The New Wife is Delicious: The President Lightly Loves

The records in the second half are very thin, and it seems that each paragraph is separated by a long period of time. It seems that those people did not persecute Vincent too tightly. , compared to the first half written by Jesse Bell, this part is really too thin.

"I really didn't expect that this child would end up on this path. When he came to me and hoped to join this hospital, I thought he was the one who was persecuted, or he had already thought of him. Everything that was deliberately forgotten."

"I was so happy at the beginning, but now I am so sad." Professor Smith looked at the diary written by Vincent, "It turns out that the entry from the very beginning was a premeditated one."

"Vincent spent ten years of his youth because of his greed, but the dean, you and Jeff's teacher, have been mixed with such people in the hospital, who else can we trust?" Live was a little worried looked at Dean Smith.

"You know, even people like Vincent have been bewitched. It's hard to guarantee that no one will go into these hospitals in the name of being persecuted and continue to persecute these innocent doctors."

"Live, we have no choice, you know." Professor Smith looked at Live, his sad eyes were full of firmness, "We can't give up those doctors just because we are afraid of being mixed into spies."

"We are doctors ourselves, and doctors are benevolent. As long as he may be a doctor in need, we will help. We are not unable to lose in Live, we are just afraid of losing people's hearts."

"So as long as there is a slight possibility, Live we must help those people. Our ability is too small, no one knows, who will be the tragedy of your master again."

"But aren't you worried about this possibility?" Live waited for Professor Smith's answer.

"My child, of course I am worried about this situation. I am more worried than anyone else. People around me are suffering misfortunes. Although I don't know when I will be next. But as long as it is hanging over the head I cannot rest until the sword of Damocles falls."

"I absolutely can't forgive those who sullied the sacred medicine so far, so, Live, I must accept all the doctors I can meet."

"No matter what purpose they come here for, whether they will choose to die like Vincent in the end, we must unite our strength, Live, can you understand?" Professor Smith's eyes were full of hope, and he was greeted by such a pair of eyes. Staring at him, Live really couldn't choose to refuse.

"Professor Smith, I would like to ask a question. You have been alone all this time. Is it because you are afraid that your loved ones will also encounter misfortune?" Live thinks that apart from this reason, there is probably no reason for Professor Smith to choose to be alone all the time. up.

"Live, I'm not alone all the time." Professor Smith closed the diary, "I once had a relationship, but I found out that it was fake, just like Jeff."

"That woman doesn't love me. The reason she approached me was because she wanted to drive a wedge between me and my friends." Professor Smith lowered his head. I have my share."

"If I hadn't rejected that woman so eagerly, maybe I could have known their plan in advance, that way." Professor Smith looked up at the high ceiling.

"In this case, maybe Jesse Bell and the others will continue to be happy forever." Professor Smith's sadness seemed to infect Live, and Live stood up and walked to Professor Smith's side, and put his hand on Professor Smith's shoulder.

"Friends are important, but cheating is unforgivable. It is human nature to teach you to do that, and at that time you must not know their existence. You are not a god, and you have no ability to predict the future. You can do it after they die At this point, you have done a good job. You don't have to blame yourself."

Professor Smith didn't speak, but just patted Live's hand. Seeing that Professor Smith wanted to get up, Live quickly helped him up.

Professor Smith squatted for too long and staggered a little when he stood up, but with Live's support, he didn't fall down.

But after Professor Smith stood up, another small paper bag fell out of the place where the diary was placed. When Professor Smith stood still, Live squatted down to get the oiled paper bag.

But I don't know if it's because the oiled paper bag has been in it for too long. Before Live picked it up, several small objects rolled out of the oiled paper bag.

Seeing these things, Live froze all of a sudden, these things Live is really too familiar, because there is exactly the same thing here.

Trembling, he picked up the small pendant, this blackened pendant that was a little smaller than the nail cap of his little finger, shaking slightly in Live's hand, and Live held the thing up to his eyes.

Professor Smith didn't dare to disturb Live when he saw Live like this, "Ah!" Live suddenly shouted.

