Qingqiu [Transmigration Book]

"Doctor Lu! The patient is conscious." The nurse shouted.

Mu Qingqiu's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, but he heard someone beside him say happily.

Falling from the 48th floor, I'm still alive?

Wow, isn't it possible to apply for the Guinness Book of World Records?

Mu Qingqiu dimly opened his eyes, as if guessing, what he saw was the snow-white ceiling.Consciousness gradually recovered, and the left wrist hurt like a pinprick.

Strange, shouldn't the back of the head hurt first?

Dr. Lu looked at the various indicators on the medical equipment at the side, and after listening to the heartbeat and pulse, he said, "Well, there should be nothing serious. Let's stay for another day and observe. If you don't have a fever tonight, you'll be fine tomorrow." I was discharged from the hospital. I need to eat more meat when I go back, I was anemic at a young age."

Mu Qingqiu stared dazedly at the opening and closing of the white coat's mouth, his heart was full of question marks.

"Qingqiu, don't move around, the wound hasn't fully healed yet." A deep voice came into Mu Qingqiu's ears, sounding like a late-night radio announcer, "Would you like some water? I'll help you up."

Mu Qingqiu was helped up by the strange man beside him.

Who is this man?Mu Qingqiu looked at him suspiciously, but didn't ask any questions.

The appearance is ordinary, but the temperament is extraordinary.Gold-rimmed round glasses add a bookish look.The movements are gentle and the tone is so approachable.

Have I ever seen such a person?Was it a concussion from the fall?

Mu Qingqiu looked out the window, and there were many high-rise buildings in the distant city, but there was no Oriental Pearl Tower she was familiar with. The dark blue oval spire was juxtaposed with the Bank of China Building in Hong Kong.Mu Qingqiu has been to Hong Kong, but he doesn't remember when such a building was built in Hong Kong.

Am I time-traveling?So why would this person know my name?Could it be...in a dream?The body seems to be a little different...

Seeing that the strange man was still pouring water, Mu Qingqiu lowered his head and inspected it carefully, and found that it was a man's body.

Mu Qingqiu had more question marks.

The man beside him brought a glass of water, Mu Qingqiu took the water and took the opportunity to look up and down for a moment.

The figure is not bad.

"Deng Deng Deng ~"

The ancient Nokia startup sound next to his ear interrupted Mu Qingqiu's thoughts, Mu Qingqiu looked around but did not see the phone.

"Master, hello." There was another voice next to my ear, which was very similar to the male version of Siri, "I am your system, and I also serve as a book guide."

wear books?

Mu Qingqiu quickly caught the answer he wanted.

so magical?

Mu Qingqiu had read a lot of Chuanshuwangwen before, but he always believed that it was just a novel, but he didn't expect it to come true now!

I don't know which supporting role this is?Who is this man in the original body?Mu Qingqiu couldn't help thinking, Husband?Hmm...the personality seems to be pretty good too, let's go on if you can get to know it later, if you can't... just forget it.

"The man in front of you is the original father's secretary, Jin Wanyin. You usually call him Uncle Jin."

Uncle Kim?secretary?Why don't you follow the routine?Moreover, this person looks younger than himself!How can you call me uncle?

Mu Qingqiu had many question marks again.

"You are 26 years old now, much younger than him..." the system corrected.

Jin Wanyin saw Mu Qingqiu's dazed face after waking up, and looked around, so she asked concerned: "What's wrong? This is a hospital. You had a little argument with Young Master Meng. It was Young Master Meng who sent you here. , fortunately in time, without excessive blood loss."

Before Meng Shaolin left, he asked the doctor to check his head. He said that he knocked when he fainted. Did the young master lose his memory?Jin Wanyin wondered, and wanted to ask the doctor to take a look.

Master Meng?

Excessive bleeding?

What did you do, you lost too much blood?

Seeing the gauze wrapped around his thin and fair left arm, Mu Qingqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and roughly understood what happened.

"I... want to be alone first." Mu Qingqiu said.His voice sounded very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Okay, I'll just call out if I have something to do outside." Jin Wanyin looked worried, but she nodded and got up and went out.

After hearing the sliding door of the ward close, Mu Qingqiu wanted to sort out his experience.

I was indeed thrown out of the office, and then I was dead, and now the system says that I have worn a book, so I should have worn a book.

"What book is this?" Mu Qingqiu asked the system.

