There was no sound in the morgue, and the smell of formalin filled every inch of the space. Time seems to have stood still and no longer flows.
Huai Kebing lay on a morgue, covered with a white shroud from head to toe. The wealth and status he had, the vanity and women he had, the mansions and cars he had, everything he owned was gone.
Even if a king has everything, what can he take with him after death
A pit, a pile of soil, nothing more.
The door to the morgue opened, and a man and a woman walked in from the door.
The woman is wearing a white Tang suit and holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums. She is about in her early fifties, but her figure and skin are well maintained. She looks like a woman in her thirties, and her charm is still there. There was no expression on her face and her eyes were empty.
This woman is Huai Kebing's mother, Tang Huaiyu.
The most painful thing for a woman is the pain of losing a child, and she is now in this heartbreaking pain. But she was different from other women. She didn't cry or feel grief-stricken. She just stood in front of the morgue, quietly looking at her son covered by the shroud, without making any sound. , as quiet as a wax statue.
Tang Jiu, who accompanied Tang Huaiyu in, kept silent for several minutes. Finally, he couldn't bear the weird atmosphere and said cautiously: "Senior sister, do you want me to reveal it to you?"
Tang Huaiyu said nothing.
"Sister?"
Only then did Tang Huaiyu make a sound, "Yes."
Tang Jiu said: "I'll lift the cloth and you can see the best of the young master."
Tang Huaiyu nodded.
Tang Jiu carefully opened a quarter of the shroud.
Huai Kebing's face and neck were exposed. They were black and swollen, completely deformed, like a mushroom. His eyes were wide open with anger and determination.
Tang Jiu said: "I can recognize the flying needles and poison darts on the young master at a glance. They are all poisoned hidden weapons from our Tang Sect. However, I did not tell the police. If I told the police that the hidden weapons came from our Tang Sect, , we will be in trouble." After a pause, he added, "I asked the boss about this, and he also said not to tell the police that the hidden weapon was ours, nor to tell the police what kind of poison the young master was. "
Tang Huaiyu looked at the big-headed son on the morgue and suddenly said, "Two poisonous needles in our Tang Sect can kill a person, and one dart can kill a person. Why did the murderer stab my son so many times?" Needles? So many escorts? Tell me how much he hates my son?"
Tang Jiu couldn't answer this question. He felt guilty and did not dare to look into Tang Huaiyu's empty eyes.
Tang Huaiyu asked again, "Is there no news about our ancestors yet?"
Tang Jiu shook his head again, "So far, no."
"Is the sky going to fall? Then let it fall." Tang Huaiyu said to herself. She walked to the morgue and placed the bouquet of white chrysanthemums on Huai Kebing's chest, then bowed her head and kissed Huai Kebing. forehead.
Huai Kebing wouldn't feel anything, he still had his eyes wide open and refused to rest in silence.
Tang Huaiyu stretched out his hand to cover Huai Kebing's eyes and said softly, "Son, Mom knows you are not willing to give in. You are so pitiful when you are alone on the road to hell... Don't worry, Mom will avenge you, just close your eyes." Bar."
She wiped her hand down.
Huai Kebing's angry eyes closed.
Tang Huaiyu pulled up the shroud and covered Huai Kebing's face.
A few seconds later, Tang Huaiyu took out a mobile phone and dialed a number. When the call was connected, she choked with sobs: "How long are you going to run away? The sky of the Tang family is about to collapse..."
After the charity dinner, Ning Tao sent Zhao Wushuang and Fan Huaying to the hotel.
In this charity auction, Ning Tao sold eighteen bottles of beauty balm, each worth 100,000 yuan, for a total of 1.8 million yuan. However, this is not all the income from the charity dinner. There are also generous donations from several wealthy businessmen and celebrities after seeing doctors.
The wealthy businessman with an old prostate disease, after Ning Tao's acupuncture treatment, urinated in the bathroom in a straight line that had not been seen for more than 30 years. He was so excited that he directly donated one million yuan to charity. The wealthy businessman who had a blood clot in his leg, after Ning Tao's acupuncture treatment, the pain in his leg disappeared and his leg was no longer lame. He also donated 500,000 yuan. And those celebrities, after verifying Ning Tao's miraculous medical skills, also donated generously, with the total donation reaching 2.3 million. Including the 1.8 million from the sale of beauty balm, the total income of this charity dinner was 4.1 million, which was considered a complete success.
Ning Tao sent Zhao Wushuang to the door of the room where she was staying, and then said to Zhao Wushuang and Fan Huaying: "Wushuang, brother Huaying, it's getting late. You should rest early. It's time for me to go back."
Fan Huaying smiled and said, "You are trying to burn bridges. Wushuang and I have been busy all night for your charity dinner. Are you leaving without having a drink with us?"
Ning Tao was a little embarrassed, "I'm worried that you are tired."
Zhao Wushuang said with a smile: "I have to fly to the crew for filming tomorrow morning. It's rare to see me, so just have a drink with me and have a chat before leaving."
Ning Tao said: "Okay, then I will stay and have a drink with you and chat."
Fan Huaying said: "I'll go get some drinks, you guys go in first."
Ning Tao said: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Zhao Wushuang opened the door with the room card. Behind the door was a magnificent presidential suite. There was also a bubble bath near the large balcony. You could enjoy the bubble bath while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountain city. Only a big star like her can afford this kind of room. If Ning Tao were to stay in a hotel, he would definitely choose the cheapest standard room.
"Brother Ning, please sit down first and I'll change clothes." Zhao Wushuang said. She was still wearing the evening dress from the charity dinner. It was too gorgeous and formal for a drink with friends.
Ning Tao said: "Go, the environment here is good, I will go to the balcony to have a look."
