White Lotus Drops Mathura Field [Transmigration Book]

After a period of chaos, Jing Qing was sent to the hospital. Qin Zhizhou stood outside the ward and walked back and forth anxiously. Ning Si followed behind Qin Zhizhou to persuade her to relax, saying that auspicious people have their own celestial features, and Madam is sure to be fine. .

Qin Zhizhou was already distraught and worried about his mother's health, but Ning Si was still babbling on the sidelines. She burst into anger and sternly reprimanded: "Shut up."

Ning Si hesitated and retreated to the window and kept silent.

Yun Ci stood anxiously at the door of the ward. If something happened to Jing Qing, she would be guilty of a serious crime.

Time passed by, there was still no movement in the ward, and the atmosphere in the corridor gradually became solemn. Qin Zhizhou's pace was obviously quickened, and his expression became more and more anxious.

Finally, the door of the ward opened, pouring out a small patch of bright light.

Qin Zhizhou rushed to the doctor like a whirlwind, and asked in a series of voices: "Doctor, what happened, how is my mother?"

The doctor took off his mask and smiled gently: "Don't worry, the patient just passed out temporarily in a hurry, and now he is awake, you can go in."

Qin Zhizhou rushed into the ward in a hurry, followed by Yun Ci.

She saw Jing Qing lying on the bed with a pale face, her lips were chapped and without a trace of blood, she waved to Yunci weakly, her voice was as thin as a gossamer: "Xiaoyun, come here."

Yun Ci hurried up, Jing Qing raised her hand and rubbed Yun Ci's head: "Tell me, when did your mother leave?"

"Take a good rest, and I'll talk to you when your body recovers," Yun Ci feared that Jing Qing's listening too much would affect her mood.

Qin Zhizhou also responded from the side: "Mom, your first priority is to take care of your body, and put the rest aside first."

Jing Qing patted Yun Ci's hand: "It's okay, just tell me."

Yun Ci couldn't hold back Jing Qing, so she had to be careful with her words, trying not to irritate Jing Qing.

"My mother passed away eight years ago. Too much worry caused her body to decline. Don't be like my mother. Be happy."

After Yun Ci finished speaking, she saw Jing Qing's expression was in a trance, her misty pupils were out of focus, and her voice trembled: "Do you know why she is so worried?"

Yun Ci shook her head: "Not very clear."

"Where is your mother's grave?"

"The mint town in country g."

"Although I don't know the relationship between you and my mother, please don't be too sad. Before my mother left, she often told me that the most important thing in life is to be happy."

Jing Qing suddenly grabbed Yun Ci's hand, her eyes lit up faintly: "Did your mother mention me, and what was her last word?"

"I'm sorry... I haven't heard my mother mention her last words..."

Yun Ci glanced at Qin Zhizhou insignificantly, and said something that had nothing to do with Qin Zhizhou.

After Jing Qing finished listening, she lay down slowly: "You guys go home first, I want to rest."

When Qin Zhizhou and Yun Ci left the ward, Ning Jianghuo was about to turn around when he heard a hoarse voice from under the quilt: "Jiang Huo, go and invite my dad's assistant."

But in just two hours, Ning Jianghuo brought Sedum's first assistant Deng Jiaqiang over.

After Jingtian passed away, Deng Jiaqiang left his job and retired at home. When he was tending flowers and plants, Ning Jianghuo came to say that Jingtian's only daughter wanted to see him.

Deng Jiaqiang looked at the two bodyguards with big arms and round waists behind Ning Jianghuo, wiped off the water on his hands, and followed them to the hospital.

Jing Qing looked haggard, half leaning on the hospital bed and looking out the window.

Just as Deng Jiaqiang wanted to start a conversation, Jing Qing interrupted him directly, and went straight to the point: "I want to know everything related to Yunzhi back then."

Deng Jiaqiang: "You're joking, how would I know about Miss Yun?"

"I don't have the energy to play around with you. If you still want to spend your old age in peace, just tell me."

Ning Jianghuo bent down and whispered in Deng Jiaqiang's ear: "Mr. Jing has already gone, you don't need to keep a secret for a dead person, I heard that your grandson is studying in country e now?"

Deng Jiaqiang's smile became forced: "I don't have many things in my hands. Mr. Jing ordered me to send Ms. Yun abroad and clean up all traces of Ms. Yun's going abroad."

Jing Qing pressed her temple wearily: "No wonder I couldn't find out which country Yun Zhi went to."

"My dad told me that Yunzhi is married, is it true?"

Deng Jiaqiang took a peek at Jing Qing, thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "Back then Mr. Jing asked Ms. Yun to get married to dispel your thoughts, and introduced a man with a successful career to Ms. Yun. Ms. Yun refused, and then she became pregnant somehow , I don’t know the details.”

Jing Qing gritted her teeth, trying her best to restrain the wetness in her eyes, everything was finally connected together with a thread running through the whole story, Ning Jianghuo sent Deng Jiaqiang away, and closed the door considerately, not long after, bursts of sobbing came from the ward Voice.

