After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

On the other side, Si Ze had just returned to the Si family when he was punched on the head and fell to the ground.

"Fuck!" He cursed softly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, then looked up at the person who hit him.

"Second brother? Why did you hit me?!"

Si's mother walked out from behind Si Zewen, "How dare you ask your second brother! Why did you hit your father! Are you crazy! He is your biological father!"

Si Zezheng just remembered this incident and felt a little guilty, but when he thought about his hands, he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

"You beat me, but you didn't kill me. You owe me this."

"What?" Mrs. Si couldn't believe what she heard. She rushed over and raised her hand to slap Si Zezheng herself, but was grabbed by Si Zezheng. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

Mother Si was so angry, "Let me go! You rebellious son! Everything you eat, drink and use is given to you by the Si family! How dare you say we owe you!"

"My hand," Si Zezheng's cold eyes swept over Si Mianmian, "wasn't it injured because of your stupid plan?"

Mother Si choked and was speechless. They were indeed at fault in this matter.

Si Mianmian hid behind Si's mother and Si Zewen with a guilty conscience, and could only murmur quietly: "I didn't mean to do that. You also cut open my stomach."

Si Zewen said irritably: "It is a fact that your hand is injured. Even if you beat your father to death, your hand will not heal!"

"Who said it can't be cured?" Si Zezheng let go of Si's mother's arm, and then twisted his own wrist.

Only then did everyone realize that the hand Si Ze had used to grab Si's mother was the injured hand!

Mrs. Si immediately forgot her anger and asked in surprise, "Ah Zheng, is your hand okay?"

"Not yet, but soon."

Si Zewen was puzzled: "What did you mean by what you just said? Your hand is healed. Is it related to you beating your father?"

Si Zezheng had no intention of hiding this matter, and he didn't think of himself as a "rebellious son".

"Yes, I found the miracle doctor Gu Baba."

"Who?" Mother Si looked puzzled. "What dad?"

Si Mianmian exclaimed: "Third brother! Not only did you beat up dad, you also found a new dad? And his last name is Gu!"

Si Ze was frowning. Why didn't he think Si Mianmian was so stupid before? Why did he feel that Si Mianmian was stupid and useless the more he looked at her?

Si Zewen's face also turned bad, "Si Zewen! How can you recognize someone else's father just to cure your hand!"

After Si's mother realized what was happening, her eyes turned red and she couldn't help but curse angrily: "Si Zezheng! You are so rebellious!"

Seeing that his family had misunderstood, Si Ze was busy explaining, "Shut up, what are you talking about?"

"Then what do you mean by 'Father Gu'?" Si Zewen was considered to be the more rational one among the group, but his tone was also very bad.

"Gu Baba is the miracle doctor I've been talking about! The Ba in Tyrannosaurus Rex! It's not what you think it is."

Si Mianmian patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, we haven't thought that you have found a godfather outside."

"Isn't that miracle doctor a liar? Is she willing to help you heal your injuries?" Si's mother was puzzled. She remembered that Si Zezheng seemed to have been cheated of a lot of money by a miracle doctor before.

Si Zewen: "What does that Gu Baba helping you cure your illness have to do with you beating your father?"

"Because my father said some unpleasant things, the doctor found out and asked me to beat him up as a condition for treatment." Si Zezheng didn't want to expose the fact that he invited Gu Baba to dinner at the restaurant to his family, especially since Si Zewen had been humiliated in that restaurant before.

Mother Si was confused: "What do you mean? Your father privately called that miracle doctor a liar, and the miracle doctor knew about it? How did the miracle doctor know about it?"

Si Zezheng felt a little guilty. He couldn't admit that he was the one who told Gu Baba, right?

"That's not the point," Si Zezheng could only change the subject, "The point is that Gu Baba's medical skills are really amazing. She gave me acupuncture once, and my hand didn't hurt anymore. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to hold your hand so tightly just now!"

Si Zewen was suspicious: "Is there really such a powerful person? You are not being deceived, are you?"

Si's mother was also suspicious, "You see who is giving you acupuncture? Did he secretly anesthetize your hand?"

"I didn't see it with my own eyes. She said acupuncture was her secret method and didn't let me see it. My eyes were covered with a black cloth at the time."

Si Mianmian exclaimed: "Third brother! You must have been deceived!"

Si Zezheng's face darkened and he glared at Si Mianmian. "Don't say anything. I can't be fooled. I can tell the difference between acupuncture and anesthesia. Besides, it's been so long, even if it's anesthesia, it would have lost its effect long ago! But my hand still doesn't hurt."

Seeing that Si Ze was about to get angry, Si's mother quickly stopped Si Mianmian who was talking nonsense, and her attitude softened a lot. She asked, "Then can you take the scalpel?"

"Not yet. The treatment will take two months."

"So long?"

Si Ze was looking directly at his mother, "Twenty million can be compressed into one month."

Without even thinking, Si's mother said, "Then give it to her! Isn't it just 20 million?"

Si Ze just laughed: "I don't have 20 million now!"

Let alone 20 million, Si Zezheng currently has less than 20,000 yuan in savings, and he still owes money on his credit card.

Si's mother was shocked: "Where's your money? How could you not even have 20 million?"

"Heh," Si Zezheng said sarcastically, "How long has it been since you and dad gave us pocket money? My previous savings were either used to treat my hands or borrowed by dad to fill vacancies in the company!"

Si's mother turned to look at Si Zewen, who also said dejectedly: "I don't have it either. Gao Mei took away all my money and resources."

Before Si's mother could look at Si Mianmian, Si Mianmian started crying, "Mom, you know how much money I have. I'm also very poor."

Mrs. Si sighed. She never expected that the 20 million yuan that her children used to look down upon would now be beyond their reach.

"I don't have any money either," Si's mother sighed, "Mianmian's drama has just started filming, and everything needs money, including the company."

In addition to these overt things, she privately had to support Duan Yecheng and his few pretty boys who had something on her, and she also had to give money to Si Mianmian to feed Brother Hu's gang of hooligans.

Si Zezheng said coldly: "When can't the TV series be filmed? Stop it, let me heal my hand first."

Si Mianmian was anxious: "Third brother, how can you say that? You have been kicked out of the hospital. Even if your hand is healed now, you can't go back to the hospital immediately! Isn't it just two months? Just wait a while!"

Si's mother also angrily rebuked: "That's right, it's only two months. We have waited so long, this little time is not a big deal."

Si Zewen didn't say anything, pretending to be mute at this time. He understood Si Zezheng, but he also had a part in Si Mianmian's play, so he could only understand it and not take sides with Si Zezheng.

Si Zezheng had expected this and sneered.

"I don't need your help. I will sell my own assets."