who's medicine

It's spring and the weather is getting warmer. The company has a meeting this morning.

"Lao Wu's construction procedures continue to follow up. If the planning permit from the Urban Construction Bureau still cannot be obtained, you can tell me." Kan Qi confessed.

"Understood Brother Qi." Lao Wu said.

Yang Xiaohuan reported: "Brother Qi, I heard that the general election of the village cadres in Hong'ao Village is about to start. We have to get all the construction permits before the election. If we turn our faces and deny people, we will have a lot of trouble."

Kan Qi heard about this, and he was also very worried, but the construction procedures are so cumbersome, this is a necessary process, everyone has to go through this, what he can do now is to do his best to get the people of the Urban Construction Bureau to speed up the construction process. Planning permits are granted.

"How about it," Kan Qi said seriously, "I'll call their deputy chief and have dinner together in the afternoon. This matter can't be delayed any longer."

"Then I'll go to Lishui Hotel and book a private room." Lao Wu said.

"Do I... need to go?" Ming Lang asked.

During this period of time, he almost always went home after get off work to accompany his mother. Kan Qi has been very busy recently, and the two of them haven't had dinner together alone in the past month.As for what Kan Qi was busy with, he was willing to take the initiative to say, and Qinglang would act as the audience. If he didn't say anything, Qinglang wouldn't ask.

The relationship between the two of them just hangs in the air, wobbly, and they don't know when it will collapse.Although neither of them made it clear to each other, they both knew what the root cause of the trouble was. The two of them are now in a state of face-to-face and heart attack. They didn't say anything, but they just kept fighting each other.They both found that their feelings when they were alone had quietly changed.

Kan Qi didn't want to go back to that topic again, because it was a bottomless pit and a bomb. When it came to discoloration, although it seemed clear on the surface that nothing happened, but his kind of attitude towards himself was tepid and even contemptuous from the bottom of his heart. The attitude made Kan Qi miserable and hopeless.

"Of course, you have to drive." Kan Qi said.

"En." Ming Lang replied without a single word.

Yang Xiaohuan and the others were gossiping about the boss and Minglang in private, and they heard about the Qingrai incident from Zhou Guan. While admiring Minglang's righteousness, they were also worried about Brother Qi's situation at this time. .

What he is facing now is a multiple-choice question, either choose business and give up Qingming, or stick to his lover and give up those illegal activities happily. It is impossible to have both, at least Qingming will never pass.But the boss is not willing to give up that piece of Dabai live business that is one against one hundred, who is willing to let go of the big fat with oily silk in his hand?This is the conflict between the two of them now.

"Do you think Brother Qi will give in in the end?" Yang Xiaohuan asked quietly.

"It's probably difficult," Zhou Guan shook his head, "What he has always valued the most is the business on the Thai-Myanmar border. Others are small troubles, but that is his lifeblood." Ammunition, the scene of shooting himself in the chest without hesitation felt creepy.

"You can't have both, so it depends on whether Brother Qi wants to sacrifice his life or take righteousness." Lao Wu said, "I'm still embarrassed to see whether they are dying or not."

"You two idiots," Yang Xiaohuan said contemptuously, "Do you know what Minglang is to Brother Qi?"

Zhou Guan and Lao Wu looked at him inexplicably.

"This is honey, that's poison/medicine." Yang Xiaohuan said word by word.

This description is accurate enough, with Qingming's personality that does not tolerate a single grain of sand, it is impossible for them to get along peacefully and have a happy reunion in the end, unless the boss can... Hey, that is nonsense!

"Brother Qi's bitter face these days, hey...it's just two tears in silence, and the sound of camel bells ringing in my ears, it makes me feel bad." Yang Xiaohuan couldn't stop once he sighed.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Guan asked.

"What can you, a man, do to help with the young couple? Just do your own thing." Lao Wu said.

Zhou Guan pursed his lips, swallowed what he wanted to say.He believes that Minglang really loves the boss, and he also believes that the boss really has a passionate affection for Minglang, because he has seen it with his own eyes, and the reaction at that moment will not be deceiving.

It's just that now the two of them are standing there, as if they are facing each other secretly, neither of them wants to move, they are all waiting to see what happens.Zhou Guan felt that Minglang would not compromise. The reason was not only a matter of principle, but also... the behavior of the boss that day really made him very sad.

Yang Xiaohuan asked a lot: "Zhou Guan, what's the situation with Brother Qi's batch of weapons now?"

"I have been contacting the seller," Zhou Guan said helplessly, "Looking at Brother Qi's posture, he is in a hurry to make a move."

"What's the rush... Naturally, there are buyers for good products." Yang Xiaohuan said.