""Dear Your Highness Princess"." The system replied.

"Dear Her Royal Highness"?The name sounds like Ben Mary Sue! ! !

What the hell?Generally speaking, shouldn't one transmigrate into the books one has read?And I haven't seen Mary Suwen, why did you arrange for me to come here?Can you arrange for me to go to Danmei Wenli?Pursue [-] danmei books a year, so many choices, why this one? ! ! !

It is obviously a man's body!

and……

Although I have made a wish in the past - not to be a woman in my next life, I want to be a handsome man, but please erase the memory of being a woman in my lower body, please?Otherwise...how embarrassing!

Mu Qingqiu buried his face in his hands, the tips of his ears were red.

Wish, don't make random promises, what if one day it really comes true?

"How can you rest assured that he can be alone in the room?!!!" A neutral female voice interrupted Mu Qingqiu's train of thought.Then the door was pulled open.

"Qingqiu!! Didn't you promise Zhenjun that she would not commit suicide again? Why...! Wouldn't it be good for you to let her rest in heaven? Why don't you cherish yourself!..." The woman with short brown hair left He came in, pointed at Mu Qingqiu and scolded him, his voice was exactly the same as the one outside the door just now, with an octave higher pitch.

As she spoke, the woman began to cry.

What the hell?Who is Zhenjun?Mu Qingqiu stared blankly at the worried and distressed woman in front of him.

Jin Wanyin walked in and said, "Mu Qingqiu should have his own reasons."

"What do you know! Why didn't I @#hs&ha*slang door $dahi..." The woman roared, followed by crying, vaguely not knowing what she was talking about.

"This is your aunt, Mu Lixun. She is your mother's biological sister. Zhenjun, full name Mu Zhenjun, is your mother, who has passed away." The system reminded again just right.

Mu Qingqiu thought, first deal with these people with the prompts of the system, and then deal with these people when he returns to his original residence.

"Little aunt, don't worry, I won't commit suicide like that in the future." Mu Qingqiu said, but he always felt that he wasn't talking.

After repeated assurances, Mu Lixun finally stopped crying, but still sobbing.Mu Qingqiu was also busy racking his brains to persuade others, leaving the question of "Zhenjun" behind.

Mu Qingqiu was actually a little confused.After waking up, the original owner's father is not around, but the one who is anxious is the aunt who is not directly related, and still so worried?

What kind of family did the original owner live in?

"Does the original owner live alone?" Mu Qingqiu asked the system in a low voice.

"Live alone." The system replied.

Mu Qingqiu thought that would be good, raised his head and asked Jin Wanyin: "Uncle Jin, can you tell the doctor to leave the hospital now? I think I'm fine."

"The doctor said it can only be done tomorrow. There is nothing wrong with Voco, isn't it? Why don't you take this opportunity to rest."

"It's okay to go back to the apartment to rest." Mu Qingqiu said.

"Let's take another day of rest today. The doctor said that your body needs a good rest, and you don't have enough sleep. Before leaving, Young Master Meng said that he will wait for you to recover, so you don't need to worry too much." Jin Wanyin pushed his glasses and said.

Mu Lixun also asked Mu Qingqiu to rest in the hospital for another day.

Mu Qingqiu could only bite the bullet and agree.

"Leave the rest to me. It's getting late, and Mu Xun is going to study at night soon, right? Shall I ask the driver to take you there?"

"No need. There is still a bus at this time." Mu Lixun declined, then turned her head and said to Mu Qingqiu, "You have a good rest. You can't hurt yourself anymore. I thought it was all over, why... oh... ... Zhen Jun's greatest wish is that you live a good life and be happy. Don't let me down again."

"En." Mu Qingqiu agreed.

Jin Wanyin went out and wanted to send Mu Lixun at least to the elevator, but was rejected—"Our family doesn't like these etiquettes, so there's no need." After speaking, she took her bag and went out.

Jin Wanyin couldn't follow him anymore, he knew that Mu Lixun was very against himself and Boss Bai, if it wasn't for Mu Qingqiu's face, he might not bother to talk to him.

"Qingqiu, let me pour you some more water."

"No need, Uncle Jin should go back and rest too. Didn't the doctor say that I'm fine? You must be tired too." Mu Qingqiu smiled faintly and said to Jin Wanyin.

To be honest, Mu Qingqiu was quite awkward calling this uncle who didn't look as old as him.

