"Didi!"

Hearing the sound of the car horn outside, Pang Qingtong hurriedly walked out of the living room and opened the courtyard door. Outside the door stood Xiao Ningning, who looked anxious, and behind him was Gao Fei.

Xiao Ningning: "What the hell is going on?" What you said on the phone was messy, it scared me to death, who killed whom? ”

Pang Qingtong: "It's Zhou Zhiyu who died, oh, no, I don't know if I'm dead, I don't dare to look at it." I shot him with a gun, and he was bleeding a lot from his head......"

Gao Fei was also startled and said, "You shot?" ”

"No, I just hit him with a gun."

While talking, the three of them entered the living room, Xiao Ningning was just about to go to the bedroom, but Gao Fei stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "You guys wait outside, I'll go in first to have a look." ”

Pang Qingtong hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Ning Ning, don't go in first, he ...... He had no clothes on. ”

Xiao Ningning said in surprise: "Huh? Which one are you singing? ”

Pang Qingtong's smoke rings turned red, sat on the sofa, and said, "He's not a human ...... at all."

Gao Fei walked into the bedroom and saw Zhou Zhiyu lying naked on the bed with his back facing the sky. I approached him, tested his pulse, examined his wounds, and knew that he had only been knocked unconscious, and although he looked bloody, it was not a big deal.

Outside the door, Xiao Ningning asked, "Gao Fei, how is Zhou Zhiyu?" ”

Gao Fei: "It's okay. You stay with Qingtong for a while, and then you come in when I dress him. ”

Zhou Zhiyu's clothes and pants were all taken off on the floor by himself, Gao Fei picked up the pants and put them on for him first, and left the underwear alone, just cover his body.

When he picked up his clothes, he didn't pay attention to the front and back, but picked them up upside down, and the telegram and letterhead fell out of his pocket, along with his wallet.

Gao Fei picked up his wallet and stuffed it back into Zhou Zhiyu's clothes pocket, the folded letterhead made his heart move.

Everyone has their own habits of doing things, and Gao Fei is very familiar with the folding method of this letterhead, which is a common technique used by Wang Fangxiong! He glanced at Zhou Zhiyu lying on the bed, unfolded the letterhead, and hurriedly skimmed through the contents......

"Mrs. Zhou, do you have any hemostatic medicine at home?" Gao Fei came to the living room and asked.

"Yes, yes." Pang Qing took out a small medicine box from the cabinet.

Secret Service agents always have a similar medicine box at home in case they need it, and the medicine box contains everything from one to a simple surgical procedure.

Gao Fei put on hemostatic medicine for Zhou Zhiyu, bandaged the wound with gauze, turned around and said to Pang Qingtong who was standing behind him: "Mrs. Zhou, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Pang Qingtong: "Don't you have to send it to the hospital?" ”

Gao Fei: "It's just a skin injury, and being sent to the hospital is also for observation." ”

Pang Qingtong: "Then why isn't he awake yet?" ”

Gao Fei: "How much wine did he drink?" ”

Pang Qingtong: "A bottle of rice wine." ”

Gao Fei: "That's right, he is in a coma now, and being knocked out by you is one of the reasons, mainly because of excessive drinking, it is estimated that in another hour, it will almost be time to wake up." ”

Seeing that Gao Fei was so sure, Pang Qingtong was somewhat relieved and said, "Mr. Gao, thank you." "You're welcome."

Xiao Ningning breathed a long sigh of relief, stroked his chest with his hand, and said, "Qingtong, you're scared to death of me!" ”

Pang Qingtong sighed and said, "I'm also scared...... Ning Ning, I am fortunate to have you today. ”

Xiao Ningning: "You are fortunate to have me, and I am fortunate to have him." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Gao Fei's arm.

Looking at the affection and love of other husbands and wives, Pang Qingtong is not only envious, but also has an indescribable bitter taste.

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and Gao Fei said: "Mrs. Zhou, it's too late, Ning Ning and I will go back, you should rest early, and call again if there is anything." ”

Pang Qingtong: "Don't call me Mrs. Zhou, just call me by my name." ”

Xiao Ningning smiled and said, "Qingtong, do you care so much about a title?" ”

Pang Qingtong glanced at Zhou Zhiyu lying on the bed, unconcealed his disgust, and said, "I'd rather not be Mrs. Zhou!" ”

Xiao Ningning comforted: "Qingtong, if you want to open it a little, it will be fine slowly, he drank too much wine today, otherwise he wouldn't have said those words." ”

When he got into the car, Gao Fei said: "Qingtong, you'd better not tell Zhou Zhiyu, I have been here with Ning Ning." ”

Pang Qingtong: "Why? ”

Gao Fei smiled and said, "Men, they all have a good face." He was like that at that time, if he knew the clothes and pants I wore for him, it would make him embarrassed, and we would be embarrassed to meet again in the future. ”

Pang Qingtong nodded and said, "Well, I know." ”

Seeing Gao Fei's car gradually move away, Pang Qingtong sighed, plugged in the latch of the courtyard door, and turned around and returned to the house.

At about two o'clock in the second half of the night, Zhou Zhiyu woke up in a daze, he felt a dry mouth and a splitting headache, he drank too much wine, and he couldn't remember the conversation with Pang Qingtong clearly. I vaguely remember that I was hit by a hard object, and then I didn't know anything.

Zhou Zhiyu sat up, reached out and touched the light drawstring, turned on the light and saw that he was the only one in the bedroom, and there were dried blood stains on the sheets.

The pistol was still on the bedside table, Zhou Zhiyu picked it up, glanced at the bloodstains on the handle, and cursed in a low voice: "This woman is really good at it!" ”

He walked out of the bedroom with his pistol and went outside into the living room.

The living room was brightly lit, and Pang Qingtong was curled up in the sofa, covered with a thin blanket. Although Gao Fei said that it was okay, she was still a little nervous, afraid that Zhou Zhiyu would die in the middle of the night.

There was also a bedroom, which she didn't dare to go to, so she simply slept in the living room. Even so, she has been half-asleep, and when she heard movement, she sat up suddenly, glared at Zhou Zhiyu's hand holding the gun, and said, "What are you going to do!" ”

Zhou Zhiyu glanced at the gun in his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm just here to ask you, you just hit me with this, right?" ”

Pang Qingtong had a cold face and said, "What? Are you going to call back? ”

Zhou Zhiyu: "Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you!" ”

Seeing that he was indeed fine, Pang Qingtong also put her heart in her stomach, she picked up the pillow with a straight face and walked to the other bedroom.

Zhou Zhiyu asked behind her, "The wound you helped me bandage?" ”

Pang Qingtong said coldly: "You don't have to be grateful, I'm worried that you will die, and I will go to prison to pay for my life!" ”

With that, she walked into the bedroom and locked the door with a click.

Zhou Zhiyu put the pistol on the coffee table, picked up a cup of herbal tea, and took a big sip. Sitting on the couch and thinking about it, he took out the telegram from his pocket, lit it and threw it in the ashtray.

There was a full-length mirror in the living room, and he walked over to take a picture of it, and said to himself: "The bandaging is decent......"

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