gambler

Chapter 27

Knocking on the door, he tilted his head mockingly, how could someone open the door?

He has, nothing left.

Suddenly the door opened with a hoarse sound, and warm yellow light seeped through the small half-slit of the door. The light in Han Banqing's eyes was rekindled and immediately dimmed, because a voice from inside came from Huang Yulan: "What kind of broken door? There is no cat eye, I will change it tomorrow."

"Why is it you?" Huang Yulan also said what Han Banqing wanted to say.

Han Banqing couldn't speak, but the intention in his eyes was obvious: This is my home, I should ask you this.

Huang Yulan straightened her waist: "This house belongs to your grandma. Now that she's dead, who will it belong to if it doesn't belong to our family?" Huang Yulan's family had a good idea. The villa to be demolished in the countryside, the house left by Han Banqing's parents, and the savings of the old man, which one does not belong to their family?

It just so happened that Han Banqing left the suicide note under the pillow in the hospital. He didn't know if Yang Jian took it or not, and he didn't care.He didn't come back to live in, he didn't even dare to go in and take a look, he was so cowardly that he didn't even bother to pretend to be strong.

He just, with a little bit of hope, found that after he knocked on the door, grandma would open the door for him, and Alipay also rushed over to lick his fist alive, calling him obediently, grandma is still that grandma, Alipay It's still that stupid.It's a pity that everything disappeared, and even the last trace of warmth was occupied by Huang Yulan.

He said: "Do you really have a clear conscience?"

Huang Yulan only looked at his lips, half-knowing and roughly understanding the meaning: "Originally, all of this is mine."

Han Banqing turned and left, and at the same time heard Huang Yulan closing the door with a "bang".If he doesn't fight with her, he really has no strength.Such a guy who loves money like his life, in normal times, he would naturally fight this woman to the death, but what's the use of a dead man asking for money and a house?He had no intention of living at all.

If you have a clear conscience, then you have a clear conscience.

He didn't know which floor he had walked to in a daze, and then he couldn't exert any more strength. First, his legs were weak and he fell over, and then he lost consciousness.He seemed to have had a long, long dream. In the dream, there was a tree that was not too big or small. The green branches and leaves formed his name, half green.

He stood under the tree, watching the spring and autumn change, the tree withered and leaves blooming, but he couldn't move, as if he was waiting for someone.He didn't know how long he had stood under that tree. He couldn't see anything except the rapid passage of time. Finally, one day, he felt a gust of wind around him, and then his eyes gradually became clear. He saw a person, but his eyes were still open. Dense, vague and unable to focus, just when he was about to see the person clearly, he woke up from the dream.She was woken up by being strangled by Dr. Zhang, that is, the previous family doctor of Qianjia.

"Ah Qing...Ah Qing, how are you?" Qianhe asked nervously. He was released by Qian Yuanye just now, and he ran to Li Wu's house in the early morning to look for Han Banqing, but there was no one there at all, so guess He must have returned to his own home, so he ran to Han Banqing's house to look for someone. Unexpectedly, when he reached the second floor, he found Han Banqing lying there unconscious. He kicked Han Banqing, trying to test whether he was lying here on purpose to blackmail people or something.

As a result, Qianhe angrily told the brothers who followed him to beat him up violently, which was good, because the one who wanted to blackmail him became himself instead.

Han Banqing couldn't speak and could only shake his head.

Doctor Zhang said that he fainted because he hadn't eaten for a few days, so he just gave Han Banqing an infusion to save him.

"Why didn't you eat? Why did you faint on the stairs of your house? You scared me to death, you know? What happened during my absence?" Qianhe asked excitedly.

Han Banqing pointed to his throat, then made a cross, indicating that he could not speak.Then he picked up Qianhe's cell phone and typed a line: My grandma and Alipay are dead.

"How did this happen?" Qianhe was so regretful that he collapsed: "When did it happen?"

"A week ago."

"If I let you go back earlier, I wouldn't..." Qianhe felt that Han Banqing must have hated him to the core. If it wasn't for him, his grandma would probably die without seeing Han Banqing for the last time. won't die.what to do?Obviously it was hard to reconcile.

"How did she get away?" Qianhe asked in a low voice.

Han Banqing shook his head, which meant that he didn't want to talk anymore. Although he just got up and typed, he still felt weak.In fact, there is nothing to say, what to say?Did you say that your grandma might have been pissed off by her aunt?It's ridiculous.

