Although Wang Qi didn't show loss, he didn't have many surprises, he thought that there would be any interesting news about the hard disk that Qin Jianwen cared about so much, so when he saw Feng Li playing infiltration, he prepared this matter, but he was really not satisfied with the results, but it was normal to think about it, how many secrets an ordinary rich second generation could have.

"It seems that you still have to start with the old one, you are about to wake up, I can't wait." Spit out the crumbs of the fruit shell in his mouth, and a pair of hateful eyes glanced at Qin Jianwen's room.

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For Wang Qi's experience, Ying Tianhong still has some sympathy, of course, it is only limited to sympathy, for his immeasurability, he also has a negative attitude, as a person who has come over, he values more is a young man who knows how to judge the situation and take advantage of the trend.

However, at this time, in his screen, this name was extremely dazzling, this afternoon, he received a notice from the secretary, a report about Qin Jianwen, sent to his public mailbox, the secretary who knew Qin Jianwen in the early stage, of course, quickly informed him of the news.

When he opened this compressed package, his mood was very angry, because he only saw one disgusting video, but as he opened one document after another, his mood slowly calmed down, this is some information about Qin Jianwen, no matter how big or small, but it is all negative content.

In a table, all of Qin Jianwen's illegal information is listed, including fraudulent entry and persecution of certain girls, the content is so detailed and the logic is clear, he can't help but sigh who Qin Jianwen has offended to get such detailed content.

Although he knew that the email address with this strange number should not be able to find the person who sent the content, he still contacted a colleague in network security and asked him to help query the information of this mailbox.

But these, which are limited to this, do not make him recall the name Wang Qi, the end of the unknown mailbox, that sentence

[This is not the end, Wang Qi] pierced him deeply in his heart.

Warn! This word suddenly appeared in Ying Tianhong's mind, if it was a conspiracy, there was no need to reveal the familiar matter at the end, so this was more like a declaration of war and a warning to himself, but he couldn't think of an ordinary worker, who was next to him, who could say such a confident word.

But in any case, Ying Tianhong, who smelled the political atmosphere, still made some preparations for this, for the previous failure, he had already seen that in politics, there are no absolute enemies, there are no absolute friends, there are only entanglements of interests, of course, for those who hate him, he doesn't mind falling into the ground.

Therefore, this sentence of "this is not the end" successfully attracted his attention, and he raised the phone in his hand, "Hey, Kang Bureau, it's me, like this, are you free at night?" There's something I want to talk to you about. ”

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His last memory was still the writhing body above him, and the heart-rending pain made him feel like life was worse than death for the first time, "Is it the hospital?" Qin Jianwen's eyes were greeted by a white room, and the smell of alcohol filled his nostrils.

The dark sky is a canvas of dark blue and light orange, and the occasional fluttering white clouds lock themselves in somewhere, "What a terrible Friday." Qin Jianwen, who was lying flat on the hospital bed, seemed to be a little weak, looking out the window in a daze, the whole person was still groggy, thinking of his own one-day experience, it is estimated that there is no worse day than this.

Suddenly he remembered something, he was shocked, regardless of the inconvenience of dripping, his right hand lifted the futon, saw a ball of tightly wrapped white cloth, and experienced the unconscious friendship, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and didn't even know what kind of expression to use to decorate himself.

"Ah, you're awake, don't move yet, I'll call a doctor right away." A female voice came from the door, and the young girl in a nurse's uniform hurriedly stopped his behavior and laid him back on the bed, and the faint fragrance that wafted from time to time unexpectedly smelled in the room full of alcohol, but the young man was indifferent from beginning to end.

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"That's it, Mr. Qin, you don't have to think about it, it's okay, with the current medical methods, this level can still be treated, but the recovery time will be longer." The middle-aged man in a white lab coat recorded some data in his notebook and prepared to leave.

The middle-aged woman beside Qin Jianwen immediately sent her off, muttering softly to the doctor outside the door.

He didn't go back to the big wrestling in his imagination, and he didn't roar and scream when he saw people, he hadn't eaten for a day, his body was a little soft and couldn't hold it up, Qin Jianwen looked at the ceiling like a zombie, and ushered in his crying mother in the long wait.

Then listening to my mother's cry, facing the rice porridge without desire, in the quiet ward, the attending doctor belatedly came, and was silent in a series of theories about the Tao, until he heard the heavenly voice: It's okay.

Qin Jianwen, whose face was bloodless, came to his senses, and there was more blood in his pale cheeks, somehow, he actually felt a little like crying, and his eyes were slightly swollen, is this the joy of regaining his life.

"Jianwen, it's not that my mother said you, you're really too much this time." The middle-aged woman who returned to the ward restrained her smile, and looked at the young man in front of her with remorse in her red and swollen eyes, but when she saw such a decadent appearance, her heart softened again, and she sat at the head of the bed and picked up the porcelain bowl, "Let's eat some more, I didn't eat just now, I've been hungry for a day." ”

"It's been a day," Qin Jianwen's nose was a little sour.

"yes, it's been a day, I can't wait." At the moment when Qin Jianwen woke up, Wang Qi had already discovered it, and according to several goals at that time, he chose a plan in the notebook to execute.

At this time, he was staring at the clock on the wall, slowly swinging with the hands, and the time was probably about the same.

"Then let's start" Wang Qi, who was talking to himself, raised his hand and lightly tapped the blood-colored text in front of him.

[Qin Jianwen saw the abnormal number 7] [Yes] Number of times [62]

"Mom", Qin Jianwen, who turned his head, just wanted to say something, he saw something strange outside the window, it should have been a disorderly branch, but at this time it showed a strange number: 7, I don't know why, he can see this number very clearly with these strange and interlaced branches in front of him.

"What's wrong, Jianwen? What's there over there? The middle-aged woman came closer, turned her head to look, and there was nothing outside the window except fluttering branches.

"Mom, don't you think that branch is a bit like the number 7?" Qin Jianwen suddenly felt a little flustered, it was obviously just an ordinary scene, but he had an uncomfortable feeling.

"No, Jianwen, you kid is hungry, what's wrong with the value, shake it around, let's eat some porridge first."

As she spoke, she poured some rice porridge from the thermos pot, stirred it with the cold rice porridge, touched her lips, and handed it to Qin Jianwen.

"It's fine, I just think it's weird." Qin Jianwen, who took the porcelain bowl, said softly, it's just an illusion, there are so many things that have happened these days, which makes him feel a little upset.