Nie Haicheng's body was really dying. After walking around in the flower room, he was already sweating and his hands and feet were shaking. If Nie Rong hadn't been helping him to block the camera, he would have been noticed by the audience long ago. A quarter of an hour later, Lin Dan relieved the siege and said, "Just now, the old gentleman said that there is still urgent work to do. Now that it's almost twelve o'clock, I won't leave you."
"Okay, the old man will go first. If you change your mind and want to sell orchids, please let me know." Nie Haicheng said goodbye politely, and was helped by his grandson to board the car. However, when he stepped on his legs, he stumbled for some reason and almost fell.
Nie Rong blushed with anxiety, but some people with ulterior motives stared at the computer screen and sneered complacently.
"I'm fine. I'm getting old and my eyesight is not good. I didn't see a pedal here." Nie Haicheng turned around and smiled at Lin Dan, and he seemed to be in good condition.
Lin Dan nodded and said, "You always take care."
The car drove away, and after leaving Xiaotian Village, Nie Haicheng immediately opened the wooden box and took out a pill the size of a broad bean.
Nie Rong hesitated: "Grandfather, do you really want to take these medicines? What if there is human flesh and mouse feces in it?" At this point, his Adam's apple moved, and he felt a little nauseous.
After several hours by plane, several hours by car, another hour in the cabin, and a few laps in the flower room, Nie Haicheng's body couldn't take it anymore. At this time, his face was like golden paper, he was panting like a cow, and his chest was heaving violently, as if his heart would explode at any time. He wanted to speak, but opened his mouth and let out a suffocating breath.
The turbid air was contaminated with the smell of rotten internal organs, making Nie Rong's eyes red. He did not dislike his grandfather's stench all over his body, because he knew that only people who were dying would do this. Their bodies had begun to decompose and rot from the inside, a fact that no medical technology could change.
People die when they get old, this is an irresistible law of nature.
"Uncle Li, drive the car faster!" Nie Rong shouted eagerly, then hugged his grandfather's frail body and encouraged each and every: "Grandpa, hold on for a while, we will go back soon. You get on a ventilator, you open your mouth."
When people are about to go into shock, they will clench their teeth unconsciously, so Nie Haicheng doesn't know how to open his mouth at all. He stared hard at the pill in his hand, his eyes full of desire to survive. Nie Rong couldn't bear it in his heart, and finally took out a pill, pryed open his teeth and forced it in, and then slowly poured him water. I don't know what the pill was made of, it turned into a brown liquid shortly after the entrance, and slid down the throat into the stomach.
Nie Haicheng closed his eyes and seemed to relax, but his body was still twitching. Nie Rong took out his mobile phone and called his trusted subordinates and asked them to send a helicopter to pick them up.
The news that grandfather was seriously ill was leaked by the private doctor, and even the medical records and medical records were sold to some people with ulterior motives. So when he went out, Nie Haicheng said that he would not allow his grandson to bring medical staff. However, it is an emergency now, and Nie Rong can no longer control what the outside world will speculate. He only wants his grandfather to live.
The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and as soon as there was a "hello" there, an old but strong hand grabbed Nie Rong's wrist, forcing him to hang up.
Nie Rong was startled, and when he looked back, he found that his grandfather was all right. He was drinking with a bottle of mineral water, and then let out a long sigh. This sigh carried a strong medicinal smell, completely diluting the rancid stench in his body.
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Nie Rong couldn't believe his eyes. Once my grandfather fell ill, he would be admitted to the ICU, and he had issued a critical illness notice several times. Over the years, he can't remember how many times he accompanied his grandfather to the hospital. But this time, my grandfather didn't need to wear an oxygen mask, insert a dialysis tube, or even go to the operating table. He just took a pill and he was completely relieved. It was a miracle.
"Butian Pill, the name is overbearing, and the medicinal effect is even more overbearing!" Nie Haicheng unscrewed another bottle of mineral water and sighed, "This medicine is like a fire, burning from my stomach into my limbs and blood, you Feel it, my hands are hot now, I have to take off a piece of clothing."
It was only in the late autumn, the temperature was still around ten degrees, and it was not completely cold. Nie Haicheng had already put on a down jacket and thermal underwear, and the air conditioner was still on in the car. Because his vitality has been cut off, and his blood is gradually cold, it can no longer provide him with any heat. But now, his cheeks are very rosy, and there is a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, not because of weakness, but because too violent anger is constantly washing his limbs.
Nie Rong reached out and touched it, and as expected, he found that his grandfather's always cold fingertips were very warm.
"Don't take off your clothes, be careful of catching a cold! As soon as you catch a cold, you will have to go to the ICU!" Before Nie Rong could finish speaking, Nie Haicheng had already taken off his down jacket, and was shaking his arms and laughing: "Xiao Rong, your grandfather, I have never I've never been so comfortable! The Tianmao Pill can really mend the broken sky, what effect do you think that Dazao Pill has
Nie Rong stupidly handed over the phone.
Nie Haicheng repeatedly explained to several confidants to find the medicine as soon as possible, and finally said slowly: "Don't wait until your Aunt Lin has prepared the medicine before we can express it here, it is too trivial. From now on, what do you have in your hand? The resources are what resources are provided for Angelica, understand?"