Ning Jiang sighed deeply. He has been by Jing Qing's side all these years, watching Jing Qing's shock and resentment when she learned that Yun Zhi was married and pregnant, gradually fermented into the current yearning and sadness, sir, if you have Ling, seeing your daughter suffer so much because of you beating a mandarin duck, will you regret what you did back then.

Ning Jianghuo shook his head, Mr. is domineering and only cares about the family business, this assumption is really ridiculous.

Jing Qing will be taken out of the hospital for two days. Qin Zhizhou came to pick her up. That day the sky was clear and the sun shone warmly on her body.

Qin Zhizhou frequently looked at Jing Qing, hesitant to speak.

"Just say what you want to say, don't look at me twice."

Qin Zhizhou lay on Jing Qing's lap and asked curiously, "Mom, what is your relationship with Yun Ci's mother? Are you sisters? Could it be that Yun Ci is my long-lost sister?"

Jing Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you thinking?"

She didn't answer directly, but swayed Qin Zhizhou's forehead: "Fenghuang'er, do you have someone you like?"

Qin Zhizhou sat up straight suddenly, his eyes wandering: "Why are you talking about me all of a sudden?"

Qin Zhizhou's reaction aroused Jing Qing's curiosity: "It looks like my little Fenghuang is going to grow wings and fly to another house."

Qin Zhizhou raised his chin slightly: "That's not necessarily the case, maybe it's someone from another family that I brought back."

"Little Fenghuang'er likes girls?"

Qin Zhizhou's ears turned red: "Well...she doesn't like me yet."

Jing Qing held Qin Zhizhou's hand and secretly made up her mind that no matter who her child and Yun Zhi's child liked, she would clear all obstacles for them, and the regret and pain of the previous generation would never happen to the child again.

"How long have you known each other?"

"Eight years."

Jing Qing nodded, eight years ago happened to be the time when Yun Ci returned to China.

"Can you tell me more about her?"

"I'll tell you when I catch her up."

"Okay, okay, I can't help my mother, I am a mother waiting to drink the tea you respect."

While Jing Qing was convalescing, Yunci finished recording the rest of the album, and the follow-up production and mastering had nothing to do with her, she just needed to cooperate with the company's promotion.

Yunci has nothing to do at home and has studied more than 30 Spring Festival Gala.

In recent years, the Spring Festival Gala has gradually become closer to young people, especially in the past two years, as long as they are the top performers in the entertainment industry with no flaws in their morals, they can go on the show. Qin Zhizhou has attended two Spring Festival Gala, and Yun Ci specially dug it out to watch her show , Qin Zhizhou has a typhoon atmosphere and is full of emotions. Yunci sighs every time he sees it.

She is confident that with the original body's unique voice, she can reach Qin Zhizhou's level if she concentrates on it for a few years.

She turned off the tablet and asked the system: "038, how many survival points have I saved?"

"A total of 43 survival points."

Yun Ci started counting with her fingers: "43 survival points are 43 months, which is three years and zero months."

Yun Ci said disappointedly: "There are so few."

"There are already quite a few. The quest keywords you draw are relatively rare and the rewards are high. Some people get very common keywords such as food, and the survival points you get from doing quests are very few."

Yun Ci became interested, and turned up from the bed: "What is the rarest keyword?"

"It's the posture. Only one person has drawn it since the keyword database was opened for use."

"Pose? What pose?"

038 coughed: "For example, Fengyou Danxue, Avalokitesvara sitting on a lotus, etc."

Yunci: "??? Your company is too dishonest."

038 tried to restore the company's image: "The chance of drawing is one in a million. The most important thing is to complete a gesture, bah, and reward more than 100 survival points for completing a task."

Yunci actually felt a little moved.

She shook her head quickly, throwing the snack out.

"Do you have a non-mandatory task?" 038 felt that the topic was a bit out of character, so he simply changed the topic.

Yunci immediately became vigilant: "What task? Is it 6.996 above and below?"

"Almost, it's not that obvious, you just need to say to Qin Zhizhou, 'I woke up several times a night, it seems that I need to buy a humidifier'."

This task is quite serious in connection with the latter sentence, the most important thing is that the rewards for survival points are generous.

Yun Ci firmly believes that as long as the speaking speed is fast enough and the dry words are read, Qin Zhizhou will definitely not be able to recognize that this is a tiger-wolf speech.

038 thought of the host who had drawn the keyword "women's clothing". He didn't change his face when he finally wore a hollow sweater and black socks.

Qin Zhizhou got Yunci's consent and took the initiative to call as soon as [-]:[-] on Friday night.

After the bell rang, the elder sister said "Hello", Qin Zhizhou keenly sensed that her elder sister's voice was wrong, and worriedly asked, "Why is my elder sister's voice hoarse?"

Yun Ci pretended to clear her throat: "I woke up several times last night, it seems..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a busy tone.