This is a pedestrian street, there are still quite a lot of pedestrians around, and they are curious to watch, Xiao Ai was moved, and shouted loudly: "Dad, why did you have a stroke again!"

After speaking, she helped Feng Biao up, let Xu Maochen carry it, and trotted all the way to "get out of the way", "get out of the way", "we are going to the hospital", guide Xu Maochen to get into the car, and put Feng Biao in the back seat. But he was still a little worried about Feng Biao's safety, so he asked Xiao Ai to climb to the back seat to take care of him.

"Take care of what?" asked Xiao Ai.

"Check your breathing, heartbeat, etc., and if there is any abnormality, send it to the hospital immediately. Xu Maochen said.

"Are you stupid, my Highness?" Luo Tianai laughed, "Everyone is faked to death, where is there breathing and heartbeat?"

Xu Maochen didn't believe it, thinking that the "fake death" that Cardamom said was just similar to a coma, he held the steering wheel with his left hand, touched back with his right hand, and touched Feng Biao's face, which startled him, the cold touch was really the same as death!

"Damn, what a poison!"

The two drove on the highway, returned to Dongguan, and after getting off the highway, because the time had not yet arrived, Xu Maochen navigated to a large hospital, parked in the parking lot, and when the time came, in case Biao did not wake up, he had to be sent to the rescue.

At 1:04, the time was up. Xu Maochen looked back, Feng Biao's face had turned yellow, that is, the color of a dead man, and when he opened his eyelids, he didn't react, and his pupils were very wide.

"What should I do?" Xu Maochen asked, meaning that the doctor should intervene?

"Wait another five minutes. Luo Tianai also had little confidence in the prescription Cardamom gave her.

After another five minutes, Feng Biao still didn't react, Xu Maochen sighed, it seems that it was a failure, hurry up and rescue, maybe save his life, Luo Tianai also agreed to this approach, the two dragged Feng Biao out of the car, and was just about to carry away, Xu Maochen suddenly felt that his neck was blown by someone, he thought it was an illusion, stopped for a few seconds, and continued to walk forward.

Another breath, this time, Xu Maochen can basically conclude that it is Feng Biao's breath!

Xu Maochen hurriedly put Feng Biao on the ground, let him lie down, pinched the person, and massaged the heart, almost did not do artificial respiration, tossed for a while, Feng Biao's body obviously began to recover body temperature, the heart was resuscitated, and the breathing appeared, but it was very weak.

"Okay, don't move, let him slow down by himself!" Luo Tianai suggested, the two squatted on the ground, one left and one right, like the stone beast in front of the door, guarding Feng Biao, and after another two minutes, Feng Biao's breathing became heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier, as if he was pulling out his breath, and it was very laborious every time, and finally after a deep breath, Feng Biao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Maochen and Luo Tianai in horror.

"Wake up, Uncle Biao?"

"Where am I?" Feng Biao looked left and right, the underground parking lot of the hospital was relatively dim, and the light was not good, "You guys...... You're both dead, aren't you?"

"What are you talking about, Brother Biao?" Xu Maochen frowned, he didn't seem to be fine, he didn't even have a memory, he still remembered him and Luo Tianai.

"I'm not dead, am I?" Feng Biao reacted when he saw the cigarette butt in Xu Maochen's hand, the flickering fireworks.

"Of course not. Xiao Ai smiled, helped Feng Biao up, and Feng Biao got up. I moved my arms and legs, rattled everywhere, walked crookedly, and my feet fluttered, as if I had been lying alone for a long, long time, and lacked exercise.

However, soon Feng Biao returned to normal, he felt thirsty, opened the trunk, and drank two bottles of Chitose Mountain mineral water in a hurry.

Xu Maochen was very happy, indicating that the old Cantonese doctor's estimation of the efficacy of the medicine was still very accurate, and the reason why he was sealed for more than 2 hours may be because he did not take off his clothes and shoes when he measured his weight. The gross weight is measured, not the net weight, the big gold chain, the big belt, and the big leather shoes are all very heavy, so it will cause Xu Maochen to give too much when calculating the dosage, so he "sleeps" for a few more minutes.

"Alright, it's time for the next step. Xu Maochen said that the three of them got in the car, and everyone was very excited about this test, but now, Xu Maochen still needs one thing, that is, a "stand-in".

If you want to hide from the world, Xu Maochen has thought about the best way. is to let Liao Wanfu "confirm" Feng Qingyang's death, and immediately send her "body" to the funeral home for cremation, Xu Maochen is worried that after the "cremation", or in the process, what will go wrong, what if Liao Wanfu reacts?

Therefore, I have to find something to replace Feng Qingyang and enter the refining furnace.