Zhao Wushuang went into the bedroom to change clothes, and Ning Tao came to the balcony.
The night sky is as clean as water, and the stars in the dark blue sky are twinkling like grains of sand on the beach. There are countless stars.
Looking up at the vast starry sky, Ning Tao was thinking about the upcoming move of Tianwai Clinic on the next rent collection day. "There are mountains of corpses in the rift valley on that small island. Tang Tianren deserves to be the evil leader here. As soon as he died, the bamboo slips in his account book reminded him My clinic is moving. Is its trajectory based on a dangerous person somewhere?"
This "coordinates" guess reminded him of places like Syria, Somalia, and Afghanistan, and his heart suddenly became heavy.
Ding dong, ding dong.
"Brother Ning, please open the door. I haven't changed my clothes yet." Zhao Wushuang's voice also came from the bedroom.
"Okay, I'll open the door. Brother Huaying probably brought the wine." Ning Tao said, and he walked over and opened the door.
The person standing outside the door was not Fan Huaying, but a hotel waiter who brought wine. He brought two bottles of wine, one bottle of Lafite wine. Although it was not a collection of wines such as 1986 or 1976, at least it was. Worth thousands. There's also a bottle of Scotch whiskey, which doesn't look cheap.
The waiter brought two bottles of wine, opened the red wine, poured the red wine into the decanter, said "Sir, please use it slowly" and left.
Ning Tao stopped him and asked, "Excuse me, where is the person who ordered the wine?"
The hotel waiter said: "I'm sorry, I don't know. Is there anything else you need, sir?"
Ning Tao shook his head, feeling a little puzzled. Didn't Fan Huaying say he was going to get some wine? The wine came, but the other person disappeared. What was he doing
The hotel waiter walked out of the room and closed the door when he left.
There were footsteps behind him, and Ning Tao turned around. He was stunned and didn't know where to put his eyes.
Zhao Wushuang changed into a milky white nightgown, which was loose and soft in texture. The light in the room shines on her body, and the milky white nightgown is like the mist covering the two mountain peaks, which will be dispersed by the sun at any time, revealing the mysterious and magnificent scenery.
Although there were underwear to protect important parts of the nightgown, even so, for Ning Tao, who had never touched a woman before, the stimulation was still fresh.
Zhao Wushuang grinned, "Is it appropriate for me to dress like this?"
Ning Tao felt it was inappropriate, but he couldn't say it out loud. It would be too pretentious to ask someone to change it. But he quickly found an excuse, "Well, I went to see Brother Huaying. He ordered a drink, but he didn't come."
It was agreed that three people would drink, but now it was two people drinking. This situation was a bit inappropriate.
Zhao Wushuang said: "He is a busy man. He may receive a call from some big shot asking him to organize the game. Leave him alone. Let's drink first."
She walked to the dining table, picked up the decanter and poured two glasses of red wine, then returned to Ning Tao and handed him a glass, "Brother, I have never thanked you properly. I toast you this glass of wine."
After clinking the glasses, she raised her neck and drank the wine in the glass.
Ning Tao also calmed down and no longer thought about why Fan Huaying didn't come. He also drank the red wine in the glass.
The alcohol content of the red wine was not high, but the alcoholic content came quickly, and a blush appeared on Zhao Wushuang's cheeks in an instant. Her skin was already white enough, but with a touch of crimson, it didn't look like it was worn out.
Everyone gets drunk without being drunk. Ning Tao was attracted by her beauty and had the urge to do something.
The two sat on the sofa, drinking and chatting. After a while, the bottle of red wine was emptied, and the bottle of scotch was also drained by one-third. Although there was nothing wrong with Ning Tao, his special spiritual power gave him the real ability to stay drunk for a thousand cups, but Zhao Wushuang was drunk. His delicate face and neck were covered with drunken crimson, and his skin was as if he was drunk. The cherry blossoms in March are extremely fresh.
"You have drunk enough. Stop drinking. I will send you to rest." Ning Tao said.
"I'm not drunk, I can still drink... cluck..." Zhao Wushuang's tongue trembled a little, and when she spoke, her body tilted and fell into Ning Tao's arms.
With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, strong stimulation swept through every nerve of Ning Tao. It was like a fire was ignited in his lower abdomen, which made him uncomfortable. He had to find something to extinguish the fire in order to feel comfortable.
However, Zhao Wushuang reached out and hooked his neck, a pair of red lips slightly pursed, and the eyes in his beautiful eyes were blurred.
She said nothing, but even a blind person could see that this was a sign for a kiss.
This signal undoubtedly poured oil on the fire in Ning Tao's belly, making it burn even more intensely.
Ning Tao's mouth was dry.
Kiss her and...
That's obviously fine.
After struggling internally for a few seconds, Ning Tao suddenly picked up Zhao Wushuang and walked to her bedroom.
Zhao Wushuang lay in his arms without opening his eyes, but his chest was obviously rising and falling faster than before, and his breathing was obviously shorter. With this reaction, she seemed to realize what was about to happen, and those related imaginations and impulses made her nervous and shy.
After entering the room, Ning Tao put Zhao Wushuang on the bed, pulled the quilt over her, then turned and left the bedroom.
Zhao Wushuang sat up from the bed and opened her mouth to stop him, but her lips slowly closed again.
After walking out of Zhao Wushuang's room and standing in the corridor, Ning Tao stopped, then turned around and walked towards Zhao Wushuang's door. Hesitantly came to the door. When he reached out and grabbed the doorknob to open the door, he found that there was no door jam. Can't open it at all...
"You don't even have this bit of courage. You deserve to be single and starve to death." Ning Tao said this, but he didn't know if he was saying it to himself or to himself. Said in a certain part.