Sand sculpture cannon fodder attack in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

The scene fell into chaos for a while, and Chu Ze's blood flowed more and more, all dripping to the ground.

Sui Xiangsong clenched his fist tightly, staring at Qi Yan from the corner of his eye.

As if to prove something...

Qi Yan didn't dare to raise his eyes to see Chu Ze's situation.

It's really stupid. Someone else is responsible for the person who hurts himself?

How to calculate medical expenses?

"I'm responsible for hurting people. Are you short of money?" Qi Yan blurted out in a moment of anger.

Sui Xiangsong was stunned and was speechless for a while.

He just wanted to see if Qi Yan would be tempted by Chu Ze's face.

"I'll pay for the medical expenses." Sui Xiangsong's fist clenched tighter and tighter, his nails had sunk into the soft flesh of his palm, but he was still stiffening.

Qi Yan was dumbfounded.

Who is this?

Can people not be treated as human beings if they have money?

When he looked up, he saw Chu Ze's bloodless face, in stark contrast to the dripping blood?

Qi Yan felt a little broken.

The matter of your husband and wife has drawn someone else?

The blood is still flowing, extending along the smooth glass surface...

Gan!

Qi Yan cursed in his heart, he really couldn't turn a blind eye, after all, even a stranger would step forward and ask if he needed help when he saw this situation.

Just as he was about to move forward to check, Chu Ze, who had been in a daze, moved his body.

In the next second, Chu Ze was seen rushing into the rainstorm.

Seeing this, Sui Xiangsong rushed up immediately, but couldn't run away from Chu Ze, so he had to get into the car quickly and asked the driver to chase after him.

Qi Yan also wanted to catch up, but seeing that Sui Xiangsong had already gone, and the car was running faster than people anyway, he stopped.

Most of the body has already leaned out, completely soaked by the rainstorm.

At this time, the colleagues finally arrived.

Qi Yan was holding an umbrella, and his chest felt stuffy. In this kind of weather, having an umbrella doesn't help much.

Why did Chu Ze run away, let Sui Xiangsong pay to go to the hospital, the nutrition fee and mental damage fee are too expensive!

What's the deal with money?

Looking back, I saw the rhododendrons dying in the rainstorm in the flower garden.

Qi Yan opened his umbrella, squatted down slowly, put the umbrella on top of the poor flower's head, and walked into the rainstorm alone.

Soon the body was soaked, and soon there was no feeling at all.

After leaving the school gate, Qi Yan went straight to his rental room.

The school is an old community with only old factories.

The dilapidated and rotten smell came oncoming, and a seemingly non-existent musty smell radiated in the air, washed by the rain all over every corner.

The corridor is still dark.

The original owner is not a very particular person, and living here is temporary, and the school will arrange a dormitory for teachers next semester.

Turn on the phone's lighting and look at the screen. There are more than ten missed calls, all of which are from the old man, urging him to go home.

Qi Yan doesn't even want to talk about it now, he just wants to go back and take a hot bath.

Suddenly remembered that Chu Ze lived downstairs.

When he reached the second floor, Qi Yan stopped and looked up at the room at the end of the corridor.

He felt a little uneasy.

Sui Xiangsong should have sent him to the hospital.

To be able to bleed so much blood, the wound must be very deep, and several large stitches are indispensable.

The lingering figure of Chu Ze is all in his mind, especially the glaring blood...

By the time Qi Yan came back to his senses, he had already walked over.

A ray of light came out, and it seemed that Chu Ze's house was not closed.

Qi Yan walked over quickly, along the exposed gap of the door, and gently pushed it open a little more.

The blood-stained clothes were lying on the chair, looking at the blood on the ground, Chu Ze was treating the wound by himself.

Qi Yan's eyes almost fell out.

Chu Ze didn't study medicine, he was an art student, but now he sewed up his wound without even frowning.

Qi Yan hurriedly opened the door and went in, and saw that all the medical tools were scattered on the ground.

Seeing Qi Yan, Chu Ze was slightly taken aback, then continued to lower his head to treat the wound.

"You..." Qi Yan looked at the blood all over the ground, he was not dizzy at first, but now he is dizzy.

It took me a long time to say this: "Go to the hospital."

Chu Ze ignored Qi Yan, bowed his head and focused on stitching up the wound with skillful techniques.

For a moment, Qi Yan didn't know what to say.

After standing for a long time, he finally said: "Sew it up by yourself, if the disinfection is not in place, it will still cause inflammation."

But Chu Ze remained unmoved. After sewing the last stitch, he was about to cut the thread, but he could no longer hold the scissors steadily with his left hand.

"I'll help you." Qi Yan quickly snatched the scissors, but Chu Ze refused, so he started to do it.

After the thread was cut, Chu Ze picked up the gauze again.

"I'll do it." Qi Yan took the gauze from Chu Ze's hand, and Chu Ze simply closed his eyes and leaned crookedly against the wall.

Sprinkle the medicine, wrap the gauze, and fix it, but Qi Yan's hands trembled slightly during the whole process.

Is this still the weak little white flower in the book who can't take care of herself?

"I think you should go to the hospital. If you don't have money, I will." Qi Yan couldn't bear to see Chu Ze like this.

Back when his self-made company was cheated by his own mother and younger brother, and he was penniless, he thought about committing suicide.

