The soybean sprouts, which are crisp and white and tender, with two cute little leaves, have been cleaned and placed on the stainless steel countertop, with a small pair of scissors per person, Molly said: "The first thing we have to do is to remove the head and tail, the roots and leaves are not needed." ”

After hearing this, Coach Qu immediately begged for mercy: "There are so many of them, and there are countless of them one by one, when will you let me get them?" ”

Molly raised her eyebrows at him, and said lightly, "Your reception time is until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and you can leave after 2 o'clock." ”

Qu Jincun didn't want to learn to cook at all, but he didn't want to get out of the way.

Pushing the knife and scissors in his hand aside, he hugged the fragrant and soft kitty cat, bit her ear and said, "You kiss me, kiss me and I'll learn." ”

As he spoke, he still looked at her ears and blew in her ears.

Molly wrapped her arms around his neck with her backhand, followed his example and blew lightly into his ear, saying proudly but resolutely, "No." ”

Seeing that she controlled his emotions and reactions in real time on the palm of her hand, the taste was really joyful and full of a sense of accomplishment, so she had to implement everything that Qu Jin had to return to the right.

"Then you can teach me by hand!" Qu Jincun rubbed her little ears and said in a low and hoarse voice, his nasal voice was thick, and it was obvious that there was a thought in his heart that he couldn't say clearly.

"Don't you waste the 38,880 tuition this time?" Molly smiled softly and teased him, "Mr. Zhou doesn't care about the money, and after paying the tuition, I want your nanny and chef at home to learn something useful, so that I can take better care of you...... It's good that you don't take care of your body at all. ”

Qu Jincun took the opportunity to rub against her, and said softly: "What's the use of him caring about me, you just care about me." ”

Two people stand in front of the operating table, you pinch me, I touch you, playing and making trouble to break a bunch of bean sprouts into minced pieces.

They were having fun here, and Qu Jincun received an unexpected phone call, interrupting each other's entertainment time at noon.

After hanging up the phone, he looked solemn like never before, and said to Molly after a few seconds: "Mr. Zhou has an accident, do you want to go with me?" ”

If there is no Mr. Zhou, there will definitely be no Qu Jincun today.

There is no doubt that Zhou is always the noble person in his life, and after meeting Mr. Zhou, he said goodbye to the days of being full and hungry and lived a decent life.

Moreover, Zhou is always the largest shareholder of his gym chain, and if something happens to Mr. Zhou, his career will inevitably be affected.

It is reasonable to be reasonable, Qu Jincun should have arrived as soon as possible.

Along the way, Qu Jincun drove the car without saying a word, and Molly guessed that there might be some bad signs in the phone call he received, which made him have no time to be distracted.

is even more uncharacteristically no longer laughing and playing with her.

Dream space is the projection of people's subconscious, the people or things here are after a certain degree of refraction, the people or things in Yuxian City are closely connected, in this world Zhou Zong, it is very likely that Qu Jincun is a very important person in reality.

He was worried, afraid that something big would happen to that person. Can it also be said that there is such a father and brother in the real world...... Occupies an important corner in the minds of Qu Shen?

This qiē is still limited to speculation, and it can not be realized until I see myself.

In fact, that call was made by Dong Zhou's first secretary - unlike what many people guessed, Mr. Zhou's right-hand man was not all vases with empty appearances.

He, the first secretary and special assistant, is very shrewd and capable, and he has never been particularly flustered, but today, this person is out of tune, and when he called Qu Jincun, his voice trembled, and he seemed to be very panicked.

When Molly and Qu Jincun arrived at the villa, there were four or five people trying to grab Mr. Zhou so that he would not hit the wall - he looked crazy, there were already a lot of blood stains on the wall, many furniture had deep scratches, and shards of porcelain and glass were scattered all over the ground, and four or five big men couldn't get him.

Qu Jincun quickly ran over and said to the housekeeper, "Take a few bottles of Wuliangye." ”

Everyone present was dispossessed, and with him, a decisive speaker, appearing and being the master of the house, these people naturally listened to him.

"If you have the ability to kill this bottle of Wuliangye, you just knocked the wall down, what loss can you recover?" I saw Qu Jincun holding Mr. Zhou's placket tightly, and his voice was calm and firm, "Drink!" ”

Maybe it's because Qu Jincun is the most important person in his heart, or maybe it's because Mr. Zhou has exhausted all his spirit before Qu Jincun came, when he lifted the bottle of Wuliangye and asked the security guard next to him to let him go, Mr. Zhou didn't say a word, and poured the whole pound into his stomach.

Not long after he finished drinking, he fell to the ground with a thud, not moving.

"Hurry up and call a doctor." Qu Jincun whispered to the housekeeper, "He has severe depression, don't you know?" Remember to keep a low profile when you go to the doctor, and don't make it known to everyone, otherwise you will know the consequences. ”

The housekeeper received the order and trembled to arrange it.

Mr. Zhou lay on his back on the floor, and no one dared to approach him to move him.

Qu Jincun let out a breath from his nose, frowned and gently lifted Mr. Zhou up and put him on the barely intact sofa, and then sighed again.

The atmosphere at the scene was solemn and tense, with a depression as cold as steel.

"Have you seen him have seizures before?" Molly, who had been paying close attention to Qu Jincun, asked very softly.

"He's been depressed for a while, years to be exact." Qu Jincun said with a solemn expression, and found a blanket for Mr. Zhou to put on his body, "From the time I knew him to now, he has had about three or four seizures in total, and each time it is very violent. ”

Molly nodded, not continuing to ask.

According to this inference, Qu Jincun in reality has some understanding of deep depression.

So how can he still ...... himself

"Do you know where he got sick?" Molly asked tentatively.

After a moment of silence, Qu Jincun shook his head silently.

Even if he once saved someone's life, even if someone else is his biggest shareholder, there are some things imprinted in the depths of his soul that cannot be easily known by outsiders.

"Every time he had a seizure, we settled it out like this." He shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "It's useless to take any medicine, just pour the yellow soup above 60 degrees into your stomach, and he will be alive." ”

It seems a bit cruel to say that a successful person who is not confused in this way...... Molly was noncommittal and nodded slightly.

"No wonder." She said very softly, and only two people could hear the whisper, "No wonder he wants to sign up for the strongest health training class, and he also sends a housekeeper chef to participate in the basic training of dietitians, and comes to me once a week to make a balanced meal plan - it turns out that it is all due to physical reasons." ”

Qu Jincun was silent, he didn't tell Molly, at this moment, he felt very uncomfortable.

For the current Coach Qu, Mr. Zhou's preservation is not only the guiding light of the life of a partner in his career, but also the long-missing fatherly and brother-like care.

Originally, such an open-minded person should not stick to a certain mind, but in fact, Mr. Zhou's illness is already very deep, and every attack will be worse than the last one.

This made Qu Jincun never understand - is it interesting to do this in his career?

Although Mr. Zhou is well maintained, he is also in his forties after all, and if he doesn't dye his hair, the white of his sideburns can't be hidden.

Everyone retreated far away, and it seemed that they all knew that something had happened to their employer today, and no one dared to take the risk to invite pets.

In the huge living room, only Qu Jincun and Molly, a pair of young men and women, stayed by Mr. Zhou's side.

The doctor hasn't come yet, but a long time has passed, and even if Qu Jincun is in a hurry, he knows that it's useless to be anxious now—it's not so easy to find a brain expert who has a tight mouth, high medical skills, and is still in the city.

The housekeeper needs to spend a little time.

At this time, Mr. Zhou, who was originally covered with a blanket and his eyes closed, suddenly cried.