[Pretender] Rebirth must come from the source

Tang Shi and Wang Manchun seemed to have completely fallen out after the change of the Tang Corporation's domestic directors.

Whenever someone mentions Wang Manchun in front of Tang Shi, his complexion will immediately turn sour, worse than when Wang Jingwei and Wang Fuqu are mentioned; while Wang Manchun just stays at Wang's house and doesn't go out easily, even if he goes out. Absolutely do not pick the occasion where Tang Shihui will attend.

The one who is most happy about this is Wang Fuqu.Back then, he entrusted Wang Manchun to Tang Shi to teach him in order to profit from the Tang Corporation. Whoever thought of it was empty-handed, and almost even paid for his own niece. Now that there is a rift between Wang Manchun and Tang Shi, he is of course happy to watch The crack continued to widen, so as to completely pull Wang Manchun back into his hands.

Wang Manchun put her index finger on her temple, and pressed it hard twice, her head hurt a little.

"What's the matter, Man Chun, aren't you feeling well?" Wang Fuqu asked with concern when she came home for dinner.

Wang Manchun put the chopsticks on the bowl, supported his forehead and replied, "Hmm... My head hurts, I have a cold."

Wang Fuqu immediately answered, "Go back to your room and lie down if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold on, and ask Dr. Hu to come and see."

"I can't eat, so I'm going back to my room first." Wang Manchun pulled the stool away from the dining table and went back to his room.

Wang Manchun was indeed ill. The weather changed suddenly a few days ago, and there were a few light snowfalls in Shanghai. She relied on her usual good health and didn't add any clothes. Who knew that she caught a cold this time, and couldn't cheer up for several days in a row. .

In the afternoon, Wang Manchun wrapped herself in a quilt and fell asleep, when she vaguely heard someone knocking on the door.

"Who?" She stuck her head out from under the quilt and asked vaguely.

"It's uncle," Wang Fuqu's voice came through the door, "I asked Dr. Hu to show you, can you come in?"

Wang Manchun didn't take off her clothes when she was sleeping, she just put on a shirt and trousers and closed her eyes, so she replied directly: "Come in."

Dr. Hu is an old acquaintance of the Wang family. He often treated Wang Manchun in his previous life. His family is from a family of Chinese medicine, but he studied Western medicine in college, which can be regarded as a combination of Chinese and Western medicine.

"Hold the thermometer." Dr. Hu handed over the thermometer, and then put his wrist on Wang Manchun's wrist to feel the pulse for a while.

"Dizziness?"

"Ah."

"Can I have dinner?"

"I can't eat it."

Five minutes later, Dr. Hu looked up at the thermometer, turned around and began to write the prescription: "This is because you didn't pay attention to your body after catching a cold, and it dragged on to the wind and cold. You can't do this in the future."

"Yeah." Wang Manchun couldn't open his eyes tiredly, but subconsciously responded.

After sending Dr. Hu away, Wang Fuqu returned to Wang Manchun's room and touched her forehead with a loving expression.

"So, Manchun," Wang Fuqi sighed, "there are only you and me left in the Wang family. We are uncles and nephews. If we are not close, who else can we get close to?"

Wang Manchun heard what he meant, but didn't refute, just buried her head in the quilt.A look of relief flashed across Wang Fuqu's face when she saw this.

Wang Manchun doesn't get sick easily, but he has been sick for a long time.The longer she lay in bed, the more lonely she felt.Although she was psychologically prepared for being alone now, she still felt very sad.In the past, when she occasionally fell ill, Minglou would either be by her side or call.And Tang Shi would always find the best doctor as soon as possible, and try to stay by her side until she recovers. Even Shao Ting, who always complained that she and him robbed Tang Shi, told her to take medicine with a bad face.Now she has been lying on the bed for nearly a month, Minglou doesn't know about it in France, Tang Shi and Shao Ting are no longer by her side...

"Really, after being ill for a long time, I still need psychological comfort." Wang Manchun couldn't laugh or cry at the grievance in his heart.

In the afternoon, after Wang Fuqu got off work, she saw that Wang Manchun was in better spirits after taking the medicine, so she happily told her, "Take the medicine according to the doctor's advice. Once you have a job, you will have a head and a head, and your spirit will be enough."

Looking at Wang Fuqu, Wang Manchun felt emotional. The only thing to be happy about was that Wang Fuqu still had some blood affection for her. He often visited her and personally supervised her taking medicine.

Take medicine.

Wang Manchun frowned, and his blurry mind suddenly became clear.

——My uncle Wang Fuqu was a businessman without profit.

