after scraping a customer's car

Shen Ci was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Yan, and asked him with a smile, "Do you think I should pick it up or not?"

Song Yan thought about it seriously for a while, and the ringing of the phone over there also stopped, and he said: "Look, even if I said to answer, he stopped calling."

When the voice fell to the ground, Shen Ci's cell phone rang again, and the call was still Nie Huai'an.

Song Yan, "..."

Shen Ci snorted, "You're stingy." After he finished speaking, he pressed the answer button and the speakerphone.

"Xiao Ci, I heard that you are in the hospital?" Nie Huai'an's voice came, it was gentle and sweet, if you don't look at what he did, just listen to this man's voice, it is indeed extremely charming.

"En." Shen Ci replied very simply.

"What's the matter with you? Is your stomach upset again?" Nie Huai'an's voice was full of concern.

Song Yan felt that he should be generous, so he got out of bed and went to the balcony window.

Shen Ci looked at him, and said to Nie Huai'an on the phone, "It's not me, it's my old Song."

This sentence "my old Song" made Nie Huai'an sigh lightly. Thinking that Shen Ci used to call him "Old Nie" like that, he felt even more uncomfortable.

He tidied up his mood and said, "It's good that you're fine."

Shen Cidan said: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, you should care more about your wife."

Without waiting for Nie Huai'an to answer, he hung up directly, went to the balcony, stood next to Song Yan, and leaned on the window sill, only to realize that the opposite of this ward was a bustling street, full of feasting and feasting, and the quietness of the single room in the inpatient department form a sharp contrast.

"Old Comrade Song, what are you standing here looking at?" He said with a smile.

Song Yan turned his head to look at him, "Look at the scenery downstairs."

"What about the ears?" Shen Ci looked at him with a half-smile.

Song Yan smiled, and admitted generously, "I listen to your conversation with my ears."

Shen Ci snorted, "Lao Song, Lao Song, when did you become so narrow-minded?"

Song Yan went to pull his hand and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

Shen Ci said, "Hey, I'll call you Lao Song from now on."

Song Yan said: "Then I will call you Xiao Shen from now on?"

Shen Ci narrowed his eyes dangerously, chuckled twice, turned his gaze back to the night scene outside, and let Song Yan hold his hand.

Song Yan said: "Xiao Ci, I have time to be jealous, so I might as well think about how to get rid of him."

Shen Ci looked at Song Yan, raised one corner of his mouth, and said nothing.

Song Yan didn't speak any more, he followed Shen Ci's gaze to look at the night scene outside.

Shen Ci withdrew his hand, laid down on the balcony leisurely, and said, "This room is well chosen. From here, the scenery outside is really beautiful."

"33 floors, the same number of floors as your residence." Song Yan said while looking at him, "Xiao Ci, do you like the number 33?"

"Well, I like it." Shen Ci's eyes were still looking at the brightly lit night scene, "I like to stand on a high place and look at the distant scenery." He paused, turned his head to look at Song Yan, and then asked him, "Wait for your surgery." How about skydiving together?"

Song Yan was slightly surprised when he heard the words, and asked, "Xiao Ci, are you skydiving?"

"Did you forget that grandpa was from the Air Force?" Shen Ci smiled lightly, "However, the old man does not allow me to skydive, especially since my parents had an accident, he doesn't like me to play dangerous games."

"Then let's listen to grandpa and don't do skydiving." Song Yan said, "Actually, I'm not good at skydiving, and I don't have much interest in it."

Shen Ci straightened up, leaned against the wall behind him, and looked at him with folded arms, "Rock climbing, mountain climbing, cycling, do you like these things?"

"In fact, compared to these, I prefer shooting and running." Song Yan said, "Boxing."

Shen Ci looked at him with great interest, "I really want to see your marksmanship now."

Song Yan asked him, "Do you know the wind direction, wind speed and distance when shooting?"

"Of course I understand." Shen Ci hit him, "You underestimate me."

Song Yan smiled and took Shen Ci over, pointed to a street lamp downstairs, made a gesture of shooting, and said, "The distance is 92 meters, the wind speed is three meters per second, and the wind direction is southwest. No need to correct it, bang!"

