I quickly hid.

Some wonder, just didn't see Qin Zhaozhi's shadow, how can she be here?

Then I heard Qin Zhaozhi say, "I just inquired about my niece's jumping off a building. As a result, my mother was angry again. This time, she might not be able to do it."

At this moment, I remember what happened before. I picked up my mobile phone and began to record.

From the last phone call, it is obvious that Qin Zhaozhi is making a false will.

If grandma really had an accident, then what would happen is still unknown.

Later, Qin Zhaozhi talked about the false will on the phone. He also said that the distribution of shares and assets should not be too biased, otherwise it would be easy for people to suspect.

In fact, I don't like Qin Zhaozhi and Qin Zhaomin, but in contrast, I hope Qin Zhaozhi will take more property.



After she called and left, I went back to the inpatient department.

This meeting, Qin CI is still in ICU, there is no one outside.

Qin Zhaozhi and Qin Zhaomin are not here.

It seems that when grandma is in a coma, they don't even want to do it.

However, after a while, Qin Zhaozhi came. When she saw me, she didn't speak. She just looked outside.

I think Ji Qingxuan is still in the hospital. In order to avoid the embarrassment of meeting him, I left first.

It's Monday in the twinkling of an eye.

The notice about the design contest was sent to a related website.

In order to call on everyone to sign up, the company also made a special mobilization at the weekly meeting.

This competition, 6 decoration companies of Optimus plus several studios will participate.

Although there are only rules for the preliminary and the second round, there is not a word about the rules for the final.

But I feel vaguely that Ji Qingxuan will come to the final in person.

Now I just want to be an ordinary employee under him, and I don't want to have anything to do with him.

Although the total prize of this competition is as high as one million, as long as I enter the final, there will be a prize, which makes me a little excited.

But it's just a heartbeat.

After the meeting, all my colleagues were discussing the design competition. I just went back to the company and continued to do my own work.

Lunch.

Yu quietly ran to me and asked me, "Qin Jiaqi, what are you going to do in the design competition?"

"I'm not going."

I buried myself in the gap between meals and answered her.

She blinked and looked at me in disbelief. "What? You're not going to take part? "

"No."

"But the bonus! According to the grapevine, it seems that the highest is 400000! I thought the whole company would take part. "

Yu quietly still seems not willing to believe it.

I looked up, looked at her, a wry smile, "so many companies, studios, crouching tiger, hidden dragon, even if I try my best, it is estimated that I can not enter the final."

"But..."

Yu quietly seems to want to say something, but I think what I said is reasonable.

I go to see Qin CI every day after work.

She woke up on Monday and went back to the general ward.

Because of physical condition, the operation was delayed for four days and put on the weekend.

I got to the hospital early on the day of the operation.

I entered the ward, Qin CI saw me, eyes a bright, happy to say, "Xiaoqi, you come."

"Well, grandma, how are you feeling today?"

As I walked in, I looked left and right. Qin CI lived in a flat all the time. I looked around, and there was no one in the ward except Aunt Chen, who was sitting beside Qin Ci's bed with an atherosclerotic bowl.

Neither Qin Zhaomin nor Qin Zhaozhi came.

Qin CI took a mouthful of porridge and let out a long breath, "much better. The doctor came to check in the morning."

"Well, that's good."

I nodded.

At that time, I thought Qin Zhaomin and Qin Zhaozhi would come soon.

But I stayed with Qin CI in the ward for two hours, and I didn't see any of them. When it was nearly 10 o'clock, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat came in and introduced himself to Qin Ci, "Hello, old man, my name is Peng Xinzheng, your chief surgeon today."

"Hello, hello."

Qin CI said hello to the doctor.

While the two exchanged greetings, Peng Xinzheng asked Qin CI about his eating habits and his death, which was an understanding.

When it was all over, he nodded and said to Qin Ci, "I know. I'll get ready and let the nurse take you there."

"Good."

Qin CI nodded.

I was at her side, holding Qin Ci's hand.

As I watched the doctor go, I could feel Qin Ci's hand trembling slightly.

As soon as the doctor went out, she gave me an envelope and said, "Xiao Qi, please give this to the doctor just now."“……”

I looked down and opened it. There was a bank card inside.

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