When Fu Ping'an was educated by his mother, Chen Qian and Zhao Guanghui were also under the scrutiny of the doctor. There was only a gray-haired old doctor in the office. He looked at the couple through the top of his reading glasses with a wise look. He picked up Fu Ping'an's medical record and looked at it. The medical record was very simple, and he only wrote two pages, all of which were trauma.

"Your brother?" the old doctor asked casually.

"Yes, my brother." Chen Qian said, thinking about it, she felt that she was not rigorous enough. She was a person in the late 1970s, and Fu Ping'an was born in the 1990s. In the era of strict family planning, such siblings were rare, so she added, "Cousin."

These tricks can't be hidden from the old doctor. He said: "The injury is not serious. Please tell the patient's family members not to worry. This child is only eighteen years old. He should be in the first year of the year. Let your brother change his normal job in the future."

Chen Qian was ashamed. The old doctor's eyes were poisonous. She could see that she and Fu Ping'an were not cousins, but were employed, which drove the 18-year-old boy to get injured in a fight. I guess her image in the old doctor's mind was also very unbearable.

Fortunately, the old doctor did not point it out, so he went to a meeting after a brief chat. Chen Qian and Zhao Guanghui discussed Fu Ping'an's future in the corridor.

"Ping'an is kind, meticulous and righteous, and it is worth nurturing." Chen Qian said, "Our business grows bigger and needs our own people to be the management."

Zhao Guanghui said: "I listen to you."

Chen Qian said: "I told you not to look for Li Yan again, why don't you listen to me?"

The two of them talked for a while, and returned to the ward, and found that Fu Dongmei had left. Fu Ping'an said, "My mother is worried that my father will go back first, and I can take care of myself. I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days, so I don't have to see me every day."

Chen Qian sat down beside the bed, picked up an apple, and then picked up the three-blade wooden folding knife that Fu Ping'an placed on the bedside table. When she opened the blade, a cold light flashed, Zhao Guanghui's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I'll go down to buy a pack of cigarettes." Zhao Guanghui said, and got up and went downstairs. After a while, he came up and had a newspaper bag in his hand. When he opened it, Fu Ping'an's eyes lit up.

It was a long dagger with a brown cowhide scabbard, with a fine rope tied to the hilt. The blade was pulled out, which was extremely powerful. The back of the knife was covered with hideous and thick double-layer sawtoothing. It was no problem to use it to saw a small tree. The blade was wide, large and sharp. Zhao Guanghui unscrewed the lid at the tail of the hilt and poured out matches, hooks, fishing lines and compass.

"You can only peel fruits, men need to use this." Zhao Guanghui said, "How about the sixteen-inch third-large Rambo knife, right?"

Fu Ping'an swallowed: "It's OK."

Zhao Guanghui said: "Do you like it? Take it for fun."

Fu Ping'an was very quick at this moment and replied: "A gentleman will not take away what he loves."

Zhao Guanghui said: "I have so many of them. There are all kinds of famous knives in the world. When you recover, you will take you to play. Do you like shooting guns? If you have the opportunity to take you to the shooting range to shoot 5 and 6 styles, you can shoot enough submachine guns."

Fu Ping'an looked yearning for him, but Chen Qian was a little dissatisfied and said, "Ping'an, you have a good rest. We're leaving and we'll see you again if we have time."

The two went downstairs to get into the car, and Chen Qian asked with a cold face: "What does it mean to give him a knife? Do you ask him to kill someone for me?"

Zhao Guanghui said: "The sword is given to the hero. This knife is my beloved thing. I gave it to him to appreciate this child. If I hadn't come in time last night, he would have squatted in the detention center and put on the hat of the murder suspect. Zhang Yanjun was also very cold. I think people will not be wrong. If you take safe action, Zhang Yanjun will definitely die."

Chen Qian was a little scared, and she also felt this way. Fu Ping'an would really kill someone, which made an 18-year-old boy ruin his life for himself, and she couldn't do it.