Old Wu Xun said: "You know what a fart, since Stiva and the others have gone to stir up the muddy water, it means that the whereabouts of these weapons are no longer a secret. If you continue to put it aside like this, you will be responsible for being copied by the local police?"

Zhou Guan didn't make a sound, he frowned and thought secretly. Although the boss didn't say it clearly, he always felt that the reason why the boss was so eager to sell those weapons was not that simple.

"Ming... Mingming?" Yang Xiaohuan was taken aback by Minglang who was standing behind him at some point. Does this person walk without making a sound?

"Didn't bother you?" Ming Lang asked.

"No...no, what's the matter?" Yang Xiaohuan quickly went through the content of their chat just now in his mind.

"Let me make a copy of the construction party's contract, you...you let me go."

A few people found out that they had been nesting next to the printer, and hurriedly scattered, "Oh... sorry."

Minglang didn't respond, and walked over to copy the contract.

Yang Xiaohuan and the others looked at each other, not knowing how much Mingming had heard just now, they were all guilty.Old Wu looked at Yang Xiaohuan, motioning him to throw a stone to test the depth of the water.

Yang Xiaohuan cleared her throat and asked tentatively, "Minglang...have you been waiting for a long time?"

"What are you waiting for?" Minglang bent over and studied the printer's buttons.

"I stopped the printer just now and made you stand behind and wait for a long time?"

"Fortunately, it didn't take long."

Yang Xiaohuan sweated coldly, looked at Zhou Guan and Lao Wu, and continued to ask: "Then...how long is it?"

Minglang turned to look at them: "You want to ask me if I heard what you guys said about me and Brother Qi just now, right?"

When it was over, Lao Wu slapped his head, and he heard everything.This is naked buttocks grinding, turning around and showing eyes!

"Hehe..." Yang Xiaohuan was also embarrassed: "We are just discussing nonsense, chatting nonsense after dinner, it's meaningless."

Minglang snorted, and said, "For the matter of Brother Qi and me, you are also fucking...fucking broke your heart and your mouth, and your body is almost not exhausted. Thank you for your hard work."

"No, no, you're out of touch if you say that, you're all brothers and me..."

"thank you all."

Mingming stared at them, and the implication was obvious: I don't need you to worry about my affairs!

Lao Wu and the others walked away in desperation, Mingming watched them leave, lowered his eyes, and his heart was overwhelmed.

That bastard is still determined to sell those goods...

In the evening, I had dinner with people from the Urban Construction Bureau. Kan Qi drank a lot, almost as often as several leaders in the sitting room drank two drinks each. From his overwhelming momentum, it was obvious that he was not drunk today. What he drank was called a forgetfulness, and Lao Wu wanted to give him a few drinks, but he refused to give in, and would scare anyone who robbed him.

At first, Mingming thought that he was courting the leaders of the Urban Construction Bureau, but as time went on, things became more and more wrong. Even the leaders advised him not to drink, and he kept pouring alcohol on himself. In the end, the whole situation reversed and changed. Cheng those leaders drank with him!

Minglang watched the whole process without saying a word. Anyway, you asked me to drive, so I can just drive, and I don't care about other things.

After the dinner was over, Kan Qi was carried out of the restaurant by Zhou Guan and the others. He was already unconscious. He walked like he was on a trampoline. He could jump three feet high in one step, and he vomited three times just by the side of the road. .Minglang glanced at him for a few times, but he didn't intend to help him, and followed behind silently.

It took a lot of effort to stuff Kan Qi into the car, Zhou Guan said to Ming Lang: "You send Brother Qi back, and I will send those leaders."

Minglang nodded, then got into the car, glanced at Kan Qi who was sleeping in the back seat, his mood was full of ups and downs.

Kan Qi was talking to himself along the way, and couldn't hear what he was saying, but he never stopped talking nonsense. Ming Ming was very upset when he was talking, so he simply turned on the music and turned up the volume to the maximum.

What was playing on the car at this time was an old song by Lin Zixiang - "Thousands of Acupuncture in the Heart".

"Why did you take away my heart, and why did you do it regardless

It also makes my love seem to be stuck in the mud, love, you are so cruel

why don't you ask why you broke my heart

Don't those joys leave you empty memories anymore, lip marks on the pillow..."

Minglang hasn’t listened to this song for many years. When I was a child, my mother loved listening to it and singing it. He hummed it at home all day, and he could sing it when he heard it. It’s just that he opened his mouth and sang nonsense at that time. He couldn’t understand it at all. The sentimentality in it.