Shen Ci looked at the street lamp, "It's fun." He turned to look at Song Yan, "Last time I told you that Xu Anming and I set up a club, then the club will be the CS club. After your surgery, I will take you to play , We spent a lot of money on a very complete actual combat system."

"Target with live ammunition?" Song Yan was surprised.

Shen Ci gave him a look.

Song Yan showed expectant eyes.

Shen Ci turned around, wrapped his arms around Song Yan's neck, faced him face to face, and said, "Do you really want to go there and have a look?"

Song Yan nodded, "I really want to." He paused for a while, "I haven't robbed for many years, even if it's fake."

Shen Ci lightly pursed his lips, "I'll take you there when you're well." After finishing speaking, he thought for a while, and suggested, "Ask the doctor tomorrow about your surgery time and see if you can I'll take you there to have a look before the operation."

Song Yan nodded, "Okay."

At 22:38 in the evening, Shen's villa.

Li Wenqiang played a few games of chess with the old man. Shen Lin looked at the time and said, "Dad, it's time for you to sleep."

"Okay, I'm really tired." The old man was very happy, and he smiled and asked them both to go to bed. After washing up, he went back to the bedroom.

Jin Zhong came in with a glass of boiled water, "Master, it's time for you to take your medicine."

"Let's put it there." Old Man Shen didn't look at him, but was concentrating on flipping through a book.

Jin Zhong frowned slightly, stood there and said earnestly: "Master, you can't drag on like this any longer, I think you should go to the hospital for regular treatment."

"Oh." Old Master Shen pushed his glasses, and said coldly, "Jin Zhong, how old are you? You're not seven or eighty years old. Why do you keep saying things?"

Jin Zhong pursed his lips and remained silent. After a long while, he spoke again, "Master, you support Mr. Song in going to the hospital to treat his leg. Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment by yourself?"

"Can it be the same?" Mr. Shen put down the book in his hand and looked up at him, "That kid Xiao Song is still young, besides, I don't like the whole world about his leg problems, so why go blind Toss yourself, and trouble other doctors."

"Master!" Jin Zhong frowned, looking at him helplessly.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed too." Old Master Shen smiled at him indifferently, "I, Shen Changhe, am not afraid of death."

Jin Zhong looked sad, and asked: "You are not afraid of death, but don't you think about the second master, the third master and the young master?" After asking, he said: "Even if the master doesn't think about the second master and the third master, but the young master you Don't you think about it? He lost his parents since he was a child, so are you going to let him lose his dearest grandpa?"

After hearing this, the old man gradually lost the smile on his face.

"Master, you are still in the early stages. I have asked about it. In the early stages of cancer, as long as you receive regular treatment, the possibility of being cured is very high. Even some patients in the middle stage can live many years longer after being treated with drugs or surgery. "Jin Zhong pleaded, "The young master is only in his 20s, are you really assured of leaving him alone in this world?"

The expression on Mr. Shen's face became serious, he was silent and hesitating.

"Master, you have to tell the second master about your illness. He is at home now, so don't hide it anymore." Jin Zhong almost knelt down for the old man like that.

Mr. Shen remained silent.

Jin Zhong continued: "Master, don't hesitate. If you don't say it, then I will. I can't do it after so many days."

Hearing this, Old Man Shen said lightly: "You are not allowed to tell Xiao Lin and Xiao Li about my illness, let alone Xiao Ci. Now that Xiao Song is going to have an operation, you are adding to his worries."

"It's okay to tell Second Master?" Jin Zhong said with a bitter face, "Master, Second Master is your son."

Mr. Shen frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Let me think about it."

Jin Zhong was generally discouraged, "Master..."

The old man didn't want to listen to him anymore, he waved his hand, motioned him to go down, and ordered coldly: "Old Zhong, watch your own mouth."

Jin Zhong pursed his lips, didn't speak, and walked out of the bedroom quickly as if angry.

Song Yan's surgery is scheduled for this Friday morning, and there are still four days left.

After breakfast, Shen Ci stood in front of Song Yan, "Come to the club with me?"

"today?"

"That's right," Shen Ci said, "The operation was only done on Friday, so I'm just waiting for the next few days. I'll take you to have a look, so you won't worry about it."

