Dressed as cannon fodder, I mistakenly took the heartthrob script

Eight o'clock at night.

Qin House.

"Did you really see Qin Ning at that private hospital in the city center?"

Guan Ruhui asked.

As she spoke, she put down the hand that was trying on the earrings, and picked up the other two valuable gemstone necklaces, sticking them between her necks for comparison.

After gesturing back and forth, she asked Qin Jiaming who was reading the newspaper next to her, "Which necklace do you think would be suitable for Mr. Ji's birthday party? This black pearl is pretty good."

Qin Jiaming didn't even care about her.

Guan Ruhui asked her eldest son again.

Qin Hui was speechless: "Mom, can you listen to me carefully?"

Guan Ruhui glanced at him dissatisfied, and said impatiently: "I heard, isn't it because Qin Ning lives in that expensive private hospital, and we don't need to pay for it, what do you care about?"

In his tone, he blamed his son for making a fuss.

Qin Hui said, "It's not about the hospital. Do you know what he said to me?"

Guan Ruhui asked indifferently, "What are you talking about?"

She was asking questions, but her eyes were cruising around the row of newly customized evening gowns, and her mind was full of thoughts about which one to wear to the birthday party next month to impress the group of rich wives.

Qin Hui lowered his glasses and said in a heavy tone, "He said he wanted to get Shuangqin back."

Guan Ruhui paused, but didn't hear clearly.

She turned to look at her son and asked uncertainly, "What did you say?"

She suspected she had heard it wrong.

Qin Jiaming also looked up from the newspaper.

Qin Hui repeated: "He wants to get Shuangqin back."

Guan Ruhui reacted for a moment, came to understand, frowned and said, "Why should he?"

Shuangqin Company has developed rapidly in recent years, and it is in sight of going public. At this time, Qin Ning wants to take it back, what is An's mind?

Guan Ruhui didn't bother to look at the dress, and asked, "What can he do with a sick child? Has he gone crazy recently?"

He sent a lawyer's letter again, and announced that he would take Shuangqin back.

Qin Jiaming was still calm, and asked, "What did he do?"

Qin Hui recalled briefly, then shook his head, "He didn't say anything."

Qin Jiaming no longer asked in detail, but asked about other things.

"How is the project with the He family going?"

Hearing this, Qin Hui's face was very ugly.

"No progress at all, signing the contract."

"He Linghan is a very thoughtful person, with a lot of problems. He picked out a dozen problems with the contract alone. Every time he sent the contract, there was no one who didn't get scolded by him."

"No one in the company dares to send it now, so I still send it myself today."

However, even if he went in person, he didn't give half a favor.

Qin Hui swallowed these words, but didn't say them out, it was too embarrassing to say them out.

On this trip today, he could tell that He Linghan was clearly making things difficult on purpose, and that fox was very shrewd, even if they minimized their profits, he would not let go.

Qin Jiaming saw that his face was full of dismay, and said "No Promise".

"He is well-known in the industry as a poisonous tongue. If you want to cooperate, you have to endure it. If you care about a little thing, how can you make a big deal? If you win this project and work for a few years, Shuangqin can go to another level. If you can climb up to He Home……"

He paused, and asked: "Last time I asked you to ask He Yun, what's next?"

"No appointment."

Not only did he not make an appointment, the other party didn't even give him a look, which was even more difficult than her brother.

Qin Jiaming hates iron for being weak, "Are you feeding pigs? You can't figure it out on your own? The He family is just his two siblings, and their assets don't belong to them. If you marry He Yun—"

"Dad, I'm resting."

Qin Hui didn't want to hear him talking, so he interrupted directly and went upstairs to rest.

Qin Jiaming's face turned black with anger.

Guan Ruhui asked, "What exactly does Qin Ning want to do?"

Qin Jiaming's face was gloomy: "It doesn't matter what he wants to do, whether it's the old house or Shuangqin, he won't even think about taking it back."