"A heart with a needle inserted in its pain, who asks

Thousands of needles, thousands of needles pierce the blood in the heart, turning into tears

I still have to pretend I'm okay, I still have to pretend to be happy

Who would have thought that my happiness would be nothing more than a bewildering array of tears on my pillow..."

The lyrics are very old-fashioned and sensational, but they fully describe Minglang's mood these days.

The car drove to Kan Qi's villa, and Ming Lang carried Kan Qi off the back seat, at this time Kan Qi was still muttering to himself indomitably.

"Zhou Guan...I don't drink much, at most two bottles of old...Lao Baigan, never more than five or five bottles, I'm not, no, not happy at all today...but I just want to drink...do you know why? ?”

"I don't know." Ming Lang replied casually.

"I... I'm sad... I'm in a panic, I've been sleeping all night for this month... I can't sleep."

Mingming is contemptuous in his heart, those weapons can't be used, why don't you even sleep?

"Actually, you know how... how difficult this journey is for me..."

With a clear and cold face, he didn't bother to talk to him, and drove him crookedly to the door: "Give me the key."

"What, what key?"

"House key!"

"Why do you want my house key?"

Minglang was not in the mood to chatter with him, so he simply reached out to look for the key on him.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, Zhou Guan? Why are you touching me... Get out of here!" Kan Qi said, and waved his hand to block Ming Lang.

People who have been drinking are always stupid, and their shots don't matter too much. With such a block, he staggered Qingming, who was already carrying his body, and almost fell to the ground.

Now Mingming became angry, and shouted: "Did you see clearly who I am!"

Kan Qi took a closer look, and after seven or eight seconds he said in a daze, "Minglang? Where's Zhou Guan? Where did he go?"

"Go home!" Minglang said, "Give me the key!"

Only then did Kan Qi obediently fish out the key from his trouser bag and give it to him.

Minglang opened the door, dragged Kan Qilian into the room, and threw it on the sofa: "Put the key on the table, I'm leaving."

Just as Minglang turned his head to leave, Kan Qi grabbed his clothes.

Minglang froze in his tracks, with his back turned to him, motionless.Kan Qi didn't pull him back, but just tugged at the hem of his clothes, as if begging.

"You...don't want to talk to me at all?" Kan Qi's voice was harsh.

"Let's talk about work at the company tomorrow!" Ming Lang said indifferently.

Kan Qi sneered: "Do I need to talk to you about work?" The implication is that it would be easier for me to order you directly?

"..." Minglang bit his lips, but didn't speak.

The two sides were silent for about 2 minutes, Kan Qi suddenly slapped the sofa and jumped up, and said angrily: "I can't figure it out, what are you having a heart attack?! What if I kill people, set fires and rob houses? I have that heart for you , whether you hold it in your hand or step on it, I love you as much as I love you, you can't be torn apart, crumbled, broken, or broken, and you can't even drive it away! Haven't you been a border special police officer for a few years? Hypocrisy What kind of moral bottom line do you draw for yourself? After a few days of chanting Buddha and eating a few days of fasting, you really think of yourself as a Bodhisattva? You really think that you can save all sentient beings, don’t you? No matter how many people I hurt, I have hurt Are you? Pretending to insist on some shit principles?"

Minglang turned his back to Kan Qi, and Kan Qi didn't know what his expression was now, but Ming Lang seemed to sigh, and then said: "You still think that I oppose your smuggling out of principle? It seems that I Not only overestimated your love for me, but also overestimated your understanding of truth and goodness."

"What do you mean?"

"You don't know me too well," Minglang said, "Until now, you still don't understand what people want in life."

"..." Kan Qi looked at him bewilderedly.

Ming Lang calmly said: "Without money, it is difficult to move forward, but without love, life will be worse than death."

"What do you want to say?"

"As the old saying goes, if you have different ways, don't conspire with each other."

"So..." Kan Qi asked tremblingly.

Ming Lang paused, raised his head and suffocated, and said, "It's better to forget each other in Jianghu than to be in love with each other."

Kan Qi's eyes were empty, and the red eye sockets that had been catalyzed by alcohol just now gradually became dull and lifeless.

"Are you joking? Or are you... threatening me?"

Minglang turned around and smiled lightly: "It's neither."

"What exactly do you want?" Kan Qi tried his best to endure the heart-piercing pain.

"I still had hope for you before, so even if there was only a sliver of hope, I would pull you back, but it turns out that I was too flattering myself. No one can change what you want to insist on."

"Just because of this?" Kan Qi was incredulous.

"Just because?" Ming Lang smiled wryly, it seemed that he and Kan Qi were really not in the same way: "That's it, Brother Qi, the road is open to the sky, each side will go."