Who can have no temporary difficulties?

Chu Ze was just unlucky and had a scumbag father.

Chu Zhengping's company is the leader of the enterprise in H City, but let his original spouse's child live with his grandmother without enough to eat.

Speaking of Chen Shimei, Chu Ze's mother emptied out her family's family in order to support her husband's career.

Later, when Chu Zhengping started his career, he hooked up with the daughter of an official family, because only in this way could his career be promoted to a higher level.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to drive his original partner crazy, and even ignored his biological child for so many years.

At the beginning, Chu Ze's mother jumped off the building in front of Chu Ze, which left a big shadow on Chu Ze.

"You give me money?" Chu Ze smiled frivolously, and put a finger on Qi Yan's chest.

"I don't want you to pay it back." Qi Yan thought for a while, he would never get involved with Chu Ze and Sui Xiangsong's feelings, but the current problem has nothing to do with feelings.

"Don't want me to pay it back?" Chu Ze laughed even more.

"Because my face is very similar to Shen Jirong, so you can't bear it?"

"No..." Qi Yan was helpless, and didn't know how to explain it.

After all, the original owner approached at the beginning because of Chu Ze's face.

"What? You think I'm dirty too, I'm not worthy?" Chu Ze smiled sadly.

Qi Yan quickly explained: "No, I'll give you the money, and you go to the hospital by yourself, and I don't want you to pay it back."

Now we can clean up all the relationships.

"Give me money and don't ask for anything in return?" Chu Ze raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "What are you planning?"

"I'm your teacher, right?" Qi Yan had no choice but to say this.

"Then teacher, you don't want to inspect the goods first?" Chu Ze hooked Qi Yan's neck with his pale hands while speaking.

Chu Ze didn't wear a shirt, it can be seen that it is covered with a layer of muscles, and his body is not as thin as Qi Yan thought.

While Qi Yan was out of sight, Chu Ze was holding the scissors in the palm of his injured hand.

From now on, his life can only be decided by himself!

Those who used him as Shen Jirong's substitute should all die.

Not long ago, Chu Ze suddenly woke up and found that what he was in was just a book.

According to the plot, he will turn back after chasing his wife to the crematorium with Xiangsong.

He didn't understand why he had to turn back, why should he turn back?

Was Sui Xiangsong not humiliating himself enough?Or are you too idle?

Shouldn't he take revenge on Chu Zhengping and seek justice for his mother?

His mother's death itself was not an accident, but he was too young and no one believed him.

Perhaps the fairness and justice of some people must be fought for by oneself.

For this reason, even if he was smashed to pieces, he would not hesitate to pay any price.

So he directly dropped out of school and prepared to retake the university entrance examination.

And his goal this time is the top medical university in China.

Not for anything else, just because Chu Zhengping's company is a pharmaceutical company.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Qi Yan had no choice but to take off his coat and put it on for Chu Ze.

"I'll be sick later." As soon as he put it on, Qi Yan realized that his clothes were wet, so he quickly took them off again.

Forget it, he'd better call Sui Xiangsong, his own people will take care of it.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Chu Ze stopped Qi Yan in bewilderment.

According to the plot, Qi Yan will send him to the hospital, and also fall in love with him because of this face.

But why is it different now?

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan turned around and saw Chu Ze who was still sitting on the ground.

Looking back, Chu Ze's house didn't even have a sofa, only a chair.

Qi Yan had no choice but to help Chu Ze up and walked into the room.

Turn on the light, and the narrow room is neatly organized, but there are too many books, occupying the space that was not spare.

Qi Yan frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

"Where's your painting?" Qi Yan finally remembered what was missing in this room.

An art student doesn't even have a drawing board and paints.

And every corner of the house was cleaned up, without any traces.

So abnormal!

Looking down, the books in the room are all college entrance examination exercise books and medical books.

"It's nothing, I'm just preparing to take the college entrance examination again." Chu Ze replied indifferently.

"..." Qi Yan fell silent, feeling that Chu Ze was different.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Do you want to study medicine?"

"So you want to help me?" Chu Ze smiled sarcastically.

He doesn't believe that there is a free lunch in this world.

"Yes." Qi Yan nodded.

The book says that Chu Ze is very smart and chose art major because of his mother's expectation.

Being a doctor is also good, at least the income is guaranteed.

"You want to keep me?" Chu Ze looked at Qi Yan with a smile like a flower, and then sneered, "What do you need me for?"

"I don't need anything." Qi Yan replied.

Chu Ze stared into Qi Yan's eyes, and asked with a smile, "I can play Shen Jirong better than anyone else, do you want to try?"

Sui Xiangsong needs him to imitate Shen Jirong, even the smile must be exactly the same.

These deeply humiliating past reminded him every moment that no one in this world would care about him.

Qi Yan sighed and helped Chu Ze sit on the bed.

Then he looked into Chu Ze's eyes and said, "I don't need you to play Shen Jirong, I don't have that hobby."

Chu Ze clenched his fist tightly, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe Qi Yan would not use him as a substitute.

The author has something to say:

Chu Ze: Right now, there is a [-]% discount for child care, and in the future, if you have a broken bone, you will be charged interest one day later.

Qi Yan: Author, I was threatened

Author: Don't worry, he is reluctant to beat you, at most close the small black room