[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

The periphery of the hospital was full of reporters, and the agent was on the phone desperately.

Fu Yilan turned off her phone, put on a mask and went to the oncology department of the same inpatient building to see her mother.

Her mother will die in three months. She will die from old age, sickness and death. Even if she does it all over again, there will be no change. Fu Yilan has already accepted this result, and only hopes to spend more time with her during the last period.

When he pushed the wheelchair back to the ward, the manager was no longer there, but there was an unexpected person sitting in the room.

"... Young Master Gu?"

The boy looks very similar to his father, even the arch of his eyebrows is the same, "It seems that you recognize me."

Fu Yilan pulled the door shut with a little difficulty, and said with a smile: "The tiger father has no dogs, the young master is very similar to Mr. Gu."

Gu Anning was unmoved, "You are Fu Yilan?"

Fu Yilan's smile remained unchanged, "Yes. I heard that yesterday was the young master's birthday, and I also prepared a small gift. If the young master doesn't mind..."

After all, the young man was not strong enough. Gu Anning suddenly stood up and asked with a sharp expression: "You killed Ye...Ye Xun, do you still want to kill my dad now? What do you want!"

Fu Yilan said in surprise: "You misunderstood..."

"Or do you want to be my stepmother?" The young man sneered aggressively, with a vicious tone, "Ha, no matter what you want to do, let me tell you, stop fucking dreaming."

The door of the ward was pulled open with a "bang" and hit the wall hard, making a loud noise.

Fu Yilan didn't have time to turn around, only to hear a voice wrapped in ice swept over——

"Gu Anning, come out for me."

He watched intently as the blood on the boy's cheeks faded away in an instant.

***

Xie Ci's right eyelid has been twitching since he woke up in the morning.

Gu's A-shares flowed down three thousand feet, and the company's three floors downstairs were surrounded by journalists who heard the news. The competitors were like wolves who smelled blood. Was blown up eight hundred times.

The director of public relations was scolded with blood, and when he floated out of the president's office with a pale green face, he happened to meet the decathlon "AI chief executive" beside the president head-on.

"Gou Tezhu." The public relations director greeted quickly.

Special Assistant Gou: "Good morning, Director Li."

A reflection slid across the other party's lens, and for some reason, the fine public relations director subconsciously shuddered.

Gou Tezhu gave Xie Ci an audio, which contained Fu Yilan's mobile phone call and a live audio.

After listening, Xie Ci looked indistinguishable.

Gou Tezhu's cell phone vibrated suddenly, he frowned after answering a few words, hung up the phone quickly, and said, "President Gu, the young master has gone to the hospital."

Xie Ci took off his glasses, "Go to the hospital."

Five minutes later, Gu Heng's exclusive car slowly drove out from the underground garage of the Gu's building, and was immediately surrounded by reporters who were waiting for a rabbit.

At the same time, a low-key Buick exited through the rear door and merged silently into the traffic.

Xie Ci changed into a T-shirt and jeans, wearing a baseball cap and a mask that covered most of his face. He looked like an ordinary person who came to the hospital with a bad cold. In addition, he was not as recognizable as a celebrity. did not attract attention.

Fu Yilan's ward is in the VIP area, and Xie Ci has arranged staff around it, so the confidentiality can be said to be impenetrable.

He tore off his mask and rushed to the door of the ward at a high speed, just in time to hear his cunning son roar, "Or do you want to be my stepmother?!"

Thank you: "..."

He slammed the door tiredly, facing his son's face with a stiff expression, he had no choice but to swallow "Get out" back.

"Gu Anning, come out for me."

Gu Anning walked out stiffly, "...Dad."

Xie Ci rubbed his head vigorously, and pressed his shoulder again, "You...you go to the lounge and wait for me."

After Gu Anning walked away dejectedly, Xie Ci looked around and closed the door behind his back.

"Brother Heng." Fu Yilan looked at him like a little white flower, looking helpless, wronged, and pretending to be strong.

Xie Ci walked over, "Did you read the morning news?"

Fu Yilan nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Under Fu Yilan's surprised eyes, Xie Ci squatted down in front of him, and gently held his hand.

"Your mother is also in this hospital. How is she doing? Do you want to accompany you to see her?"