But Qianhe thought he didn't know, so he planned to change the subject first: "You're hungry, I'll ask Jia Ma to cook for you." He was released by Qian Yuanye only because he promised his father not to let him go. After getting in touch with Han Banqing again, he went back to his original home. Although he only verbally fooled his father, it was Han Banqing who went to look for him as soon as he came out.

Han Banqing shook his head, lay down and closed his eyes.

"Doctor Zhang, why can't he speak?" Doctor Zhang gave Han Banqing a brief physical examination just now, and there was nothing wrong with him except Taixu.Now I checked it again carefully, there is no sign of damage to the throat or anything, everything is normal.

Therefore, it is boldly speculated that it should be related to the death of his grandma and the psychological blow he suffered: "There is no problem with his body. It should be caused by a great stimulation, which caused some mental illness and caused a temporary loss of voice. I am not concerned about this aspect. There are so many, Qian Shao can take him to see some psychiatrists for enlightenment."

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"Okay, you can make an appointment with a psychiatrist for me, and ask for the best."

"However, Young Master Qian, the psychiatrist I know won't come back. You have to take Master Han with you." Dr. Zhang added.

Qianhe frowned: "Why? Then change to another one."

"You just said that you want the best psychiatrist, so as far as I know, he is the best psychiatrist in our city. Although the others may not be mediocre, he is the most famous and has the most remarkable therapeutic effect."

"Okay then, you call him now, and I'll take Banqing there in the afternoon."

Doctor Zhang nodded, walked out of Qianhe's bedroom and made a phone call in the corridor.Then came in again not long after: "Qian Shao, he said that today's appointment is already full, and I'm afraid it will be tomorrow."

Qianhe was a little unhappy: "What do you mean today's appointment is full, we can double the price compared to other people, and I will take Banqing there in the afternoon."

Doctor Zhang said embarrassingly: "You don't know his temper, and he is not short of money. In principle, he would not turn away these reserved guests."

Qianhe pulled out a cigarette irritably. He usually didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but when Han Banqing was still unconscious, Qianhe had to use it to restrain his urge to kill.

After igniting it, he took a deep breath, and the gray smoke curled up Qianzuru's hand: "Then break his principle."

"This……"

"He's not short of money, so you can ask him if he's short of life." Qianhe Yinjiu's eyes were mottled in the gray smoke, and Doctor Zhang felt a little cold behind him.

He didn't want Han Banqing's illness to be delayed for a moment, in case he would never be able to speak in just one day, then who would bear the burden could only be Han Banqing.He already owed him too much, he couldn't, and Han Banqing felt a little unfair.

Doctor Zhang turned around and went out again: "Then I will try my best to persuade him."

Doctor Zhang has been out for a little longer this time. Qianhe gently pinched half of Han Banqing's pale and lifeless face, and found that there was really not much flesh left. Why did he become so thin after leaving for two days? .Qianhe felt distressed: "If you don't want to eat, then I'll buy you a cake, okay?"

Han Banqing shook his head.

Qianhe asked again: "Why did you collapse on the stairs? What happened in the past two days?"

Han Banqing didn't respond, which meant he didn't want to answer.Qianzuru was helpless and helpless towards his situation, which was worse than his previous cold war attitude.

He can only think of one reason, that is, Han Banqing must blame him for locking him up, so his grandma passed away at home, and no one knows.Thinking about it this way, I am really too beastly.If this knot can't be untied, I'm afraid Han Banqing will never want to talk to him for the rest of his life.

"I'm sorry, Ah Qing. It's my fault. I locked you up to let your grandma... If it wasn't for me, your grandma probably wouldn't have had such a thing." Qianhe lay on the edge of the bed with a guilty face. .

Han Banqing had almost no emotion on his face. He wanted to sit up but he didn't have any strength in his hands. He continued to type on Qianhe's mobile phone: It's not your fault.

Hearing what he said, Qianhe felt even more guilty: "How could you not blame me?"

"It was my fault."

"Why?!" Chizuru asked.

Han Banqing didn't stop: I did it myself. If I hadn't softened my heart, I wouldn't have celebrated your birthday with you, wouldn't have let you find a chance to lock me up, and there wouldn't be... what happened later.

"Don't be like this, it's not what you think, don't blame yourself."

How could Han Banqing not blame Qianhe, but compared to Qianhe, he blamed himself more.It was him who made a mistake from the very beginning. During the military training three years ago, he shouldn't have paid more attention to Qianhe's look. If he hadn't been pestering him so hard that he understood his thoughts, he would have no future at all.