Reborn with his cute dad to pick up trash at sea

When I went to Song Jingchen's ward to find him at night, I was told that Song Jingchen had not come out of the operating room yet.

Li Yue's heart suddenly tightened.

She rushed to the operating room, where Wu Hongji was waiting outside.

"Assistant Wu, how is Mr. Song?"

Wu Hongji shook his head and said, "He hasn't come out yet. It's been 12 hours."

"Isn't it a normal minor surgery every year?"

Wu Hongji's face was serious: "Mr. Song had a problem with his leg yesterday. He was in pain all night, so Mr. William was preparing for surgery."

Pain all night?

But he was chatting with me calmly this morning and said it was just a minor operation.

How can this person be so tolerant?

"Doesn't Mr. Song have any other family members?"

Li Yue discovered that she had never seen anyone else visit him.

Wu Hongji looked at her, hesitant to speak for a while, "Ms. Li, I shouldn't be the one saying these things, but my boss is having a hard time.

He was in a car accident twelve years ago and was sent abroad for treatment. It would be better to say that he was abandoned rather than being treated.

Since then, the boss has lost contact with his family. After the boss's mother passed away, the boss's father married a new woman, who gave birth to a son. Now the three of them are living happily together.

Poor boss, he was struggling to survive alone in a foreign country, and finally survived and created a family business by himself.

But after coming back, he was plotted against by the people over there again!

“So he is like that, too.”

Having a home but not being able to return to it is the same as having no father.

Li Yue thought about her past life and realized that they both had such experiences, which made her feel a little softer.

"Now, my boss just wants to live his life in peace. I just hope he can survive this disaster."

Li Yue thought of the therapeutic potion. This shouldn't be the case. Logically, Song Jingchen's condition should be very good. How could it get worse?

She turned on visual sharing. Normally, she treated herself as an ordinary person and would not use it if possible. Firstly, after turning it on, her health would be lost three times, and secondly, she was afraid that she would become dependent and lose her subjective thinking ability.

But now she couldn't care less about so many things, she was just afraid that the medicine she gave might do bad things with good intentions.

When she looked into the operating room, her face turned red.

Having seen something I shouldn't have seen, I quickly shifted my gaze further down, where the work was already being stitched.

On the tray next to it, there was a pile of steel nails, with their sharp fangs exposed and bloody.

These weigh at least one pound and have been on his legs for ten years. How painful it must have been.

Then she scanned Song Jingchen's bones and found that many parts were healing.

Is it because the bones are healing that these nails need to be cleaned out?

Li Yue felt as if she understood and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it’s not a bad thing. After he comes out, he will drink some recovery potion. I believe that he will really stand up soon.

It was still hot in the late summer morning. The hot wind, accompanied by the sound of cicadas, blew through the white gauze curtains and brushed across the face of the man on the bed.

Under the man's left eye, there is a blood-red teardrop mole, emitting a faint light, attracting women's attention like a red diamond.

Li Yue warned herself for the eight hundredth time in her heart.

You can’t touch it, you can’t touch it. If you touch it, it’s a crime!

I don’t know what’s wrong with the two babies in my belly today. Whenever I leave the ward, they move violently.

So she could only come in and keep watch, and she found that the closer she got to the ward, the quieter the little ones became.

She could only sit next to him and stare at Song Jingchen's face. His eyelashes were 30 mm long and his skin was even more delicate than hers!

That teardrop mole exudes temptation all the time.

Just touch it.

Li Yue raised her little hand and quietly reached towards the teardrop mole.

Wow!

It was just as she thought, not only beautiful but also comfortable, which made the baby in her belly stop moving.

She was a little reluctant to let it go and didn't notice that the big eyes next to the teardrop mole slowly opened.

Until a hoarse voice was heard, Li Yue met Song Jingchen's big eyes.

"Ayue."

Embarrassed, she wanted to pull her hand back, but was stopped by Song Jingchen's hand, which he raised with difficulty.

He had no strength now and could only hold it gently, and Li Yue did not dare to use force.

"Ayue."

Song Jingchen shouted again, and Li Yue didn't know where to look. Oh, she was caught taking advantage of someone again, which was so embarrassing.

"My name is Song Jingchen, I'm 28 years old, my current assets should be more than billion, and I don't have any bad habits."

After a while, "I once liked someone, loved her very much, but later, I lost her."

Li Yue's face changed and she pulled her hands away. "What does Mr. Song mean by saying this? I don't understand and I don't want to understand!"

After saying that, she stood up and said, fucked up.

I thought it was a good thing but it turned out to be another white moonlight!

Scumbag, his beloved is gone and he wants to find a backup!

I won’t serve you!

When she was about to step out of the ward.

"Didi, do you really not want me?"