Chapter 1830 Survival Game 81
Wei An and most of the audience also expressed their approval. Except for a few troublemakers, they said that the money was too little and they gave it in batches. It was a joke. As you can imagine, a group of netizens retorted, and the most powerful sentence was "If you think it's less, just give it! Don't be less when you give it..." They returned everything the other party said, and added a lot of spice.
This is sometimes the case, there is a dark side in the human heart, greed, selfishness, meanness...
But humans also have a beautiful side, and this is the case with No. 166. She also admitted in the live broadcast that she is just an ordinary person who does what she wants to do. It may take a long time to complete what she promises, but she will do it slowly. As for doing I don’t know if it’s good or not, just try hard.
If you are so humble, what everyone can see is that she has done a very good job, and only a fool can't see that she has good intentions in doing things.
The "166" company has become famous all over the world. All financial investment companies are proud to serve it, and their bosses or managers are rushing to hand over information in person, asking for opportunities to cooperate.
After dinner, Wei An sent her back to her room as usual.
At the door of the room, Xining said goodbye as usual: "Good night."
But this time it was different. Wei An did not say goodbye and left, but still stood at the door. He asked: "It will be one month tomorrow and you don't want to keep me?"
The door was open and he was still there. The light in the room was soft and the bed was large and comfortable.
Xining burst out laughing, and the stew pot finally couldn't help but speak.
"Is it going to be a month soon?" She pretended to be stupid, then held his chest with her hand, feeling his heart beating faster, and smiled sweetly: "Come to me tomorrow morning, then You should then consider whether to leave or stay.”
He then approached the room, holding the door with his hand, and looked at Wei An, who was still blocked in the door frame, with a gesture of expression.
Wei An looked at her, his somewhat handsome face still paralyzed: "We can get married."
marry? This stew pot, you think too much. Although marriage is protected by law, it is a constraint for the owner and him. To put it bluntly, if the relationship breaks down in the future, it would be better to kill the other person than divorce.
Xining held the door and looked at him with deep eyes: "You must come to me tomorrow, you must!"
Why tomorrow, not tonight? Wei An also looked at her, and after a while he nodded: "Okay, good night!" He stepped back and gave way.
Xining slowly closed the door, turned his head slightly, and blinked: "Definitely~"
The door was closed, and Wei An stood at the door, looking at the ground. There was a door frame under the door, so there was no door crack. I don't know what it would feel like if I could see her shadow leaving the door.
Wei An walked up and put his ear to the door, but there was no sound inside. He could only straighten up, look at the door and leave.
Since it’s tomorrow, let’s do it tomorrow!
After Xining took a shower, he started to do the last thing before going to bed...take down a picture frame from behind the bed, hold it in his hand, go to the bathroom, and face the mirror.
I took the picture frame and wanted to hit it on my head, but it stopped immediately. I couldn't do this, it hurt too much.
After thinking about it, I took a fruit knife and made a small cut just behind the hairline. When blood oozes out, quickly apply it with blood. If you don't move quickly, the wound will heal.
Looking at the red color from the wound to the edge of her forehead, she smiled with satisfaction. Wash the fruit knife and put it back to its original place.
Go to bed with the picture frame. After lying down, hold the picture frame up high, then slowly put it down. When it reaches the wound, tilt it to the side, and finally place it in a suitable position next to your head.
Well, that's enough, now it's time to go to sleep. Please, since I have done so much, let me sleep for a while before going back.
Close your eyes...open your eyes...back!
Looking at the lush planet with mountains, water and seas, plus a system that was half optimized, she really couldn't laugh or cry. Did she fall asleep and come back, or was she not asleep? Mo Ming was still so impatient: "Look!"
Today is the last day of the one-month deadline. If she doesn't agree, he will leave... Wei An walked, calm on the surface, but still a little uneasy in his heart.
But he won't leave. If he wants to, he will find a way. There are those who are struggling on the line of life and death, and there is nothing they dare not do.
When he got to the door, he straightened his neat butler's black suit and stroked his hair a few times before knocking on the door gently.
But unlike before, there was no sound coming from inside.
I knocked again, but still no sound.
This is wrong, she will respond even if she is lying in bed. Several times when he entered the room and saw her lying on the bed still asleep, he almost lost his balance and wanted to rush over.
Wei An opened the door and walked in. When he saw her still lying on the bed, he couldn't help but smile secretly. But when he got closer, he became frightened and rushed over.
There was blood on his forehead, and the blood had dried. He quickly touched the artery in his neck with his fingers and felt that his heartbeat was normal, which made Wei An sigh in relief.
Looking closer, the wound was in the hair, not far from the hairline, and the wound had healed. And a painting that was originally on the wall was now next to it. The painting probably fell down and hit her on the head.
Wei An tried to wake her up, but she still closed her eyes tightly.
Did you faint? Wei An went to the side and picked up the phone, asked someone to prepare the car, then went to the bedside, picked him up with the quilt, and walked out.
When she arrived at the hospital, Ms. Guo woke up quickly, but she didn't recognize anyone.
Looking at her slightly panicked eyes, she asked tremblingly: "Who are you?" Wei An was stunned.
The next words made Wei An unable to calm down for a while. Miss Guo asked again: "Who am I?"
After a series of examinations, from brain CT to verbal questioning, the doctor concluded that the patient suffered temporary amnesia due to a heavy blow to the head. As for when my memory will be restored, I don't know. It may be temporary, or it may be forever.
Looking at Miss Guo who didn't even need to apply a bandage after cleaning the wound, Wei An really couldn't laugh or cry. What kind of blow to the head is this?
When she walked to the hospital bed, her fearful and nervous look was definitely not fake. Even if she was just pretending, she would never look like this in the past. Her eyes always seemed to be full of aura, and everyone who saw them would be attracted to them.
Wei An sat beside the hospital bed and stretched out his hand. Before his fingers touched her face, she shrank back in fear.
Wei An's hand just stayed in the air, and he looked deeply in surprise. This is not her, it definitely isn't!
He stood up and left the ward. He needed to calm down, take a break.
After going back, I turned on all the monitors and saw that she had not left the room since she entered.
In the following days, except for the loss of memory, Ms. Guo had no problems. The hospital couldn't find anything after further inspections, so it could only notify the patient to be discharged.
Wei An went to the hospital and approached the ward. Miss Guo had already changed into her own clothes and was sitting there waiting.
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