False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

Standing at the toll window, Wen Qian looked at the sky-high numbers, as if something had exploded in his head, and the lingering sound was still trembling in his ears, but he couldn't do anything.

If the amount of money is so huge that a person cannot bear it, then that pile of money is just a desperate number.

The four-digit deposit in the bank card is not enough to swallow up the hospital.

The toll collector swiped the card, and finally returned the card to him numbly, "The deduction was unsuccessful. Do you have medical insurance? Medical insurance can reimburse part of it."

The people who paid the fee formed a long queue at the back, because Wen Qian occupied too long, the hearts of those who paid the fee became restless.

"What's wrong with the front, can you move a little faster? We are still waiting here!"

"Yes, my child is still waiting."

Wen Qian glanced back, and those people immediately fell silent.

"Doctor, return the form to me." Wen Qian pressed his hands on the table, his fingertips turned white from exertion, "I'll go back and get another bank card."

The toll collector glanced at him, sighed softly, and finally returned the bill, "Call your parents and ask, after all, this is not a small amount."

Wen Qian didn't have any expression on his face. He took the bank card and the slip, and walked downstairs.

In winter, people outside the hospital come and go with cold air.

Wen Qian walked to a secluded corner, took out his mobile phone, and flipped through the address book from the beginning to the end and back to the beginning, but he didn't know who to ask to borrow so much money.

If only he was that young master, Wen Qian thought, if he were that young master, so much money would definitely be a piece of cake for him.

Or he would not go outside the operating room, kneel down and beg the doctor to operate first, and then he would make up the money...

Wen Qian let out a long sigh, and the hot air he exhaled instantly turned into a white mist rising, and finally disappeared into the air.

"Ah, I found you."

Wen Qian was taken aback for a moment, then he followed the prestige and saw Wen Zining walking over proudly with his bodyguards.

He pretended to be naive and asked: "Grandma is still in the operating room, what are you doing here?"

Like an innocent child with the deepest malice, but he can't do anything about it.

Wen Qian closed his eyes, and made a difficult decision in his heart, "You came to my house today because you wanted my life, right?"

Wen Zining chuckled, "Yes!"

"I can find a quiet place to die without causing you any trouble. If you are willing to save my grandma, I can do anything."

Wen Qian succumbed, no matter how proud his bones are, there will always be times when they will be broken.

But Wen Zining didn't feel any happiness from it, instead he felt very distressed, and even condemned himself for doing too much.

If it was before rebirth, Wen Zining would never have felt this way.

Wen Zining frowned, suppressed the feeling of being stuck in his throat, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Are you begging for help?"

He can't have any soft-heartedness.

Wen Zining knew very well that if he couldn't hold Wen Qian firmly under his feet, one day he would be trampled under by Wen Qian who turned over.

He was a little afraid to look and smell Qian Muran's eyes, but his mouth was merciless.

"My name is Wen Zining."

"You can kneel down and beg me."

Wen Zining pointed his chin with his index finger, "Say, please, Master Wen, save my grandma, I..."

Before Wen Zining finished speaking, Wen Qian knelt down in front of him with a plop.

The temperature of the muddy water on the ground was almost freezing. Wen Qian knelt on the ground according to Wen Zining's request, and the thin ice on the ground was crushed with a crisp cracking sound.

"Please, Master Wen, save my grandma."

Almost a pleading ground between the teeth.

Geng Lin really couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled Wen Zining's sleeve, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master Wen, it's almost enough, if he offends you, I'll beat him up for you."

"Okay, get up." Wen Zining seemed to have really listened to Geng Lin's words, and he let go, "Your life is mine, and you can do whatever I ask you to do in the future. I heard that." ?"

Wen Qian stood up and stared at Wen Zining expressionlessly, Wen Zining was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat.

"You, you have to listen to me, or I will drive your grandma out at any time."

Wen Qian wiped the muddy water on his hands, nodded slightly, "I know."

Wen Zining, who was extremely nervous at first, became elated in an instant. He tried his best to suppress the corners of his smug lips, and turned his head to signal Geng Lin to go back.

Wen Zining went home that day and told about Wen Qian.

Wen Zining is too aware of how likable he looks now, and his former self was also deceived by this skin.

Wen Zining coaxed and lied to Wen's father and mother, expressing that he wanted to get along with his good friends day and night, and asked Wen's father and mother to temporarily agree.

Just as Wen Zining left, Wen's father and mother quickly found someone to investigate Wen Qian's background.

Wen Qian has been dependent on his grandmother since he was a child, and passed the senior high school entrance examination of Blue Pigeon No. [-] Middle School. Because of his high scores, the principal of the No. [-] Middle School even gave him a tuition-free discount.But because of Grandma Ye's recurrent illness, Wen Zining gave up going to school, and worked in various places every day to earn money, and then bought medicine for Grandma Ye.

However, those traditional Chinese medicines are not very useful, but compared to expensive nursing homes, this is the only hope that can be afforded.

To sum up from the background, Wen Qian is indeed a good boy, but his life is too hard.

What Wen Zining did was a good thing, and Wen's mother Yiming thought that this could be regarded as accumulating blessings for the weak Wen Zining.

So early in the morning, Wen Zining came to Gongnong Street again in a car, waiting for Wen Qian to pack his things.

On the way back, a thin layer of ice had accumulated in the puddles on the road, but there was no sign of it going away.

As soon as Wen Zining stepped on it, he could hear the crackling sound of the ice flakes shattering.

Even though he wanted to suppress his joyful heart, Wen Zining couldn't help but feel a little proud.

