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Chapter 33

"Old Man Zhou" felt frustrated and could not get over the age hurdle.

Zhao Xiyin was sick, and he didn't dare to do anything randomly. He put the person down and left the ward.

Zhou Qishen went to see Zhao Wenchun again. He slept soundly, sucked oxygen, and had needles on his hands. After taking care of both ends, he went outside to make a phone call. The secretary had been waiting for his phone call for a long time and answered it in almost a second.

Zhou Qishen asked: "Are you all done?"

"After handling it, I greeted Mr. Ming of the platform. Those marketing accounts were all suspected of violating regulations and were blocked. For forwarding a certain number, our company's legal department also issued a lawyer's letter. Two of them asked someone to contact me, and the general idea was to plead for mercy, hoping to open the Internet. Mr. Ming said that they were all college students and they usually earn some subsidies based on this."

"Adults should be responsible for their words and deeds. This is a lesson." Zhou Qi said coldly, and his attitude of pursuing the matter to the end was very firm.

The secretary agreed one by one and asked again: "Where is her mother?"

"This woman has short-sighted eyes and her mind is just a decoration." Zhou Qishen frowned and was extremely disgusted. Ding Yahe had a lot of trouble at the beginning, and he complained about his marriage with Zhao Xiyin. He was not satisfied with the number of people in the banquet and the scale of the wedding. Zhou Qishen was considering his old love at that time and gave gifts to Ding Yahe with great etiquette. Ding Yahe had a good egg and was very arrogant.

"Her current husband is Vice President Ni Xingzhuo of Yongheng Electronics." Zhou Qishen said calmly.

The secretary said: "Ni Xingzhuo is the best person to be honest and care about her husband. Ms. Ding will definitely not pursue trouble again."

Zhou Qishen sneered, "What she said doesn't count."

The secretary was stunned, "Hmm?"

"It is my people who decide whether to make trouble or not, whether to pursue or not. If Zhao Xiyin wants to hold him accountable, let Qi Yuming's lawyer team assist in the whole process. If Zhao Xiyin doesn't relieve his hatred, please let Xiaoliu stand by and take his people to follow the instructions at any time."

The secretary was shocked.

Qi Yuming is Zhou Qishen’s private legal affairs for the past three years. His personal investment dividends and fixed assets are reviewed by Lawyer Qi. Qi Yuming is well-known in the entire northern region. His law firm’s external business is very streamlined and is best at handling economic and criminal cases. Zhou Qishen opened this. If Lawyer Qi really came forward, Ding Yahe’s family would be sad for peace and prosperity.

Zhao Xiyin woke up after her fever subsided, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, and her mind was in chaos. She was thirsty and wanted to drink water, so she tried to get up. Her hands were not enough, so Zhou Qishen pushed the door in and quickly approached to stop her, "I'll do it."

Zhao Xiyin seemed to have caught it from the water. The heat of the high fever had not completely subsided. The coldness in her bones leaked out. The person was still very uncomfortable. He did not refuse pretentiously. He drank the water and said, "Thank you."

Zhou Qishen didn't say anything. After she recovered from this wave of discomfort, he asked: "Do you want to see Teacher Zhao?"

Zhao Xiyin's eyelids were burning three folds, her eyes were crystal clear like water, and she looked at him like a deer in the forest. Zhou Qishen smiled and said, "Let's go and see your father."

Zhao Wenchun also woke up. The doctor had just taken his temperature and added medicine. Zhou Qishen did not follow him in, and brought the door to the door, leaving the space for the father and daughter. He was guarding the door, leaning against the wall, and his body collapsed slightly. After a day of struggle, he was exhausted and had a headache in the afternoon. He forced himself to rest. Zhou Qishen estimated the time and went to the nurse's station to ask for a box of ibuprofen.

The young nurse said, "Pour glass of water for you."

Zhou Qishen lowered his head, skillfully unpacked the packaging and aluminum film, picked two of them and stuffed them into his mouth. He chewed them for a few times and swallowed them.

The young nurse didn't even have time to shout, "Hey! Do you take medicine and don't drink water? It's easy to damage the esophagus."

Zhou Qishen is accustomed to it, and eating too much will not pay much attention to it. "It's okay, thank you."

Turning around, he saw Zhao Xiyin standing not far away.

