You Are My Rare Passion

Damn got bad migraines.

Whenever the fuck is anxious, angry, tired, or when it's cloudy or rainy, fucking migraines happen.

Sometimes, even for no reason, it hurts when you say it hurts.

It's funny, his grandfather, his father, and him are all well-known doctors in China.

But for the fucking migraine, they tried everything, but they couldn't cure it.

Seeing his mother's pale face from the pain and the cold sweat pouring out, he didn't care about being angry with his mother, he hugged his mother horizontally, and told the maid to get the medicine quickly.

He put his mother on the sofa, and the maid brought the medicine, and he poured two tablets for his mother to eat.

Ten minutes later, his mother was still groaning in pain.

The Queen Mother's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and she felt a pain in her head like an electric drill was drilling, the pain was worse than death.

She grabbed Wang Peiling's wrist, pleading in her voice: "Peiling, give Mom another painkiller, Mom can't take it anymore, it hurts so much, Mom wants to die from the pain..."

"I can't take any more!" Wang Peiling said, "Mom, the normal dose is one slice. I gave you two slices, which is already the maximum amount. If you eat any more, it will be too much."

"Overdose is overdose," the Queen Mother rolled over in pain, "Pei Ling, hurry up, give me another slice, or I might as well die!"

Wang Peiling had no choice but to feed the Queen Mother another slice.

More than half an hour passed before the Queen Mother's headache gradually eased.

She was lying on the sofa, the cold sweat soaked her clothes inside and out several times, and her whole body was exhausted.

She held Wang Peiling's hand, closed her eyes and said, "Peiling, even if Mom begs you, that Yue Ya'er doesn't look like a good girl at first glance. Break up with her, and Mom will find you a better one."

"Mom, what's better?" Wang Peiling was also sweating all over, and said impatiently: "Mom, don't meddle in it, you think it's good, I don't think it's useless, only me The one you like is the best, and I only like Ya'er."

"Wang Peiling, are you trying to piss me off!" The Queen Mother thumped him angrily, "If you hadn't brought her home for dinner, would I have had a migraine? I don't like her, Every time I see her in the future, I will have a migraine, you want to see me being pissed off by her, don't you?"

"Mom..." Wang Peiling spat out the word wearily, not knowing what else to say.

He was silent for a long time before he said: "Is family background so important? Our family is not without money, why do we have to find a daughter from a rich family? I work hard to make money, isn't it just to live as I want and live the life I want Why should I make so much money if I can't even pick my own wife?"

"Peiling, you are so naive," the Queen Mother held his hand: "Peiling, you believe in mother, mother will not harm you, look at your friends, who is talking about a girlfriend who is not rich?" If you marry a wife, that means one plus one is greater than two, and you will go to a higher level of society. If you marry Yue Yaer, she will not be able to help you except to drag you down. You and you The disparity between the little ones will become bigger and bigger, and one day in the future, you will find that you have been left far behind by your friends, and when you see them again, you have to bow your head and be careful to please them!"