Rebirth: Family Chaebol

Gao Dapeng didn't know how long he cried in front of his brother's tombstone. To the end, his body was weak and his forehead was hot. After Yuan Fangguo and Xu Limin took him out of the cemetery, Gao Dapeng's face changed. Crimson up.

When Yuan Fangguo saw him like this, he quickly put his hand on his forehead. Sure enough, Gao Dapeng had a fever.

"Uncle, no, Dapeng has a fever." Yuan Fangguo looked confused.

Upon hearing this, Xu Limin quickly stretched out his hand to test Gao Dapeng's forehead, and it was really hot.

"I, I didn't burn..." The corner of Gao Dapeng's mouth wriggled slightly.

"Then are you still leaving today?" Xu Limin asked repeatedly.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to walk today. Don't look at him tall and big, his body is actually very weak." Yuan Fangguo knew Gao Dapeng best.

"Then I have to go first, the unit has urgent matters." Xu Limin's face became a little sad.

"You go first, I'll accompany him to the hospital here."

"Are you rich?" Xu Limin said while asking for money.

Xu Limin was in charge of food and accommodation for the past two days, so why would Yuan Fangguo have the nerve to take his money again?

"Uncle, I have it in my bag." He quickly patted his pocket.

"Okay, then you will stay here for a day. I really have to go first. After returning to the hotel, I will write my phone number to you. We will keep in touch when we are free."

It was not too early now, the three hurried back to the hotel, Xu Limin also left quickly after writing his phone number to Yuan Fangguo.

Yuan Fangguo didn't dare to neglect, he called a tricycle and sent Gao Dapeng to the hospital.

As soon as the hospital diagnosed, it really was a fever.

It was infusion and medicine again, and it was only after six o'clock in the afternoon that Gao Dapeng's body temperature dropped.

Before leaving, the doctor did not forget to remind him, "Remember to take medicine on time and cover the quilt at night. If these two points can be done, the patient will probably be able to reduce the fever tomorrow morning."

Back in the hotel, Gao Dapeng's consciousness was much clearer, but his head was still hurting badly. Yuan Fangguo asked him what he wanted to eat. Gao Dapeng thought for a while, and then told Yuan Fangguo that he just wanted to drink some porridge.

This is not difficult. After telling Gao Dapeng, Yuan Fangguo quickly walked out of the hotel and looked for a porridge shop on the street.

Congee shops are easy to find in the summer season. There are four or five small restaurants selling both porridge shops and rice noodles on the street a few hundred meters away.

Yuan Fangguo walked into a small restaurant and asked for a bowl of rice noodles, and after eating like running water, he asked for another bowl of hot porridge.

There was no fast food box here, so in desperation, he could only put down two yuan as a deposit and returned to the hotel with the bowl.

Gao Dapeng's appetite was not strong either. After more than ten minutes of eating, there was still half a bowl of steaming porridge.

Putting down the tableware, he looked at Yuan Fangguo gratefully, and said weakly, "Fang Guo, thank you for helping me this time to honor my brother's wish."

"Dapeng, let's talk about this." Yuan Fangguo smiled and said, "You and I are brothers, not to mention your brother sacrificed to protect the family and the country, and should be respected by us."

"My parents have always wanted our family to send a representative here to see it, and now they have fulfilled this wish, and I believe they will feel a lot easier." Gao Dapeng mentioned his parents before. According to him, As long as the Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, August 1st, and Zhongyuan Festival are coming, his parents will always be sad for several days.

"The deceased has passed away, and the living are like this, Dapeng, you should still remember this sentence."

Gao Dapeng nodded, "Of course I remember, but I haven't been able to come to this martyr's cemetery to pay homage to my brother. It's a piece of our family's heart. There's definitely no problem now."

Seeing that Gao Dapeng could figure it out, Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but take his hand and said with a serious face, "To live well is to have the greatest respect for those who have passed away."

Gao Dapeng nodded hard, continued to pick up his chopsticks, and tried to drink up the rest of the porridge in the bowl.

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While waiting for Yuan Fangguo to return the bowl to the snack bar, the sky was getting darker and darker. When he went back, the picture of the skinny man from last night smiling and asking them if they wanted guns suddenly appeared in his mind.

When approaching the alley, his footsteps suddenly slowed down, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart, and his heartbeat began to speed up inexplicably.

Sure enough, the shadow flashed out like a ghost once again, still the same icy chuckle from yesterday.

"Brother, do you want a gun?"

Yuan Fangguo didn't answer him right away. After looking around, he whispered, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock, I'll be waiting for you here, bring a few more."

The thin and dark shadow was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "No problem."

After saying this, he once again disappeared into the alley like a shadow.

When talking to that thin black shadow just now, Yuan Fangguo was a little impassioned in his heart, but after returning to the room to calm down, he was a little scared in his heart.

Just now, he said it entirely with passion. When he was talking, he thought of the Chinese gangster he met in the Burmese store in his previous life. Although the grievances were from a previous life, he could not guarantee that he would still be alive in this life. I met him or someone who was ruthless like that~www.wuxiaspot.com~, so I just prepared to buy a gun just out of a helpless self-preservation.

Yuan Fangguo's courage just now was thick and thin, and after being afraid, his heart became a little excited again. If he really had a gun, he wouldn't dare to say anything else. At least when he was facing danger, he could still be free. Take care.

However, he couldn't confirm whether the thin black figure was telling a lie or what. After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, he decided to bring the imitation rubber pistol and the three-edged scraper when he went the next day.

That night, he fell asleep very late, thinking about the situation he encountered at the Burmese store in his previous life. It was not until after three in the morning that Yuan Fangguo fell asleep in a daze.

Maybe it was something in his heart, he just slept for more than three hours, and he woke up naturally.

When he opened his eyes, Gao Dapeng had already woken up.

Compared with him yesterday, today's Gao Dapeng is obviously in a lot of spirit.

Gao Dapeng told Yuan Fangguo excitedly that his body heat had subsided.

Yuan Fangguo tentatively touched it, and sure enough, the forehead had returned to normal.

"You take a rest, I'll go out for a walk, and bring you breakfast back by the way. Let's check out at ten o'clock."

Gao Dapeng nodded and watched Yuan Fangguo walk out of the room.

After leaving the room, Yuan Fangguo went straight to the alley.

The other party was really punctual. At six fifty-five, the thin guy appeared in front of him again.

This time, Yuan Fangguo could see his appearance clearly. He was skinny and lacking in energy. At first glance, he knew that he was the kind of guy who was infected with drugs.

"Brother, is that you?" the thin man said in a low voice.