The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

In Xiao Han's office.

Su Mucheng was sitting on the sofa, her delicate and eye-catching facial features tensed, and in her hand was the inspection report that had just come out.

Brain scan.

It was exactly as she expected.

The nerves are eroded.

It cannot be scanned below a certain level.

This is the sequelae of the research library.

Her finger was scratched, and along with the blood, it invaded her nerves.

It was silent, but with a terrible suffocating feeling.

This report was held tightly in Su Mucheng's hand.

Her fingertips turned white, and even her eyes were covered with a lingering haze.

Hollow, yet hiding pain.

Su Mucheng just sat there, holding the checklist and saying nothing.

Like a sculpture.

After losing its soul, the heart filled with love gradually began to fall into pieces.

Only she understands this result.

How unsolvable.

The girl's thin body just sat there, her back straight, but her whole body was covered in injuries.

She is hurting.

Not hurting for myself.

It hurts for her baby.

If, if it really comes to that point, what should he do?

How sad he must be.

Tears welled up in my eyes without warning.

Her eyes were red, and she raised her head, not letting tears fall.

"Little Orange."

Xiao Han looked at her silently for a long time, and finally poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

His expression was solemn as never before. This matter had really opened up his realm.

Erodes brain nerves.

And it is latently infectious. There is really no precedent in medicine at present.

Su Mucheng took the water glass with her cold fingertips, raised her head and drank it in one gulp.

The dry throat was moistened.

She slowly looked away, tore up the checklist and threw it into the trash can.

He looked up at Xiao Han, his expression was cold and oppressive, and he was gushing out.

"Don't tell him."

Then she opened the door and walked out.

On the street outside.

Su Mucheng was like a kite whose string suddenly broke and lost its direction.

Mechanically, he moved forward step by step.

His hands were still in his pockets.

What was different from before was that her eyes were red.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Even if I raise my head, I can't make the tears go back.

She simply lowered her eyes, and then saw hot tears hitting the dry floor one by one, splashing beautiful tears.

The unspeakable pain hit every corner of her body, and was now drilling into the seams of her bones.

She works so hard.

So hard.

I just want to take good care of him.

Could it be that she made too many mistakes in her previous life, so even if she lives another life, she can't change the ending?

She can bear the injury.

It hurts, but it can be tolerated.

But the only thing she was afraid of was pain from him.

I don't know how long I have been squatting beside the noisy street.

Until there was a sound above his head.

"Are you...my Master Cheng?"

Cautiously, hiding excitement.

Su Mucheng closed her eyes, raised her head, and saw Cheng Zixin's ecstatic face.

"Ahhhh!!! It's really me, Master Cheng!"

She immediately took out a pen and paper from her bag: "Me! A crazy fan! Mr. Cheng, can you sign your name for me? I like you so much!"

Cheng Zixin's eyes were filled with light, astonishingly bright.

Su Mucheng retracted her thoughts, looked at her, then curved her lips, took the pen and paper, and her handwriting was clear and elegant.

Cheng Zixin was so precious that she carefully put it into her bag.

Then she squatted down and asked with her beloved idol, "Master Cheng, what are you doing here?"

The redness in Su Mucheng's eyes had not completely faded away, and her voice was hoarse but particularly pleasant: "Do you have a cigarette?"

She wanted to smoke.

You have to suppress the hurt in your heart.

"I do not have."

Cheng Zixin was very distressed: "I don't smoke."

I regret so much. If I had known earlier, I would have taken the cigarette with me and left.

"But it doesn't matter! I'll buy it for you!"

She was extremely excited and stood up to leave.

Su Mucheng stopped her: "No need."

She stood up, took a lollipop from her pocket, tore off the wrapper and threw it into her mouth.

The sweet fruity taste finally swept away a trace of her bitterness.

"What are you doing here?" Cheng Zixin asked with eyes shining.

Glancing at the hospital building standing over there, she added: "Master Cheng, are you feeling unwell and come to see the doctor?"

Su Mucheng said nothing and was ready to leave.

Cheng Zixin was still chattering alone and intoxicated: "I'm here to see the doctor too!"

Su Mucheng paused slightly and raised her eyes: "Are you sick?"

"No!" The intoxicated man nodded seriously: "I'm normal!"

"But my mother said something was wrong with me." Cheng Zixin took out the appointment number from her bag: "She said I was sick and needed treatment!"

Su Mucheng lowered her gaze and saw the Department of Neurology written on the appointment number: "..."

The girl who wanted to see the neurologist said, "She even made an appointment with the attending doctor and asked me not to give up treatment. She said I can still be saved!"

Su Mucheng: "..."

"So, you're here?"

Cheng Zixin nodded vigorously: "Yes! Because I'm afraid of fighting her at home!"

She is chasing after their Mr. Cheng, although she is a little obsessed.

But he is still a normal person.

But Ms. Tao asked her to take a look at her brain, saying there was a pit in it.

Gotta fill it up.