"Dean Zou, Mr. Huang."
Nursing home.
Gao Qilan did not let Lu Tao see her off, but came to Huang Lao's residence alone.
Dean Zou was explaining something to Mr. Huang.
But I heard this familiar voice.
She quickly turned around to say hello.
When she saw Gao Qilan sitting in a wheelchair, she couldn't help but blush: "Mr. Gao, what are you..."
"I was accidentally bitten by a dog some time ago." Gao Qilan's explanation did not alleviate Dean Zou's exaggerated worries.
She took two steps forward and asked with concern: "Oh, being bitten by a dog is serious. Mr. Gao, have you had the injection? If not, then..."
Before Dean Zou could finish his courtesy, a slightly plain voice sounded from behind him, "Xiao Zou, I'm a little hungry."
Dean Zou knows.
Mr. Huang was trying to drive him away in a different direction, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you like chicken soup, I will make it for you myself now."
However, when passing by Gao Qilan, Dean Zou did not forget to bend down and whisper: "Mr. Gao, if you are bitten by a dog, you must get an injection, otherwise you will be infected."
Gao Qilan smiled noncommittally and said no more.
After Dean Zou left.
Huang Yanjun glanced at Gao Qilan's leg lightly and asked, "How are you doing? No bones were injured, right?"
"It's okay, I just injured the tendons, the bones and tendons are fine."
Gao Qilan replied casually, then came closer and took out the gift he had prepared in advance: "By the way, Mr. Huang, I came here today and brought you a small gift. I hope you will accept it."
Looking at the copybook handed to him, Huang Yanjun frowned slightly: "You should know the rules here."
"Don't worry, Mr. Huang, this is just a calligraphy written by my brother. It shouldn't be worth much, right?" Gao Qilan explained with a slight smile.
"Did your brother write it?"
"Then I'll have to enjoy it."
In fact, Huang Yanjun didn't care how much the copybook was worth.
He cares.
It’s the content inside the copybook.
not to mention.
This was written by Gao Qiqiang...
It was only when he curiously opened the copybook.
Those cloudy eyes.
It suddenly became profound...
After a while.
He smiled faintly: "This is written by a talented prostitute named Du Qiuniang in the late Tang Dynasty."
"The full text should be, 'I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth; when the flowers bloom, they must be cut off; don't wait until the flowers are empty and the branches must be cut off.'"
"But your brother only wrote the first half, but concealed the second half."
"I think...he is missing his youth."
Hear his analysis.
Gao Qilan smiled coldly in his heart.
"Flowers are ready to be cut off when they are in full bloom. Don't wait until there are no flowers left to cut off the branches." ’
The moral of this sentence.
It is to advise people to be decisive in doing things and not to be sloppy and hesitant.
At the same time, it was also my elder brother who was persuading me.
Since you have served this old guy for so many years, you must not hesitate when it comes time to use it.
only,
In the end, he still couldn't make up his mind.
therefore.
Only the eldest brother would hide the second half of this seven-character poem.
If it were at the beginning,
If he can be ruthless and come up with his trump card.
I'm afraid the current situation...
Big brother, big brother.
You are still too soft-hearted after all.
But it’s okay.
Now that I'm back.
Everything.
I won't let it become a regret anymore!
Thinking of this,
Gao Qilan smiled slightly: "By the way, Mr. Huang, I heard that you have a junior who seems to be at the age of studying now, right?"
For a moment.
Huang Yanjun's eyes suddenly narrowed: "It seems that you know the situation in my family very well."
"It's not that we know each other well. I just sent someone to inquire about it a little bit."
"But please don't worry, Mr. Huang, my brother is not an ungrateful person, and neither am I, Gao Qilan."
"oh?"
Huang Yanjun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: "It seems you know everything?"
"I know very well what kind of person Yang Zhenhua is. If he can stand up for me, it means that there must be someone he fears who has given him a message."
"To be honest, Mr. Huang, please don't laugh at me for not seeing the world. In my circle of friends, except for you, no one seems to know someone of this level."
"I have to say, you are smarter than your brother." Huang Yanjun took a deep look at Gao Qilan and couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, it's not like I was helping you, but that day..."
"The process is not important, what is important is that you helped me, right?"
Faced with Gao Qilan who was so outspoken.
Mr. Huang nodded appreciatively: "When you come back next time, remember to bring potted flowers for me. Since your brother left, no one has taken care of these flowers for me."
If someone else were here.
He must have agreed with joy.
because,
This means that it has been recognized by Mr. Huang.
But after hearing this, Gao Qilan just smiled faintly: "Let's talk about the next time. Just rest, I'll leave first."
Looking at the retreating figure, Huang Yanjun couldn't help but murmured: "This woman... is not simple!"
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Municipal Criminal Investigation Brigade.
The lights in the office area had been turned off early.
But An Xin.
But still locked himself in the office...
