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The bright sunlight shone on my eyelids, scorching and stinging.

I flung my eyes open.

It is a deep white, the sheets, curtains and walls are all white, like a dream that had to be dreamed.

I tried to sit up, but a sudden sharp pain in my chest knocked me down on the bed.

A female voice at the side said hurriedly: "Mr. Zhao, you have broken two ribs in the car accident and you are still not healed. You can't get up now." While sneaking a look at my face, I found that I was staring at her, and my little face turned red.

"I... didn't die?" I said doubtfully, and found that my voice was terribly hoarse.

The sun shines on me warmly along the window, which is a warmth I haven't felt for a long time.Before, I could only feel the scorching heat brought by the sun, just like being burned by boiling water.

"Yes," she nodded shyly, "When we rescued you and your family, although you were all injured to varying degrees, fortunately you and your family were sitting in the back seat, and the injuries were not serious. It can still be saved, but the driver and your secretary..." Although she didn't finish speaking, the meaning of her words was gloomy, and the unspoken meaning was self-evident.

The more I heard it, the more wrong it became. What do you mean by various degrees of injury?my family?driver?

I suddenly noticed what she said just now, two words that I didn't notice, "car accident?"

She nodded, "You have a good sleep, maybe you just woke up from a coma after a car accident, your sanity has not recovered--"

I interrupted him, "My family you are talking about is my parents?"

"Correct."

"How are they?"

"Their injuries are slightly better than yours, and they are all able to move now..."

I sat up abruptly, ignoring the pain in my chest, lifted the quilt, and planned to get out of bed, but the nurse hurriedly stopped me: "Your injury is still serious, and getting out of bed now may make your injury worse, you'd better rest in bed ..."

I waved her hand away, "Whispering, hold me up and take me to see them."

The nurse glanced at me blankly, her little face turned even redder, "Oh, oh..." She stretched out her hand, and I held it indifferently, leaning the weight of my whole body on her.

Wipe, it really hurts, I can't straighten up.

"Wait a minute, find a mirror first, I want to take a closer look at myself."

The lady nurse answered blankly.

Don't blame her for being puzzled.Because I clearly feel that my current body is a young man with the surname Zhao who is with my parents, but who is definitely not called Zhao Mingze, who could it be?

When the car accident happened, Zhao Mingze's body was still in the coffin and was burned to charcoal by a man named Luo Kun, so this body must not be called Zhao Mingze.

I fixedly stared at the young man in the mirror in front of me.

He has the obvious outline of the Zhao family, and the firm and unyielding eyebrows of the Zhao family. He is very similar to Zhao Mingze, or in other words, Zhao Qi, Zhao Mingze's father.

He has beautiful and handsome facial features, but he tends to be a little softer, making people feel that this must be the Zhao family, but definitely not Zhao Qi's son.

Zhao Mingjie, my relative, did not expect me to become you.

I think Zhao Mingjie was once proud that he was taken away by my father, intending to personally train him to be my successor.

Zhao Mingze won the honor that he didn't even have.It is reasonable for him to be proud.

It's a pity that I died in a car accident, and I picked up a ready-made cheap one.

I don't pity him any more than I pity myself.

This is the second chance given to me by God. I have a living body and the possibility of starting over.

I think I have inherited the complete indifference and cruelty of the Zhao family.

Zhao Qi, don't blame me for being your son.I couldn't regret it, so I had to go all the way.

"Mingjie, you are not in good health yet, why don't you go to rest?" My mother's words are always so soft and mellow, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

I said "um", straightened my back, turned around and saw my parents, standing there like a pair of Bi people who will never grow old. Wake up of disapproval.

"I'm all right, young man, I'm in good health." I patted my chest.

I didn't dare to take another shot. I couldn't bear to slap down and break my ribs again.

"It's your condolences," I said with a sigh, "I heard... Zhao Mingze's villa caught fire, I'm afraid..." I looked at their faces, paused for a moment, and continued, "I just found out , if that's the case, then it's really a pity for my cousin."

They didn't say anything, my mother looked at me, and suddenly her eyes sparkled, she put her hand on my head, "It's okay, fortunately, I still have you."

I dare to swear, I heard the trembling in her words, but her identity, her reason, and her physical illness all made her calm down.

Although it was only for a moment, she showed that she cared about me.

But that's enough.

Zhao Mingze, this is the mother who gave birth to you after all.Are you satisfied?

My father still had the same expression, he just answered, "From now on, you will replace him and be our son."

To be Zhao Qi's son is easy and easy to say, but difficult to say.

It's easy to say, like a prodigal like Zhao Mingze, let go, have power and power, no one can control him, not even Zhao Qi.

It's hard to say, just like Zhao Mingzhen after rebirth.

After all, he is not Zhao Mingze.

Before I got out of the hospital, I was adopted by my parents as their legal son--that sounded weird.

After all, it is legal, and you can't act recklessly like your own son.

The biological parents of this body, I don't know what happened to them, in short, I never saw them again until I died of old age.This may be a request from my father, but I don't want to get into it.

Because I have more important things to do.

It is really surprising that Zhao Mingjie's previous university was actually a medical university.Healing the wounded and saving lives is not like his style at all.

If you want to enter the Zhao Group, you have to relearn the content of economic management.

This is what I desperately need right now.

"I ask Mu Tian to be my teacher."

I'm sure my father frowned when I suggested that.But I am confident that I can convince him.

"Why." said the father.

I didn't find that when my father said this sentence, he used a declarative tone instead of asking questions.This may have something to do with his speaking too calmly and gloomyly all the time.

I didn't notice his tone, so it was a mistake for me to answer seriously.

"I investigated him. He is a top student in the Department of Economics and Finance. His published papers have won many international awards. He has many unique insights, and--" I said furtively like a ghost, "and he and My cousin is so good. He must have a full understanding of my cousin. He should know what a really good heir is like. He will definitely not train me to be like my cousin. He has lived in our family for so many years , Father, you brought him up, he must have a good understanding of the upper class, I believe that if he is my teacher, he will teach me very well."

Father pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "Do you know that I brought him up?"

I nodded and pretended to be puzzled: "Could it be?"

My father lit a cigarette and handed it to me. Although I took it, I didn't light it.

The smoke lit up his father's expression.He didn't speak, and remained silent until the smoke burned out.

He slowly said to himself: "Bringing him into the Zhao family is the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life."

It was a long time later that I realized the profound meaning of his words at this moment.

Because of Mu Tian, ​​Zhao Qi lost his only heir.

Mu Tian brought Zhao Mingze into the vortex of homosexuality, and also brought Zhao Mingze into destruction.

Zhao Qi would never allow Mu Tian to step into the Zhao family again, nor would he allow Mu Tian to get in touch with his "son" any more.Not only the previous son, but also the present one.

So after a long time of contemplation, my father said: "He is not suitable, even though he is very smart and talented. I will find another teacher for you, and this teacher will definitely be a thousand times or ten thousand times more suitable for you than him."

I wanted to open my mouth to argue, but held back.

Because I understand that if I want to achieve my goal, I have to be like a crawling snail. Patience and perseverance are the only things I can do now.

I am not in a hurry.

Because I know that the second chance God gave me is firmly in my hands.