Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

Bai Qingjiu held his hand instead: "Xiaoyu, what time is it?"

"Yes... we just graduated, don't you remember?" Xia Yu panicked: "Brother, I... I'll call the doctor, don't go, wait for me."

Bai Qingjiu sat up, everything in his body was fine, only his head was a little dizzy.

Immediately after Shen Zhuo opened the door and came in, he took the internship card from the hospital and pressed Bai Singjiu on the forehead: "It's okay, the fever is gone, just take a rest."

Bai Qingjiu grabbed his hand and asked again: "A Zhuo, what time is it?"

Shen Zhuo proudly pointed to the badge: "When your brother was successfully admitted to the city's top three hospitals."

Bai Qingjiu shook his head: "This is impossible."

"Hey, don't you believe me? I want to become an excellent surgeon in the future. I want Mo Yanchen to chase after me, but I still don't agree."

"Mo Yanchen, he's with me...he's the captain..."

Shen Zhuo frowned: "How do you know that he went to take the pilot test? He only told me about this."

Bai Qingjiu covered his face, too painful to recall, there were so many people on the plane, all of them...

Shen Zhuo patted him on the shoulder: "Jiujiu, I know you are under too much pressure because of Uncle Bai's illness, don't worry, I'm in the hospital, I will definitely find a way to cure him, oh yes, you are Picked up by Murong Qin, you don't know how nervous he was when he picked you up, tsk tsk, becoming a rich man is just around the corner."

Bai Qingjiu suddenly woke up. The nurturing agreement five years ago started at this time. How could he forget this matter.

At that time, his father suddenly fell ill, and Bai Qingjiu spent all the money in the family and it was still not enough. He couldn't disturb Xia Yu who was studying abroad, so he had to figure out a solution by himself.

Bai Qingjiu squats on the side of the street, painting and selling paintings day and night, this is the fastest way to make money, he is reluctant to eat when he is hungry, and cannot sleep when he is sleepy.

Until one day, Murong Qin's car stopped in front of him, and the indifferent man looked down at him: "I want all your paintings."

Bai Qingjiu has some integrity in the bones of poor people: "Thank you, I don't need your charity."

Murong Qin narrowed his eyes and tapped on his drawing board: "You think you can save enough money for your father's medical treatment by doing this."

"Maybe not enough, but I won't give up."

Murong Qin raised his chin, looked contemptuously, and asked, "Do you know the difference between you and Xia Yu?"

Bai Qingjiu clenched his pen tightly: "He is better than me, he deserves better."

"No, he is smarter than you. He knows when to fight and when to give up, but you are as stupid as a pig."

Murong Qin probably gave him the worst description in his life, trash, eyesore, stupid pig...

Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth, when he was still trying to defend something, suddenly his mind went blank, and his body fell down weightlessly.

When he woke up, what he saw was the nurturing agreement that Murong Qin slapped in front of him.

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Bai Qingjiu lifted the quilt and stumbled out of the door. Both Xia Yu and Shen Zhuo were dumbfounded. They didn't expect a patient to run so fast.

Looking for white sake one by one, where is my father?That time five years ago, Bai Qingjiu signed the agreement, and his father was sent abroad for treatment. Bai Qingjiu didn't have time to see him. When his father came back, although he recovered from his serious illness, he suddenly became much older.

That's right, it's ward No.17. Bai Qingjiu found this number from his memory, stood outside the door and took a breath, and when he was about to open the door, Murong Qin came out from inside.

Bai Qingjiu took a step back subconsciously. The Murong Qin five years ago had sharp features, haughty and decisive, giving people a chilling sense of oppression.

How did he get out of here, what did he say to his father?Bai Qingjiu's throat was blocked and he couldn't say a word.

Murong Qin closed the door of the ward, approached him, and grabbed his arm: "Who allowed you to run around, go back."

"I...I want to see my father."

"He's resting."

Bai Qingjiu's eyes dodged in all directions, unable to look directly at the cold Murong Qin who even hated him five years ago.

If a death five years later made Bai Qingjiu realize that Murong Qin cared a little bit about himself.

But now, everything has returned to the original state, Murong Qin still doesn't like him, and the person he likes has given up studying abroad and returned.

Is it... There is not even the link of nurturing.

Bai Qingjiu bit his lip, and put his palm slightly on his flat belly, nothing, nothing, he was reborn on Bai Qingjiu's body five years ago, and the child completely disappeared.

Bai Qingjiu wanted to cry, no one understood what happened to him, that feeling of despair and helplessness, as if the whole world was a stranger.

Bai Qingjiu sniffled and turned sideways to avoid it, but was stopped by Murong Qin abruptly.

Murong Qin pinched the back of his neck and pressed heavily on his chest: "Bai Qingjiu, are you crazy?"

"Xia Yu is back, let me go."

Murong Qin stared down at the top of his head, was silent for a few seconds, and immediately hugged him horizontally.