Rebirth: I escort the male god

After Huo Qiyan communicated with Ai Yu about the company's problems in the past few days, he put away his phone and subconsciously leaned on Feng Rucen's shoulder.

He really couldn't figure out what Feng Ding wanted to talk to him about.

The last meeting was not pleasant at all. He thought the two families had become enemies.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ding actually wanted to meet him, and the two companies were in the process of doing business together.

Huo Qiyan couldn't understand this behavior.

Huo Qiyan shook his head, telling himself not to think about Feng Ding anymore. He would ask his father when he got home.

His father has been immersed in the workplace for many years. He is an old fox and might be able to guess Feng Ding's purpose.

Thinking of this, Huo Qiyan felt his eyelids become heavy, and soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Rucen carefully pulled down the blindfold, tilted his head to look at Huo Qiyan who was already sleeping, with a look of deep doting in his eyes.

Feng Rucen took the blanket covering his legs and carefully covered Huo Qiyan with it.

Two hours later

"Xiao Qi, text me when you get home, and don't take a detour to buy food on the way. Do you hear me?"

Feng Rucen warned worriedly.

Feng Rucen and his team need to go back to school to report on the free clinic and cooperate with the inquiry into the Ma Laoliu and Gao Tian incident.

But Huo Qiyan didn't have classes today, so he didn't want to go back to school. He got off the bus in the city and prepared to take a taxi home.

"I know, brother, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, you should go back to school."

"Be sure to send me a message," Feng Rucen looked at him seriously, "I'll bring you your favorite Napoleon cake tonight."

Feng Rucen was still a little worried, but he turned around and got into the car reluctantly.

Huo Qiyan stood by the road and waved goodbye to him, "Brother, bye~ Don't forget my little cake~"

After the bus entered the traffic and gradually drove away, Huo Qiyan took out his mobile phone, opened the map and hailed a taxi.

Fortunately, he got off the car in a relatively busy place, and a driver took the order soon after. Five minutes later, Huo Qiyan was already in the car, driving towards home.

After arriving home, Huo Qiyan paid the taxi fare on his mobile phone, gave the driver a five-star rating, and walked briskly towards the door of his home. On the way, he saw his aunt standing at the door, struggling to hold something.

"Aunt Xu, what's wrong?" Huo Qiyan asked.

"Oh! Oh, my young master, you almost scared me to death," Aunt Xu was startled by Huo Qiyan's sudden voice. She turned around and saw that it was him, then she patted her chest and explained, "The mailbox is too full today, and I can't get anything out."

As she spoke, Aunt Xu's hands were still constantly putting letters into the mailbox.

Huo Qiyan walked forward and took a look. Indeed, the mailbox was stuffed full without any gaps. He didn't know how the postman did it.

"Aunt Xu, let me do it." Seeing that Aunt Xu was being very cautious, Huo Qiyan couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply grabbed the protruding letters and pulled them hard.

With a "hiss", the letter in Huo Qiyan's hand broke, but the letters in the mailbox fell down with a clatter.

"Ouch, Master, how did you tear it?"

Huo Qiyan threw the torn letter into the trash can beside him and said indifferently, "It's okay. These are usually credit cards, flyers or bank brochures sent by banks. They are not particularly important."

Aunt Xu still picked up the scattered letters on the ground with a distressed look on her face. "Oh, although it's not particularly important, it's still not good if it's broken... Hmm? Why is there a letter from Master Feng Feng? Did the postman deliver it to the wrong address again?"

"Aunt Xu, what did you say? Is there a letter from my brother?" Huo Qiyan, who had already walked a few steps, couldn't help but turn back when he heard Aunt Xu's words.

"Yes, look, the recipient is Master Feng." Aunt Xu handed the letter to Huo Qiyan, still muttering, "It should be a new postman who made a mistake and delivered it to our house. I will deliver it after I finish my work."

Huo Qiyan looked at the back of the letter, his hands trembling, his eyes burning with anger. Written on it in vermilion pen were these words:

[Doctor Feng? Bah! You are a quack who killed people! ]

Who is it?! Who sent the letter to my brother? Hasn't Ma Laoliu's problem been resolved?

Why is there this letter?

Huo Qiyan tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter inside.

"Hey? Master, why did you tear it open? This is a letter from Master Feng. Why did you peek at it, kid?"

Huo Qiyan didn't hear what Aunt Xu said at all. His whole attention was on the letter in his hand.

After reading ten lines at a glance, Huo Qiyan was a little stunned. After he came to his senses, his anger grew even stronger!

He didn't know whether his brother in his previous life had also seen this letter, which made him more determined not to practice medicine.

If so, then this person deserves to die!

At the same time, in S University, Feng Rucen, who was being questioned by the dean, seemed to have realized something and covered his heart.

The principal saw it and asked, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to take a rest?"

Feng Rucen shook his head. "It's okay. I just felt a little heartbroken. Let's continue."

When the principal heard him say it was okay, he continued his questioning.

Huo Qiyan crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball and held it tightly in his palm, "Aunt Xu, I will give this letter to my brother tonight, you don't have to worry about it."

"Oh..." Aunt Xu stared at Huo Qiyan's back in a daze, not understanding what had happened, but since the other party told her not to interfere, she decided not to meddle in other people's business and just focus on doing her job.

When Huo Qiyan entered the living room, he saw Huo's mother and father still having breakfast. He greeted them and went upstairs to wash up.

Mrs. Huo looked at the stairs with some concern. "Honey, do you think there's something wrong with Xiaoqi? She seems... particularly angry?"

Father Huo also glanced at the stairs, but he was not worried at all. "I guess he didn't eat well after going to the countryside for a few days, so he is not in a good mood."

Mother Huo felt that it was not as Father Huo said. She knew her child well. Huo Qiyan was not a person who could not endure hardship. He would not throw a tantrum just because he did not eat well.

And... he didn't look like he was throwing a tantrum just now, but rather he was really angry, very angry.

"Okay, if you're still worried, just wait until he comes down and ask him." said Father Huo.

"Hmm..." Mother Huo answered after absentmindedly drinking a sip of milk.

After going upstairs, Huo Qiyan did not go back to his room directly, but knocked on the door of the next room.

With a click, Bu Tianlang opened the door and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Xiao Qi? You're back. Are you calling us for breakfast?"

At this time, Qi Yu, who heard the noise, also came out of the bathroom pushing a wheelchair.

"Xiao Qi, when did you come back? Last night? I heard that you and the brat next door went to some free clinic. How was it? Did you suffer any hardship?"

Huo Qiyan forced a smile and leaned in. "Uncle, I didn't suffer any hardship. I just came back and I just have something to do with my aunt. Can you lend me my aunt for a while?"

Qi Yu chuckled and said, "I'll lend it to you. Go ahead. I'll go downstairs to eat later."

"Okay, then, uncle, my aunt and I will go to the study room~"

"Go ahead." Qi Yu waved his hand.

Bu Tianlang looked at Huo Qiyan with deep eyes, not knowing what the other party was doing.