"This kid looks very much like me when I was young," said Zhao Guanghui. "If I hadn't been to the world of the world, these things would have happened. There would have been a big brother in the world and an artist in the world."

"Let's go home and go see Xiaohui. You have never seen your son before." Chen Qian said.

When talking about his son, Zhao Guanghui suddenly fell down. For eight years, he had only seen his son in photos. Because he did not want his son to see his father in the iron window, he has been determined not to let Chen Qian take Xiaohui to visit the prison. Today is the first time that the father and son have met.

Today is on weekends, Xiaohui is resting at home. For him, today is no different from other weekends. His mother is at work and there is only a nanny at home. He is lying on the sofa watching cartoons when suddenly the door opens. It is his mother who walked in, his face is a little different from usual.

"Xiaohui, see who is coming." Chen Qian said.

Xiaohui looked up at the strange man behind his mother, with a flat head, thin and simple and old outfit. He couldn't tell the other person's background and turned around and continued to watch the cartoon. In the TV series, the cat and mouse were chasing and fighting, and the background music was noisy and funny.

This is an unexpected scene. The son couldn't recognize his father. Chen Qian said: "Xiaohui, haven't you always wanted to find a father? This is the father. Dad is here."

But Xiaohui didn't even look back. It seemed that his father was just an outdated toy, which was not as attractive as the cartoon in front of him.

Chen Qian squatted down and patiently persuaded: "Xiaohui, it's dad that is back. Don't you envy the most about children having dads? Now you have one, why don't you hug dad?"

"No!" Xiaohui refused simply and stared at the TV.

Chen Qian was annoyed. She hadn't closed her eyes for 36 hours, and her patience had reached its limit. She was about to raise her hand to hit someone, but Zhao Guanghui grabbed her and shook her head gently, saying, "Go and take a shower and sleep, I will watch TV with my son."

In this way, Zhao Guanghui accompanied Xiaohui to watch the cartoon for half an hour, and laughed with him and ate potato chips together. Xiaohui felt that this strange man was quite friendly, so he ran to the study and opened the phone, and went to Haofang platform to call a game for Zhao Guanghui to see.

Before Zhao Guanghui was imprisoned, computer games had not yet developed to this point. Seeing his son skillfully switch weapons, moves, and headshots in virtual combat games, the seven-year-old child had the aura of killing one person in ten steps. Zhao Guanghui was amazed and said, "Tell me, it's so fun."

"Let my brother teach you that he is better than me." Xiaohui showed off, "Brother is the CS champion and teaches me to swim. My brother is a good citizen who is brave enough to be a good citizen. He has won the certificate, and my brother also takes me to play water fight..."

Zhao Guanghui's ears were full of "Brothers and Brothers." He felt a little sad when he heard it. These were things that fathers should do. Then he thought, this young man was really good, honest and kind, and had kindness to his family. If he really kept him as his right-hand man, it was actually because his family took a big advantage and delayed his children.

In the ward, Fu Ping'an sneezes a few times. He didn't go out for a whole morning and felt that he needed to go out for a walk. He couldn't put down the 40-centimeter-long No. 3 Rambo knife, so he hid it under the hospital gown and stopped going out.

Walking left after leaving the ward, there are fire protection passages and stairs. Some patients who are addicted to smoking will smoke here. Fu Ping'an pushed open the safety door and heard a voice below. He didn't pay attention. He walked straight down. Halfway through, he suddenly became silent. Five people on the corner of the corridor stared at him. One of them was Xiaoman who was knocked down by a hammer yesterday.

Xiaoman's cervical spine and mandibular bone were injured and had already completed the hospitalization procedures. His brothers visited the hospital and several people came out to smoke. Unexpectedly, his enemies were narrow and they actually met Fu Ping'an.

Fu Ping'an subconsciously wanted to escape. The other party had a large number of people, and he was sure of his loss. But in an instant, he saw a hint of timidity in the other party's eyes. The brave ones won when they met on a narrow road, Xiaoman was the defeated general, and he had a sharp blade on his waist, so he was afraid of being furious!

