Make a living

Qi Yu figured that if Zheng Haichuan didn't come back after he and Xiao BuDian finished dinner, he would call the police first.

The city seems to be full of bright lights of high technology and modernization, but there are still many invisible corners that abide by the traditional and ancient order and unspoken rules.Zheng Haichuan ran over to stop people so recklessly, Qi Yu didn't think there would be any good results in his heart.

Facts also proved that Qi Yu was right.

Not long after the deliveryman delivered the meal, when the food boxes on the dining table were still steaming, a series of slightly heavy footsteps came from the corridor.

Qi Yu and Zheng Jiahe, who was sitting across from him, quickly raised their heads and looked out of the house.

The sensor light on this floor just came on.

The figure climbing up the stairs moved a little differently from ordinary people. The dim light fell from above his head, spreading a slowly moving haze on the stairs.

The young man lowered his head, so he couldn't see his face clearly.But the color of the vest on his body was clearly illuminated—here and there were lumps, whether it was mud or blood stains, and the gray and white fabric was stained in a mess by the dark color.

In addition to the vest, the young man's wheat-colored arm holding the handrail also had more than one spot of bruises, and the other equally miserable arm was supported by him at the back of the waist covered by his clothes, supporting his steps up the stairs.

"Squeak-"

The wooden chairs and stools rubbed sharply on the floor, and Zheng Haichuan, who was slowly climbing the stairs, raised his head in surprise.

Through the half-open door, Zheng Haichuan met a pair of narrow eyes.Those eyes were full of emotions that he still couldn't understand at this time, even if they were blocked by the gold-rimmed mirror frame, they couldn't conceal the roiling anger and temperature inside.

"Hey, Doctor Qi..."

Zheng Haichuan flinched, and moved his lips in a huff.

It's just that there is a crack at the corner of his mouth, and it hurts to move it lightly.

Zheng Haichuan felt that his current appearance was really shameless, his tall and strong body shrugged and shrugged, trying to shrink into a shrimp that no one saw.It's just that it's obviously meaningless to dodge like this. Before Zheng Haichuan could finish his sentence, he felt his right arm being pinched vigorously by Qi Yu.

The strength dissipated in a blink of an eye until there was only one layer left. Even so, it also made Zheng Haichuan's body change its fulcrum.

He leaned half of his body on Qi Yu's shoulder.

"Doctor Qi, no, don't bother..."

Zheng Haichuan hurriedly tried to avoid Qi Yu's arm to help him go, but Qi Yu flew over with a sharp look, "Shut up."

"... Oh." Zheng Haichuan didn't dare to say anything.

Honestly, Qi Yu half-supported and half-carried him back home.

"My father!"

After Zheng Haichuan sat on the sofa at Qi Yu's house, Zheng Jiahe, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, rushed forward, "Dad Yao, you are finally back!"

"Oh, slow down, He Miao'er," Zheng Haichuan grinned and caught his little nephew, patted his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, Dad Yao came back a bit late today."

"Well," Zheng Jiahe shook his head, noticing the spots on his uncle's body, the little boy's eyes showed worry like a little adult, "Dad Yao, what's wrong with you?" He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it.

"Just... just fell on the road." Zheng Haichuan lied very clumsily.He held his little nephew in his hand and rubbed it, then put it back to his side, and said, "Sit obediently and touch him. Your father and I are more brittle than an egg now."

"Ah."

Qi Yu came out of the bedroom with something at this time, and sneered when he heard this.

"Eggs?" He stomped the medicine box on the coffee table angrily, and looked at Zheng Haichuan, "Isn't it because the nose is blue and the face is swollen?"

"...Huh? Hehe, it's not, almost."

Zheng Haichuan himself didn't know why he felt a little guilty under Qi Yu's stare.He tugged on Qi Yu's trousers, winked at him quietly, and said silently: "Doctor Lu, help me hide this from Xiao Hemiao."

