False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

After a few days, at night, Wen Zining felt that something was wrong with him.

There was a smell of blood in his breath, and his head buzzed like it was about to explode at any time.

The person he remembered at the last moment was Wen Qian.

It's just that Wen Qian, who was called over, didn't do anything, just stood beside him, looking at him condescendingly.

Wen Zining inexplicably thought of what happened in the old house a few days ago.

At this time, he was the one who was about to drown, and Wen Qian was the one standing on the shore.

Wen Qian's attitude was too calm, so calm that Wen Zining began to regret why he didn't just stab him in the first face.

He firmly grabbed Wen Qian's trouser legs, "Are you...do you want...to let me die?"

"Death and life are all up to you." Wen Qian lowered his body and opened Wen Zining's fingers one by one. "Can you tell me now? Which ward my grandma is in."

"Say it, I'll ask someone to take you to the hospital."

No matter how much Wen Zining thought about it, he could never have imagined that he had created this situation by himself.

The cold light from the living room hit Wen Qian's face, and the black pupil reflected Wen Zining who was in a panic but still wanted to struggle.

The sound of breathing gradually became faster, and the pain in his body gradually made it difficult for him to think.

Under the fear of death, Wen Zining compromised with difficulty.

He opened his mouth, "Grandma is..."

Then Wen Zining didn't bring it up in one breath, and completely passed out.

After Wen Zining passed out, Wen Qian paused for a moment, thinking that Wen Zining was acting.After confirming that Wen Zining really passed out, Wen Qian immediately called Geng Lin and prepared a car to rush to the hospital.

This year is not over yet, and Geng Lin has already gone to the hospital twice.

The reason why he didn't go home for the New Year is that he wanted to take advantage of this time to do a few sets of papers and memorize a few question formulas. After all, there are only more than 100 days left before the college entrance examination.

Geng Lin wanted to complain a little after receiving someone, but he didn't know that as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Wen Qian rushing out with Wen Zining in his arms.

Wen Zining had fainted at this moment, and Geng Lin sensed that something was wrong, "What's wrong with Master Wen? Has the family doctor seen it?"

Wen Qian glanced at Geng Lin, "Go to the hospital."

Geng Lin was frightened by Wen Qian's appearance, and put all the remaining questions behind him, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Putting Wen Qian's fingers in front of Wen Zining's nose, he could still feel the faint breathing air.

After Geng Lin quickly called the traffic police, he quickly gave Wen Qian a number and asked him to call Wen Zining's attending doctor and tell him to rush to the hospital.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the hospital, the doctors and nurses who picked up the car had already arrived. Wen Qian put Wen Zining on the stretcher. After measuring the basic condition, the doctor immediately ordered the nurses to send him to the emergency room.

Wen Zining can be said to be an old customer of the hospital, and Wen Qian was asked to wait by the side after being briefly asked about the situation.Some of the rest were contacting Wen Zining's parents, and some were contacting related doctors and nurses.

It seems that Wen Zining's condition is not simple.

It's just that he hasn't taken medicine for a few days. Wen Qian didn't expect that Wen Zining, who was suppressing himself everywhere, would collapse like this.

Geng Lin, who was sitting next to him, took out the gel pen and paper from his pocket tremblingly, it seemed that he still didn't forget to do the questions at this time.

But Geng Lin couldn't calm down at this time. He didn't know what he was doing after reading the question twice, and his mind was buzzing.

He looked at Wen Qian next to him as if looking for him, and asked pitifully, "Master Wen will be fine, right?"

"You ask the doctor, I have other things."

Geng Lin just watched Wen Qian stand up calmly and walked to the nurse's desk.

The nurse only knew that Wen Qian was the one who brought Wen's young master, but after all, all the information in the VIP room was private and could not be disclosed to others at will.

Wen Qian nodded, expressing his understanding, "The young master told me the ward number before, but I forgot. He really wants to see grandma, can you accommodate me?"

When other people do this kind of thing, they must blink their eyes and show miserably. It's so pitiful that it makes people feel distressed.When Wen Qian opened his mouth, he acted like he was doing business, as if he was just asking casually.

But in this casual question, the nurse couldn't help wondering whether the child would be blamed tomorrow if he hadn't been told.Or the young master who really wants to see his relatives will feel sad when he gets better tomorrow morning and sees no relatives around him.

And the others just forgot the room number, not breaking in randomly.

The nurse took deep breaths in her heart, but she still didn't make up her mind, "Why don't I call the attending doctor, and if the attending doctor agrees, I will tell you the ward number."

"It's okay," Wen Qian nodded, "Understood."

After Wen Zining finished his first aid, it was already midnight.

Wen Qian didn't have the contact information of those miscellaneous people, so he naturally had nothing to do.Geng Lin, as Wen Zining's exclusive driver, hardly stopped calling at night.Although he is still under observation in the ICU, fortunately Wen Zining's condition has stabilized, and Geng Lin's heart has also settled down.

He could even introduce Wen Zining's current state like a repeater, while doing the questions under the small desk lamp he brought.

Wen Qian quietly walked out of the room.

There are not many floors for VIP, only three floors in total.There will be security guards on duty 24 hours at the entrance of each floor.

According to the room number given by the nurse, Wen Qian walked unimpededly to the door of the corresponding ward, entered the password, and opened the door.

