Chapter 29 (Part 2)

Qi Ji could feel a pain in his flesh without even counting.

He was eager to leave here, but his physical condition did not allow him to do so. Qi Ji has no memory of these days, and doesn't know what he has done for the past half a month, but he is obviously struggling to move now, and he feels like he has been lying down for many days.

After the physical examination, the doctor Zhao began to help him with rehabilitation. This villa is not only large in space, but also complete with everything, even wheelchairs. Qi Ji was taken to a spacious room covered with soft rubber pads, where the reconstruction took place.

At first, Qi Ji was still vigilant, but Dr. Zhao moved very decently and did not contact Qi Ji. He only used words to guide him, correcting his movements step by step.

Even when Qi Ji first fell on the mat because he was in a hurry to move, Dr. Zhao didn't help him, he just glanced at the corner of the wall subconsciously.

Having learned from the previous lesson, Qi Ji cautiously observed the corner of the wall when Dr. Zhao looked at him. It was as smooth as new, and it didn't look like a camera was installed.

Rehabilitation lasted for about half a day. In the end, Qi Ji was basically able to move freely, but he couldn't do strenuous exercise.

It was already evening after leaving the rehab room. Qi Ji didn't meet anyone else in the villa. Doctor Zhao also cooked dinner. Qi Ji was worried at first, but there was an open kitchen next to the living room. The whole cooking process was under Qi Ji's watch. The last two servings were served together. After getting the chopsticks, Qi Ji ate a little.

To be honest, Dr. Zhao's cooking skills are average, but the patient's meal is also light, and it is enough to wrap the abdomen.

After eating, Dr. Zhao took Qi Ji to do some tests, including some mental tests, and even asked him to chat with another doctor for a long time. Qi Ji was a little dizzy when asked by the doctor. After the examination, he was very tired. After returning to the first bedroom, he fell asleep quickly.

This peaceful and strange life lasted for a day and a half in total, during which Dr. Zhao was always present, except for the occasional phone call to deal with. Qi Ji felt that his body had basically recovered, except for the efficacy of the drug, there was still a little residue, but it was much better than before.

The residual drug effect magnifies the sensitivity of the body, and sometimes there will be a reaction just after waking up, which makes Qi Ji a little irritable. Fortunately, no one is approaching him now, and Dr. Zhao will not have physical contact with him, so Qi Ji barely has some room to adjust.

But despite this, Dr. Zhao also insisted on repeated orders and prohibitions, which stopped Qi Ji's plan to take a cold shower again.

His fever had just subsided, but he really couldn't bear the tossing anymore.

When Qi Ji woke up, the clothes she wore were all new, loose-fitting home clothes. His previous clothes were left in the ring, and it is not clear where they are now. However, the bracelet that was also removed before the game was returned to Qi Ji's wrist. Although he didn't know when he put it on, it gave Qi Ji a lot of peace of mind.

His cell phone was left at home, and he didn't take it with him when he went to the exhibition game. After waking up, Dr. Zhao lent him a new mobile phone. It was a very cheap style. He said that it was given as a charge for the phone call, and he lent it to him temporarily. Qi Ji used this mobile phone to process some emails. Fortunately, he just finished a batch of manuscripts before the exhibition competition. He was afraid that the competition would be injured.

But even with the means of communication, Qi Ji can only handle business affairs, and he can't even find anyone who can explain his current situation.

The company has already asked for leave, and it seems that he is still on sick leave. There are many concerns sent by colleagues in the text message, but there is no doubt that he seems to feel that he is recovering. Qi Mingyu also sent a message two days ago, saying that they won and won the first prize. After that, the entire team will stay in Argentina for a few more days and return home in two days. The network signal on their side seems to be unstable, and the international communication is intermittent. Qi Mingyu said that he may not be able to reply in time in the next few days, but it is safe to be with the team, let him take care of himself.

Everything was business as usual and in an orderly manner. It seemed that Qi Ji had been away for so many days without any mistakes. This result seems so lucky, as if every link spontaneously moves towards the best choice, and finally there is such a kind of consummation.

But that's why Qi Ji always felt that something was wrong.

Qi Ji never believed in luck, after all he had experienced so many misfortunes.

But now it is impossible for him to leave here alone. Dr. Zhao said that he would talk about other matters after Qi Ji's injury was completely healed. If he asked anything else, he would keep his mouth shut and would not answer any questions.

Qi Ji knew very well that the person who would bring him out of the auction was definitely not a good person. No matter what, the other party is one of the audience members offstage. There is no reason to get a "commodity", but it is only brought back for healing, and the auction is not for charity.

In fact, he already had some hunch already.

Aside from the location and area, this villa is well-decorated and unified in style. There are also many ingenious designs inside, and at first glance it can be seen that the cost is high. But there are not many traces of daily life here. don’t know if it has been cleaned up by people, or if no one lives there.

