The leisurely life of rebirth

Fang Monan and Cheng Shixi were chatting in the car. In the villa, Hong Yaoqiang watched the car disappear and then turned around and walked up the steps.

"Young Master, your eyes are completely healed. Do you want to inform me? It will also make Brother Biao happy." Uncle Bing asked.

"Yes! Daddy will be extremely happy when he finds out." Angel happily ran into the house, "I'll make a call."

"Come back!" Hong Yaoqiang sneered. Angel looked at her elder brother in surprise, "Follow me." The three of them walked to the study.

"It's not urgent to tell father this matter." Hong Yaoqiang immediately sat on the sofa and said calmly.[

"Why?" Angel blinked and asked curiously, "Is this a good thing?"

"In the car accident that year, we haven't found out who tampered with my brakes. It's better not to alert the enemy!" Hong Yaoqiang said coldly. It happened that the enemy was overt and we were covert, so it was time to clean up the door.

"That's right." Uncle Bing nodded.

Hong Yaoqiang said in a gentle tone, "An Qier, it would be better if we catch the real culprit later and tell our father together." He sneered in his heart and gave his father a big gift bag then, so that he could accept it with a smile.

Angel thought for a while and said: "Yeah! That's fine. Brother's safety is the most important." "If that's okay, I'll go out first."

After Angel left, Hong Yaoqiang's face suddenly darkened. He put on his sunglasses, stood up, walked to the door, looked out at the bleak scenery outside, and said to Uncle Bing calmly: "Look at the lady these days, don't let her

The news accidentally leaked out."

Uncle Bing looked at his lonely back with distress. During the days when the eldest young master was blind, the cruel master had not even looked at him. He felt aggrieved for the young master who had lost his qualifications as heir and lost his family ties. In fact, the young master had deep feelings in his heart.

Chu hopes that the master can come and see him. It is really amazing that the master can cheer up under such a double blow. I didn't expect that I really want to thank Master Xi.

He watched the young master walking in loneliness all the way, his eyes became wet, and he choked with sobs: "I understand, the young master doesn't intend to let them go?" No matter how you say it, they are all fratricidal. Regardless of victory or defeat, it is a human tragedy.

"Uncle Bing! Do you think they will let me go?" Hong Yaoqiang sneered: "The competition between the heads of the family is based on their own abilities, a world of the weak and the strong. The methods are too clumsy and there is no family affection at all. I should have seen clearly.

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"Alas!" Uncle Bing sighed, expressing the helplessness and sadness in the young master's heart.

Hong Yaoqiang stared at the tender green that had just sprouted among the branches, trying to clear away the bleak and decadent scene in the yard. Spring had really come. He squinted his eyes slightly and thought about Dr. Fang Monan. His heart was really exquisite.

Delicate thoughts. Up and down on the surface.

Luo generous. In fact, the little guy is always cautious and alert, and is not willing to stay for a moment longer after seeing the patient. From her expression, you should be able to judge their background, in order not to cause trouble to her. It seems that in the future

If you want to repay this love, you have to stay in the dark.

Cheng Shixi sent Fang Monan back to Los Angeles. After saying goodbye to him, he watched her walk into the hotel without looking back. He shook his head helplessly. She really had no nostalgia for him at all. He also wanted to go back as soon as possible.

Discuss with Brother Qiang and catch those rats in the gutter.

Of course, Fang Monan didn't want to have too much contact with them. He first met Cheng Shixi in the casino. This time he treated the disease and found that the old housekeeper's hair showed that they had a black background. He just treated the disease and didn't want to do too much.

It penetrates deeply into their lives. The competition in the morning also shows them that they are not a little girl who does not fight back. Their relationship is only that of a doctor and a patient.

Fang Monan got out of the elevator and knocked on Jerry's door first. Fortunately, he was in the room. "Oh! You're back so soon." Jerry looked at her standing at the door and said in surprise.

"After the treatment, I came back as soon as I was fine." Fang Monan waved his hand and said.

"Oh! Please tell me in detail the process of your diagnosis." Jerry urged.

Fang Monan explained the treatment process in detail. After hearing this, Jerry was filled with emotion, "It seems that the machine is not omnipotent."

Fang Monan said: "There is nothing new there!"

"No, Andrew didn't come to see me. No news is good news!" Jerry said.[

"Oh!" Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you and Andrew know each other?"

Hearing her words, Jerry was surprised and said: "We are alumni and college classmates. Why didn't I tell you?"

"No." Fang Monan shook his head.

Speaking of this, Jerry boasted about their college life, which was leisurely, busy and fulfilling, and talked about the scandals that happened to him from time to time. This made Fang Monan very happy, but it was a pity that she could not enjoy the life in the ivory tower of worry in this life.

He looks like a child, but his soul and mentality are old.

"Okay, let's have lunch first without further ado!" Jerry then added, "It's time to go back after the follow-up visit tomorrow."