Guan Ruhui was still worried, thought for a while, and asked, "Have you met Han Zhao?"

Qin Jiaming said "um", but he was not in a high mood.

Guan Ruhui asked again: "Why don't I go to that private hospital tomorrow to test Qin Ning?"

Qin Jiaming pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, you take some things."

"He is very stupid, you go and say something nice."

Guan Ruhui nodded.

After Qin Ning woke up and took a shower, she fed Shuhua milk to Kiko and went to the activity room downstairs as usual.

The activity room is very large, divided into several large rooms, including a gym, a music room, and a chess and card room.

The decoration of the music room is special. The four walls are equipped with thickened sound insulation panels to prevent the patients upstairs from being disturbed. It is very user-friendly.

The original owner's body quality is very poor, and he can't exercise vigorously, but he can do some small exercises. After consulting the attending physician about taboo factors, Qin Ning has been exercising downstairs recently.

After exercising for a while, his heart rate was too fast, so he stopped to rest.

At this time, melodious music came from the music room next to it.

Soft, gentle, melodious.

It's a piano piece.

Still a Bach classic.

Qin Ning wiped off his sweat, picked up his things, and walked out of the gym.

When passing by the music room, he subconsciously turned his head.

A young man in simple clothes is sitting by the grand piano, his cuffs are slightly rolled up, his arms are slender, and his fingers are nimbly playing on the keys.

It's warm words.

With his beautiful eyes slightly closed, he was immersed in the world of music. The morning light came in through the window, coating his outline with a thin golden velvet light, as if he was under a spotlight.

Dazzling and eye-catching.

As if nothing has changed, he is still the world-renowned genius pianist.

Qin Ning was skeptical before, and searched Wen Ci's profile on the web, which mentioned the reason for Wen Ci's blindness.

It was an accident three years ago.

Wen Ci became famous when he was young, and he has never held a solo recital. One year ago, after preparations, it was held for the first time in China, and an accident happened. When he was performing solo on stage, the huge overhead light above his head fell in vain and hit him.

After several days of rescue, although he saved his life, fragments of the lampshade scratched his chest, and he has been blind ever since.

The proud son of heaven suddenly became a blind person at the highlight moment of his life. It is conceivable how desperate he is.

However, Qin Ning could not see any negative emotions of sadness and pain from him.

Even if you lose your eyes, the light is still in your heart.

This is what the protagonist suffers from.

Strong, self-disciplined, restrained.

Qin Ning looked at his back and smiled lightly, and left quietly without disturbing him.

Not far after he walked, Wen Ci in the music room turned his head slightly towards the direction where he was standing, paused for a moment, then turned around again.

Qin Ning returned to the ward and continued to write the materials needed for research. At the same time, he logged on to the webpage, searched for medical literature, and included them in the book for repeated viewing.

After watching it for a while, someone called again on the mobile phone. He thought it was the person who yelled insults yesterday. He was about to block him when he found out that the caller was Uncle Zhou.

After connecting, Uncle Zhou said that there was his courier in the security room at the entrance of the hospital, and asked Qin Ning if he would send it upstairs.

Qin Ning is very strange, he has never bought anything online.

He didn't choose to ask Uncle Zhou to take it upstairs for him, and planned to take it by himself later.

After hanging up the call, Qin Ning was about to continue writing when there was a knock on the door.

Qin Ning asked, "Who?"

The person outside replied: "It's me, Ningning."

It's a woman's voice.

Who is she?

Qin Ning opened the door suspiciously.

A middle-aged woman stood at the door.

She was dressed in jewels, with no less than three gem rings on each hand, heavy makeup on her face, and she was very glamorous.

Seeing Qin Ning, she immediately grabbed him enthusiastically.

"Ning Ning, it's been a long time, and you've grown taller and handsome again."

Qin Ning was not used to intimate contact with unfamiliar people, so she withdrew her hand, took a step back, and opened the distance between the two of them.

The opponent's hands were empty, with a surprised expression.