Therefore, the three of them went to the market first and bought a "suckling pig" weighing about 1 catty, although humans and pigs look very different, but after cremation, there is actually no big difference, the skull will be shattered, only some ribs, leg bones remain, it can be seen that it is a person or a pig, anyway, it proves that there is cremation.

After buying the pig and going to the funeral home, Xu Maochen went with a large amount of cash, and gave the cash to the mortuary, the workers in the refining furnace, and the boss who managed them, and did not say what he was going to do, but just put the pig in the corpse belt and refrigerated it in the morgue, so that the workers could remember the number and prepare to "steal beams and change pillars" at any time.

After making these preparations, Xu Maochen called Feng Qingyang: "Qingyang, where are you?"

"I'm in the stadium and watching the game with my godfather. Feng Qingyang said coldly. She deliberately didn't reply to Luo Tianai last night, because she was a little angry, but she didn't expect Xu Maochen to look very good, but she was so cowardly, since the conversation collapsed last night, then, the "father and daughter meeting" event that was originally scheduled for this morning was naturally canceled. Feng Qingyang didn't take the initiative to contact Xu Maochen, not to mention that from last night to now, Liao Wanfu has been by Feng Qingyang's side, and she has no chance.

However, the two did not have a relationship last night, it was very late at that time, and Liao Wanfu was napping on the sofa. didn't let Feng Qingyang go back to the bedroom, Feng Qingyang curled up on another sofa, rested for a while, woke up, and had an extra blanket on his body, Feng Qingyang remembered all the kindness of his godfather to him before, and his heart was inevitably shaken again.

After dawn, Liao Wanfu said that he was going to watch his son play a game in the morning, and asked Feng Qingyang to accompany him, Feng Qingyang's public identity outside was Liao Wanfu's secretary, and many people around Liao Wanfu knew her, and Liao Wanfu's son also knew her, and called her Sister Qingyang.

And when Xu Maochen called, Liao Wanfu just came down to the sidelines. Temporarily "guided" his son to go, and Feng Qingyang dared to answer the call.

"Where is the stadium? I'll look for you. ”

"Hehe, what are you still doing, aren't you afraid of being killed by my godfather?" Feng Qingyang smiled, but still told Xu Maochen, "I'm in the stadium behind the City Youth Palace." ”

"Got it, I'll be there soon, Qingyang, you remember, I will definitely be able to take you away today, you see me, still don't say anything, but you will do whatever I tell you to do, understand? We only have this one chance!" Xu Maochen said word by word, very seriously.

Feng Qingyang did not make a clear statement, but asked, "What about my dad?"

"Your dad is with me, and I'll give him the phone. After Xu Maochen finished speaking, he handed the mobile phone to Feng Biao in the back seat, he quickly found the location of the Dongguan City Youth Palace on the navigation, turned around and drove over.

Xu Maochen thought that Feng Biao would look very excited, crying and wiping tears for a long time, however, Feng Biao was very calm in the face of his daughter, and only said three words.

"Qingyang, Dad is going to take you back today, listen to your big brother Maochen, Dad is free to arrange! Well, okay, that's it. Feng Biao finished speaking. Hand the phone back to the front seat, light a cigarette by yourself, sit in the back, and smoke quietly, it really has a bit of a dark and astringent taste of a big guy.

Originally, Feng Qingyang's heart was a little chaotic, thinking about it, he had been following his godfather, and he had no worries about food and clothing. It's also good, so I won't go back to the Northeast and make trouble for my biological father, but after Feng Biao's shortened expression just now, Feng Qingyang's heart is like taking a reassuring pill, and his mood has returned to the night before yesterday. recalled that when she was a child, her father was kind to him.

Two men, Feng Qingyang called them father, one gave her life, and not very happy, and even a somewhat bleak childhood, in the end, abandoned her, sold her, sold to the second father, the second father, treated her very well, bought this, bought that, spoiled, raised, but, this is a beast father. Everything is good for Father Beast, but it can't erase the scars in Feng Qingyang's heart, so that she can't forget the horror of the night she was 15 years old, and the nightmares of countless nights later......

At the beginning of the game, Liao Wanfu came back from the sidelines, sat next to Feng Qingyang, and habitually patted Feng Qingyang's tender hand: "Qingyang." How many goals do you think they can win today?"

was touched by Liao Wanfu, because there was something in his heart, Feng Qingyang subconsciously withdrew his hand, and made an expression of disgust, this fleeting little expression was caught by Liao Wanfu, and he had a dark face: "Who did you call?"

"No," Feng Qingyang laughed dryly, "Godfather, don't think about it." ”

"Really not?" Liao Wanfu took the mobile phone from Feng Qingyang's hand and flipped through the call record, the last call record was a local number for delivery at more than eight o'clock this morning......

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