Fu Yilan couldn't help trembling, not because of Xie Ci's actions and words, but because of the words he wrote on his palm with his fingers.

"There is monitoring".

Fu Yilan opened his eyes wide, and his heart beat fast.

"Huh?" Xie Ci's voice became more gentle, but his expression was extremely cold.

Fu Yilan nodded lightly, but said in an embarrassed and hesitant tone: "...Okay."

Xie Ci pushed Fu Yilan's wheelchair out of the ward, and the two of them took the elevator directly to the top of the building in silence.

There is a small garden on the roof of the hospital, with sparse vegetation and only a small decorative gazebo. In the weather at the end of June, the sun is shining brightly near noon, and no one would want to come here to sunbathe.

"Brother Heng, what happened?" Fu Yilan finally couldn't help but speak.

After Xie Ci checked the surrounding area, he walked back and sat down in front of him.

Tapping his fingers on his knee, Xie Ci thought about his wording and said, "There are monitoring devices on your mobile phone and in the ward. Although the secretary did it, I didn't know it beforehand. Sorry...Xiao Lan."

Fu Yilan was shocked, not knowing whether it was because of this sentence, or because of that long-lost title.

"The car accident." Xie Ci lowered his head and glanced at his calf in plaster, "You directed and acted yourself, right?"

A layer of sweat quickly seeped from Fu Yilan's back, and his fingertips were slightly numb, "Brother Heng..."

"Photos, reports and trending searches are all done by you." This is an affirmative sentence.

Fu Yilan's heart sank.As soon as he heard the word "monitoring", he knew that the other party knew all about his small movements, but he still had a little luck.Hearing the words of thanks directly and firmly at this moment, he froze in place, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"Brother Heng, I can explain this..."

"I understand why you did this, there's no need to explain." Xie Ci interrupted him, his fingers still tapping his knee lightly, and took a deep breath.

"The reason why I'm telling you this is because of the next thing... I can only tell you one person," Xie Ci licked his lips, a rare nervousness appeared on his face, like a pair of hard and smooth white glaze The mask suddenly cracked a slit, "You might think I'm crazy..."

Fu Yilan's stiff body finally moved. He stretched out both hands to hold Xie Ci's hand that was knocking on his knee nervously, "Brother Heng, it's okay, just speak slowly."

Xie Ci paused, smiled wryly, and held Fu Yilan's hand tightly, as if this gave him the courage to say the next thing.After a while, he spoke slowly:

"Xiaolan, do you...do you believe in... rebirth?"

Fu Yilan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The sun was scorching hot, but he felt as if a basin of ice water was being poured over his head, pouring into his celestial spirit cover, and the thoughts he had gathered with great difficulty were wiped away in the blink of an eye.

Countless fragments of memory were carried by the torrent of time and whizzed towards him, knocking open the locked and rusty valve with a bang, squeezing him so much that he felt suffocated.Fu Yilan had to open his mouth to breathe, as if that was the only way he would not be out of breath.

"……Um."

He heard himself trembling, speaking softly.

***

The air-conditioning in the car was at 18°C, and a cold light flashed on Gou Tezhu's glasses, his face was colder than the temperature of the air-conditioning.

In order to deceive others, he drove Gu Heng's car for a circle, and then drove back to the company after shaking off his tail.The employee pretending to be Gu Heng in the back seat had already left, but he sat motionless in the driver's seat.

He took out a semi-old fountain pen from the inner pocket of his suit. The ink-colored pen body had an expensive texture, and there was an engraved word "Gu" on the cap.

He rubbed the body of the pen with his fingertips, wrapped the earphone cable around it a few times, and showed a melancholy and sweet smile miserably on his serious face.

Such an expression should never appear on the face of this "real AI". If Gu's employees saw it, they would probably scare a group of people to death.

However, this slight smile was quickly blown away by the air conditioner.Only a "sizzling" electric noise could be heard in the earphones. Gou Tezhu glanced at the time, and it had been 10 minutes since Gu Heng and Fu Yilan left the ward.

He took off the headset, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

In the villa area with the highest average price in City S more than ten kilometers away, Su Yayan's cell phone rang cheerfully.

When he saw the name on the screen, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he clicked "Answer".

"Hey, Sam..."

The author has something to say:

Today is a short, um, lean chapter.

Tomorrow, who has not explained clearly, will continue!