Chapter 129 If

Surgery is a red light, and after 20 hours, the green light is restored.

The doctor came out wearing a mask with a tired face and glanced at the crowd sitting outside the door: "Who are the family members?"

"I am." Lou Quan was the first to stand up under everyone's attention. He and Qing Qin had been notarized before and became each other's intended guardians. "How is the situation?"

"It's temporarily stabilized, but it hurts the brain. I don't know when I will be able to wake up. Please be prepared for not being able to wake up."

The man didn't speak, just widened his eyes, but it was enough for all bystanders to notice the incomparable sadness that suddenly rose from him.

It was the process in which all the buildings in the mind were overturned by the unstoppable force in one breath, it was the tremor of the mountains and rivers, it was the flood of magma, it was the destruction of everything, and it was due to annihilation.

Lou Quan opened and closed his lips, lost his voice several times, and finally said, "Okay, I see."

They also finally saw Qing Qin, who was rescued, across the glass window of the ICU.

The young man who built a huge business empire with one hand lay quietly on the bed, his face pale and delicate, like a little prince immersed in a beautiful dream.

If it weren't for him being lifeless like a sculpture at the moment.

In this accident, the people sitting in the back row were almost unscathed. Lou Quan only scratched his forehead when he slammed into the front row. He immediately realized the accident and immediately called an ambulance. , then got out of the car and pulled Qing Qin out of the completely deformed front of the car.

Maybe a little too late.

Lou Quan thought, sitting back on the chair like a dead body, burying his head deeply, and then a faint choking sound came out.

For the first time, Mr. Lou didn't turn his nose or eyes at him, he just sat there silently like everyone else, and put one hand on his son's back.

It is impossible for him to understand this feeling. In the accident more than ten years ago, in many nights when he woke up in the middle of the night, he had already experienced the pain of losing his wife.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking about it, will never forget it.

When Qing Qin woke up, the first thing he saw was the blue sky, clear and cloudless.

He turned over and struggled to get up, his body was stiff, but there was not much pain: something was wrong, someone should have called an ambulance this time.

While wondering, he looked around.

"Meow—" A shrill cat meow sounded.

Qingqin jumped up in horror, rolled three times on the ground, slammed into the paper box, barely stopped, stood up tremblingly, and stared at his fluffy little jiojio.

This place is like an alley, not an intersection just after a car accident.

His hand is no longer a hand, it looks like a cat's paw.

He turned his claws and looked at the pink plum blossoms. He struggled to restrain his desire to lick a mouthful. He calmly analyzed the current situation: once he was reborn and twice, it was very likely that he had passed through again. Now, I even wore it on a cat, which looked like a raccoon cat.

I just don't know if it was worn dead or alive.

dog man...

Qing Qin shook his head, his ears twitched twice: No matter, now go investigate the surrounding situation first, and confirm whether it is still in the original world.

Then, he saw a small butterfly flapping its white wings lightly flying over and landing on the tip of his nose.

Really Want……

The white butterfly fluttered its wings and flew lightly into the distance.

Qing Qin couldn't control his instincts, and with a kick on his hind legs, he chased the butterfly and rushed out, all the way over the cardboard box, up the wall, and galloped across the road. Finally, at the last moment, he leaped and made this little thing perfect. Throw in the palm of your hand.

Bow down to Ben Meow's plum blossom claws!

No, Qing Qin returned rationally and found that he was chasing the little butterfly. He didn't know where he ran to. Looking at the surrounding environment, one side was grass and sewers, and the other side was a brick red wall with a tree on it. Root thorns.

He felt a little familiar, so he couldn't help but put down his prey and trot around the wall.

After a while, he stopped in front of the main entrance, raised his head and looked at the landscape stone and the incomparably huge golden characters on it.

Seven treasures?

It wasn't the Qibao Industrial Park behind, but the soon-to-be bankrupt Qibao Factory that was handed over to him at the beginning!

What's going on? A year ago, the Qibao Factory had stopped production and was being renovated. It will soon be transformed into a Qibao Museum and become a tourist attraction. It is absolutely impossible to be what it is now.

A vague premonition appeared in Qing Qin's mind, and then he heard a commotion behind him.

After becoming a cat, he had a particularly keen sense of smell, which made him smell the extremely strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes, and the hair on his body exploded unconsciously.

When Qing Qin turned his head, he saw a dozen local hooligans walking by chatting and laughing. They all carried a bucket of red paint in their hands and poured them on the wall without hesitation.

Damn, destroying my factory in front of me is too daring.

Qing Miao's hair exploded, gasping frantically, and jumped into someone's hand, biting down on the tiger's mouth viciously.

The man screamed, threw down the red paint bucket, and threw his hands frantically. Qing Qin let go before he lost his teeth, turned over dexterously on the ground, and got out of the fight in time.

These hooligans didn't expect that a good thing would be spoiled by a cat, so they immediately walked over and scolded the cat to catch the cat.

Qing Qin has rich fighting experience, and deftly runs back and forth between a dozen people surrounded by a dozen people, taking advantage of his agility to run back and forth, and when he catches an opportunity, he will give others an ankle, a tiger's mouth, and a slap in the face.