Zhou Qishen was stunned for a moment, "Will you come out so soon?"

Zhao Xiyin nodded, "Let's look at him."

Zhou Qishen walked over quickly, raised his arm, and protected him in a posture of vain and vain. "Don't stand outside and pass the wind. The fever has not completely receded yet, go and rest."

When he arrived at the ward, he answered another call. When he came in again, there was half a cup of warm water on the table. Zhao Xiyin pointed, but his throat was still hoarse, "You drank the water."

Zhou Qishen stood still and didn't take it seriously.

As soon as Zhao Xiyin's voice increased, she became even more hoarse, "Don't drink water after taking medicine. You can't change this habit, right?"

The girl was angry.

Zhou Qishen is quite reminiscent of it.

He has had this bad habit since he was a child. In his family like him, food and clothing have become problems, not to mention these warm and natural ways of living. Zhou Boning never cared about him, was addicted to alcohol and gambling. Zhou Qishen was not in good health when he was a child, and he was malnourished and often got sick. After his mother ran away from home, no one cared about him again. That year, chickenpox came out and the fever was almost dead at home. It was discovered by his neighbors and rushed to the health center.

Zhou Boning blamed him for spending money. He hung up for a long time, bought some medicine and took people home.

It’s because he didn’t die in childhood. Zhou Qishen always felt this way.

Later, he became successful and became famous, and some habits were developed. He took medicine and swallowed it like a candy. After getting married, Zhao Xiyin was a clear spring water, warm in winter and cool in summer, and gentle in her. Zhou Qishen was greedy for her from the bottom of his bones, not her appearance or her character. It was just that the tired bird returned to the nest and the moon rose to the sky, and the scarce spark and comfort in his lonely life.

Zhou Qishen obediently drank half a glass of water before Zhao Xiyin sat by the bed, with his expression floating and no longer in his state.

"What did Uncle Zhao say?" Zhou Qi squatted down, raised his head slightly, and stared.

Zhao Xiyin's eyebrows and eyes were peaceful, and she could not see any emotional turmoil. She said calmly: "They just ate my dad to death."

What can it do, what else can it do?

Just now in the ward, Zhao Wenchun was sickly and tired, and wrinkles on his forehead became deeper. When Zhao Xiyin saw Teacher Zhao's appearance, the flames of resentment were cut in half.

Zhao Wenchun only said one sentence, "Niu Niu, forget it."

The so-called "staying things calms people" is just worrying about the daughter doing stupid things. No matter how evil Ding Yahe is, it is her real mother. If she takes advantage of the matter, she will be ignored by secular prejudice. Zhao Xiyin will not have a good reputation.

"What about you, what do you think?" Zhou Qishen had known what Zhao Wenchun meant, and was not surprised.

Zhao Xiyin was silent for two seconds, her voice still calm, "I want them to be punished as they deserve."

Zhou Qishen was straightforward and neat, "Okay."

Zhao Xiyin tweaked her heart fiercely, her eyelashes moved, and she looked at him.

Zhou Qishen smiled, "It's okay, I'm here."

It was also strange. When he smiled, Zhao Xiyin felt extremely at ease. How to describe this feeling? Kill the enemy and someone passes the sword to you, someone gets revenge and someone builds the bridge for you, and someone is bullied to support you.

Zhao Xiyin is not a good person from the Holy Mother. She was even more determined by Zhou Qishen’s support.

"If you need a lawyer, I will recommend you. If you need a manpower, I will find you. You don't have to worry about the group. If you have recovered, go back if you want to go back. No one dares to make things difficult for you. Zhao Xiyin is right, Zhao Xiyin does a good job." Zhou Qishen covered the back of her hand, patted her gently, and then quickly took it back.

Zhao Xiyin's nose was sour, she quickly lowered her head, and called him, "Zhou Qishen."

"exist."

It was quiet late at night, and even the two of them breathed like dust.

Zhao Xiyin asked in a low voice: "Have you ever had anyone around you in the past two years?"

Zhou Qishen raised his eyebrows and did not answer immediately. He stood up abnormally. This attitude made Zhao Xiyin inexplicably nervous. On the one hand, he regretted saying the wrong words, but on the other hand, he was sincerely nervous.

Silence makes people imagine, Zhou Qishen made a good plan. Before leaving, he suddenly explained, "There is no one else, I only remember my own people."
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