Live hugged his head and knelt down and cried bitterly, "How can you be like this, what did we do wrong, why did you do this to us." The silver pendant faithfully recorded the fact that its owner was injured.

Live, who had been pinning his hopes on Yan An'an's news before, could no longer bear such a great pressure.The self-deception was brutally exposed, and Live didn't know what he was supposed to be doing.

Apart from crying bitterly, everything is superfluous, I should have known it a long time ago, if my brother stopped writing to me, something happened, why was I so stupid at that time!
Why didn't I find out earlier to find it, why did I keep playing in the world to paralyze myself?
Live felt like the old man in his dying years, losing all his strength in an instant, except for the tears still flowing silently, Live let himself fall into this dusty room without any reaction.

What cleanliness, what scruples, are just floating clouds, sadness overwhelms everything, staring blankly at the high dome, there seems to be a spider weaving a web there.

Professor Smith didn't have time to hold Live and could only look at him lying on the dusty ground, with no trace of life in his eyes.

The legs are still numb, but Professor Smith feels that if he doesn't do something, this young child will disappear completely.

"Get up, what it looks like, I don't care what you learned when you saw the pendant, everything is possible before you find the body, don't say it's just a pendant, it means you really see the body right in front of your eyes, Neither should you."

"You are so happy that the people you value are so innocent and innocent, and those culprits are still at large?"

"Stand up, stand up, you can take revenge, Live don't let me look down on you, don't you always look down on anyone? Stand up, if you don't stand up, anyone can look down on you and step on you hard Go up a few feet."

"Live, did you hear that?" Professor Smith stretched out his hand to pull Live, but Live was like those vegetative people in the hospital, even though Professor Smith dragged him on the ground, he didn't respond.

Professor Smith was really annoyed by Live and lost his temper. Just when he wanted to give up, Live said by himself, "Master is poor, Mr. Yan Heqiu is not rich, and Master has no reason to take money from Mr. Yan and Mr. Qiu. reason."

"But in China, every child always needs some kind of amulet, so the master spared no effort, bought a very small piece of silver, and slowly carved it with a candle to make it Two small pendants." Live had a smile on his face when he said this, but the smile looked extremely bleak.

"Master is really poor. He can't even afford a better chain. He can only take the red silk thread for sewing clothes. After winding it a few times hastily, he stuffed it for my brother and me."

"The craftsmanship of the master is really bad. I still don't know what the master did for us. It's not that I didn't ask about it back then. It's just that the master kept smiling and didn't say a word."

"Now that the master is dead, there is no one else who can answer my question, right? Perhaps, the senior brother is so smart, he has always known the master very well, he must know."

Tears flowed down the corners of Live's eyes, "He must know, I'm going to find my brother." After saying this, Live got up and wanted to find the person who might have died.

"It's late at night, calm down!" It's hard for Professor Smith to hold such a good boy at his age. Professor Smith doesn't feel so tired after the operation.

"Don't worry." Seeing Live's glaring eyes, Professor Smith couldn't help but bearded and stared, "No one stopped you from looking for that boy whose life and death are unknown, you have been running around for so many years, did I stop you? A heartless thing."

"I'll just ask you a question. After asking, where do you like to go, where do you go, I'll ask you, this world is so big, where are you going to find your brother!" Professor Smith let go of his hand after speaking, I want to walk freely, but I don't have the strength to pull people anyway.

"Yan An'an knows the clues of senior brother, he must know the whereabouts of senior brother, I will ask her now." After the LIVE finished speaking, he was a little powerless, and there were at least four months left.

Otherwise, Yan An'an wouldn't tell any clues about his senior brother, so what should he do? Regardless of the dirt on his body, Live directly covered his face with his hands and squatted down to continue crying.

That cry made Smith's brain ache, but Live was not what it was just now. With reason, it's easy to say anything, just cry.

Slowly walked back to the oiled paper bag just now. Speaking of which, this is no longer an oiled paper bag, because the oiled paper is broken, no matter how you look at it, it has no wrapping effect at all.

Professor Smith carefully peeled off the broken oil paper, a mess of little things appeared in front of his eyes, and a small brown leather book. Professor Smith's hands trembled, and suddenly he was afraid to touch the small book. .