmoil and his thoughts have been wandering, but he has already come up with a basic direction and decided to stay away from straight men.
No matter how handsome a straight man is or how much you like him, he is still a straight man. Even if you break him into a paper clip at the time and he suddenly bounces off you later, he might even stab you and make you bleed all over the floor in excruciating pain. Anyway, there is no shortage of people around Qi Beisong.
Cheng Ji called out, "Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Qi, brother! Brother!"
This is quite new. Cheng Ji actually calls him brother in a servile manner. Doesn't he usually call him "Boss" verbally but curse him as "trash" in his heart
"explain."
"Brother, please, I can't suffer for nothing! Besides, why should I suffer?"
The implication is: Isn’t it all because of you
This sentence hit the nail on the head. Qi Beisong had originally felt guilty about this matter and often annoyed himself for talking too much and causing that idiot Zhao Xiaojing to interfere.
"Give me fifteen minutes," he said.
Fifteen minutes later, he called Cheng Ji back and said, "No. 17 Meihua Villa is nominally Zhao Xiaojing's mother's house. It's about 40 minutes' drive from you. Remember not to bring a knife with you on the subway."
Cheng Ji dropped his phone and quickly made preparations. He put a kitchen knife behind his waist and put a bundle of hemp rope, a roll of tape, several plastic cable ties, as well as gloves, sunglasses, masks, stockings, shoe covers and other necessary tools for committing the crime in his backpack. When everything was ready, he excitedly jumped into a taxi.
Unexpectedly, Qi Beisong was waiting for him on the road outside the villa area, still driving a Land Rover.
He sent the taxi away, went up to knock on Qi Beisong's car window, and asked, "What's the matter? Are you afraid that I'll accidentally kill Zhao Xiaojing?"
"On the contrary." Qi Beisong said, "The villa has security, and I'm afraid you won't be able to climb over the wall, so I want to send you in through the main gate."
Cheng Ji gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Qi, you are really smart!"
"What Mr. Qi?" Qi Beisong frowned.
"Yes, Mr. Qi is too unfamiliar!" Cheng Ji smiled, "Mr. Qi!"
"… "
Qi Beisong was still unhappy. The title "General" was almost as unfamiliar as "Mr. Qi". He wanted to hear Cheng Ji call him "Brother" a few more times.
"Get in the car," he ordered.
Cheng Ji opened the passenger door and got in. Qi Beisong didn't wait for him to sit down, pointed at a bag on the back seat and said, "Put on makeup."
"???"
Qi Beisong said: "If you don't put on makeup, Zhao Xiaojing won't open the door for you even if I'm here."
"I can avoid the camera." Cheng Ji said.
"You don't mind being annoying." Qi Beisong grabbed a wig and pressed it on his head. "Is your waist injury healed? Can you jump up and down?"
Cheng Ji took off the wig and was stunned after just one look: "... Long curls? You want me to dress up as a woman?"
"right."
Cheng Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Stop it."
"No trouble." Qi Beisong drove ahead, looking at the front. "If he found out that I brought a man with me, he wouldn't open the door for me. After all, girls are less threatening. If you lower your head, no one can see it."
"I don't want to do it. I want to climb over the wall." Cheng Ji threw the wig back into the back seat.
"There are several layers of electric fences on the walls of their house." Qi Beisong explained, "This house belongs to Zhao Xiaojing's mother. His mother and his father divorced more than ten years ago. His mother was a little traumatized at that time, and later she developed some paranoia and always felt that someone wanted to kill her, so the houses were made like military bases, full of security facilities."
He glanced at Cheng Ji and said, "This place is different from Shuiyue Villa that day."
Cheng Ji was troubled and silent.
Qi Beisong pursed her lips and said, "Put on some lipstick. I asked Zheng Haiping to buy it for me. He said this color is good and attractive to men."