The night is deep.
Li Qing parked the car and walked into Mingtai hospital. He walked up the stairs, through the empty corridor and opened the door.
Hu Meng, the bodyguard, stood up from the sofa: "Mr. Li..."
Li Qing waved his hand, glanced at Qian liming on the hospital bed and asked faintly, "how is he?"
"Ha... Ha ha." Qian Liming raised his hand and motioned weakly, "brother."
Li Qing's eyelids jumped slightly: "ouch, are you awake?"
Hu Meng said, "our boss didn't wake up long, mainly because the medicine strength in the morning was too strong. The doctor said that too much dose is bad for his nerves. Let him sleep tonight, wake up if he can't sleep, and take the medicine tomorrow."
"Well, go back to the house and have a rest." Li Qing nodded, pulled a chair and sat by the bed. "I'll accompany him tonight and talk about something by the way."
"Hard work, Mr. Li." Hu suddenly leaned over. "I'm next door. You can tell me anything you want."
He turned and went into the next room.
Qian Liming blinked, moved his eyes from the ceiling to Li Qing, grinned and said, "brother, it's really bad for you to come back so late."
"Don't take it too seriously." Li Qingpi curled his lips, picked up an orange from the table and slowly peeled it off. "Han Ling, Xiao Mei, Lu Yun and other women are in the villa. It's so noisy that I have to be torn by them if I stay. I really have no place to go. I might as well come to accompany you."
"Ha ha..." Qian Liming laughed and coughed violently. "I didn't expect that you would be today... Are you going crazy by women?"
Li Qing patted his forehead, gently leaned against the back of the chair and breathed.
After a little silence, he said slowly, "what do you think?"
"Alas, my whole body aches and I feel a mess in my head..." Qian Liming grinned again. "My tongue is like a knot. It's hard to talk."
"Well, after this, it's estimated that we have to rest for some time."
Qian Liming gently moved his fingers by the bed, as if carelessly asking, "am I so happy that Qian Hanling is so happy?"
"Er..." Li Qing hesitated for a few seconds and stared at him without blinking. "To be exact, it doesn't seem very happy."
"Ha ha, I see." Qian Liming nodded gently. "She wants me to die more."
Li Qing thought of the picture of the young girl in her pocket. After thinking for a long time, she still didn't take it out. Qian Liming's mental state is not good recently. He decided to ask the reason again in a few days.
He turned to another topic: "how much do you remember about Dahuang town?"
Qian Liming shook his head: "it's a mess. I can't remember clearly."
"Can't you remember anything?" Li Qing leaned forward. "Any word or phrase."
Qian Liming blinked, as if he were trying hard to recall, but suddenly trembled.
"It really hurts." he slowly turned his head and his voice was hoarse and dry. "It really hurts. I can't stand it. I want to die..."
"Where does it hurt?"
"Headache, bone pain..." Qian Liming replied, and then he couldn't help but start to recite a series of numbers starting with PI, with a slight spasm.
"Old money, old money!" Li Qing leaned over and patted him on the arm.
"Ah?" Qian Liming woke up and stared at him. "Brother, am I going to die?"
"What nonsense!" Li Qing shouted angrily, "Lao Qian, wake up."
"Brother, I..." Qian liming, a big man, cried in front of him.
"You almost got it." Li Qing sat down by the bed and stuffed the orange in his hand into his choked mouth. "Hey, I'm so miserable that I don't intend to take revenge?"
Qian Liming swallowed his mouth and nodded hurriedly: "yes, revenge..."
"You help me think." Li Qing said slowly, "why do those people catch you? What's the purpose?"
"I can't remember..."
"If you can't remember, you have to think about it." Li Qingdao said, "the other party must want to get information from you. Now just tell me what information they want. I'll deal with the rest."
After waiting for a while, Qian Liming didn't say anything.
"Don't worry, remember slowly, tell me when you understand." Li Qing patted him on the shoulder, turned and sat down on the sofa in the corner, leaning there to doze off.
As time went by, Qian Liming suddenly screamed "ah" when Li Qing was sleepy.
Li Qing was startled and sat up straight from the sofa.
Hu Meng in the next lounge also heard the sound and rushed out in a panic: "boss! What's the matter with you!"
Qian Liming gasped and stared at the ceiling, his voice blurred: "I remember... I remember..."
Li Qingmei frowned, "what?"