"This is my duty. Mr. Bai called and told me to take good care of you." Jin Wanyin said a lot about Mu Qingqiu.

He knew that Mu Qingqiu's dialogues were always quite annoying, and even had hatred.But Jin Wanyin still wants to say that, after all these years Bai Yangyue has always wanted to be nice to Qingqiu, and he has seen all the behaviors that he wants to make up for, and Mu Qingqiu is not an unreasonable person, otherwise he would have made things difficult for him. The ones in the middle are gone.

Say how well Boss Bai is doing from time to time, maybe one day the old suspicion will be resolved, wouldn't everyone be happy?

"Boss Bai still cares about you very much." At the end, he added.

"Well, but there are nurses in the hospital, and I'm not terminally ill. I'm fine. You can go back and rest."

Mu Qingqiu was a little uncomfortable with the feeling of being taken care of by someone he was not familiar with all the time, feeling awkward all over his body.When I was on vacation last year for hysterectomy surgery, I did it all by myself.

There is nothing serious now, but there are people around to take care of me.

"I promise President Bai will stay here and wait for you to be discharged from the hospital." Jin Wanyin insisted.

Probably the boss's request, if you don't comply, your bonus will be deducted.Mu Qingqiu no longer refused, and endured his discomfort.

I don't know if it's because of lack of blood, Mu Qingqiu's drowsiness gradually deepened, and it seemed that Jin Wanyin turned off the light in a daze.

Consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

Mu Qingqiu seemed to have returned to the original world. Qingzheng Real Estate posted an official Weibo: The former CFO embezzled public funds and was found out by the audit. He was overwhelmed and committed suicide by jumping off the building.

As soon as the news came out, all kinds of relevant comments and analyzes emerged one after another, and there were also comparisons-"Shortly after the CEO of Qingzheng Real Estate took office, the CFO started to do things, and the status of the country's No. It’s listed, but the boss is engaging in internal strife?", "Another incident of CFO embezzling money, this is not long after the old emperor passed away, and the old minister couldn't hold back? It seems that the new emperor needs to reshuffle the cabinet."...

Mu Qingqiu saw that both his personal Weibo account and his account as a writer had been picked up, and every Weibo post was full of curses:

"I used to read novels with great interest. I really didn't know that the writer behind them was such a disgusting person. Fuck, the money I paid for the original version was fed to dogs."

"It's shameless to be greedy for the public's money! She's still a woman, maybe she's the reincarnation of Daji?"

"I guess Yang Yuhuan is the reincarnation."

"It really deserves death."

"Heh, if you dare to do what you don't dare to do, you can go to jail if you have the ability! Is it interesting to die?"

"It's useless to die, the money is probably all spent"

"How could there be so much less suddenly? There must have been more before! Mr. Gu didn't find out before, I'm afraid he was bewitched by the vixen..."

"Upstairs, the vixen is serious. She looks average, not to mention glamorous, at most good-looking. No matter how good-looking she is, Mrs. Gu is as good-looking as she is? It's a pity that Mr. Gu went blind before he was old."

……

Mu Qingqiu felt that his heart was tightly blocked, but he knew it clearly in his heart. He knew that it would definitely attract scolding. In this era of information explosion that says wind is wind and rain is rain, no one understands anything. Have you started to participate in the criticism?

Once the incident has generated heat, a tsunami-like vortex has formed, covering the truth at the center.

Those who were close were sucked in, and those who stood far away would talk about the origin of the vortex, but they didn't know whether it was caused by the movement of ocean currents or the collapse of the external force, and they didn't know what was in the center of the vortex.

No one will know the truth, and no one cares about the truth, just eating melons.Unless you stand in the center of the vortex and witnessed everything that started.

She knew it, she always knew it.

Standing on a high place, Zhizhi said "I knew it would be like this" and said "I knew it would be like this", "Cut, they are all animals that don't use their brains to echo what others say."

But my heart feels tightly gripped, I want to justify, but I can't; I want to speak out, but my throat seems to be cut;

I know, I know, but...

No, I didn't do it, no...

Mu Qingqiu felt as if he had been tied to a stone and thrown into the sea. He could only see that he was getting farther and farther away from the sun and the surface of the water. No matter what he did, it was futile, and he felt that the oxygen was slowly being exhausted.

Nothing can be done, nothing can be changed.

Some are just endless helplessness.