Chapter 165 How did he know everything
Han Qian was sitting in Cheng Jin's office, smoking a cigarette and wearing five or six band-aids on his face.
"It should be almost done in one night. Old man, you can send a notice to Sun Zhengmin. If you have any trouble, just come to me. We will talk about these things later. What happened over there in Qinghu? How did you get hurt? "
Cheng Jin frowned and sighed.
"Xiaohai guarantees me with his life that Qinghu was scratched on his leg by the wooden board at the door when he left the warehouse and fell to the ground. There is absolutely no harm to anyone, but Xiaohai said that Qinghu fainted several times. I struggled to stand up, but after being sent to the hospital for a checkup, there was nothing wrong. Now it has suddenly become like this, and the doctor can't give an explanation. "
Han Qian frowned and replied.
"How could I not be anxious? At the gate of the temple, Qinghu sat on my neck. I promised her that she would make him happy. When the two of us went to visit the graves of Cai Qiang and Cai Kun, I also I said, I will take good care of Qinghu. Now that Qinghu has become like this, how do you want me to explain to these two old people?"
Cheng Jin raised his head and looked at Han Qian with a frown. Again.
“When I went to Qinghu’s house for the first time, I had a conflict with Bairou. Bairou said more than once that Qinghu is not suitable for me. Why don’t you go to the hospital after your work? When you gave Qinghu to me Pull the red line, why don’t you go? Damn, there’s that one too? Meng Zhifu, how can this grandson not take this opportunity to scold me? He pushed him down in the corridor and beat him up, and now he wants to take revenge on me and I have no reason to fight back!"
Cheng Jin looked at Han Qian who was leaving with a blank expression.
What happened to this?
After leaving the Yamen Gate, Han Qian drove straight to the city bureau. He found Li Jinhai and got back his driver's license. The second uncle seemed to be very busy and had little time to listen to Han Qian's nagging. After giving him the driver's license, he asked Han Qian to Qian get out, he has a lot to do today.
After leaving the city bureau, Han Qian drove back to the hospital. When he walked into the hospital, he learned that Cai Qinghu had been taken back to Shengjing by Bai Rou.
Han Qian's mind was in a mess and he didn't want to be hospitalized anymore. He left the hospital and drove aimlessly. He sent a text message to Cai Qinghu on the way, but the result was nothing. He called Bai Rou, but was hung up. Broken.
After wandering around, Han Qian's car stopped outside Qian Ling's villa.
In the Qian family villa, Han Qian was lying on the sofa and covering his head, Qian Ling frowned.
"Why do you look like you are dying again? Xiao Han Qian, can you be more energetic?"
Han Qian turned his head to look at Qian Ling and cried out.
"Auntie! You are like my biological mother. I have a severe headache now. Yeats's leg was broken when Lin Zongheng hired someone to drive him over. The parents of the Ye family came to Binhai. I was Yeats was picked up without even a chance to apologize, now it's better! Bai Rou came and picked up Qinghu directly."
Qian Ling turned to look at Yeats who was standing aside. , the latter shook his head, with a strange look in his eyes. Qian Ling stood up and walked to Han Qian, bending down and asked.
"How could such a thing happen!"
Han Qian covered his face and sighed.
"Auntie, please stop comforting me! Why didn't this happen? Yeats's incident was deliberately done by someone, and I can still take revenge! Now Qinghu fell by myself, and I can't even vent There was no place. When I went to Qinghu’s house to propose marriage, I was empty-handed. Go, Bai Rou and Li Yali have always had objections to me. Now, aunt, please take my mother and go there again. I don’t dare to go home now.”
Qian Ling turned around and looked again! Looking at Yeats, Yeats's face was full of confusion, and he lowered his head and looked at the tablet quickly.
Shouldn’t it?
Qian Ling sat next to Han Qian and said softly.
"Be good, there is nothing that cannot be solved. Let's take our time and we will find a way!"
Han Qian sat up and took a deep breath.
"Auntie, I'm going to find that old Taoist priest. Didn't he say that I would be fine if I retired? Isn't this a pure liar? I'm leaving! Tell Qian Wan to stop playing games all the time. Kill the couple in the safe area, let’s go!”
Han Qian left immediately, Qian Ling and Ye Zhi looked at each other blankly.
Qian Ling whispered.
"What did others say to him?"
Yeats shook his head blankly.
“Not wow.”
On the steps leading up to the temple, the old Taoist priest with a fairy-like air was fooling a young couple with a string of Buddhist beads, with a smile on his face. As he was talking, when he saw a young man limping over with an angry face, the old Taoist priest got up and ran away.
A man in his seventies or eighties, he ran very fast and jumped off the three-meter-high platform. Han Qian, who had injured his right leg, stood on the platform holding a baseball bat and pointed at the old Taoist priest and roared.
"You old liar, you lied to me about being bitten by a dog, you lied to me about getting wet in the rain, and you lied to me about retiring. Get the fuck up here and I'll beat you to death!"
Tourists flocked to me He stopped and looked at this arrogant and domineering young man with tattoos on his arms.
The old Taoist priest stood in the audience and smiled.
"Don't be impatient! Let me count my fingers for you."
Then he pointed at Han Qian and cursed.
