south shore corner

Chapter 95

"Ding ding ding ~ ding ding ding ~" The alarm clock rang throughout the room.

You Xian frowned and opened his eyes, in a daze for a moment.It feels like it was all a dream.But it only took less than a blink of an eye for him to rationally return to reality.

The room is still a double bed in the original wooden color, and the sheets are also the familiar smog blue.He covets the state in which his mind is not fully awake when he wakes up.

Because it hasn't reminded him of the cruelty of the day.

"You go back, I have enough people to take care of my own children, professional nurses are no better than you, not to mention what can you do here...".

"It's useless for you to guard the door for ten days and a half months. There is no room for turning around this matter...

"Xiaoyou, Jing Ai woke up, he said he wanted to see you, go in and have a look..."

"You Xian, right? Don't beg for mercy in the future. Except for this matter, you can say anything. My son told me not to do anything to you. I promised him that I wouldn't touch you. You are a good young man. Why be so humble and beg for mercy? If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences, and you can't forgive me with a few words of sorry. Also, don't tell Xiaojing about you..."

"Brother Xian, you don't have to come to deliver lunch every time. The weather is so hot now, and the ward only arranges a fixed number of people to visit the patient. Aren't you running for nothing..."

"You Xian, why are you here again today? Didn't I tell you not to come? My brother's condition has improved. Don't worry. The company is fine today. I'll take care of him. You should go back to rest early today. You look very pale. Difference..."

"You Xian, come to the bar. Something happened in the bar. You can deal with it on behalf of Pang Qingyu. When you get to the bar, go directly to Oulai, and he will explain to you..."

"Hey, You Xian, I can't leave the club. There is a document that needs you to take it back for archiving, and then check it. He used to come here in person...

"Hey, come to the club for a meeting."

"You Xian You Xian"

"You...... You Xian, You Xian, You..."

You Xian took a deep breath and woke up, the sudden heartbeat caused his ears to lose their ringing.

A long, taut transparent thread was passing from the left ear to the right.I just feel that even if there is a little vibration, the air flow driven by the moth's vibrating wings can disintegrate the thin thread.

So he began to breathe carefully, forcing himself to lower his breathing rate.

But as the brain produces consciousness to control the subject, the senses regain consciousness.He frowned to express the pain, but he didn't know where it came from, because there was no place in his body that made him feel comfortable.

Only then did he turn his attention to the eyes, conveying information through vision.

"You Xian."

It was an extremely gentle call but it made him feel scared, the thin thread was finally defeated, followed by a complete sobriety.He felt pain in different places on his forehead, stomach, thighs, and ankles.

"Hiss~" He was about to look up and get up to see his situation, but he could only take a breath and ordered him to lie back down.

"Don't move. I fell down from the high platform when I was fainted. Fortunately, the bones are fine, but the skin of the head was broken, and the ankle was injured again where it was broken last time." The gentle voice spoke from the source, still so gentle.

You Xian stared at Li Zesu without falling, as if he was thinking or analyzing the information in this passage.

"What. Stupid"

Li Zesu bent down to ask him, took his forehead temperature with his hands, and concluded: "I don't have a fever."

Only then did You Xian fully remember what happened.

During the day, as usual, he first went to the club to fight with white soda.The club is in the initial stage, and it is still in the investment period.The club without Pang Qingyu is really not doing well. Pang Qingyu usually relies on personal business through the network to attract people and funds.

As soon as he left, Bai Su found that the club had come to a standstill.He could only call You Xian, and Bai Su took the position of "social butterfly" himself.

At noon, I went home to take the lunch made by Gao Jinpin's private chef and sent it to the hospital.Before my butt fell on the sofa cushion, I was mobilized again by a phone call-the bar was reported, and the LED screen in the main hall of the bar was broken...

Because of the sun at noon, he was a little nauseous and retching, subconsciously knowing that he was not in the right state.Or bravely drive to the bar.

When we got to the bar, the temperature of the central air conditioner was too low.If it was normal, he wouldn't just wear a short sleeve, but his mind was so muddled that he didn't think about adding another dress, so he went to the main hall immediately to look at the display screen.

The maintenance master has arrived, and the bar staff told You Xian and Zhang Chuanheng that they went to the police station, so they had to notify You Xian to deal with the matter.

The LCD screen of a bar is not the size of a home TV, but a thing that covers an entire wall for special effects.Crack a little, and the display is useless, and the whole thing has to be removed and reinstalled.

He went up the landing to see if the crack was artificial.

The one-meter-high platform was originally a catwalk for DJs and dancers. In order to achieve the unique design of the bar, there is no protective railing on it.

After taking the stage, the maintenance personnel also learned from the attitude of the staff around the young man with clear browbones in the front, but a little thin for a normal man's physique: This is the bar where no one can make the decision. principal.

"The LED dot matrix module, this crack is caused by the temperature difference." The maintenance personnel said, "From the top to the bottom, the diagonal line is basically broken. Now the display cannot be displayed, so it can only be replaced in full."

You Xian squatted down to carefully confirm the traces of some cracks, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, then turned to look at the maintenance technician and asked, "If this screen needs to be replaced, is it possible before six o'clock in the afternoon?"

Seeing the other party shaking his head, he said many reasons to tell him that it was difficult to handle the four hours.

He just found it annoying, turned his head and said to the bar staff in the audience: "You tell Jiang Xiuming, who is in charge of this area, to ask him to replace the screen with a fabric of the same size before six o'clock, and then use a light show. Then Tell the right and the right, more interaction.....

After explaining the replacement plan, he was about to get up and say to the maintenance personnel, "Is the maintenance period of the partner contract up yet?" when the sudden spasm in his stomach made him hiss, and he held his stomach and dared not move.

He couldn't guess what other people said to him, he just felt that the tearing sensation was transmitted from the stomach to the brain, telling the body through neurotransmitters: It's almost over.

When he started to lose consciousness, he remembered that his hands and feet were sweating, and his whole body felt cold. What happened afterwards?

He felt that he should have fallen from the high platform.