"You don't know me anymore? I'm Auntie."

Auntie?

Qin Ning looked at her seriously, and he recognized her through the tone of her voice and the mole on the corner of her mouth.

The original owner's uncle's wife, Guan Ruhui.

Qin Ningxin said that after several days of sending out the lawyer's letter, this group of people finally lost their composure.

Seeing that it took him a long time to recognize her, Guan Ruhui's smile froze slightly, but she was always good at dancing with long sleeves, so she turned her face and looked at Qin Ning with a smile again.

"Auntie heard from Brother Hui that you were sick. How are you? Are you feeling better? My poor child, his face is so thin."

Guan Ruhui's face was full of concern, and her eyes naturally showed distress, which was very realistic, as if she really cared about Qin Ning's physical condition.

Maybe she really cared, cared when he died.

Qin Ning stared at her without saying a word.

Guan Ruhui continued to play the image of "good aunt", "Auntie made you your favorite pig's trotter soup, come on, let's go in, and Auntie will pour it for you."

She picked up her things and walked in.

No one knows better than Qin Ning whether the original owner likes to drink pig's trotter soup.

As far as I could remember, the original owner never vomited after drinking pig's trotter soup. His intestines and stomach could not digest too greasy food, and his diet was always light. After more than half a month in the hospital, Qin Ning had never seen very greasy food.

And this pig's trotter soup is Qin Hui's favorite dish.

Qin Ning staggered and blocked the entrance.

Guan Ruhui looked at him, "Ningning?"

Qin Ning's tone was flat, "Auntie, it's not convenient for you to go in now."

Guan Ruhui smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled, "Then aunt won't go in, come on, take this soup, remember to drink it yourself, it's been a few hours, it's very nourishing for your body."

Qin Ning didn't answer and said, "Auntie, the doctor told me not to be greasy."

The implication is that this soup is undrinkable.

Guan Ruhui's hands trembling slightly while holding the soup, her lips squirmed, and she almost scolded her mother, but she kept her "gentle and kind" personality in mind, and she still maintained a smile on her face.

The veins on her forehead twitched, she put the thermos back, and forced a smile on her face, "Ningning, how is your recovery?"

Seeing her smiling face, Qin Ning was about to burst with anger, yet he pretended not to care, it was really ridiculous.

He said politely, "Thank you for your concern, I'm much better."

Guan Ruhui sneered coldly in her heart, what a fart, her face was as white as a ghost, she looked like a short-lived sick child, and she might not know when she would die.

She spoke nicely.

"Then you tell aunt what you want to eat, and aunt will bring it for you next time."

Qin Ning really thought about it, and said, "I want to eat the longevity noodles made by grandpa."

Guan Ruhui: "..."

It's been almost seven years since Mr. Qin was buried in the ground, his ashes are probably all melted, what kind of longevity noodles can he make.

The curvature of Guan Ruhui's mouth dropped significantly.

She couldn't stop laughing.

Qin Ning smiled lightly, and looked straight at her with black eyes. There was a trace of innocence in the smile, as if he was still that easy-to-handle child.

"Auntie, what can you do?"

Guan Ruhui smiled stiffly, "I'm afraid I didn't do well."

What's wrong with it, she can't even roll the noodles.

Mr. Qin was born as a cook. His ancestors were all master cooks. His cooking skills are beyond words. A bowl of high soup and longevity noodles is delicious and tempting.

Qin Ning hadn't eaten it, but the original owner was too impressed with it, and he had seen it in past memories after many recollections.

The Longevity Noodles may seem ordinary, but in fact they are cumbersome to make. Most people really don’t know how to make them. Even if they make them, it takes a few days to make the broth.

Qin Ning smiled and said, "It's okay."

Guan Ruhui bit the bullet and agreed, exchanged a few more words, and left in a hurry.

Looking at her fleeing figure, Qin Ning could not help but smile with the corners of her lips pursed.

