"What's going on with Brother Cheng?" Wang Ruoyun hurried to the scene. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Go and help me get some money, password 89****" Fang Cheng didn't say a word, and handed over his bank card to Wang Ruoyun.

"How much?"

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Wang Ruoyun left the crowd alone and went to the bank.

About five minutes later, the whistling of the ambulance came from afar, and Fang Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Several ambulance personnel first gave Li Ji cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and waited until her breathing stabilized a little before lifting her into the car. Fang Cheng naturally boarded the ambulance as a person who followed the car.

"I'll come directly to the city's No. 8 Hospital later," he sent a text message to Wang Ruoyun.

Sitting in the cramped carriage, watching Li Ji's gradually improving face, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The incident happened suddenly, he didn't have time to think about it before he stepped forward, and when he calmed down, he felt a little Meng Lang.

Li Ji was born in a martial arts family, and his kung fu is extremely profound, mastering legendary martial arts such as sound transmission and secrets.

It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and he does not know what the consequences of his intervention in this matter will be, but he does not have a trace of regret.

Although Li Ji can only be regarded as a meeting in Pingshui, and he seems to be a little second-class, the precious jade gift to himself can be regarded as a sincere heart.

Things in the world have their own cause and effect, if it weren't for himself, maybe Li Ji would still be in school.

Half an hour later, when Fang Cheng was waiting outside the rescue room, he finally waited for Wang Ruoyun, who was late.

"What's wrong?" Fang Cheng saw that he wanted to say something and stopped.

"Brother Cheng, I didn't expect you to be a big tyrant" Wang Ruoyun handed him a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills.

Fang Cheng was also a little stunned when he saw the real money in his hand, his family usually gave 2,000 yuan for living expenses every two months, and he was able to maintain his daily life in Manchester City.

"How much is left in the card?"

"One hundred thousand"

“……”

Fang Cheng was silent, could it be that something was wrong there? His parents are obviously only salarymen, with a monthly income of no more than 20,000 yuan, and they are barely squeezed into a well-off life, how did these hundreds of thousands come from?

He dialed his father on his mobile phone.

"Xiaocheng, what's the matter, isn't the money enough?" Father's gentle voice came from thousands of miles away, and there seemed to be some noise on his side, probably participating in some kind of dinner.

"No, I just miss you, is my mother at home?"

"She's still in Paris, and her friends like to buy everything, bags, perfumes, shoes, and the house is almost overwhelmed," the father's words revealed a bit of happiness and helplessness.

"......" Fang Cheng was a little speechless, isn't his mother a high school math teacher, how did she become a member of the shopping abroad?

"Do you have anything else, I'm still having a dinner here, and I'll arrange for Xiao Zhang to pay you living expenses later."

"Well, Dad, you're busy, I'll come back in a few days." Fang Cheng was suddenly a little stunned, and he was a little short of words for a while.

"Okay, okay, I'll let Xiao Zhang book a ticket, that's all," the father hung up the phone.

Between father and son, it is always the case, the phone conversation often does not take more than a minute, and the conversation is crisp.

"Help me buy a few packs of cigarettes" Fang Cheng took out two banknotes and handed them to Wang Ruoyun.

"Soft China?"

"Look what you like to smoke" Fang Cheng has always been a non-smoker, which is considered a hard fee for fat people.

Wang Fatzi was not an inkblot person, nodded at him and left.

Ten minutes later, Fang Cheng suddenly received a text message

Fang Wenbin 2009-10-1623:01:25 transferred 100,000.00 to your account with tail number 1732. This SMS is not a voucher [Bank of China]"

's father is really a tyrant, and with a wave of his hand, he is 100,000 yuan.

Fang Cheng was a little overloaded, originally he planned to rely on the advantage of being a reborn prophet to be a rich generation, but now it seems that he has no chance.

Li Ji's emergency operation lasted for six hours, and at 5 a.m., Fang Cheng was woken up by a nurse and asked him to go downstairs to pay a series of fees, totaling 7,461.56 yuan.

The attending doctor told Fang Cheng that Li Ji recovered quickly, which can be regarded as a medical miracle, and he should wake up after anesthesia and let him go through the hospitalization procedures.

Fang Cheng finally put his mind at ease, and found out the contact information of Li Ji's counselor through a friend, and asked the other party to notify Li Ji's parents.

……

"You're awake" Fang Cheng sat in front of the hospital bed, playing with Pixiu Yuyi.

"Thank you" Although Li Ji's body is still very weak, his consciousness is very clear.

"It's okay, your parents should be there in the evening."

"I still have to thank you, otherwise I might not have survived this time." Li Ji's family knew about her own family, although she protected her heart with a mouthful of internal breath, but if Fang Cheng hadn't arrived in time, maybe she would have entered Huangquan.

"It's an enemy, I didn't check it for a while, so I got on the road." Li Ji was still a little unconvinced.

"Don't worry, he won't be much better, whether he can survive today is two words."

"......" Fang Cheng looked at her speechlessly, now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, is it really normal for her to discuss these things so unscrupulously.

But soon Fang Cheng sensed that something was wrong, she could tell the truth of the matter to herself so calmly, shouldn't this kind of thing be avoided by ordinary people as much as possible, and murder is a crime!

"I have something to do in the evening, and your friend will come over to accompany you." Fang Cheng tried not to think nonsense.

"Well, you go, I'll be fine in a few days" Li Ji moved his wrist, looking like he was no longer in trouble, maybe this is the special thing about people in martial arts.

"If you need help, call me" Fang Cheng put on his coat, but he smelled some blood, which made him frown a little.

"Okay, thank you" Li Ji is not the kind of person who has no emotional intelligence, Fang Cheng can do this for himself, and he has done his best.

After Fang Cheng left the hospital, he took a taxi back to school.

On the way back, he kept thinking about Li Ji's intention of approaching him. Since I was reborn yesterday, everything in my life seems to have entered a strange track.

His father's name became Fang Wenbin, and he was the majority shareholder of the investment company, a low-key billionaire.

This means that he doesn't have to fall into the eyes of money like those reborn people in online novels, and at least has a lot of time to do what he really likes.

Fang Cheng was a little confused, if he was just an ordinary college student, maybe after graduation, he would have to be busy looking for a job, accumulating work experience, pursuing a higher salary, and fighting to buy a house for his future family.

He has become accustomed to the ordinary, so he is a little overwhelmed. It's like a beggar who suddenly reaps a mountain of gold, and a poor man suddenly gets rich and has an iodine belly.

His father had booked him a ticket for the afternoon three days later, and had already greeted the counselor and approved him for the holiday.

Before Fang Cheng was reborn, because the high-speed rail ticket price was quite high, and the student ID card was only purchased four times at half price, he just chose to go home during the winter and summer vacations.

Now that there is no shortage of this fare, he can't wait to return to his hometown after a long absence.