Love You To The Bones

At 4 a.m., the diamond five-star hotel in the center of Coconut City.

The tar smell of several big men smoking crazily accumulated in the room, choking my nose.

Shen Bai followed Ji muyuan behind. Both of them came in with a big bag of steaming food in their hands. They saw that in the huge living room, only song Zijian crossed his legs and lay on the coffee sofa, smoking and brushing his microblog. Ji muyuan asked with his eyebrows, "where's Zichuan?"

Song Zijian replied without raising his head, "in the bathroom. I think I'm going to take a cold bath to wake up."

On the plane, he couldn't stay sleepy. It was Shen Zichuan who slept all the way to Yecheng airport. According to Shen Bai, he didn't close his eyes at all. Now he arrived in Yecheng and didn't sleep. He wanted to find Fang Xiaoran's whereabouts as soon as possible.

People are not made of iron. If they are ruined like this, they will be finished sooner or later!

Ji muyuan screwed up his dark eyebrows and sighed heavily.

Shen Bai's eyes were red. "Song Dashao and Ji Dashao, you are all good friends of Mr. Shen. Please persuade him more. His body is the most important thing, and it's also the cost of finding his wife. Thank you!"

"Thank you. If you don't say these words, we'll try our best to persuade brother Zichuan, but he just thinks we're talking nonsense. What can we do? It's useless. We didn't find Fang Xiaoran and didn't say anything."

Song Zijian shook his head.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud bang in the bedroom. Then, the man's gloomy hum came into several men's ears.

"Something happened to Zichuan!"

Ji muyuan was quick. He was the first to run in. He saw the man with stomach pain and high fever almost fainting, half lying on the door of the bathroom, his narrow eyes quietly closed and his face was pale.

This time I rushed to Yecheng. Because Shen Zichuan was unwell, I took two doctors with me, an attending doctor and an assistant.

Song Zijian hurried to the opposite room and banged on the door. He shouted to the doctors and urgently gave first aid to Shen Zichuan.

When he got on the electric shock instrument, he hit Shen Zichuan's chest heavily. Soon, the man who lost his blood color and became tired and white resumed his breathing.

Shen Bai looked at Shen Zichuan, who used to be noble and cold, so thin that the skeleton of his chest was sunken. A big man suddenly couldn't help crying, "Mr. Shen, why do you bother?"

"I... nothing."

Shen Zichuan suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, coughed fiercely for a while, panting and weak, "do you have any news about her?"

"She, do you want to die now?"

Ji muyuan's hot temper, bent over to help Shen Zichuan up and threw him on the bed in the bedroom, "Zichuan, take medicine and take a hanging needle first. When your temperature drops, you have to find Fang Xiaoran. Go ahead. I don't care about you any more!"

The man lying on his back in the big bed twisted his long eyebrows, slowly closed his congested eyes, and never said a word again.

Seeing that Shen Zichuan was no longer engaged in the situation, song Zijian quickly stretched out his hand and pulled the called attending doctor over, "you, hurry, give him an injection and take medicine."

The attending doctor recognized that the man whose face was more ugly than the dead was song Zijian's good friend and the top celebrity in Tongcheng. He didn't dare to neglect. According to the actual condition, he quickly prepared the drugs and handed them to the anxious Shen Bai. "Please feed these drugs to Mr. Shen. The fever can be reduced in two or three hours."

The man with a gloomy and cold breath was frightening. The attending doctor trembled and didn't have the courage to approach.

Shen Bai nodded and took it in his hand. After skillfully feeding Shen Zichuan, he was suddenly shocked to find that something had happened to his boss's left hand. The back of his white hand didn't know when a sharp sawdust was stuck in it. The dazzling blood fell on the white sheet bit by bit.

"Doctor, Mr. Shen's hand is also hurt. Deal with it quickly."

The attending doctor pushed the assistant up. The assistant trembled and took out a pointed forceps. "Mr. Shen, it hurts a little. You can bear it!"

In full view of the public, the assistant didn't dare to be careless. He pointed the sharp end of the tweezers at the wound and quickly drilled into Shen Zichuan's skin and muscles

Song Zijian felt pain and couldn't help hissing. The man lying there didn't move his eyebrows.

After dealing with Shen Zichuan's condition and wound, the attending doctor, including his assistant, was sent back to the presidential suite opposite by song Zijian.

After nearly 50 hours without sleep, Shen Zichuan finally closed his eyes and gradually fell into a coma under the strong effect of the medicine.

At this point, Shen Bai finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Shen finally has a rest. If he continues to endure like this, I'm really afraid that he will..."

"Hey, me too. I'm really worried that brother Zichuan will hang up like this. Fang Xiaoran has become an ownerless woman. It's cheaper than Xiao Jingcheng's two forced goods!" Song Zijian nodded.

Listening to this guy's nonsense, Ji Mu glared at him fiercely, "shut up! If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

After being yelled at, song Zijian climbed back to the sofa and continued to brush his microblog.

Xiaojizi yelled at him, whining. Only beautiful women and gossip entertainment can cure his seriously hurt little heart at the moment.

Brushing and brushing, what suddenly appeared in Song Zijian's pupil was a long haired woman squatting in the drugstore, showing only half of her side face, dressing up her wound and silently crying.

The blogger only typed one line: on the night shift tonight, a beautiful and haggard woman came to buy iodine and gauze. Suddenly, she squatted on the ground and cried in collapse and despair. There is no easy word in the adult world. Encourage her!

It takes no effort to find anywhere in the world.

Staring at the beautiful and familiar back of the woman with long hair, song Zijian's mind is only full of "sleeping slots"!

"Fang Xiaoran, Xiao Jizi, I found the woman of brother Zichuan."

"Zijian, you should contact the blogger right away and be sure to get the specific address in the shortest time. Fang Xiaoran must live near the pharmacy." staring at Xiaoran's side face at the top of the mobile phone screen, Ji muyuan immediately decided, "Shen Bai, give me a hand to carry Zichuan into the car and let him continue to rest. Once we get the specific address, we will start immediately!"

At 10 a.m. on April 12, Fang Xiaoran and Xiao Jingcheng appeared in a high-end real estate community.

She really liked the sun and warmth of the city. She decided to listen to Xiao Jingcheng's suggestion and buy a house. As for the money, she borrowed it from him first and returned it to him when she earned it later.

For convenience, Fang Xiaoran did not choose the first-hand house that needs to be decorated by herself, but chose the second-hand house that can be checked in directly.

"Jingcheng, this set is not bad. That's it."

The two bedrooms and one living room on the sixth floor is small, but the layout is very warm and beautiful. Even the pattern is similar to the guest room she has lived in for four years. Fang Xiaoran likes it at a glance.

"OK, buy it if you like."

After following the intermediary lady downstairs, to the sales hall, Xiao Jingcheng very readily paid for the bill.

Fang Xiaoran smiled and nodded at him, "agreed, I only pay back the capital. You can't charge me a penny of interest."

"Shit, dear Ranran, in your eyes, I am such a person who is not enough friends. You hurt my heart too much!"

Xiao Jingcheng put one hand on Fang Xiaoran's shoulder and covered his chest with the other. He deliberately frowned and pretended to be hurt.

"Ha ha, don't tease me. I can't stop laughing."

They just walked out of the door of the community. Facing the street opposite, they slowly stopped a spacious silver gray business car.