Even so, Qi Ji still saw the clue on a screen in the house.

This villa is decorated in Chinese style, and the screen is also made of mahogany, which is consistent with other furniture. Qi Ji had seen this kind of design when he was picking up jobs before. It was different from the online design and batch printing he was in charge of. The screen in the villa was made by hand, and he probably invited everyone to come and draw it by hand, and then it was done by someone After the inscription is good, it is finally matched with expensive mahogany to make a screen.

And the inscription of the screen pattern was signed by the person whose surname happened to be Pei.

Qi Ji could vaguely guess something, but he didn't dare to think deeply.

He wanted to keep things within his control. Some things are what he can do after hard work, but some things are destined to be a gap that he can't cross in his life.

Qi Ji stayed in the villa for a day and a half, and by the next night, there was no longer any hindrance to his actions, and Qi Ji finally made up his mind to leave.

Dr. Zhao left while he was taking a nap, saying that he had something to deal with, and he would come back in the evening to make dinner. Qi Ji simply tidied himself up, waited for the other party in the living room, and planned to directly explain his intentions and leave here.

In fact, he didn't have much to clean up, so he wrote an IOU, including the medical expenses and food and clothing expenses these days, plus the money for the unbranded and simple clothes that he deliberately chose when he left. Go in, plan to ask Dr. Zhao's bank card number, then leave, and go back to pay the money.

Dr. Zhao came back a little later than he thought. Hearing the door open, Qi Ji stood up from the sofa and was about to walk over.

In the end, he only took two steps and was completely stunned there.

The person here is not the doctor Zhao who always has a gentle smile on his face.

It was Qi Ji's immediate boss.

Pei Yusheng.

The moment he saw the other party clearly, Qi Ji's throat tightened, the back of his neck felt cold, and his body suddenly showed the faint illusion of electric whipping uncontrollably.

His first reaction was to back away and run away, but just as he lifted his foot, there was a bang.

Behind Qi Ji was the mahogany sofa. He retreated too hastily, and his small legs hit the sturdy mahogany. Before he could react, the pain had already swept through his body.

Qi Ji's eyes instantly turned red, but she held on to not shed any tears.

He even held back the pain, but didn't make a sound.

When the clear crash sounded, Pei Yusheng frowned obviously. He originally seemed to want to step forward, but he stopped for some reason, and finally only stood a few steps away.

Qi Ji clenched her lower lip, biting a pale pink arc on the pale lip with the tips of her teeth. He swallowed the pain, took a deep breath, suppressed the tremor caused by the pain, and whispered, "Sorry, I've been bothering President Pei for so many days."

He used the impeccable gentleness and politeness that he was most skilled at facing outsiders, but Pei Yusheng, who had long known his original character, could hear the nasty tone in his voice.

He glanced at Qi Ji's neatly dressed clothes that were obviously going out. Pei Yusheng didn't answer him, but said, "Where are you going?"

Hearing the man's voice, Qi Ji began to tremble uncontrollably. He pinched his palm and tried to calmly say, "It's time for me to go back. I have to go to work in the company tomorrow."

Pei Yusheng's tone was actually not strong, and even the pressure at the moment was not as strong as the first time he met him. But as soon as Qi Ji saw the other party, he couldn't help but think of the nightmarish auction hall, the blazing hot lights, and the gazes that pierced him like arrows.

He didn't know what Pei Yusheng wanted, he only knew that the other party had photographed him... in a place where there was no punishment for disregarding the law.

There is no escape. Qi sent it clearly.

So he simply gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you these two days... can I trouble President Pei to give you the total amount of the rental fee?"

After Qi Ji woke up, his voice was hoarse. Doctor Zhao got him a lot of pear-flavored sweet syrup from somewhere, and urged him to drink it all day. He finally managed to restore his voice.

But now that he had only said a few words, Qi Ji's voice was hoarse to the point that he could not listen carefully.

"And about the auction... I don't know. Please let me know how much it cost that day."

Qi Ji's face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and there were only a few stars in his eyes.

"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you, and I hope we can resolve this matter through regular channels."

His condition was already not visible to the naked eye. Cold sweat provoked by the pain in his calf oozes out of his forehead and slowly drips down his pale and slender jaw.

Pei Yusheng suddenly had an idea for no reason.

The one pound and seven taels that was finally raised must be gone again.

pity.

And now, it may be harder to put the weight back on. The other party will definitely not stick to him anymore, or even let him get close.

She would still look at him with the same look as if she was watching the bidders under the stage.

The room fell into silence. The atmosphere seemed to freeze, and after Qi Zhi's voice fell, there was no sound.

I don't know how long it took before a slight friction sound came out.

Pei Yusheng raised his hand and took a square box from the wooden shelf beside him.

The box was beautifully packaged, and the outer seal had not been opened, apparently it had been sealed. Pei Yusheng opened the box twice and took out a unique platinum product from inside.