He went back to the ward for a while, then put on his coat and went to the security room at the main entrance of the hospital.

Uncle Zhou said that there is his courier, so he has to check it out.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the security room.

While looking for the courier, Uncle Zhou said, "I don't know what's in your courier. The bottom of the carton is soaked. Fortunately, the temperature has been low recently, so it hasn't leaked out."

Qin Ning was also surprised, because he had never bought anything, and there were no friends or relatives who sent him anything.

Soon, Uncle Zhou found Qin Ning's courier in the back room and moved it out for him.

Qin Ning stared at the damp and limp cardboard box, the ground was also stained with a few drops of unknown dark liquid.

A strong uneasiness welled up in him.

Uncle Zhou saw that his expression was not good, so he asked with concern, and Qin Ning said it was fine.

Uncle Zhou has a spare space behind the security room. He usually likes to accumulate unwanted paper boxes and exchange them for some change through the waste recycling station.

Qin Ning wanted to leave it for him by the way, so Uncle Zhou took the initiative to take a utility knife and helped Qin Ning unpack the package.

Qin Ning lifted the outer paper cover, and a strong fishy smell gushed out instantly.

It smells like rust mixed with rot, which makes people sick.

Uncle Zhou pinched his nose and muttered "It stinks".

Qin Ning put down his hands and did not continue to lift off the paper cover. The common sense of a medical student made him frown, and he had a very bad premonition.

Uncle Zhou asked puzzledly, "Mr. Qin, why didn't you dismantle it?"

Qin Ning turned his head with a serious face.

"Uncle Zhou, please call the police."

The author has something to say: Executive Director He: He covered me with a quilt, and he was really interested in me

Wen Ci: Mr. Cat seems to like listening to me playing the piano

A person who did not disclose his name: I don’t seem to have a date yet

The current President Ji: Someone actually took a fancy to him? (disgusted face)

Later President Ji: Don't look at my wife! ! ! (warning face)

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Document [-]:

"After I became a villain and overlord, I raised the wrong canary"

Shen Suijian transmigrated into a goofy novel and became the villain boss in the book who couldn't survive three episodes

Because the original owner coveted the protagonist, he used money to threaten captivity, and was finally bankrupted and imprisoned by the bosses

In the original book, the protagonist is noble and reserved, cold and abstinent, and has many crushes. They are all top bosses in various fields. They love him like crazy, and they are crazy about him.

If anyone dares to hurt the protagonist, he will pay ten times the price

When Shen Suijian passed through, his subordinates had just carried the drugged protagonist Shou into his room

The protagonist Shou looked at him with cold and cruel eyes

And the protagonist's crushes are about to arrive on the scene.

Shen Suijian: It's just... quite suddenly.

Shen Sui sees that he is desperate for his life, and becomes good sisters with the protagonist Shou, and works diligently to match the protagonist Shou and the bosses, and prepares to retire after success in the classic story of the hot spring Shura field in the original book

however……

I don't know what went wrong, since then, the bosses looked at him like crazy

Even the main character suffers is also very wrong.

Received document two:

"I Adopted a Childhood Male Lead After Dressing as a Villain"

Ren Xijian transmigrated into a novel about the revenge of a wealthy family, and became the sworn enemy of the hero's father...

The male protagonist in the original book is a beautiful, strong and miserable man, with a dead father and a dead mother, the lone star of the gods, who was abused by various cannon fodder villains since he was a child, and lived a very miserable life. In the end, he turned black and counterattacked, abused the scum and fought evil, fought for power and power, and walked towards life peak

And the original owner, a gentle scum, cheated the male protagonist into trusting him, ruined the company, swept away the inheritance, and made the male protagonist lose everything. In the end, he was blinded by the male protagonist, picked off his legs, threw him into the virgin forest, and died a miserable death

When he crossed over, he was taking advantage of the male lead's father belching his fart, and was swearing at the male lead

Ren Xijian looked at the male lead's age, and then thought about his own ending, thinking that he can still be rescued