I don't know myself yet?

Look at the beginning, Xiao Wenqian tidied up submissively.

What kind of bullshit conspiracy, if you bring someone under your nose, what else can you do?

Wen Zining hummed happily, then suddenly frowned slightly.

No, you can't be so complacent, there is still a long way to go, and you have to tame Wen Qian before he knows the truth, so that when you learn the truth half a year later, you can still obediently be trampled under your feet.

Instincts still resisted his thoughts of being prepared for danger in times of peace. Although Wen Zining frowned, the corners of his mouth that were gradually raised could not be suppressed.

There seemed to be another voice in my mind expanding infinitely: "I can think so thoroughly, it's really fucking excellent!"

Wen Qian walked beside him, looking at him with narrow and cold eyes.

I have to say that Wen Zining's skin is really in good shape.

The hair on his forehead was neatly cut and short at the back, but this hairstyle didn't look dull, on the contrary, it made him more dignified.

Wen Zining noticed Wen Qian's gaze, glanced at him strangely, and asked ferociously, "What are you looking at me for? Don't look."

Jian Wenqian obediently withdrew his gaze, Wen Zining's vanity swelled to the point where he couldn't suppress it with reason.

Tonight, Wen's father is out for a social event, and Wen's mother, Yiming, is at home.

Yi Ming usually wears suit trousers, but today he knew that there was an outsider coming, so he changed into a softer cashmere dress.Although he is a little old, his skin is well maintained, and he doesn't worry about anything on weekdays, so he looks very young.

As soon as he heard the doorbell ring, Yi Ming walked quickly to the door and opened it.

When she saw Xiao Wenqian behind Wen Zining, she was a little surprised that this child and Wen Haoxuan had a seven-point resemblance, and then she came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Hello, you are Ning Ning's new friend." friend?"

Yi Ming got up and walked towards Wen Qian, leaned slightly and took his hand, "I'm Ning Ning's mother, Yi Ming, just call me Sister Ming."

Wen Qian had a straight face, that look of no one allowed to enter was obviously not pleasing, his pupils were as sharp as swords, especially his brows were slightly frowned, showing a somewhat inhuman taste.

As soon as Yiming saw him, he thought of her husband Wen Haoxuan.

Wen Haoxuan usually doesn't show nervousness and panic. When he doesn't know what to do, he will frown, with a serious expression as if he is making a life-or-death decision.

Then Yiming looked up and down the army green coat that Xiao Wenqian was wearing, which was not warm at all, and felt even more distressed.

Xiao Wenqian's hands were very dirty, dust stained Yiming's hands, but Yiming didn't feel disgusted at all.

"Don't be nervous," she was unconsciously close to Wen Qian, she glanced at Wen Qian's hands that were red from the cold, "The meal is ready, let's wash our hands?"

Wen Qian didn't speak, he nodded hesitantly.

"What did you go to play today?" Yi Ming stood up naturally, without letting go of Wen Qian's hand, "I'll take you there to wash your hands and change your clothes. Ning Ning, I'll let Aunt Zhang keep your medicine It’s hot, go drink a bowl before eating.”

Hearing the medicine, Wen Qian glanced at Wen Zining, only to see his brows frowned reflexively.

It was impossible to tell from the outside that Wen Zining needed to take medicine, and when he threatened himself, he was very aggressive, and he didn't look sick at all.

Aunt Zhang brought the medicine out of the kitchen, Wen Zining glanced at Wen Qian, and found that he was staring at him, and immediately put on a posture of "it doesn't matter, I can drink a hundred bowls of this stuff at will".

It's just that the sight disappeared, and Wen Zining immediately frowned again.

The bitter medicine similar to Coptis chinensis was brought to the front, and Aunt Zhang put a toffee beside it this time.

Wen Qian took several deep breaths, then slipped his hand and stuffed the toffee into his mouth, the sweet taste of milk instantly filled his mouth.While eating the candy, he mumbled vaguely, "Aunt Zhang, don't worry, I'll drink it after the meal."

Aunt Zhang was a little helpless, "Master, you didn't drink the medicine this morning, and you tricked me into taking a piece of fruit candy, and I will help you hide it."

Wen Zining started to play rogue, "Aunt Zhang, you can help me hide it once more."

"Master, this is related to your body. If you don't drink, I won't hide anything."

Wen Zining glanced at Aunt Zhang's face, her expression was extremely firm, indicating that there was no room for negotiation this time.Wen Zining had to sigh, picked up the bowl, and poured the medicine into his stomach like dying.

I had sugar in my mouth just now, but now the bitter taste in my mouth became stronger.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhang took out another piece of toffee from her pocket, "Good boy, I will reward you with another piece."

Wen Zining murmured in his heart that this was coaxing a child, but he took the toffee in his hand without hesitation.

The candy from just now was pressed under the base of the tongue, and the new candy, Wen Zining, was put into the pocket without being washed into the stomach by the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, Wen Zining sat at the dining table and waited for a while before Wen Qian and Yi Ming arrived.

Wen Qian changed his clothes. Because the room was warm, he didn't wear much, and the collar of the gray-brown sweater still exposed the washed autumn clothes.

Wen Zining tried a few words to confirm that during his absence just now, Wen Qian didn't say anything he shouldn't have said, and he was a little relieved.

Then he raised his head and looked at Yiming eagerly, "Mom, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, can I take him to the old house to celebrate the New Year?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-01-0318：47：48~2022-01-0621：00：15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I am Erha 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!