Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

In the hospital, Zhu Yan looked at Wen An very worriedly, and couldn't help but said, "Director, do you want...to take a break?"

Wen An was stunned for a second, then lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows. Zhu Yan probably saw that he was in a bad condition. Although he didn't have dark circles or a dull complexion, he was always in a bad mood.

"No need." Wen An lifted his glasses a little out of habit, stood up and walked towards the ward, Xi Jing, Xi Jing, is it a coincidence, or...

The person lying on the hospital bed was inhaling oxygen quietly, the monitoring equipment beeped very regularly, and a middle-aged man who looked very simple and honest sat on a chair not far away and dozed off.

Zhu Yan came in right after her. Seeing this scene, she frowned and raised her voice a little and said, "Yu Cheng!"

The man woke up immediately. He looked at the people on the hospital bed blankly, then at Wen An and Zhu Yan. Then he came to his senses, stood up quickly, scratched his head in a panic and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Wen An's brows relaxed a little, and he asked peacefully, "What's going on?"

Zhu Yan glared at the man, and then explained: "Director, because I can't take care of him occasionally, I specially hired a special caregiver to come over. His name is Yu Cheng, he is an honest person, and he is also a good caregiver." , I trained him for a while yesterday, and he got started well, so I want him to come over."

Wen An nodded, and looked at Yu Cheng again. He was mainly satisfied that the man looked at the patient immediately after waking up, which at least showed that he took this job to heart.

Yu Cheng was a little apprehensive. He practiced the nursing knowledge he had just learned several times last night. He was so nervous that he barely slept for three hours, but now he dozed off directly. Afraid of spoiling the impression of his employer, he begged : "I will definitely be able to take good care of the patients, I hope you will give me another chance."

"Do your best, I'll give you a chance." Wen An said, and at the same time lifted the quilt, revealing the scene's body in a hospital gown, and said, "Can you massage?"

Yu Cheng nodded repeatedly and took a step forward.

"Press it every morning and evening to prevent his muscles from shrinking; clean it well every day, and pay attention to his wounds not to be inflamed. If there is any other situation, just call me, or Zhu Yan, understand?"

"Yes!" Yu Cheng was a little excited, and carefully pressed Xi Jing's hands and feet. Wen An saw that his strength was moderate, and he even paid attention to the acupuncture points on purpose, before leaving.

Back in the office, he asked, "Who pays his salary?" Such a nurse who does not belong to the hospital can only be paid by himself, and the Xi family doesn't seem to have any additional expenses except for his medical expenses. .

"...Me." Zhu Yan hesitated and said.

Wen An frowned, and directly used the mobile phone in the drawer to draw a large amount of money from his card, and said, "Where do you still have money to be taken advantage of?"

Just as Zhu Yan was about to refuse, Wen An blocked her back: "I will deduct that money directly from the medical expenses."

Zhu Yan really had nothing to say, but she was warmly moved in her heart.

"Ding ding dong, ding ding dong." Wen An's cell phone rang, and it was the dean calling.Zhu Yan went out cleverly, and closed the door behind her.

"Jane, what's the matter?" Wen An leaned back, closed his eyes and asked.

"Oh, Xiaoan, why do I think your voice is so tired? I remember that I haven't squeezed you these days." Jane asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't slept well in the past two days. What's the important thing on the phone?" Wen An avoided mentioning it.

"Actually, it's nothing. Didn't you take over the second young master of the Xi family? Last night, the old man of the Xi family seemed to have a heart attack. He died in another hospital. Now the whole family seems to be fighting among themselves. I want you to pay attention." Take a moment." Jane's tone became serious, he has been in China for some years, and he has come into contact with a lot of dark sides, and finally met someone who is right for him, so it must not be an accident just because of this.

Wen An frowned. It seems that Xi Jing has been in a vegetable for almost the same time. In order to seize the inheritance rights, the people of those big families will shoot as long as they are not dead. I just hope that this fire will not burn me. And Zhu Yan's head.

"By the way, do you want to pay attention to this matter, you Chinese call it... oh, yes, it's a fight, it's very fun to watch." Jane's voice was elated, and she strongly recommended it to Wen An.

"No, I'm too lazy to read."

"Okay then." Jane obviously had more to say.

Wen An hurriedly said: "Let's not talk about it, I'll go to rest first." Hearing a goodbye from over there, he closed the phone and sighed.

The headache was severe, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. No one knew if he would fall into a dream again and experience another world after falling asleep.

