Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

Why did Mr. Mei call me suddenly?

Could it be that... the rumor reached him so quickly?

Instead of entering the elevator, I found a deserted corner and answered the phone nervously.

"Hey?"

"Haha, Xiao Song, I didn't disturb your rest, right?" The old man's amiable voice came from the microphone.

"No, old man, how are you doing?" I asked with concern.

"Oh, tomorrow's surgery, I'll call you tonight because I have something to tell you," Mr. Mei said thoughtfully.

I could tell from his tone that he was in a very depressed mood, but he was just pretending to be relaxed on the phone.

"Master, please speak!" I said seriously.

"Alas!" Mr. Mei sighed deeply: "Little friend, you and I have been friends for years, but unfortunately we have only a short relationship... It's too late to meet you. I wish I could have known you a few years earlier. ..."

His voice became increasingly sad...and I felt a strong sense of despair on the other end of the phone.

I seemed to be able to guess that his diagnosis was not as optimistic as Li Jianglong told me.

Tomorrow's surgery will most likely be a matter of life and death!

"Old man! Cheer up! I am a brave man with great ambitions. You still have a long way to go in the future..." I comforted.

"Haha," Mr. Mei smiled, let out a sigh of relief, and his mood suddenly seemed to be much better. He muttered: "But there are some things that I have to explain, little friend. I want you to be a good person and help me to the end." I’m doing you a favor.”

"You said it! Go through fire and water, no matter what!" I said excitedly.

"Oh! You don't have to go through fire and water..." Mr. Mei said: "I have a daughter who has been fostered in other people's homes. Recently, some changes may have happened to their family. I want you to help me raise this child. , let her finish her studies, and then find a good family... and marry her."

When I heard this, my heart skipped a beat and my brain short-circuited for 0.5 seconds!

The amount of information in his words is too much...

After being stunned for a moment, I replied loudly: "Old man, don't worry! I will definitely live up to your trust!"

"Alas!" Mr. Mei sighed again: "I am the same now... There is really no one I can trust. My little friend, although you and I only know each other once, I feel that you are like mine." Just like a biological son, you can definitely help me take good care of him...cough cough cough!"

At this point, he started coughing violently and was almost speechless.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the nurse's bell came from the microphone, as well as the sound of rapid footsteps and various noisy movements.

"Tomorrow...tomorrow, someone will contact you. Let him talk to you, cough, cough, cough!" Mr. Mei said the last words out of breath, and hung up the phone.

I was confused and stood there in a daze for five or six minutes!

It can be felt that Mr. Mei is explaining the funeral arrangements.

He was coughing so violently. Could it be that... it had metastasized to his lungs and I didn't diagnose it at the beginning?

After all, I'm not a professional, so it's hard to say...

Putting these aside, I can strongly understand Mr. Mei's state of mind at this moment.

Regardless of his true condition, I felt that he was desperate and determined that he was not going to make it through this.

A famous psychologist once said: For most men, the person they miss most before they die is not the person they love most in their life.

It was the person he felt most sorry for in his life.

It may be a poor wife who was abandoned early in life, or it may be a child who failed to fulfill his obligation to support her.

No matter how muddled this person was in life, before he died, the last glimmer of humanity would light up his last kindness.

Of course, this is not absolute. There are also those bastards who are not human at all, living beasts.

Mr. Mei had an endless life, but he still felt guilty for his daughter living among the people.

At the last moment of life, this feeling of guilt will be especially intense!

As for Bingbing, she may not even know that she has such a biological father...

The information Mr. Mei just revealed to me is too chewy: Something will happen to the Bingbing family recently!

What will happen? Hasn’t Wu Xinlan been released?

He asked me to raise Bingbing, what does this mean?

Also, he said, he feels like I am just like his biological son. What does this mean?

Is it just a casual remark made by a person in a state of near-death and despair, or is it related to Liao Ruxue's "gossip"?

If there is something wrong with Mr. Mei this time, then I won't be able to count on him to save Wu Xinwen in the future.

This makes me feel very disappointed...

Although it is a bit selfish to say this, everyone is selfish, and I am no exception.

On the other hand, if Mr. Mei is really gone, Liao Ruxue will no longer have any reason to care about my "prostitution".

It's like I paid her for nothing. In fact, regardless of the camp's stance, Liao Ruxue is really awesome! It just makes me have endless aftertaste...

For a moment, my mind was so confused!

