Wen Yinuo and her mother Wen Yangui went back to their rooms, and only Zhang Fengqi was alone in the downstairs living room watching TV.

There wasn't really anything particularly good tonight, and in the blink of an eye it was the evening news time of the local TV station.

Zhang Fengqi leaned on the wide sofa, his legs comfortably resting on the small poun in front of him, holding the remote control in his hand, and changing tables with each other.

Finally switched to the local TV station.

The evening news just happened to be broadcast to the National Rich List Awards Conference held in the Jiangcheng City Auditorium during the day today.

This time, the awards ceremony was actually a newspaper and website as the protagonist, and Jiangcheng just provided a venue for free activities.

Of course, a certain newspaper and website have saved money, and Jiangcheng City has gained a certain amount of exposure on the whole network, which is a win-win activity.

At 7 p.m., the awards ceremony was also featured on a national television news program.

Jiangcheng City showed a small face in front of the people of the whole country.

Zhang Fengqi clenched one hand into a fist, pressed it against his head, tilted his head and watched TV quietly.

Because it is a local TV station, there is a lot more time for this news than a national TV station.

There is only less than a minute of news in the prime news time of national television, but in Jiangcheng TV, the whole half hour is about this award event.

Of course, those award-winning tycoons also gave enough shots one by one.

When the host announced that he was ranked tenth rich, Zhang Fengqi raised his eyebrows slightly.

“…… Mr. Cen Yaogu is a well-known real estate businessman in southern China, and today he came to Jiangcheng for the first time to receive the National Rich List award. - Mr. Shum, could you please talk about your feelings for winning the award? ”

The modestly dressed hostess handed the microphone to a gentle-looking man on stage.

He looked to be less than sixty years old, but he should have been well maintained, and his real age was probably over sixty.

"Hehe......" Zhang Feng curled the corners of his mouth and nodded playfully.

……

At this moment, the Xiao family is eating desserts around the living room and watching TV at the same time.

Xiao's mother likes to watch this kind of wealth show the most.

Since she knew that the National Rich List Awards Conference was going to be held in Jiangcheng, she stared at the program preview of Jiangcheng TV every day, wanting to see the grand occasion of this awards conference for the first time.

Today, she watched the live broadcast at home during the day, and she has to watch the evening news again in the evening.

While eating the warm poplar nectar, she gave Xiao's father advice: "Come and see!" Come and see! This is the richest man in our country! - You can't even think of how much money there is! ”

Dad Xiao glanced up, nodded and said, "You're all old...... Look at those guys, they're older than me. ”

"What's wrong with people getting older than you? People are richer than you! - Compared with the age of the rich, do you want to face you?! "Xiao's mother buried Xiao's father mercilessly.

When Xiao Yiyuan came back, Xiao's mother called Xiao Fanghua down and asked her son and daughter to sit together and listen to her nagging about the New Year.

Xiao Fanghua forced a smile, and Xiao Yi looked at his phone indifferently.

Finally, after Xiao's mother finished speaking, everyone could eat desserts and watch TV, and Xiao Fanghua breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the TV and was about to go back to her room when she suddenly saw a familiar person and sighed softly.

She asked Xiao Yiyuan softly: "...... Ah Yuan, look at that person, that rich man named Cen Yaogu, is it very familiar? ”

Xiao Yiyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the TV, and was slightly stunned for a while, and whispered: "Well, it's the person you saved last night......

It's an old man who said he was attacked on the path and was covered in blood.

And his daughter, who has always been with the rich man.

The sister and brother glanced at each other and tacitly agreed not to say anything more.

Xiao's mother excitedly counted the rich people she was familiar with today, completely unaware that her children had actually met with one of the rich people.

……

Qu Yougui was helped home by Dai Meiyun, who came over.

He told Dai Meiyun that he accidentally fell, had a headache and legs, and wanted to go to bed early.

Dai Meiyun saw that there were indeed no obvious scars on his body, and she believed him, but she still complained: "What's the matter? You're also a work injury, right? ”

Qu Yougui didn't bother to pay attention to her.

He couldn't think about things in his head, and when he thought about it, he twitched in pain.

So I went to the bathroom and went to sleep.

Originally, he thought that it would be good to get some sleep, but the next day, he felt that it was not so simple.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, and when he looked in the mirror, he found that the left half of his face seemed to be stiff, and he couldn't even blink his eyes, and his eyelids were half-drooping.

He wanted to try to make an expression, only the right side of his face could move, and the left side of his face was really like a ruined painting.

Qu Yougui was originally very good-looking, otherwise there would not be so many women who were hooked up with by him and had a relationship.

But now half of the stiff face is half Jiang Jing and half Jiang Hong, where is there still a little bit of the handsome and chic in the past?!

In anger, he slammed the toothbrush into the mouthwash cup and kicked the sink pillar again before walking out of the bathroom in a huff.

He had only taken a few steps when he felt something was wrong again.

He obviously wanted to step on his left leg, but it was his right leg that stepped out, and his right arm just flung out......

It's walking with the same hands and feet!

Qu Yougui hurriedly stopped, walked a few steps on the sofa in the center of the room, and felt a little better, so he let go of the sofa and walked on his own.

After a few steps, he found himself again with his hands and feet......

The point is that he feels that he is not suffering from psychological factors such as nervousness, but that he finds that he is purely unable to control the direction of movement of his legs and arms, resulting in the inability of his arms and legs to coordinate.

That's not going to work.

It was more heart-pounding than half of his face stiffened.

"Meiyun! Beauty! Fast! Come and help me, I need to go to the hospital! "Qu Yougui doesn't know if it's because he was beaten yesterday, and plans to go to the hospital for a good checkup.

If it's really a problem, he must go to the police!

Qu Yougui held his stomach and came to Jiangcheng No. 1 Hospital with Dai Meiyun.

He thought about it for a while, hung up the orthopedic number, and wanted the doctor to see if there was any problem with his legs, feet and arms.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, not many people go to the hospital.

Soon it will be his turn.

Entering the doctor's room, he told him about his condition, then stood up and walked a few steps.

I don't know if it's because he entered the hospital, he is a lot more relaxed, and there is nothing wrong with these steps.

The orthopedic surgeon looked at him with a blank face, as if he were looking at a neuropath.

Qu Yougui panicked, and hurriedly said, "Doctor, I didn't lie to you, really, I walked this morning......"

He hurriedly walked a few steps to the doctor's side, and sure enough, the same hand and foot appeared again.

"Look at you! That's it! ”

The doctor then took a closer look, sat him down, took out the instrument and tapped him on his knees and elbows.

“…… The reflex arc is normal. The joints are normal. Otherwise, you go for an X-ray and see if there's anything wrong with the bones. If the bones are fine, you go upstairs and turn the corner to hang the number of the clinic on the third floor. ”

The orthopedic surgeon did not lift his head and prescribed him for X-rays.

Qu Yougui hurriedly agreed, and then asked, "What is the specialty of the outpatient clinic on the third floor?" ”

“…… Neurology. The orthopedic surgeon looked indifferent and handed the prescription to Qu Yougui.