Fu Ci was really gloomy to make people feel gloomy, and hurriedly said goodbye to him. I quickly walked through the garden. Two nurses just walked up and greeted each other while walking.

"Where to go?"

"Go to Mr. Fu to go back to take medicine."

The two met together and talked a few words.

"That's the one ... the prosecutor who changed his fiancee's heart?"

"Yes, it's him."

"It's so weird. The fiancee was only in his twenties. It is said that both of them were almost married. As a result, because he was retaliated by the underworld, he was hit into a vegetative person. He lay down for ten years and did not wake up. he."

"Mr. Fu has not married again in the past ten years. It is still very affectionate. Now he has transplanted the heart of his fiancee. It can also be regarded as the other level with your beloved.

Mr. Fu? Is it Fu Ci? Is the scar on his chest caused by heart transplant surgery?

The two continued to say something, I kept pace and didn't listen again.

Back to the ward, Ran Qingzhuang asked me how to go for so long.

I lied to him and said that when I met an old grandma on the road, I didn't know how to register to see a doctor, so I went to see the doctor with her. He didn't doubt him and easily believed me.

Early the next morning, Ran Qingzhuang was sitting on a wheelchair. I pushed him. The special policeman took our luggage for us. A few people went down to the parking lot and took the car to the safe house.

The car is seven, and Ran Qingzhuang is sitting alone by the window, but it is also spacious and will not squeeze him.

"Is it cold?" The car was driving air -conditioned. I was afraid that Ran Qingzhuang couldn't stand the blood and touched his hand.

He squeezed my fingertips and said, "Okay."

There is only one entrance and exit in the parking lot of the hospital. The speed of the road is slowed down. In the process of waiting for the release of the rod, there is a car on the opposite side.

It was a beautiful black Mercedes -Benz G -Class off -road vehicle. Any man couldn't help but look at the models of both eyes.

The vehicle intertwined, and I and Ran Qingzhuang looked at the driver's seat at the same time.

I don't know what the mood of Ran Qingzhuang at that time, but when I saw Lin Sheng in the driver's seat, I seemed to hear the horn of fate.

Lin Sheng didn't see us and left directly. After a moment after Ran Qingzhuang stunned, he suddenly turned around and his eyes were firmly sticking to the car.

He didn't stop, our car moved slowly, and quickly left the garage. Until I couldn't see the gate again, I went out of the hospital's door, and Ran Qingzhuang retracted his gaze.

I lowered my eyes, staring at the hand that was pine by Ran Qingzhuang, and slowly held it tightly.

Some things cannot be stopped, and some fate cannot be cut off.

The destined person, even if it is difficult to obstruct, for a long time, it will pass by in front of a small gate, at a glance at a glance. Those who have no chance to hit, even if they die, have died in danger, and finally die from cancer.

Chapter 61 Just let you wipe your back, don’t touch it

The safe house is in the outskirts of Chonghai, very remote places, and have been driving for two hours from the city.

On both sides of the road, the golden yellow rapeseed flowers are all large, and the two -story small white buildings are scattered in it.

A woman was drying clothes in the yard. When I saw our car, she glanced at them at will. She turned out the clothes in the pot and continued to hang on the clothes rope; We were holding a bowl in the shade of the shade; children holding water guns chased each other.

It is indeed a place that looks safe.

"This is Darong Village." Passing in front of a small building, the special police brother asked us to get out of the car. "You live in this building, we are opposite. On weekdays, there will be watching. There are people in 24 hours, and there is something to contact by phone. "

The safe house is a small building that looks like the same buildings in the village. The exterior wall is gray and half -centered. There is a large iron gate in the yard, which is surrounded by masonry. The flowers and plants inside are dead except for a maple tree. Hengsheng looks quite depressed.

After getting out of the car, I turned directly to the car and took the luggage out of the car before grabbing the special police brother.

The door was half open, and I pushed it away with my shoulders. As soon as I entered the house, I saw someone standing in the living room.

When he heard the movement, the other party turned, his face was round, and there were two dimples on the cheeks with a smile, and a baby face was not old.

"... Tao Nian?" I stood at the door, stunned.

That night, I went to the hospital with Ran Qingzhuang's ambulance. I hurriedly did not have time to thank him. I thought I had no chance to meet, and I couldn't think of reuniting here.

"You're here." He wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with a smile, "I have been cleaned for a long time."

There were four special policemen in a group, and Tao Nian was the captain of these four.

"Mao Bin, Zhang Qing, Wei Daji." Tao Nian introduced them one by one.

Mao Bin helped Ran Qingzhuang and entered the only bedroom on the first floor. Zhang Qinghou pushed the wheelchair, and the wheelchair was filled with luggage. Wei Daji was the driver just now. As soon as he entered the house, he gave Tao Nian.

Tao Nian took it, and took out a smaller car key from his pocket and threw it to me, saying: "The car in the garage is for you, you can drive that car if you usually go to the city. On Lion IslandAll your personal belongings have been moved in, you can see what is still missing, I will go back and ask someone to find it."

There are several large cartons on the coffee table to open one of the carton covers, which are some fragmented debris. My mobile phone was lying quietly inside, although it was out of power, it was intact.

There was a flat large carton lying on the open space. I predicted what it was, and I threw it out of the phone and rushed over. After a hurry to dismantle the boxes, the familiar silver -gray metal boxes came into view, trembling, and I opened the piano box. The old man lay quietly there.