"Why are you so hot?"

Qiao Sangyu to the side to hide, to avoid the touch of Qi Mo, she grabbed the coat he gave to wrap herself, over he wanted to leave, but did not expect to be stopped by him, and this time his palm on her forehead.

"You have a fever?" It is an interrogative sentence and an affirmative sentence. Qi Mo's face is obviously surprised, "when..." Started?

"Get ready to go back to city a!" Qiao Sangyu step back, attitude is still a cold, even if the body is not comfortable, she will always hold on, will not show half. Just added coldly, "if you don't mind, I'll go to the hospital myself before I go back to a city."

She is really not delicate.

Before Qimo had a reaction, Qiao Sangyu had already passed him and went out

Qi Mo did not send her to the hospital, and finally sent a subordinate to follow her.

He went out and strolled around the dinner hall.

Today's dinner was a great success for him. I'm afraid that if he wants to open the door with 50 million yuan, he can use more than 50 million yuan to open the door

She has helped him get everything he wants!

"Mr. Qi!" Soon someone chased him out and called him. He was also a member of the charity dinner party. It looked like he belonged to a philanthropist in the officialdom. "It's cold outside and it's raining. Why don't you go in?"

"Come out and have a cigarette." Qi Mo responded, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, divided one from the other and lit each other.

Just took a sip, I can't wait to ask for convenience: "I have lived in G city for many years, it seems that I haven't heard of Mr. Qi before. I don't know what business Qi always does? Why are you interested in charity? "

"Trade." Qi Mo avoided the heavy and gave up the light, and his attitude was natural and modest. "In our line of work, we usually run from place to place. We have just come to G City, so we should not know me. Today, I heard that there was a charity dinner here, so I came to offer my love. "

"It's rare to have such a heart at such a young age!" The other party appreciated him and pulled him to chat a lot. After a few cigarettes, he felt that he was familiar with Qi Mo and appreciated him very much.

He patted Qi Mo on the shoulder: "if only there were more people like you in the society. By the way, we all have charity activities here to help orphans. Do you want to join us? "

Qi Mo Yang lip, smile quietly, the expression on the face is very sincere: "I may not be able to participate, recently want to set up a fund to help more people."

"Oh?" The other side came to interest, listen to Qimo continue to say.

"I want to buy a piece of land in a city and build an orphanage." Qi Mo spoke faintly, his brows wrinkled, and his face was hard to look. "There is a resort in the suburb of city a, which seems to have been abandoned recently, but the procedures for buying and selling are more troublesome..."

"What is this? There are people I know in a city, but I can help you ask! " It was all for charity, and he immediately promised, "just, why do you help orphans?" This is his biggest doubt.

***

"everyone helps. It's just that there are more orphans. " Qi Mo smile, the last sentence, it is to reveal the true feelings, "I lost all my family six years ago, that kind of lonely feeling, I know."

It was his words that completely moved the other party!

For the sake of charity, who is the most painful?

"I'll help you!" He patted Qi Mo on the shoulder, a face of righteousness, completely accepted, "a city of that piece of land, I help you with it!"

From the beginning to the end, he did not know Qi Mo's real identity and purpose -

he was too lazy to trace the details about the black market. Anyway, the place was there, and the person who identified it was there! The arms trade he wanted to operate secretly could be successfully implemented in that place

Therefore, he used the most bold assumption and decision: simply buy the whole black city! In the name of charity.

This is the least resistance and the highest success rate.

"This is my phone call." After that person assured some time, finally left own telephone, "that Qi general manager, I went first."

"Well." "Qimo City, please come to visit the same place."

"Good, good!"

Watching the other party leave, Qi Mo thought faintly: originally wanted to take Qiao Sangyu beside her, her acting skills are impeccable! Now suddenly feel that their performance seems to be very "good"

"Qi Shao!" The subordinate came over with an umbrella, "it's going to rain soon. Do you want to go back first?"

Qi Mo nodded. When the car drove on the rules, he could not help but think of someone who was having a fever. So he couldn't help asking, "where's Qiao Sangyu?"

"Miss Joe is in the hospital!" The subordinates couldn't help laughing. "She's been accompanied by someone. She's been infused. Her temperature is 38 degrees..." Qi Shao still cares about Miss Qiao! It seems that their conjecture direction is not wrong!He explained in silence. As he spoke, he turned the front of the car and drove to the hospital

Qi Mo frowned, but did not stop

The car stopped at the gate of the hospital.

The rain outside increased significantly, and the sound of rain was also loud. Qi Mo left his subordinates at the door and walked into the emergency area alone. He found her on the simple and crude emergency infusion chair. She was still wearing his suit coat, with her hair spread out, a big mask on her face, and her head hung as if she were asleep

"Qi Shao." The subordinates who accompanied Qiao Sangyu to the hospital saw Qi Mo, and quickly and nervously stood up to greet him, explaining Qiao Sangyu's condition. Finally, he added, "..." There is only half a bottle of salt water. Will you come and pick her up

"No, passing by." Qi Mo answers very casually. He raises his foot to Qiao Sangyu and looks at her head pecking rice at the chicken. He seems to be falling into a shallow sleep. He just came to see her. He didn't want to worry about her.

However, when her head again hit the needle on the back of her hand, the passer-by suddenly put out his hand, blocking her forehead with the palm of his hand and supporting her whole head

It's a little awkward.

She was ignorant, and her head rested on his palm. But Qimo has to bend down and stretch her hand forward to balance her body This kind of supporting action made him feel a little depressed, so he slightly forced her to lean back and sleep on the back of the infusion chair.

And he sat on her side.

There are very few people in the emergency infusion room at night. Except for them, there is only a young couple in the corner: the man is in the infusion, and his face is very sick and weak, while the woman is taking care of him, from wiping sweat to covering his hands considerate right down to the most trivial detail.

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