Driving to the hospital, he received a phone call on the way, looking at the phone number, the smile on Feng Yutian's face gradually subsided.

Picking up the phone, the other party's voice seemed to carry three or nine days of ice and snow, cold to the spine: "I heard that you ruined my territory?" And made that place disappear. ”

Feng Yutian didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

The other party's voice was even colder, "When have you been so cruel." ”

Feng Yutian said indifferently: "Compared with you, it's just a small thing." ”

The other party snorted coldly: "I remember this hatred, and I will get it back with you." ”

"Waiting for you at any time."

"The appointed time is coming, you must not have found the person yet."

Feng Yutian asked him rhetorically: "So you found it?" ”

The other party was silent.

Feng Yutian still said lightly: "It seems that we are all going to return in vain, and this time it is a draw." ”。“ No, I'm going to win. ”

Feng Yutian has always admired the other party's persistence, and he said: "I wish you early success." ”

The other party sneered and suddenly said, "Do you remember the story my father told us when we were young?" ”

Feng Yutian said: "There are many stories he tells, which one do you refer to?" ”

The other party said, "I only remember one of his stories." ”

"Which one?"

"There were two men who went to the forest to cut wood when they met a bear, and the bear pounced, and they hurriedly threw their axes and ran for their lives, and the bear chased after them, and they were about to catch up. One of them said that we would definitely die, because we would not be able to outrun the bear. And do you remember the other person's answer? ”

He sold it, and Feng Yutian frowned tightly.

The other seemed pleased with his silence, and continued in a cold voice: "He said: I don't have to outrun the bear, just be faster than you." So, I don't have to succeed, just a little bit better than you, my brother. ”

"......" Feng Yutian was silent for a long time, and then said: "I really don't have any impression of this story. And I don't understand a little, since they know that someone is going to die, and they all have axes in their hands, why do they kill each other and not unite and give it a go. ”

This time, it was replaced by the silence of the other party.

Feng Yutian sighed: "So, my father's answer is not all right. Competition and cruelty do not solve all problems, and cooperation when necessary is what makes you invincible. You're right? My brother. ”

Hung up the phone.

Feng Yutian turned his head and looked at An Yirou in a coma, she just said that she liked him, but now she is very excited when she thinks about it, and her mood can't help but improve.

With this good mood, he added the accelerator, and the car drove to the hospital at a high speed.

****

It had been two days since An Yirou's consciousness returned.

She came to her senses and opened her eyes to see a familiar figure. He was recording something into the computer, and it crackled so fast that it was dazzling.

An Yirou asked curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

"Record your dreams."

“……”

"Would you like to read it to you?"

“……”

An Yirou is sure that this person is Feng Yutian, there is nothing wrong with him, only he is always so speechless.

An Yirou didn't want to talk to him, and stood up. Looking around, it was a good intensive care unit, and she rang the bell on the wall.

But I haven't seen the nurse come for a long time, and I feel a little angry, feeling that this hospital is as speechless as Feng Yutian.

She rang the bell so hard that it almost shattered.

After Feng Yutian finished typing the last word, he said unhurriedly: "No one will come when you ring the bell like this." ”

"Why?"

"I've taken this floor down to give you a break."

“……”

An Yirou looked at Feng Yutian speechlessly. Can hospitals also pack? When will his local tyrant style be changed?

I have seen an authentic tyrant like Boss Wang, and found that he is quite different from a tyrant, not only is he not like a tyrant, but his appearance and temperament are like a nobleman.

This thought made An Yirou feel a chill: if he was a nobleman, she could be a princess.