After lunch, Fang Monan locked the door and stayed in the space all afternoon to replenish the spiritual energy consumed yesterday. After dinner, he continued to practice in the space.

The next day, the sky was gray and it began to rain lightly in the middle of the night, and it still rained non-stop. Fang Monan and the others stood at the door of the hotel. The butler stopped the car, opened the door respectfully, and took them with him.

They go for follow-up consultation.

The drizzle falls quietly, like the silver threads spit out by countless silkworm mothers. Thousands of thin threads ripple in the mid-air, and the long veil shrouds the entire city. Wherever the wind blows, it looks like smoke.

Fog, like dust.

Soon the car arrived at the door of the villa. Andrew, Corelin, and Adela, regardless of the light rain outside, opened the car door for them with umbrellas and greeted them. They looked happy and hurriedly asked about their stay in the hotel these past two days.

It was a comfortable stay. Fang Monan could tell from their actions and words that the patient Jeremy was recovering well. Jerry smiled and said thank you to her.

Sure enough, Fang Monan and the others walked to the living room and saw Jeremy sitting on the sofa. His face was obviously getting better, and his pulse was much calmer and stronger. "Is your bowel movement normal?" Fang Monan let go of Jeremy's wrist and asked.

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"I just had a bowel movement. The stool formed normally and is no longer watery." Adela said happily, seeing that her son was back to normal and the stool didn't seem so smelly anymore.

It turned out that everything was because of the child's recovery, which explained their enthusiasm. At the end of the re-examination, Fang Monan gave some advice on diet and health, then said goodbye to Jerry and left.

After getting off the plane, Jerry sent Fang Monan home first and drove away. Fang Monan heard the noise in the house before he even entered the door. He quickly took out the key and opened the door. The sound of her opening the door didn't stop the people in the house from talking.

"Beibei, what a great opportunity it is to take advantage of the talented songwriter girl to release a violin album." Thomas held the newspaper with a large photo of Mobei sitting on the sofa.

The girl who came up tried her best to persuade her. "This time I'm giving you a solo. It's not like last time where everyone played together for fun. This is an opportunity that others only dream of."

Mobei held the tea cup in his hand and turned a deaf ear. Thomas looked at Andres on the side and winked: "Andres is your apprentice, you can tell me. The one who plays music does not need eyeballs or fame."

Andrees took it calmly, tilted his head and asked, "What did Beibei think?"

Mobei put down the tea cup and sat up, "I know Uncle Thomas means well." Thomas gave him a look that meant he had a conscience, and she continued: "Music needs fame, the attention of the audience, and the enthusiasm of the audience depends on it.

If you are passionate and abandon it, there will be no psychological burden at all. There is nothing wrong with making a record while the iron is hot. It’s just..."

Andres saw her hesitation and said, "You are worried about your own level."

Mobei shook his head, "I still have a little bit of confidence. I can release records, but Uncle Thomas, I don't want to be like Hughes and others, running around and exhausted for album sales, radio and television interviews, announcements, I don't need

Excessive exposure was consumed in one go.”

After hearing what she said, Thomas opened his mouth in disbelief, "You..." Her mature thinking is scary. She is not even ten years old! When others get this kind of opportunity, they would go crazy even in their dreams. Unexpectedly! Calm down

So.

Thomas calmed down. He thought that despite the fact that the child in front of him was already 1.6 meters tall, he was actually only a nine-year-old child. He was calmer and calmer than him. He had been watching the noise from the outside world indifferently in the past two days. Maybe she was right.

, he knows her strength very well, and he should not squeeze her energy too much at this time, but should keep flowing slowly.

Andres nodded happily at the side, "You are not as sensible as a child, but I like it." He added: "It's okay to make a record." He stood up and walked towards him, patted his shoulder and said, "

As for the rest, I'll leave it to you, old man."[

"You guys! You are really as difficult as a master and a disciple!" Thomas shook his head with a wry smile. "Hey! I just work hard for you."

"Thank you for your hard work." Mo Bei stood up and bowed respectfully. After standing up straight, he looked up and saw Fang Monan standing at the door, "Sister, when did you come back? Why didn't I see you."

"Haha... you were discussing so enthusiastically that you didn't even know someone came in." Fang Monan smiled and nodded to Andres and Thomas.

Thomas stood up and exaggeratedly covered his chest, "Oh! Nannan, you're back. You have to comfort my wounded heart. I'm almost mad at these two masters and apprentices."

Fang Monan raised his eyebrows, looking at his exaggerated performance in amusement, and asked in cooperation: "What do you need me to do to comfort your heart?"

Thomas praised her for coming, waved his hand and said, "This is very simple! Just make a Chinese meal."

Stacey came out of the kitchen and pretended: "What can I say, the food I cooked is not delicious!"

When Thomas heard the words of the person behind him, he trembled, turned around and said flatteringly: "There, Mary's Western food is better than anyone else's." (To be continued)