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Silence in the golden year of the world

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Xi Chuan hurriedly changed and washed, has taken on a new look, the spirit is also much better, looks clean and agile, compared with before much. He sank his whole body into the soft sofa, took out a small black object from his pocket, and threw it leisurely on the tea table. “The things inside are qualified to negotiate with Xiang Kai.” Xi Chaoyang slowly picked up the miniature recording pen, pressed a button, and what came out was the conversation between Xi Chuan and Xiang Kai on the day of the kidnapping. He listened to the content carefully, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed. Then he nodded slightly and looked up and down at his son in front of him. His expression was light, and he did not see the surprise of the rest of his life after the robbery. He just asked lightly, “Have you been beaten?” “Yes.” “You don't have to come out in a hurry.” Xi Chaoyang's eyes were full of meaning. ” I didn't want to stay in that place, and I couldn't wait for the news, so I thought of a way to come out first. Xi Chuan explained without any trace that he didn't want to talk about Qinglu for the time being. Ning yuan and Yan Nan have already arranged for the acquisition of shares, these two days, you'd better have a good rest first, go to call Zhang Bo tomorrow, give you a good look. “No, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and check there by the way.” “Hospital?”? Don't you hate that place? “The assistant who was kidnapped together is in the hospital. I should have gone to see it.” Xi Chaoyang looked at his son and said thoughtfully, “It's up to you. However, Ji Xuan is very anxious these two days. She comes to inquire about your news every day and takes time to get in touch with her. That child is good.” Xi Chuan nodded slightly, a burst of exhaustion came over to him, these two days did not sleep a good night, plus the night through those fists and feet,industrial racking systems, the whole person fell apart, kicked the right leg is also more and more painful. The next day, Xi Chuan stayed in another ward of the inpatient department. The reason was a slight fracture. The little nurse in charge of taking care of him looked surprised and disdainful: “Even if you have a fracture, you have to be hospitalized. How many of the more serious symptoms are still sleeping in the corridor?” Automatically ignoring the nurse's murmur, Xi Chuan limped out, carrying a box of delicately packaged cakes in his hand. When he woke up this morning, he felt pain all over his body. His right leg was even worse. It was difficult for him to walk. The result of the examination was a fracture. He looked at his leg in plaster, but he didn't say anything. Before he reached 707, he heard the laughter and laughter inside. Qinglu's laughter was clear and crisp,heavy duty rack manufacturers, with a kind of cheerfulness that was rarely seen on weekdays: “In the early Qing Dynasty, it has been so long, but your jokes are still so cold, and you haven't made any progress.” “Well..” Then I'll change one. Once upon a time there was a little match girl. Gu Qingchu, with a serious face and a slow joke, sat on his side beside the hospital bed, peeling an apple in his hand. When the joke was over, the apple was peeled, and a long layer of skin was intact. Qinglu reached out and picked up the bunch of apple peels with a brilliant smile: “When will your level of telling jokes be as perfect as the skill of peeling apples..” Winter sunshine through the window leisurely sprinkled in, Xi Chuan looked at the green warm smile, the bottom of my heart also rippled a few warmth. His eyes stayed on the apple for a moment, and without saying much, he put down the cake in his hand, picked up a big apple, and cut it clumsily. The atmosphere in the ward was gradually strange, and the three of them did not speak. Qinglu looked at Xi Chuan's slender fingers turning, cutting off one third of the good apple, heavy duty cantilever racks ,asrs warehouse, and finally opened his mouth: That one I'll cut it, General Manager Xi. The head that is bowing the head to deal with the hand to live seriously also did not carry, after a moment, he passes the apple that has turned into polygon: “Here.” Sunny green is stupefied temporarily, also feel embarrassed not to answer, be forced to say shyly: “Thank.” Just took a few bites, and handed over a cake in front of him, “haven't eaten yet, this is.” Chocolate cake. Xi Chuan said in a low voice again, with a rare look of embarrassment. Qinglu jumped in her heart and subconsciously wanted to take it, but she saw Gu Qingchu stretch out a hand, take the cake away and put it on the bedside table a little farther away. During her illness, she should not eat sweets, and. She doesn't like the taste of chocolate either. Gu Qingchu did not know when he had come between them and said something with a faint look. Xi Chuan was slightly annoyed, but he still had a smile on his face. “Well, Qinglu, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it.” Qinglv on the hospital bed had already smelled a little bit of gunpowder, and hurriedly shirked: “No, General Manager Xi, I just drank soup, and I'm not hungry..” Besides, your legs and feet are inconvenient, so don't bother. “She has drunk a lot, don't bother,” Gu Qingchu said to the cool air, and bent over to ask Qinglu, “how is it? The soup I cooked tastes OK.” Xi Chuan squinted at the thermos bottle next to him, and his anger suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart. His tone was businesslike: “Director Gu, it's the end of the year. Isn't the Finance Department busy?” The implication is that you should go back as soon as possible. Gu Qingchu replied lightly, “I'm not busy. Most of the things have been done. But General Manager Xi, since my legs and feet are inconvenient, I'd better go back to rest early. Besides, I'm still in trouble about Xiang Kai.” The implication is that you are the one who should go back. Qinglu looked at the atmosphere with the stronger smell of gunpowder. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know whether it was good or not. She sighed slightly, stroked her forehead with her hand, and spoke cautiously: “I'm a little tired. Or, you go back first?” Gu Qingchu thought about it, nodded to her, turned around and took out a book and medicine from his bag. He told her softly, “If you are bored, just read the book. And this medicine, the season let me bring it. Take it for a while.” Sunny green conveniently took the joke king, some do not know whether to laugh or cry, the line of sight gently swept the box of medicine, slightly a stagnation, did not say anything. Seeing this, Gu Qingchu added, “You fainted twice in a row for no reason. I was very worried. But you were sent to Wenchuan a few days ago. How can you let her work at ease like this?” Qinglu turned her face sideways, looking a little gloomy and speechless. Xi Chuan Wen Yan guessed a few minutes, he looked at the white medicine box, and then looked at the person who bowed his head and did not speak. His heart suddenly became swollen, and he could not tell what it was like. After a moment, he slowly walked to the bedside, poured a glass of water,metal racking systems, opened the medicine box again, took out the white tablets, and handed them to Qinglu: “Take the medicine.” 。 kingmoreracking.com

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