I am the Rebirth System: The Heroine Transformation Plan

At this time, Zhao Qing had been transferred to another ward.

Only Fan Kunshan was left lying on the bed, sleeping.

I have to sleep. I can't sleep well because of broken ribs. It's been painful for several nights.

He had recently strongly requested the doctor to prescribe him painkillers, and with the effect of sleeping pills, he was now in a deep sleep.

Looking at Fan Kunshan sleeping on the hospital bed, Luo Yeqing really wanted to break a few more of his ribs.

Thinking about how Fan's mother had just distorted the truth and made me look like a lazy and shirking daughter-in-law in their eyes.

It’s obvious that I spent more time taking care of my child before he went to kindergarten.

Because she was pregnant with her second child at that time and happened to change jobs, it was Fan's mother who offered to help take care of the child.

Now this has become evidence that she is not a good mother.

angry.

"You just told me to agree to them and take this opportunity to drive a wedge between those two bitches. Have you come up with a good idea?"

When Xie Lingdang said that, her mind quickly turned and she understood.

It's rare for the three of them to gather in one place. If I can drive a wedge between them, maybe their conspiracy will be broken without me having to do anything myself.

This way there will be no more obstacles to divorce.

She was not a calm person, otherwise she would not have been so impulsive as to slash Zhao Qing with a knife in her previous life.

Now she is eager to get a divorce, she really wants a divorce.

It has reached the point where I feel physically nauseous when I see Fan Kunshan, Zhao Qing, and those two hypocritical old guys.

"You will do this when the time comes..."

"Will this work? Will Zhao Qing believe it?"

"Trust me, he will believe it."

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Ever since Zhao Qing separated from Fan Kunshan's ward, he has been displeased with everyone.

He couldn't say it clearly.

Sang Beiyan had come to see him a few times, but she would always come during the day, bringing flowers and fruit baskets and sitting for a while before leaving.

His attitude wasn't a 180-degree change from the first time he came to the hospital, but it was definitely much colder.

Zhao's mother was very dissatisfied with this and told Zhao Qing that this woman was unreliable and asked Zhao Qing to find a new girlfriend as soon as possible.

You've finally found a girlfriend, so why not hurry up and have a baby?

Zhao Qing was becoming increasingly impatient with his mother's nagging about getting him married.

But he still needed Zhao's mother's care, so he had to patiently listen to her nagging all day long.

That day, Zhao Qing felt really suffocated lying in bed, so he asked to go out and relax.

Zhao's mother remembered that the doctor had also said that getting more sun exposure would help recovery, so she went to the nurses' station and pushed a wheelchair over, intending to take her son for a walk in the small garden behind the inpatient department.

"I'm sorry for making you suffer. If it weren't for the purpose of protecting the Fan family, how could I bear to let you stay in this shabby hospital?"

With the strength of their Zhao family, the VVVIP ward of a private aristocratic hospital is where their son should go.

This public tertiary hospital was built a long time ago, has outdated facilities and is overcrowded.

There were people walking back and forth in that corridor day and night, and the voice-controlled lights were on and off, making it impossible for Zhao Qing, who was already in pain all over, to sleep.

There are always people running to the ward to use the toilet.

Even though the patient was later transferred to a single room, Zhao's mother was still not satisfied.

The nurse's attitude was still cold and unenthusiastic.

It's no match for the private hospital where she had the surgery before.

The medical staff greeted us with smiles, and the ward was not only a suite but also had a place for family members to rest.

Meals are pre-ordered and delivered to the ward by a special person.

There won't be other patients running in, or various scammers trying to sell their products.

Without the elevator card, these messy people can't enter the ward at all.

But now?

After waiting for the elevator for a long time, I finally pushed Zhao Qing into the elevator, but I couldn't even move.

Zhao's mother's inner resentment reached its peak.

It’s all Fan Kunshan’s fault!

If it weren’t for him, how could Qingqing be injured?

If it wasn't to cover up for their Fan family to deceive Luo Yeqing, how could she, a wealthy lady with tens of millions of assets, squeeze into the elevator with a group of poor, sweaty and smelly people!

After getting out of the elevator, Zhao's mother began to complain about the bad environment here, the bad food, and the long queues everywhere.

But she didn't dare to really complain about Fan Kunshan.

That's Qingqing's favorite.

Finally they arrived at the small garden, and Zhao Qing was getting a little impatient.

After listening to his mother's complaints along the way, he knew it clearly.

Zhao's mother's words implied that she resented Shang Kunshan.

That won’t work. We can’t let Zhao’s mother create a rift with Kunshan.

"Mom, please stop talking. If Luo Yeqing hadn't been infertile, Kunshan wouldn't have been so worried. He wanted to have two children in order not to let me suffer any injustice. He even wrote in his will that he would give me one child. Isn't this also for your son's consideration..."

Mother Zhao thought, why would I want a child that is not my own? It's not like you are incapable of giving birth!

But she also knew that her son had finally relented and was willing to find a woman to give birth to his own child, so she didn't dare to rush him: "Qingqing, Mom thinks it would be better if you had your own child. What if the child grows up and the Fan family wants to take him back to claim his biological parents? Then we would have raised him in vain..."

"Mom! Kunshan is not that kind of person! This is not the first day you have known the Fan family. If he really had plans, he would transfer all the property to my name..."

Thinking about it, he decided not to say this casually outside, in case there were ears on the other side of the wall. Zhao Qing closed his mouth in time.

Mother Zhao thought about it and agreed.

Fan Kunshan is really a ruthless man. In order to prove his love for his son, he really gave all his wealth to his son.

The silly daughter-in-law of the Fan family was kept in the dark for all these years and was willing to give birth to two children for them.

It’s a pity that the second child was not born.

She also knew what Zhao Qing meant. He had told his family clearly that he did not want to have sex with a woman, but Fan Kunshan could give him a child.

For this purpose, the Zhao couple asked Zhao Qing to sign an agreement.

If Fan Kunshan does not give the child to Zhao Qing, or if he gives the child to Zhao Qing and then changes his mind, then he will take away Zhao Qing's 20% stake in the Zhao Group and give it all to his sister.

Instead of giving the money to outsiders, it is better to leave it to your own grandson, after all, he is also the blood of the Zhao family.

As they were talking, they came to an artificial lake with pretty good scenery.

At this time, the lotus flowers in the lake have not bloomed, but the leaves are growing densely.

A breeze blew, and the lotus leaves swayed gently in the wind like big umbrellas.

"Mom, I'm thirsty."

"Ah? Oh, I forgot to bring a cup. I'll go get you some water."

Zhao's mother thought that it would be fine for Zhao Qing, a grown man, to stay here alone, so she gave some instructions and went to find the vending machine.

Zhao Qing was leaning on his wheelchair with his eyes closed, listening to the rustling of leaves in the wind, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice:

"Wife, you think too much, this is really a misunderstanding."

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked behind him.

Not far away, blocked by bushes, two familiar figures could be seen vaguely.