After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Wen Yinuo originally thought that he should save face for his brother, and wait until he got over his sadness, and then he would naturally drive faster.

But looking at the third person who had passed them and the ninth bicycle outside the car window, Wen Yinuo could no longer give them the face.

At this rate, they won’t be able to make it to the hospital by this time tomorrow.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo pointed out the window expressionlessly, "If you keep driving like this, we might as well get off and walk."

In fact, Wen Yinuo would rather open his own business.

Too bad he doesn't have a driver's license.

Feeling sad about the passing of time and even thinking about the failure of pursuing love in the future, Fu Jincheng suddenly woke up from his dream and stepped on the accelerator.

The loud noise generated by the friction between the wind and the car window glass kept coming into his ears. The boy, who had just complained that the car was too slow, silently raised the window.

Wen Yinuo had only one thought in his mind as he followed the speed limit all the way to the hospital:

On the day he turned eighteen, he went to register for a driving school!

Completely eliminate the possibility of letting Fu Jincheng drive when going out in the future.

Fu Jincheng had no idea that he was being disliked, and he showed off with his tail held high:

"I, your brother, can compete with world-class racers on equal terms. It's just a simple road, no big deal."

Only Anton was not here. If he were here, he would immediately ruin the show:

Other racers are racing for the prize and value their lives. If you don't even care about your life, who can beat you?

When Wen Yinuo heard Fu Jincheng's words, he thought of Fu Jincheng's death in his previous life, which he heard by chance at a banquet.

He remembered it clearly. When those people talked about it casually, in addition to the regret that could not be more fake, they also mentioned that Fu Jincheng's accidental death was caused by a car accident.

Although his brother is like a peacock spreading its tail and likes to show off, the basis of this showing off is that he really knows how to do it, not just bragging.

If what his brother said now was true, that he could fight a world-class racing driver on equal terms, then it was impossible for Fu Jincheng to die accidentally in a traffic accident within the public's knowledge.

Or was it that Fu Jincheng’s death in the previous life was not just a simple “accident”?

If this assumption is true, then where is the person who caused Fu Jincheng to die in an accident in the previous life?

Can Fu Jincheng escape again this time?

Fu Jincheng's thoughts once again went against Wen Yinuo's.

He looked at the young man with his eyes downcast and silent, his hands habitually clenching the corner of his clothes. The alarms in his head went off several times, all of which were "What if Xiaobao suddenly changes his mind and doesn't want to go to the hospital?" and "If I miss this opportunity, how long will it take me to wait for the next pie to fall from the sky?"

Wen Yinuo called out several times before Fu Jincheng came back to his senses.

The young man was full of anxiety, but when he heard Wen Yinuo urging him to get out of the car and go to the hospital, all his anxiety disappeared in an instant and he smiled like a fool.

Wen Yinuo watched Fu Jincheng's expression change faster than that of a Sichuan opera actor. He could not keep up with his brother's rapidly changing train of thought. He just thought that something was wrong with his brain again and urged Fu Jincheng to move faster.

The two went up to the hospital lobby from the underground parking lot. The boy, who had urged Fu Jincheng to hurry up less than two minutes ago, froze.

When he registered for Fu Jincheng last night, he didn't see any notification about public welfare psychological treatment pop up on the hospital's official account?

How come it suddenly appeared overnight, and there are so many of them?

Fu Jincheng saw through Wen Yinuo's unnaturalness at a glance.

Although he had a thousand desires to drag Wen Yinuo over there, make the boy fill out the measurement form truthfully, and then take him to the psychologist hired on the third floor, Fu Jincheng still managed to restrain himself by relying on his reason.

He took two steps forward, protecting Wen Yinuo behind him, blocking the public welfare psychological treatment banner that was being pulled out for them, and spoke naturally:

"Which department are you in? Let's go up now."

Wen Yinuo lowered his eyes, swiped the screen of his mobile phone a few times, found the registration record, clicked on it and handed it to Fu Jincheng.

"General Surgery, third floor." The young man said softly.

While speaking, Fu Jincheng also saw the words on the mobile phone screen clearly.

The young man turned around and glanced at the public treatment table opposite them with his peripheral vision. He took the cold hand of the still nervous boy and walked upstairs without looking back.

Anton and the invited volunteer actors, who were hiding behind a pillar in the hall and observing furtively, were all stunned.

No, this is different from what we agreed.

How can we perform this if no one comes?

Could it be that the boss/employer changed his mind?

It took Anton less than three seconds to deny Fu Jincheng's conjecture that he had changed his mind.

No matter who stands here today, even if God becomes the God of Death, his brother will not change his mind!

Anton acted decisively and winked at the actor standing by the examination table, signaling her to go over and stop the two people who were about to leave.

The equally confused actress received Anton's signal. Even though this was not written in the script, she still gritted her teeth and did it for the six-figure salary.

The two people who were just one step away from entering the elevator were stopped outside the elevator door by the dedicated actors and had to watch the elevator go upstairs.

The volunteer actor always felt that the atmosphere was a little off, but the sponsor who paid her kept urging her through the headset, so she had no choice but to continue acting.

Looking at Fu Jincheng, who looked younger than himself, the actor's brain worked quickly and he finally found a suitable word to address him.

"My dear parent, judging from your child's age, he should be a student, right?"

Fu Jincheng's forehead was throbbing with anger, not at the actors, but at Anton who was winking at him not far away.

Is that guy blind? Didn't you see that he didn't even take anyone past the examination table? Doesn't this clearly show that the plan has changed?

They even called the actors over!

If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t have waited those few days and just sent Anton to Africa!

Anton didn't notice it at all, and he was very confident while making faces.

As expected of him, the boss’s most reliable subordinate and younger brother. It’s so easy for him to handle emergencies perfectly!

The actor diligently recited the lines in the script after secondary language processing, but when he looked at the two people in front of him, he was speechless.

The boy hiding was as expected, nothing happened.

But where is the employer who was supposed to cooperate with her? Why is he always throwing glares at another employer?

How can she continue acting?

If she can’t continue the performance, what will she do with the half of her salary that has not yet been paid?

Fortunately, the employer in front of her finally stopped glaring at her and turned his attention to her as a worker.

But the employer did not cooperate and rejected me directly right away.

The actor is numb.

You, the Party A, can you please follow the agreed script one by one?

She couldn't understand the meaning of the lines, and even if she wanted to improvise the scene, it wouldn't work!

The deaf, psychopathic employer in the headphones is still urging me.

The two bosses kept talking in completely different ways than what was agreed upon before, making the actors feel like they didn't want to live anymore.

If it weren't for the salary, she would have taken off her headphones, thrown them on the ground and walked away!

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Nobo is not ill, and Mr. Fu gets along with them in the way they are used to.

To put it simply, Nobo is normal, but Mr. Fu is ill (although he has been like this since he was a child).