He didn't notice that he had unknowingly changed back to the old name for the man, but Qi Yu heard it, and his face softened a little.

"He Miao, continue to eat." Qi Yu's eyes shifted to the little boy beside him.

The takeaways that were delivered just now were just eaten, and Qi Yu gave orders at this time, and Zheng Jiahe didn't dare to resist.He just kept his eyes on the wound on Zheng Haichuan's body, reluctant to part.

"Listen to Uncle Lv, go and eat quickly." Zheng Haichuan hurriedly followed Qi Yu's words and hurried away, "Uncle Lv is here to help Dad Yao's wound, it will be fine after you eat Dad."

Anyway, uncle has come back.The uneasiness in Zheng Jiahe's heart also gradually dissipated, and he obediently walked to the dining table with an "oh".

In the heart of the little boy, his uncle is omnipotent.Even if he falls, the floor will crack, and his father is sure to be fine!At least, at least three with one punch!

"Down three with one punch?"

In the bright living room, a muscular body with a bare upper body was lying sideways on the sofa.

Zheng Haichuan was downcast when he came back, but now he is in good spirits, and he is describing to Qi Yu the heroic deeds he did on the construction site in the afternoon, defying the power and fighting against others.

The cotton swab in Qi Yu's hand had just filled up the hydrogen peroxide, and while repeating Zheng Haichuan's words, he held down his wrist and used the cotton swab to punch Zheng Haichuan's wound: "You are quite proud of holding a fist while others hold a stick?"

"Hiss... Lu, Doctor Lu, lighten up, lighten up." Zheng Haichuan gasped, his voice became softer, and he said weakly, "Didn't I not expect that? Who would have thought that a society ruled by law now , and this kind of black and evil style!"

"..."

Qi Yu really didn't know whether to say that Zheng Haichuan was simple or just stupid. He was such a big man, but he had the strength and strength to carry the steel bars, but he didn't use his brain when he went out.

He said in a cold voice: "You should be lucky, they just found someone to beat you up, and didn't find you to be buried in a pit."

"Haha, that's too exaggerated!"

Zheng Haichuan thought Qi Yu was joking at first, but the coldness coming from behind made him shiver, and he stuttered, "No, no, it's in broad daylight..."

Qi Yu didn't tell Zheng Haichuan about his coworker getting injured at this time.

This idiot has a softer heart than a woman. If he knew that a worker was injured because he was leading a shift, wouldn't he have to get up from the sofa and go to the hospital immediately?

Qi Yu's heart is very small and hard, and he can't hold too many people in it.

Now he only hopes that the person in front of him will live in peace and order, and let him lie down and recuperate.

"Neighboring street."

Qi Yu threw the blood-stained cotton swab into the trash can, took two clean ones and continued to debride Zheng Haichuan's upper body, saying, "It's in the trash can around the corner, and the corpse was dug out a few years ago. piece."

"What? Stone?" Zheng Haichuan didn't hear clearly.

Qi Yu's cotton swab happened to wipe his bruised elbow, and the cold and wet cotton head passed across Zheng Haichuan's arm, followed by a cold voice: "Open the plastic bag, and you can still see the body parts inside." A piece of finger on it."

"??!"

Zheng Haichuan finally heard it clearly, his scalp was numb.

"Doctor Li, you, don't scare me."

The two muscles on the back of his shoulders tensed up, pressing against Qi Yu's fingers.

"I didn't scare you."

Qi Yu looked calm, and very calmly looked at Zheng Haichuan's frightened eyes: "It was discovered by the sanitation lady upstairs."

"You can ask if you don't believe me."

"..." Gudong.

Zheng Haichuan felt goosebumps all over his body.

God, it turns out that in reality, you can be so close to the murderers in the TV series?

Qi Yu lowered his eyes, and could clearly see the fine hairs standing up on the honey-colored skin close at hand.

The sullenness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a slight smile flashed across his face.

Deserve it.

We should let this idiot know how the word "hou fear" is written!