Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

After Meng Yutang returned to the room, he turned on the computer and checked the monitoring outside Meng Ting's ward.

She hasn't seen it for a long time.

She looked at the strange man that Mu Feng mentioned in the past two days, and then turned forward, but saw a familiar man.

Meng Ling's mother.

what about her

Meng Yutang couldn't help frowning, and after looking at it several times, he was sure that Meng Ting closed the door the moment she saw her, either because she was afraid or didn't want to see her.

They know each other?

Why is Meng Ting afraid, why doesn't she want to see her?

Meng Yutang raised her eyes, as if something flashed in her mind, she immediately intercepted the picture of the two of them, typing quickly on the keyboard with her fingers.

Meng Ling said that he took his mother's surname, so her surname is Meng.

Meng Ting's surname is Meng because the family who adopted her was named Meng.

And there was a daughter in that family who was so fond of Shi Yi that she kept her hair in a treasure all the time.

And she has a blood relationship with the owner of that hair, blood is thicker than water.

That person is called Meng Fu.

Meng Yutang's fingertips trembled, and she slowly withdrew her hands from the keyboard. The information of the two people on the left and right on the screen had all appeared in front of her.

Meng Fu.

Wu Bai.

She stared at the information and those photos, her mind went blank for a moment, and she sat there like a sculpture.

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After Lu Zhiqiu had the operation, he returned to the office. He pushed the door in and was almost scared to death by Zhou Beicheng who was sitting directly opposite him.

"Fuck! What are you doing, like a ghost."

After finishing speaking, he was going to change his coat, but he realized that something was wrong with Zhou Beicheng, so he rushed over.

"Fuck! Brother! Don't scare me! Could it be that something happened to the little cutie?"

Zhou Beicheng raised his eyes and glanced at him quietly.

Lu Zhiqiu hurriedly said, "Bah, bah, I can't talk! It's okay, it's okay."

"Then what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Beicheng looked at his back: "If a person has no sense of taste..."

Lu Zhiqiu was wearing a coat and couldn't help saying: "It's really boring if you don't have a sense of taste. You can't taste the delicious food, and you don't know the ups and downs. In the stomatology department of our hospital, there was a person with a bad sense of taste who committed suicide directly.

He felt that he couldn't accept living in a world where he couldn't taste ups and downs, and couldn't taste any taste. "

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Lu Zhiqiu turned around and couldn't help being stunned when he looked at Zhou Beicheng.

Zhou Beicheng stared at him, his eyes were dark, but his eyes were slightly red.

Lu Zhiqiu was startled, it was exactly the same as Zhou Beicheng he saw that night.

"not……"

Lu Zhiqiu almost didn't dare to think about it.

How come all this pain is excruciating and greets a little girl!

Lu Zhiqiu didn't dare to think about what Zhou Beicheng was feeling at the moment, so he immediately dragged him to Mo Ting's ward.

He can't comfort people, he should be able to listen to what Mo heard.

Mo Ting was really startled by Zhou Beicheng's appearance.

Zhou Beicheng was pushed by Lu Zhiqiu to sit on the stool beside the bed, and he stood leaning against the wall.

Mo Ting looked at Zhou Beicheng.

After a long time, he heard Zhou Beicheng's hoarse voice: "Can I really bring her happiness?"

Her life is full of darkness and pain, what can he do to help her dispel the darkness and pain, and is it really useful?

Is this what she needs?

Zhou Beicheng fell into boundless guilt and distress.