Song Yan smiled, pulled his hand into his palm, "Thank you Xiaoci."

The two went downstairs together, out of the hospital building, and went straight to the parking garage.

"Let me drive. I will protect you these few days." Shen Ci smiled.

Song Yan looked at him helplessly and tenderly, and said, "It won't be tiring to drive a car."

"But your right leg is not good, and you use it to step on the accelerator and brake, you have to use more or less force." Shen Ci patted his arm, "I will drive."

Song Yan smiled, seeing Shen Ci's rare seriousness, he had no choice but to agree.

The car drove slowly to the hospital, and when it was driving towards the main road, Shen Ci thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "When you get there later, don't get too excited, you are only allowed to shoot targets, and nothing else is allowed. Absolutely no harm whatsoever."

His words made Song Yan's heart extremely sweet, and she turned her head to look at him, "Okay, it's all up to you."

Shen Ci glanced at him, "You have to listen to me, because I'm doing this for your own good."

Song Yan's heart was trembling, and he leaned towards Shen Ci, "Xiao Ci, I really want to kiss you, but you are driving a car, we will talk about it when we get there."

Shen Ci laughed happily, licked the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at him with a smile, didn't speak, just continued to drive, but accelerated the accelerator.

The car drove more than 80 miles outside the city before arriving at the destination. Shen Ci drove the car into the luxurious iron gate of the club, and then parked the car in an open space.

"Here we are." Shen Ci said, "How far is it? We won't be going back tonight. There is a place to live and food and drink here."

Song Yan looked through the car window, quite surprised.

While unfastening his seat belt, Shen Ci said, "Do you know about the Beijing Raid Live CS Club?"

Song Yan nodded, "I heard."

"Our place here is almost imitating the model there. Of course, it's not that big. Only a dozen or so people from the club often come to play." Shen Ci paused a little while speaking, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Song Yan turned his head, blushing a little, but still leaned over and kissed Shen Ci's mouth lightly.

Shen Ci smiled slightly, "Get out of the car."

After walking a few steps, Shen Ci saw several cars and frowned.

Song Yan looked around, it was a large grassland, not far away were woods, mountains, and many buildings, he looked into the distance, and saw the shooting site in the distance.

"Xiaoci, it's over there, right?" He pointed to the distance.

Shen Ci nodded, "Let's go, the shooting range is divided into indoor and outdoor, do you want indoor or outdoor?"

"Let's go outside first." Song Yan said.

"it is good."

Shen Ci led Song Yanchao to the shooting range slowly.

"How is it? Are you excited?" Shen Ci asked him with a smile.

"Excitement, I was in a trance just now, I thought I was back in the army." Song Yan seemed to be emotional, and then thanked, "Thank you Xiaoci."

The smile on Shen Ci's face was even stronger, "You will thank me well when you shoot later, that will be a fun and exciting experience."

"A small speech."

Shen Ci and Song Yan heard the reputation at the same time, it was Nie Huai'an and Xu Anming.

"It's such a coincidence that you are here too." Shen Ci smiled calmly.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, why are you two here free? Aren't you going to have an operation?" Xu Anming asked.

"The operation is scheduled for this Friday, and today is only Monday. Bring Song Yan to have fun."

"Just right, let's play together." Xu Anming greeted Song Yan with a smile.

Maybe it was because of Shen Ci's anger last time, today Yang Fan and the others are very polite to Song Yan, except for Nie Huai'an.

He stared at Song Yan with dangerous and sharp eyes, and his face was not very good-looking.

Song Yan was indifferent, and greeted Xu Anming and the others with a smile. When he reached Nie Huai'an, he extended his hand generously, "Hello."

Nie Huai'an stretched out his hand, shook it meaningfully, withdrew his hand, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled softly, "I heard that you were a soldier or a sniper, how about we compare?"

Song Yan smiled slightly, "Sorry, I'm just here to play with Xiaoci."

"What? Don't you dare?" Nie Huai'an had a provocative look on his face.

Song Yan still had a smile on his handsome face, "After all, I have practiced before, and it would be unfair to you if I were to really compare myself with you."

Nie Huai'an snorted disdainfully.

Shen Ci came over, "Just for fun, don't do such boring things." He dragged Song Yan to the shooting range.