Grandma Ye was already asleep inside the door, but she was a light sleeper, and she woke up as soon as the door opened.

"Who?"

The familiar voice made Wen Qian's restless heart finally settle down.

"Grandma, I'm Wen Qian."

"Qianqian?" Grandma Ye turned on the bedside lamp, and looked at Wen Qian who came over in surprise, "Why are you here so late?"

Wen Qian hadn't seen Grandma Ye like this for a long time.

Like an ordinary old man, he can talk, move, and even get out of bed. Maybe tomorrow he can take a walk and dance in the square.

Wen Qian didn't know what to say for a while, and stood there, "Grandma."

"A few days ago, you had a fever and scared me. How is your body now?"

"fine."

Wen Qian grabbed a stool and sat down beside the hospital bed.

Grandma Ye looked Wen Qian up and down, touched Wen Qian's forehead with the back of one hand, and Wen Qian's palm with the other hand, and settled down only after making sure that the temperature of her forehead was normal and her palm was not sweating. Heart.

Immediately afterwards, Grandma Ye lay on the side of the bed and began to settle accounts, "Since you are here, tell me, what have you been up to lately?"

Wen Qian was taken aback.

Grandma Ye: "I heard someone say, did you go to school?"

Wen Qian hurriedly denied, "No."

"No? Then why did someone say that you didn't go to class all semester?"

Wen Qian was silent.

"Someone said, you went to work last semester, and you didn't even take the final exam?"

If he had known earlier, Wen Qian would never have stepped into this door tonight.

Grandma Ye saw that Qiansan couldn't hit a fart with a stick, so she also understood that what Wen Zining said before was almost the same.

She opened her mouth to reprimand, but in the end she could only sigh, "I can't blame you for this matter, but Qianqian, you have to take a longer view. Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, and you also..."

"grandmother!"

What Wen Qian was most afraid of was Grandma Ye's comforting words.

In the long run, what else?

Is it the long night, or the endless loneliness?

"You will, live a long life." Wen Qian tilted his head to one side, his bangs covered his eyes, and his straight back was very stubborn, "So, don't say such things."

"Yes, yes, yes," Grandma Ye patted the back of Wen Qian's hand, "Don't worry about it, the doctor said, I can leave the hospital when the outside temperature stabilizes to over [-] degrees."

Wen Qian was stunned, "Can... be discharged from the hospital?"

"It's okay to be discharged from the hospital." Grandma Ye began to feel distressed when she mentioned this matter, "The treatment fee here is so expensive, whose money is blown by the strong wind?"

However, if he planned to discharge his grandma from the hospital from the very beginning, what else could Wen Zining threaten him with?

Logically, it really doesn't make sense.

What exactly is Wen Zining's purpose?

Grandma Ye didn't know what Wen Qian was thinking, but she just babbled, "That friend of yours is very good, and he even applied for some kind of meeting specially for me. Now the recuperation is free. And he also promised me that you Study hard with him."

"So, when those part-time shops open, you will resign," Grandma Ye thought, "Ning Ning already told me that night, when the weather is good, I can go to Wen's house to help out and give them Aunt Zhang helps. Although Wen’s family has covered all your tuition fees, it’s okay for me to pay back a little bit.”

"That night?" Wen Qian vaguely felt at this moment that there seemed to be something important in it that he didn't know, "Is it the night I got sick?"

"Yeah," Grandma Ye laughed twice when talking about that night, "This kid is also innocent. He came to look for me in a hurry, and he seemed quite frightened."

"Later, I heard that red envelopes can suppress Xie Chong, so I took out all the red envelopes in my pocket and stuffed them all over your bed. I told him to take out less. After all, the money used to suppress Xie Chong can't be used anymore Yes, but he said, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it."

Wen Qian didn't understand, "Why?"

Wen Zining, don't you want to die yourself?

"Why else? I'm just worried about you!"

Thinking of this, Grandma Ye was obviously very satisfied, "You have made a good friend. Although you are a bit stubborn, you are still kind-hearted at the bottom of your heart."

"You guys get along well in the future."

The night was very dark, so dark that the scenery outside the window could not be seen clearly.

Wen Zining had been transferred from the ICU to a single ward. Wen Qian opened the door, walked to the bed, and looked at the person lying flat on the bed.

Wen Zining's skin has always been very white, without blood color, slightly bluish, as weak as if he could fall to the ground in the next second.But this person is so capable of tossing around, making people forget that he is so weak that he cannot survive without medication.

Geng Lin was thinking hard with a pen on the desk next to him. He was obviously caught in a difficult situation. When he saw someone walking to the side, he raised his head, "Are you back from the toilet?"

The corner of Wen Qian's mouth twitched.

Geng Lin yawned, and discussed with Wen Qian, "Then you are here to take care of Young Master Wen, so I won't work overtime and go back to sleep?"

Wen Qian glanced at Geng Lin's paper, and the water-based pen had made countless patches in the blank space of the penultimate big question, leaving only a small space for people to answer.

The illustration next to it was almost completely changed by Geng Lin, but every line perfectly missed the correct answer.

Wen Potential Coordinate Axes clicked two points, "You should draw an auxiliary line here."

Geng Lin drew it half-believingly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I think I can still get off work overtime, Brother Qian, look at this question..."

Wen Qian said expressionlessly: "No."