There was a small tube of liquid in the square box. Pei Yusheng dripped the liquid into the small hole, and then threw the round tube back into the square box. He pushed the metal lid with his thumb, and with a "click" sound, the fire started.

It turned out to be a brand-new, unopened lighter.

The fire was lit, and the smoke was also found. Pei Yusheng didn't have any cigarettes on his body, so he simply took the box from the shelf and placed it there for the limited amount of cigarettes used for decoration, tore open the golden box paper, took one out, and lit it.

During the whole process, although the man didn't speak, the impatience between his eyebrows had gradually condensed Zhou Shen's formidable coercion into substance.

But looking at his appearance without a cigarette and a lighter, he really doesn't look like an old smoker who is irritable when he can't smoke.

It wasn't until the cigarette was lit and the white mist rose that Pei Yusheng turned his head and looked at Qi Ji.

At this moment, the inadvertent deterrence on his body subsided again, and as the man skillfully lit a cigarette and exhaled, the laziness that seemed to come out of his bones returned to Pei Yusheng.

Like Qi Ji's gentleness and politeness, it is also a seamless disguise.

With the lit cigarette sandwiched between his long fingers, Pei Yusheng looked at Qi Ji with an interesting smile on his lips.

"Qi Ji, right?"

He played with the lighter in his hand, and his movements were proficient and fluent: "I don't even know, it turns out that you still have so many secrets."

Qi Ji's throat was slightly itchy, and the craving for cigarettes was not known because of the smell of smoke diffused not far away, or because of the anxiety at the moment.

The pain kept his consciousness awake, Qi Ji lowered his eyes, the topic was brought up, but his voice calmed down: "President Pei, those are just part-time jobs."

He heard Pei Yusheng laugh not far away.

"Yuntu's salary is not low, right? Why, you have to rely on so many part-time jobs to support yourself?"

Without waiting for Qi Ji's defense, with a soft "pop", Pei Yusheng threw the precious platinum lighter back into the box without hesitation.

"It's so hard for you to support yourself. Can you afford the money that was shot that day?"

Qi Ji was drained of his blood by these words. His face was pale, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the pain climbed up from his just bruised calf, making it almost impossible for him to stand still.

This should have been the most suitable time to pursue the victory. The man who could completely crush a man with just a little extra slack opened his mouth, seeing Qi Ji's obvious pain, but he couldn't continue his words.

He took another puff of cigarette, like a rough teenage boy, carefully prepared a gift and wanted to give a secret love object that hurts his heart, but because he saw the other party being blocked by himself, he began to be afraid, and he couldn't help but get irritated. You can only try to cover up your helplessness with smoking.

The smoke was exhaled, and the pale white smoke blurred the man's too sharp eyebrows. Rubbing his thumb against the tip of his nose, Pei Yu gave a soft "tsk".

"The auction that day was not for you."

He spoke faster, drawing the boy's attention, and was no longer trapped in the previous pain.

"I had a holiday with Jiang Duo. I went there that day to clean up him. It was just an accident to meet you. I recognized you because I knew your movements."

God damn it, how the hell could he have predicted this? He couldn't care about anything when he saw Qi Ji was in pain.

"It takes time for the police to set up. After they break in, the scene will definitely be chaotic. If other people clapp their hands, they may take you away in the chaos. You are my employee anyway, so I asked for the price."

Even though he has experienced so many crisis moments that can be calculated in milliseconds, Pei Yusheng's voice is still a little tight.

Because the mistake just now triggered a painful reaction from the other party, he is now shaken by the best plan that has been weighed a hundred times.

Pei Yusheng can discern the cunning and scheming of his opponents, and distinguish the true intentions or intentions of his colleagues. However, it was impossible to calculate Qi Ji's reaction in advance.

He was reluctant to bear any more pain for this little boy.

The other party has endured enough, how can he add another injury.

He felt distressed when he bandaged and applied medicine.

Pei Yusheng took a deep breath, his expression was still calm, ruthless, and looked like a criminal capitalist: "But the money was indeed spent, 37 million. Take away the festival between me and Jiang Duo. , 13 million by half."

His voice was still low and indifferent: "I know you can't take out so much money, so you can pay it back in another way."

Qi Ji frowned and looked at the man, seemingly puzzled, but also with obvious nervousness. His long eyelashes were as light as butterfly wings, trembling, as if brushing directly on the heart of his heart.

"How... still?"

It's a pity that the smoke rose up and lingered between the two of them, and Qi Ji couldn't see the deep treasure in those light-colored eyes that he always regarded as a fierce beast's vertical pupils.

"I can offer you a long-term part-time job."

All he could hear was the man's deep, low laugh, his tone was still the usual arrogant, egoistic, and out of tune.

and the irrefutable imperative.

"Accompany me, 50,000 a night."