"Lisa." Qian Liming's chest fluctuated violently, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes. "He asked me about Lisa..."
Li Qing's body suddenly stagnated, and it took a long time to get back to his mind. His face looked incredible: "what about Lisa son?"
"Yes, Lisa..." Qian Liming nodded hurriedly. "He has been asking me about Lisa..."
Li Qing moved forward and asked, "what did he ask?"
"He asked me... Asked me... I can't remember..." Qian Liming's body convulsed again and began to talk nonsense.
Li Qing hurried to the bedside, pressed him, pinched Qian Liming's chin and broke his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.
"Call the doctor and give him another shot of tranquilizer." Li Qing turned her head and ordered Hu Meng.
"Yes." Hu Meng nodded hurriedly and turned to call the doctor.
After a while, the doctor went into the ward and injected a tranquilizer into Qian Liming's body. The latter gradually calmed down and fell asleep.
The doctor pulled out the needle and said slowly, "Mr. Qian is highly sensitive and has great psychological pressure. Try not to stimulate him at this time."
"Yes, yes." Li Qing nodded repeatedly. "Yes, we are in a bit of a hurry. We must pay attention in the future."
"Yes." the doctor nodded and turned away from the ward.
"It's all right." Li Qing waved her hand and sat down again on the sofa.
He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, looking confused.
Why did Xing bin ask Qian Liming about Lisa? Is he really Demeter's man? What is the purpose?
Li Qing saw Qian Liming sleeping on the doctor's bed. Suddenly, he recalled his previous dialogue with Wen Yang and couldn't help thinking deeply.
Over the years, Qian Liming has kept frequent information exchanges with Lisa. It's not too much to say that he is the latter's eyes and ears. Does this also mean that he knows more about Lisa than himself?
Li Qing took a nap on the sofa in the corner. When it was almost dawn, he called Wen Yang and asked him and Qin WuChao to come to the hospital to find himself. Of course, take Qian Hanling, the little girl who makes trouble.
About an hour later, Qin WuChao pushed the door and came in: "ouch, Lao Qian..."
Li Qing quickly got up and pushed him out of the ward: "he's asleep. Keep your voice down."
"Hey, hey, I'm going to have a chat with him." Qin WuChao stretched his neck and looked at the ward, "is it serious? Why does it seem half dead?"
"Your own panda eyes haven't faded. Don't worry about others." Li Qing stretched out his hand, closed the door and turned to look at him, "where are Wen Yang and Han Ling?"
"It's downstairs. Neither of them can come up." Qin WuChao rubbed the bruises on his eyes and twitched at the corners of his mouth. "Brother, why did you suddenly come to the hospital? When did you come?"
"Last night," said Li Qingshu, "what happened after I left? Didn't they fight?"
"Oh." Qin WuChao suddenly sneered, "fight? Forget it. Anyway, when Wen Yang and I went to find Qian Hanling's little girl film, these women were talking and laughing together for breakfast. They were as good as sisters..."
Li Qing felt incredible: "true or false?"
"Of course it's true." Qin Wu Dynasty shook his head. "They were very noisy in the middle of the night, and we could hear news from so far away. Wenyang and I thought you were playing with them. This morning, Qian Hanling said that we knew that these women gathered in the house while you were gone."
"It's incredible." Li Qing said dully and went downstairs with the Qin and Wu dynasties.
When he turned the stairs, he glanced at the right hand of Qin Wu Dynasty and suddenly asked, "are you still used to it?"
The latter couldn't help but be stunned. He immediately understood and nodded with a smile: "it's good. Although it can't be compared with the past, it's already very easy to use."
Qin WuChao casually pulled off his gloves, showed Li Qing the prosthetic hand and said, "Lisa helped me contact the medical institution to make such a thing. It's really black technology. Although I don't feel it, with neural touch, I can still move my fingers and shoot enough."
When the voice fell, he hooked his finger and looked at Li Qing: "what do you think, brother? Isn't it amazing? It's said that this material is used in spaceships. It's light and hard, and the high-end material is very."
"Well," Li Qing nodded, "Lisa's heart is really used."
"If Mo fool sees my playfulness, I'll envy him to death." Qin WuChao laughs and looks pleased. "He can't move that thing. I can move, although I have to charge it every few days..."
He suddenly noticed Li Qing's sinking face and immediately shrunk his neck: "brother, I heard Wen Yang say something about Mo fool. Don't take it too seriously. He is such a virtue."
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