In less than three minutes, these hooligans had a lot of color on their bodies.

During the commotion, people who were still in the factory also came out.

The dialogue in Qing Qin's newly obtained sensitive auditory and truthful feedback.

"That group of people is here again."

"Why won't you let our Qibao go?"

It's Mr. Li!

He stopped abruptly, tripped a gangster, and threw him headfirst into a paint bucket.

A few gangsters were still in anger when they saw this extraordinarily arrogant wild cat's hair explode and swish to a corner of the wall.

"What are you doing here!" The roar of the middle-aged man had already passed over, attracting their attention.

Qing Qin also made a new judgment after hearing President Li's voice. There is also a possibility that he is now traveling back into the past. This is the scene when he took over Qibao for the first time!

By the way, I seem to be a raccoon cat, isn't it my own little raccoon?

Qing Qin was horrified for a while, who could imagine that the kitten he raised was actually another self.

Anyway, let's look at the situation again.

Qing Miaofu lowered her body, carefully stuck her head out from the corner of the wall, and observed it secretly.jpg

Things turned out completely different from before.

Mr. Li and the rest of the workers went up in anger, and were punched down by the gangsters who were also full of anger. These people continued to splash red paint recklessly, and kept sneering:

"I advise you, you old man, to give up early. The boss of this factory doesn't want to care anymore. What are you!"

"Hahaha, what if I'm just splashing a bucket of paint, do you think anyone will care?"

"Qibao is dead long ago. You might as well go back and hold your grandson when you are old. Don't get in the way of our money."

No, where am I?

Qing Qin stood in the corner, with humanized worries in the amber cat's eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind, twisted and jumped to the trash can beside him, and jumped up the next second, barely standing on the edge of the top of the wall, and trotted all the way to the gangsters.

The fur on the side of his body was cut open by the spikes, causing a sharp pain. Qing Qin felt distressed for his own fur, and jumped down at the face of the headed gangster.

He appeared like a divine weapon descending from the sky, his claws quickly lit up, and he directly poked at the opponent's eyes. When the gangster shook his head suddenly and was about to throw it off, he stomped his cheek and folded it. He threw himself into another person's face.

This trick is sinister and ruthless, and it caused three or four people's faces to bleed in a short time, and the few remaining people in the Qibao factory quickly caught up after being stunned. , to subdue them all, and plan to escort them to the police station.

Qing Qin successfully retreated, and fluttered lightly on the landscape stone, turning his head and licking his bloody side.

At this moment, he doesn't care whether he is dirty or not, and his mind is full of whether the hair will grow back. I don't want to be naked and ugly like a two-legged beast!

Then a hand tentatively placed under his nose and shook it gently.

Qing Qin looked up. It was a familiar little brother. When he remembered it, he used to be a worker, then he became a guard in the industrial park, and now he is the head of the security department.

After all, he is an acquaintance. He raised his chin reservedly and gave you a chance to play with the cat.

The other party was very polite, and the master who was serving him after a while was so comfortable that he was even picked up by someone with a small snoring and brought to the small office building.

The little brother took a piece of fish from his lunch and put it in front of Qingqin: "Now this is the only thing that can reward you, the factory is not very profitable now, and I will go to work elsewhere in a while. , I don’t know if I can still find a job, everyone is like this.”

Qing Qin immersed himself in eating fish. He was very hungry just after exercising vigorously.

After he was barely full, he stopped to comb his fur slowly, found a high place and jumped up to inspect his territory.

Obsolete, backward, dilapidated, and gloomy.

In his memory, Mr. Li, who had always been accustomed to fighting chicken blood, had come back and sat at the door dejectedly, even lighting a cigarette. He seemed to be talking to the person on the other side of the phone: "Dad watched this factory get up. , really can't, really can't put it down, don't persuade me..."

The middle-aged man sighed, hung up the phone, and communicated with the person next to him: "We lost money, 5,000 per person, let them get rabies vaccine."

Then he saw the kitten standing in the distance, looked up at him, showed a gentle smile, and stretched out his hand: "This is our hero, come and come."

Qingqin walked over with proud little steps, rubbed his hand twice in a reserved manner, and then walked away with her tail raised.

I have to figure out a way, after all, this is my factory too. Wouldn’t it be my lucky cat to go bankrupt every now and then?

But he didn't think long before he couldn't control his body's instinct and fell asleep comfortably in the sun.

When Qing Qin woke up in a daze, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the round moon in the sky.

Qing Miao turned over and stood up, stretched her body into a long bar, and let out a comfortable meow, then moved her ears and looked towards the small office building.

He sneaked over silently, squatted on the window sill, looked through the window and the dim yellow light, and saw Mr. Li hanging a rope on the exposed ventilation duct at a high place.Then stepped on the small bench.

"Meow-" Qing Qin didn't know how many times he frantically fried his hair today.

The life of the company is so important, what are you doing!

Don't die!

The author has something to say: World Consciousness: Let me lick the cat for another second!