After rebirth, I used medical skills to overwhelm the rich

Wen Heng twitched the corners of his lips and smiled a little reluctantly: "Well, don't worry, I know what's going on and I won't take advantage of others."

He will work hard to fulfill his responsibilities.

But everyone has to pay for their own choices. If Qi Ya insists on going her own way and hangs herself on the crooked tree like Wencheng, she will only ask for it.

On the surface, he looked calm and calm, as if it was all his mother's choice, but his fists were clenched into fists, and he was obviously nervous.

Jiang Baoer noticed this detail, his eyes flashed, he chatted for a few words, and then said considerately: "I will go out and take a look first, and when she arrives, I will bring her to you."

"Yes." Wen Heng responded lightly.

After Jiang Baoer left, Wen Heng relaxed and sat back on the treatment bed nervously and dejectedly.

He felt uneasy and did not dare to bet on whether Wen Cheng, the husband, or his son was more important in his mother's heart.

In fact, just looking at Qi Ya's usual performance, the choice is already obvious.

Every time he and Wen Cheng had a dispute, she always stood by Wen Cheng, every time.

Wen Heng's heart began to sink.

Time passed by, but Qi Ya's figure still did not appear, and Wen Heng's heart sank to the bottom.

Jiang Baoer wrote a prescription for the patient, looked at the door, and couldn't help but send a message to Chu Feng.

"Isn't it here yet?"

Chu Feng quickly replied: "No."

Jiang Baoer frowned, Qi Ya's love brain wouldn't let go of her son.

Another hour passed. When Jiang Baoer was extremely disappointed and had no hope, he suddenly received a message from Chu Feng.

"Here she is, at the back door, no one following her."

Jiang Baoer stood up suddenly and walked quickly to the back door. Sure enough, he saw a woman wearing a black coat, scarf, hat and glasses, looking around furtively.

"Mrs. Wen."

Jiang Baoer had a smile on his face, leaned over and called her softly.

Qi Ya was startled and suppressed her screams in her throat.

She grabbed Jiang Baoer's hand: "Where is my son? Where is my son?"

"Follow me." Jiang Baoer pulled her to the door of the consulting room where Wen Heng was, and said to Qi Ya: "Go in, he is waiting for you inside."

Qi Ya looked at her uneasily: "Why don't you go in together?"

Jiang Baoer shook his head and chuckled: "You two, mother and son, are talking. It shouldn't be convenient for outsiders to be around."

Yes, after all, it involves family scandal.

Qi Ya was silent for a few seconds and stood at the door of the consulting room, feeling nervous.

I haven’t seen my son for such a long time, and I don’t know if my son has lost weight or if he has endured hardships outside...

Thinking of this, Qi Ya's eyes trembled.

No, with Wen Heng's ability, he would only live better outside. Without Wen Cheng's suppression, beating and scolding, he would be happier.

Qi Ya opened the door and walked in.

Almost as soon as she entered the door, Wen Heng raised his head suddenly.

His eye circles were slightly red, full of hope and anxiety, like a besieged little beast.

The moment I saw Qi Ya, all the emotions suddenly had a home.

Wen Heng suppressed the tremor in his voice and tried to keep himself calm, but the corners of his lips that could not be suppressed told everyone clearly.

He was very happy.

"Mom, you are here."

Qi Ya was in a daze for a moment when she saw his current appearance.

She suddenly realized that her son looked nothing like Wen, but more like the Qi family, like his two uncles.

It seems that she hasn't been home for a long time, and she hasn't seen her father and two brothers...

"Aheng, have you been to grandpa's house during this time?"

Although it was a question, Qi Ya's tone was very sure.

She saw traces of polishing in the military camp on Wen Heng's body.

"Yes." Wen Heng didn't hide anything and simply nodded: "Grandpa and uncles like me very much and treat me very well. Mom, let's leave the Wen family."

Qi Ya was stunned for a moment and shook her head subconsciously: "I can't leave. What will your dad do if I leave? I can't leave..."

Wen Heng felt a surge of anger in his heart: "Wen Cheng has someone outside. He doesn't need you at all, and he has never liked you."

Qi Ya frowned, her eyes angry: "You say such things again, I know you don't like your dad, but you can't slander him. Your dad rarely stays outside these years, and there are no women around him, how could he …”

Wen Heng interrupted her: "That's because he has someone he really likes, and he keeps his sweetheart abroad. Wen Cheng goes abroad every month. Are you sure he is just busy with business?"

Qi Ya paused, looking a little flustered, and kept muttering: "No way, no way, your dad can't cheat."

"To be precise, the woman he raised abroad was the first one to appear. She was his first love and Wen Cheng's favorite. She was his white moonlight and cinnabar mole."

In order to make Qi Ya sober up, Wen Heng said in a harsh tone: "Wen Cheng has always liked that woman. Mom, the reason why he married you was just for the power of the Qi family and to get the inheritance rights of the Wen family."

"You're talking nonsense!" Tears welled up in Qi Ya's eyes.

For so many years, what supported her in holding on to this marriage was Wen Cheng's cleanliness and his single-minded devotion to herself.

But now her son says that Wen Cheng never loved her from the beginning to the end.

All Qi Ya's beliefs collapsed instantly.