I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The girl was so embarrassed that she was lying on the table.

"I'm sorry, little girl."

"I, I, I'll pay you back, don't be sad."

Ms. Zhao Zhenzhu looked at the gauze on Chi Yueshan's chin with guilt.

She went upstairs to collect a sheet, and saw the pretty girl walking to the wall in a mysterious way.

When she saw the pretty girl leaning forward slightly, she was scared to death.

At that time, she had no idea in her mind, only one thing -

Hurry up and grab the little girl!

Who knows.

This pull directly hurt the little girl's face!

Later, I asked.

The little girl just felt that the ward was too stuffy and came out to get some fresh air.

Looking at the glaring gauze on the pretty girl's face, Zhao Zhenzhu felt particularly guilty.

Little girls love beauty. What if she gets a scar in the future?

"It's okay, grandma."

Chi Yueshan patted the back of Zhao Zhenzhu's hand soothingly and said with a cute smile.

"It's my problem, and if you ask me, I'll give you a bravery award!"

The injured part of the chin was so painful after disinfection.

But Chi Yueshan still knew how to repay kindness.

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that Zhao Zhenzhu was still feeling guilty, Chi Yueshan stretched out his pretty little face in front of her and smiled obediently.

"Grandma, don't be like this. Which ward are you in? I'll take you back."

"How can I trouble you? I'm so old and my eyes are blurry this time. I'm really sorry." Zhao Zhenzhu really felt sorry for the pretty face of this little girl.

Chi Yueshan hugged Zhao Zhenzhu's arm without any hesitation and took her dirty sheets.

"That's what I mean."

"Grandma, you saved me and made the newly washed sheets dirty. I feel guilty!"

"Oh, let's go, grandma. I'll take you home. You accompanied me to bandage the wound. It's my duty to take you home."

After Chi Yueshan's gentle persuasion, Zhao Zhenzhu finally felt less uncomfortable.

On the way back.

Zhao Zhenzhu was surprised to learn: "Girl, are you an opera singer? No, no, you are a Peking opera singer?"

Seemingly thinking that the word "opera singer" was a bit too disrespectful, Zhao Zhenzhu immediately changed the word.

Chi Yueshan didn't mind at all and said with a soft smile.

"Grandma, what you said is true. I am an opera singer. Do you like it? I can sing two pieces for you."

"That's great. My old man loves to listen to this. He loves to listen to "Eighteen Farewells" the most."

Chi Yueshan paused and said, "Grandma, that's Yue Opera."

"Ah?" Zhao Zhenzhu didn't understand this very well. "Don't you know how to sing this?"

Chi Yueshan choked and said, "I can learn."

......

After sending the person to the door of the ward, Chi Yueshan was about to leave.

But there was a noise in the ward.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm not saying anything, your grandson is really great, but you have to be careful and don't let him go astray."

Zhao Henmei was furious, and pointed at Uncle Li's son Li Aotian with a trembling hand: "What do you mean? Explain yourself clearly?!"

Li Aotian looked indifferent, and spread his hands and said: "Hey, what's there to be unclear about?"

"Uncle, think about it, a kid who is still wet behind the ears, what kind of masterpiece would he dare not show us?"

Uncle Li slapped Li Aotian on the head: "Little beast! Shut up!"

With this slap, Li Aotian was completely angry.

Damn it.

He paid the hospital bills for his father all day, but his father kept talking about that Lu Xing all day.

Haha.

Why?

So annoying!

Li Aotian had long been dissatisfied, and sneered: "Uncle Zhao, if you ask me, your good grandson might be doing something."

"Writing novels? You can't make money by writing novels!"

"If writing novels can make money, I'll write them too!"

Uncle Li was angry, and he pulled out his infusion tube and was about to get out of bed, roaring: "Beast! Do you really want to piss me off to death!"

Anyway, since it had come to this, Li Aotian was not afraid at all, and all the anger he had accumulated was vented today.

"Dad, those who know I'm your son, and those who don't think Lu Xing is your illegitimate son, why are you so anxious?"

Chi Yueshan was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

Lu Xing?

Chi Yueshan asked in confusion: "Is the person you are talking about Lu Xing?"

The tense atmosphere in the ward suddenly stagnated, and a group of people looked back at Chi Yueshan standing at the door in confusion.

"Chi Yueshan?"

Li Aotian usually loves to watch videos, of course he knows that Chi Yueshan is now online

The popular person on the Internet!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Huh?

How did this person on the Internet enter reality? Is he dreaming? Will he have a system soon?

Sure enough!

His name is Aotian, and he is indeed the son of destiny! ! !

Chi Yueshan's heart skipped a beat and he asked immediately.

"What's going on?"

Li Aotian's eyes almost popped out and he immediately said attentively.

"This Mr. Zhao said that his grandson can make millions by writing novels. A kid of eighteen or nineteen can make so much. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

Eighteen or nineteen years old, Lu Xing.

Chi Yueshan's thoughts became clear instantly, and she asked: "That person is called Lu Xing. Is he in the third year of high school?"

Hmm?

Everyone in the ward looked at Chi Yueshan with a strange look in their eyes.

Zhao Zhenzhu asked in confusion: "Little girl, do you know my grandson?"

Chi Yueshan's heart beat violently, but he smiled calmly, patted the back of Zhao Zhenzhu's hand, and said as a matter of course.

"I know him. We have met several times. The investors like his novels very much, but because the script is a confidential project, the news has not been released."

"And is it strange to make millions at the age of 18 or 19?"

"Talented people have achieved success and fame at the age of 20, unlike some people who keep saying that they should not despise the poor young, the poor middle-aged, and the poor old."

"I think the most appropriate words are that the dead are the greatest."

"You!" Li Aotian was angry.

Chi Yueshan walked past him leisurely and said lightly.

"Besides."

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy enough to compete with Lu Xing?"

"We are all Chinese teachers, so why do some people get 80 in Chinese and some get 130?"

"Will you write novels to make money?"

"If the keyboard is in your hands, I wish it would rot in the factory."

"If you are a waste, then you are a waste. Just admit it. Slandering others will not make your life better."

Chi Yueshan's last sneer was full of sarcasm!

Haha.

She just couldn't beat Lu Xing, the strongest king, but it didn't mean she couldn't beat those stubborn bronzes.

Angry!

Li Aotian was really angry!

But what people like Chi Yueshan said in the circle was extremely credible.

Li Aotian was furious and clenched his fists.

Chi Yueshan calmly smoothed the corners of his clothes, helped Zhao Zhenzhu sit on the bed, and said leisurely.

"You can do it, I can't beat you anyway."

"But you have to be careful, you'd better not get sick in the future, otherwise..." Chi Yueshan smiled slightly, "The hospital won't accept you."

Li Aotian was stunned for a moment: "Why?! Is the hospital owned by your family?!"

Chi Yueshan said with a smile.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's really owned by my family."

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