Nie Rong was about to nod, but Nie Haicheng changed his mind again and waved his hand: "No, you can't send all the resources to others, you have to send the best ones. You choose carefully and send them over, don't be shy."
"Grandpa, I understand, as long as our Nie family doesn't fall for a day, I will guarantee that Bai Zhilan will not be harassed by anyone in the entertainment industry." Nie Rong said with an oath.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Chinese medicine could be so miraculous. It's just a pill. Grandfather is like eating an elixir. If Dazao pills are made, what will the effect be? I'm still young, can I eat? How long can I live if I keep taking the medicine in a healthy state
Many thoughts crossed his mind, but it did not prevent him from putting Lin Dan at the top of the list of key contacts. In this world, you can buy anything with money, but life can't buy it. But what if there was someone who could give you a second, third, and even countless new lives
Of course, that is to put her on the altar and offer her up! Thinking of this, Nie Rong's brows were furrowed, and he was a little annoyed that he didn't respect Lin Dan enough when he was in the cabin. If he had known that she was someone with real skills, he would have put on the most humble attitude as soon as he entered the door.
Nie Haicheng saw through his psychology, drinking water comfortably, while comforting with a chuckle: "Don't think about it, your aunt Lin values her daughter the most, you treat Bai Zhilan better, she will lead you without you deliberately climbing up and making friends. Affection."
"I understand grandpa. If I remember correctly, the Chinese Golden Melody Awards ceremony will be held in a few days. Bai Zhilan seemed to be shortlisted before, but she was squeezed out because of too many negative news. I will give the organizing committee a call. Call, let them be fair and just." Nie Rong took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.
It is true that he used the words "fair and just" to describe Angelica's nomination. Bai Zhilan debuted for three years, and the album sales have already exceeded one million, which is unique in the extreme depression of the record industry. If she can't win the "Most Popular Female Singer of the Year", who else can? If she suffers, she suffers because she has no backstage, and her personality is too straightforward, and she doesn't know how to work hard.
Nie Haicheng, no matter what the superficial article, said directly: "Tell the organizing committee, if Bai Zhilan doesn't get the Queen of the Song Award, our Nie family will stop all sponsorship."
Nie Rong readily agreed.
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As soon as Bai Zhilan untied the knot, she was brought out by An Lang before she could get along with her mother, and the boss in her heart felt bad. The mountain road was still muddy, and she walked on one foot high with a dull expression on her face.
An Zishi was by her side uncharacteristically, supporting her waist and holding her arm from time to time, for fear that she would fall. Seeing a steep slope in front of him, he immediately squatted down and said softly, "Come up Lanlan, I'll carry you."
Bai Zhilan finally woke up and said in horror, "What do you call me?"
"Can't I call you Lan Lan?" An Zishi added solemnly, "That's what your fans call you."
"You're not my fan! Oh, I see, are you sympathizing with me? I have depression, not terminal illness. You know, I'm much better now, my mom hasn't abandoned me all these years, she I have been thinking about me, loving me, for me to climb out of the quagmire and become extremely powerful. As long as I think about this, I don’t hate myself at all. I don’t want to pick mushrooms, I want to go home with her.” Bai Zhilan said As he spoke, his eyes turned red again.
An Zishi sighed, then cupped the back of her head with his palm, comforting: "Don't cry, I don't sympathize with you, I just like you purely." This is the first time he has expressed his liking in front of the camera. girl. But strangely, his fans are not disgusted. As long as they have seen the pictures of Bai Zhilan and Lin Dan talking and embracing each other, there is no way anyone can hate this girl who is full of thorns on the outside but flowers blooming on the inside.
An Lang stood on the steep slope and shouted, "An Zishi, what happened to Lan Lan?"
Bai Zhilan forgot to cry and said shyly, "Why does President An call me Lanlan?"
"Don't call me President An, call me Uncle An. Come up and I'll pull you." An Lang stretched out his hand.
Bai Zhilan bypassed An Zishi and used An Lang's power to climb the steep slope. When approaching, she turned off the radio and asked in a low voice, "Uncle An, what did Mr. Nie come to my mother for? Will it cause trouble for my mother?"
"It's okay, you have to trust your mother. And I'm still here, I won't let you guys have anything to do." An Lang rubbed Bai Zhilan's head with a very gentle smile.
[Ah! Mr. An laughed so well! Looking at his old father's eyes, is this really taking Bai Zhilan as his daughter?]
[An Zishi is telling jokes and acting as a crutch all the way, and it hurts to treat Bai Zhilan as his own sister. I am so envious of Angelica, I have a lot of relatives all of a sudden!]
The audience looked at this scene holding their faces, and felt their hearts melted.
Bai Zhilan's heart also trembled violently, but she didn't show it. She never knew what a father's love was. If there was such a thing as father's love in the world, it would probably be a hand reaching out to you in the mud; or a smile of infinite tolerance and a firm sentence of "I am here. "Bar
She lowered her head and quietly wiped her tears, but An Zhongying rubbed the back of her head a few times.
Just at this moment, Xiaoguo ran over with a mobile phone and shouted madly: "Sister Zhilan, hahahahaha, you are shortlisted, the organizing committee called you to attend the awards ceremony, hahahaha... "