"What the hell do you think of retirement? You don't come to Binhai anymore, and then what? Lao Gu didn't let you deal with the infiltration of outsiders for him? When Cai Qinghu was falsely pregnant, you went to Tianbei Hesheng Jing bullied someone into giving her the position of director. What do you call retirement? Your good nursery rhyme can lead to miscarriage. Now that you have come back to be the crown prince, you have already remembered it. Can Xiao Qinghu not have any problems? Kowtow to me and I will give you a solution!"
Han Qian knelt on the ground and started kowtowing, the old Taoist laughed.
"I lied to you! I can't help it!"
Han Qian nodded seriously.
"Okay! You can do it! You are really good! Just wait for me! You can't run away from here, and I can't do anything to you? Where are the dogs? Get me some dogs and put them down."
The old Taoist priest surrendered immediately, and then Han Qian's eyes widened. At that time, the seventy-eighty-year-old man climbed up. Han Qian was frightened and took a step back. The old Taoist priest stepped forward and hugged Han Qian's arms. Shoulder.
“Are you still hitting me?”
Han Qian chuckled.
“Let’s stop fighting. Let’s go to the temple and have a chat. Is the dog still there?”
"Yes! I just can't run anymore. It seems I can't chase me."
After saying this, an old monk wearing cassocks walked out of the crowd and laughed.
"What do you say, Mr. Death?"
The old monk led two native dogs in their prime, and the old Taoist priest raised his hands in surrender.
Not long after, the scene from that year was reproduced again, but this time there was one more person and one more dog under the tree.
Han Qian pointed at the old Taoist priest and said angrily.
“Did you deceive me back then?” The old Taoist priest shook his head seriously.
"No! I'm definitely not lying to you when I say that letting you retire will be good for those around you. This old bald donkey also understands. I don't ask you to believe him."
Old The monk smiled and touched his white beard and nodded.
"The one with the last name of Death did not lie to you."
Han Qian frowned and turned to look at the old Taoist priest.
"Your surname is Death? How did you get this surname?"
Then he looked at the monk.
“Your last name is Huo?”
The old monk smiled and shook his head.
"There is no such surname as Huo, my surname is Du."
Han Qian felt that his CPU was a little burned, and then pointed at the old Taoist priest and said angrily.
“Let’s not talk about this for now, you give me a solution, otherwise I will beat your son, I will beat your grandson! I believe what you said, I, Han Qian, have a bad fate and a low life.”
< br>The old Taoist priest curled his lips and said.
"If you hadn't been injured last night, your Cai Qinghu wouldn't be as simple as it is now. If you hadn't retired, Nursery Rhymes wouldn't have just been a simple miscarriage. Han Qian, you have to believe in fate!"
Han Qian looked at the old Taoist priest, then bent down to pick up a stone. Before the old monk could stop him, Han Qian hit himself on the head with the stone. The blood instantly stained his face. Han Qian looked at the old Taoist priest as if he was unaware of the distance. , the old Taoist priest frowned.
"It's useless!"
"Oh!"
Han Qian took off his vest, took a deep breath, and then stretched out his hand to press on the unhealed wound on his shoulder. On the wound, the old Taoist priest looked at the shoulder that had been torn by Han Qian and was bleeding. He quickly jumped down from the tree, raised his legs with his feet, and the two dogs obediently lay on their sides.
The old Taoist priest took out a tissue and pressed it on Han Qian's forehead, frowning.
"Crazy? Do you think this is useful?"
Han Qian looked at the old Taoist priest expressionlessly and said seriously.
"My injury will lessen the harm to the people around me, right? You said Qinghu has amnesia, right? You can remove this arm. You can find a way to make Qinghu okay."
The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, covering Han Qian's forehead and said angrily.
"Am I a god? Am I a god? I can see it, but I can't solve it! You were injured this time, and it won't be particularly serious in your Qinghu area. Oops~ I really don't want to admit it... What should the old monk do? ?”
The old monk replied expressionlessly.
"No way! Just send him to the hospital. You are not a god, and I am not a living Buddha."
Han Qian left the hospital in the morning, but was sent back before dark.
Wen Nuan tilted his head and looked at Han Qian, frowning.
"Crazy?"
Han Qian nodded and whispered.
"I went to see a movie with Aunt Ji before, and it seemed like it was about to become a reality."
Wen Nuan frowned.
“What then?”
Han Qian opened his eyes and said warmly.
“Did I dislike you after you lost your memory?”
“I don’t think so.”
“So you dislike Qinghu after she lost her memory?”
"How is it possible?"
"Then what?"
Han Qian looked at Wen Nuan blankly, and Wen Wennan frowned.
"Then Cai Qinghu died? Lost? Evaporated? Put in the pot?"
Han Qian shook his head and said warmly.
"Is there any problem with Bai Rou taking their wife back?"
Han Qian shook his head and Nuan Nuan continued.
"So why are you so crazy?"
Han Qian shook his head and whispered.
“I’m not going crazy.”
Wen Nuan nodded.
"Is everything okay? You know we are quarreling, right?"
Han Qian nodded and took a deep breath.
"What should you do when we quarrel?"
Han Qian stood up and said aggrievedly.
“I’m going to buy crabs!!!”
(End of this chapter)