——I have been ill for nearly a month... Is my health that bad?

A vague guess surfaced in his mind, Wang Manchun didn't dare to think about it, he just said that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep, and asked Wang Fuqu to go out.

In the afternoon of the next day, Wang Manchun glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed, it was four o'clock.Wang Fuqu gets off work at 05 o'clock, and Dr. Hu comes every Friday at 30:[-]. The two of them almost always come in together.Wang Manchun made a phone call to Wang Fuqu's office.

"Uncle, I want to eat the cake from that cake shop on Nanjing Road," Wang Manchun said with a hint of coquettishness in his voice, "It tastes bad in my mouth after taking medicine every day..."

Wang Fuqu seemed quite helpless: "Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you after get off work, okay?"

"I want the signature cake! The kind that is sold in limited quantities at 05:30 every day!"

"Okay, whatever you say is what..."

05: 30.

Wang Manchun sat on the bed, covered with a quilt.Last week's medicine has been taken, and Dr. Hu is prescribing new medicine.

"The dose of medicine has been adjusted this week, so don't take it according to the previous amount."

"Well," Wang Manchun replied in a soft tone, "Doctor Hu, I want to ask you something."

"Let's talk, Miss Wang has a question, and Hu knows everything." Dr. Hu said with a smile.

"That's really great," Wang Manchun also smiled, and she asked softly, "Why have I been sick for so long? Is it a cold? Then, besides the part that treats the wind and cold, what else is there in my medicine?" ?” After saying the last word, she already had a small pistol in her hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing directly at Dr. Hu’s face.

Dr. Hu's smile froze, and his face twitched unnaturally: "Wang, Ms. Wang, what are you joking about? What else could there be?"

"Uncle won't be back in half an hour. Doctor Hu, don't delay." Wang Manchun smiled happily, "Tell me, I'm sick, what if I can't hold on and pull the trigger? Don't Lie, I have studied psychology, I can tell whether what you are telling is the truth."

Cold sweat began to break out on Dr. Hu's forehead. He laughed dryly, and stammered, "Uh, yes, there is... diacetylmorphine."

"I'm not lying," Wang Manchun smirked. "Diacetylmorphine, isn't it? According to my physical condition these days, I'm probably addicted. No wonder you have to adjust the dose."

Dr. Hu swallowed his saliva, and said in a panic: "Miss Wang, this is all, Mr. Wang asked me to do it, how dare I, how dare I..."

"Okay," Wang Manchun withdrew the gun, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "The medicine is prescribed, but don't add it."

Dr. Hu left in a cold sweat after prescribing the medicine. Wang Manchun sat alone in the bedroom, silently enduring the torment caused by not taking the medicine on time.

"I was naive." She naively thought that Wang Fuqu could still be saved, and thought that his concern came from the heart.But to Wang Fuqu, what is sincerity?It's just a tool for profit. □□...Wang Manchun did not expect that Wang Fuqu would use this method to control her. Wang Fuqu would know that □□ is much more terrifying than opium. She was firmly in his hand for his use.

At around six o'clock, Wang Fuqu returned to Wang's house, handed the cake she had bought to Wang Manchun, and watched her joyfully put spoonfuls of cream into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Wang Fuqu asked with a smile.

"Delicious," Wang Manchun nodded with a spoon in his mouth, "very sweet."

After another half a month, Wang Manchun recovered from her illness, and Wang Fuqu found a teacher for her.

"Come on, Manchun, this is Miss Nantian Yoko, your future teacher." Wang Fuqu said.

Wang Manchun was a little nervous and shy: "Mr. Nantian is good."

liberated area.

Ming Xuewen sorted out all the telegrams in the past few days. He and Wang Shutong are not actually together.Wang Shutong had studied in a military academy before, and he was a good leader in the army. He is currently fighting with a large army in Xuzhou; Became one of the heads of the deciphering department.

At this time, he was holding a telegram that he had just deciphered in the morning, intercepted from the Zhongtong Shanghai Station.

[The nails are inserted. 】

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

After leaving Shanghai together, Wang Shutong and Ming Xuewen discussed where to go.

Ming Xuewen: "I think it's better to go to the liberated area, it's safe, and it's easy to contact the eldest sister."

Wang Shutong: "Go to the front line."

Ming Xuewen: "Look, elder brother is also a person in the political field."

Wang Shutong: "Go to the front line."

Ming Xuewen: "No, I'm going to go to you."

Wang Shutong: "I'll go."

The next day, Wang Shutong left Ming Xuewen and ran away alone.

Ming Xuewen: "TAT feels I was wrong."