After smoking a cigarette, I felt much more stable and quickly took the elevator back to my office.

When I opened the office door, I was stunned!

But I saw Bian Lulu curled up in a ball, still sitting on my sofa, shivering with cold...

The air conditioner in the office is turned off and the temperature is very low.

"Song...Mr. Song, are you...back?" Bian Lulu looked at me with miserable eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

"What are you doing by turning off the air conditioner? You don't want your life!" I said in shock, and immediately took off my coat and covered Bian Lulu's body.

"I...I didn't turn it off, it...it broke on its own this afternoon..." Bian Lulu said tremblingly.

I walked over and checked, and sure enough, the air conditioner wouldn't start.

What the hell! Normally it would be fine for ten thousand years, so why did Bian Lulu break down as soon as she was "on duty"?

"Did you touch it?" I asked with a frown.

"No...no," Bian Lulu said tremblingly: "At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the power went out for a while, and when it came back again, it wouldn't start..."

I frowned and thought about it for a moment, and I guessed it was an aging problem on the line caused by unstable voltage.

I asked Li Linghu to install new air conditioners for all executives above a certain "level", but he didn't let him touch the ones in my room.

It's also to prevent him from trying something against me.

However, I didn't expect that something like this happened today, and Bian Lulu almost froze to death!

Seeing her pitiful look, the original resentment towards her was reduced a lot.

My princess picked her up, held her tightly in her arms, and warmed her cold body. Her legs, feet, belly, arms, and shoulders were all cold...

"Mr. Bian, what are you doing? Don't dare to be so willful in the future..." I said, pulling over the leather bag containing a whole set of new clothes.

"Be good! Get dressed and go home early," I comforted.

"No! No!" Bian Lulu shook her head like a rattle, her eyes were wide open, and her face was full of panic: "I don't want to wear it! I don't want to go home, I want to be with you!"

"Alas!" I sighed helplessly: "Mr. Bian, you...didn't we agree? We won't affect each other's families. I also have a wife, and it's time for me to go home."

Bian Lulu shed tears and choked up: "I know I won't affect your family, but I am alone now when I go back...Mr. Song, lock me in your dormitory." , imprison me, okay?"

"What do you mean?" I frowned and looked at her.

Bian Lulu sobbed: "I want to be in your territory, even if it is a table or a chair, wuwuwu!"

"Mr. Bian, I don't understand you more and more. You're like this...it makes me feel scared," I said worriedly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Bian Lulu cried so hard: "You can lock me up. I want to feel that I am yours all the time, woo woo..."

"You are mine," I hugged her tenderly, frowning and said, "Didn't I say that no matter what happens in the future, I will always take you with me, and I will always be your boss."

"Mr. Song, you don't understand women at all, wuwuwu!" Bian Lulu cried so hard that she couldn't stop crying.

Her criticism really confused me.

"Tell me, why don't I understand?" I asked.

Bian Lulu said: "You men can love several women at the same time, but we women cannot truly fall in love with two men at the same time. I admit that I loved my husband very much before, but now my heart is not with him at all. When I'm at home, I feel like a bird in someone else's cage. It's an invisible shackle that makes me suffocate... Wuwu!"

She choked up and continued: "I also thought about returning to my family completely, but... Facing a family that will explode sooner or later, I feel uneasy! I want to return to your world, even if you Lock me up, lock me up, at least... my heart is at ease! Why do I let you buy me clothes? I just want you to wrap me up all the time and make me belong. Feeling, woo woo! You let me go home, I feel like my spirit is about to break!"

I looked at Bian Lulu in shock. Although I couldn't fully understand her state of mind, I could somewhat understand it...

She is not perverted, but scared!

After all, she was still afraid that Ji Peng would deal with her and suddenly attack her at an uncertain time in the future.

Bian Lulu is cowardly and useless...

I can't rely on my own psychological quality to ask her. Her current absurdity and bizarreness are completely the result of various external pressures.

Faced with this situation, temporary persuasion is useless. We can only follow her and let her digest it slowly and turn her head around.

"Mr. Song, don't worry. I won't trouble you all the time. Lock me up these few days before the holiday. Don't let me go home... When the company resumes normal work, I can see you every day." It won't be like this when it comes to you, okay?" Bian Lulu begged, caressing my face.

"Okay!" I let out a sigh of relief: "Put your clothes on first and see if they fit you?"

While we were talking, I suddenly heard a woman's shrill scream from deep in the corridor outside: "Help!"