After a change of thought, Fu Ping'an walked down arduously, first slapped the huge dagger, which was 40 cm long, on the windowsill, and touched his body, without smoke or fire.

"Do you have any cigarettes? Get me one?" Fu Ping'an said.

All five people were stunned. One person actually took out a cigarette and helped Fu Ping'an light it.

The embarrassing silence continued, and the four people didn't say anything, and Xiaoman was afraid of being beaten. The head hammer was heartfelt. And when he woke up, he heard about Fu Ping'an's performance, and smashing four bottles on his head was not a big threat, but he was talking about it in front of the big guys. He heard that he wanted to use a knife to kill Zhang Yanjun. Of course, the most important thing was that Zhao Guanghui came back and said that he hated others to touch his brother the most. Although Xiaoman was young and energetic, he also knew that he was respectful of authority, so when Fu Ping'an came to the door, he did not dare to act rashly.

Fu Ping'an took two puffs of cigarettes and decided to say a few words to express his attitude.

"Xiaoman, we have tied. I will give you this a greeting next time I dare to give me a shit." Fu Ping'an patted the man who gave him cigarettes on the shoulder, picked up the No. 3 Rambo knife, and walked upstairs without recognizing his relatives. At this moment, he felt that he was very bachelor and very casual.

The security door slammed and the four people came back to their senses and asked Xiaoman: "Who is this?" It turned out that they didn't know Fu Ping'an at all. Even if they recognized it, these four people were Xiaoman's ordinary friends, not brothers who had survived their lives, and they would not stand up for him to fight for his life in such an occasion.

"Fu Ping'an." Xiaoman gritted his teeth, but he had to raise the other party so that he could not seem so cowardly. So he added two more words, "The people in the martial arts world are called iron-headed tigers, and Zhao Guanghui's subordinates are in danger of fighting. I beaten them up last time, and we were equalized in this battle."

The four friends looked at each other and said that no wonder they were so domineering. They turned out to be famous fierce men in the world.

Fu Ping'an is famous because he does not rely on the old communication channels. The era of word-of-mouth was long gone. Now it is the era of the Internet and audio and video. A surveillance video in the Rococo bar is circulating online. Although the pixels are extremely low, you can also see the scenes of conflict at that time, slapping, hammering, and tamping beer bottles on the head. The scenes are exciting and the network is extremely popular. Within a day, everyone in Huaimenda basically knows the feat of Chen Qian's driver Fu Ping'an. If you want to gain a foothold in the world, it is not enough to rely on ruthlessness, and loyalty and responsibility are not enough. The key is still hype. Only when you do the right thing at the right time can you achieve a huge pound and become famous in one battle.

Originally, the story of Zhang Yanjun bullying the orphan and widowed mother had spread. In addition, a group of bigwigs forced the palace on the rainy night, which made everyone's heartstrings even more. What's more important is that Zhao Guanghui released early. The drama of the return of the king is simply a super blockbuster of grudges and love in the world. Although Fu Ping'an is not the protagonist, he is definitely the most outstanding supporting role. He is not tolerant of heaven.

For Fu Ping'an, the most difficult time has passed, and Chen Qian doesn't need his protection anymore, because there is a stronger and more powerful person to take over, and this person is Zhao Guanghui, but Zhao Guanghui's return can only intimidate the other party and dare not come to the door to force debt. The five million owed in black and white cannot be lost.

The former Huaimen First Tiger, who had just been released from prison, faced a major test and raised 5 million yuan in funds to rescue emergency services. However, all his property had been confiscated. His official backers were arrested for many years. His old friends were willing to help, but now the country's monetary base was tightening and there was a shortage of money everywhere. No one could afford such a large amount of money. After drinking a few big drinks, they raised 500,000 and 600,000 in pieces, which was only enough to pay the interest.

So Zhao Guanghui decided to find someone.
Chapter completed!