He suddenly remembered Xi Jing's words, the next world, the background is in ancient times, the gods and ghosts turned on the computer and browsed the relevant common sense...

After finally getting off work, his mind was full of Wen An, the prime minister, and after sending Zhu Yan back, he went home and cooked a dish by himself, barely took a few mouthfuls of rice, only to feel that his eyelids were fighting hard, and he washed them off in a hurry Once, touch the bed and sleep.

It was very gloomy outside the window today, without a single star, and the wind was slightly raging. It was late at night, and the lights in the whole building were turned off, except for the one in Wen An's room that couldn't be turned off in time...

*****

"Should I tell you how the evening is?" Wen An opened his eyes, and heard Xi Jing say this, looked over, frowned, and said, "Is this what you really look like?"

The scene at this time is no longer in the white mist state like the previous few times, but a vaguely transparent figure, but the outline is already quite clear, a very suitable body frame, wide shoulders, thin waist, long legs, and flowing arms. The bulging of the lines is quite powerful, coupled with the delicate and masculine face, it is impressive.

Xi Ding nodded, and said with a smile: "What? Bewitched?"

Wen An glanced at him inexplicably, and reconfirmed: "You really don't know the Xi family? Do you know the magic capital?"

Xi Jing said naturally without a trace of hesitation: "I may really not be the second young master of the Xi family as you said, and I have never heard of the magic capital. Is there any problem?"

Wen An shook his head and stopped looking at him. He is not a lie detector, and he can't judge the truth of this statement. He only knows that if he stands up on the hospital bed, rests for a while, and then opens his eyes, Perhaps, he will not be able to tell who is the real second young master of the Xi family.

Xi Jing took the topic along the way: "As I said last time, this world is a superficial world in ancient times, so even if you will inherit the memory of the original body, some modern actions and habits may also be subconsciously expressed. I I'll remind you on the sidelines, but the main thing is to pay attention to yourself."

Wen An nodded, thanks to the ancient Chinese stuff he stuffed in, he's not that worried now, not to mention, wouldn't Xi Jing follow him?

"Okay, the tasks in this world may not be difficult for you. At least, you won't feel helpless like the last world. Your identity is the proton of the Heavenly Madness Kingdom, and the target person is Sang Qianjin, the Heavenly Madness Kingdom. The third prince, the task is to put him on the throne, how about it?" Xi Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen An.

"Okay." Anyway, the task can only be accepted and succeeded, isn't it?However, in terms of the battles for the throne in ancient China, as a proton, how could he have so much energy to put someone on the throne?

"As for me, this time it will be the imprint on your body representing the proton, only you can see me." Xi Jing stroked his chin with his finger, perhaps, when this world is completed, he can exist in those worlds in the form of an animal up.

The proton still has a brand?Wen An intuitively felt that his situation might be worse than he imagined.

"Now, are you going to enter this world directly, or take a break?"

"Go straight in."

*****

Wen An only felt a burning pain in his throat, his whole body was dizzy, and a feeling of nausea spiraled up from his stomach, causing him to turn sideways immediately, curled up and retched uncontrollably, and kept patting his cheek with one hand behind his back. Behind his back, he could vaguely hear someone's furious roar: "If you can't save him, all of you will fall to the ground!"

In the next second, Wen An simply passed out, and concentrated on receiving the original body's memory.

The Kingdom of Heavenly Maniac is a country of martial arts, with a prosperous dynasty and strong power. Many small countries around them know that they are invincible, so they pay tribute every year, and in disguise they become Heavenly Maniac's vassal states.And Junjin Kingdom is the second largest country after Heavenly Maniac, the two countries are not far apart, and there are several Heavenly Maniac affiliated countries between them, and Wen An is the original Prince Wen Yanming of Junjin Kingdom.

Junjin was hit by a natural disaster, the grain harvest was only [-]% of the usual, it was impossible to provide for a war, and the tension between the two countries became more and more tense, and Wen An's father was almost graying his hair.But immediately, the spies reported that the emperor of the Heavenly Mad Kingdom was getting weaker and weaker, and a battle for the throne was likely to start in the past five years.

In this way, the possibility of war is not great, but it does not rule out that the old emperor took the capture of Junjin as the criterion for selecting the next emperor.After a group of ministers deliberated, they all went up and said that they would send the most important prince of the country to Heavenly Maniac and become a proton as a consolation and superficial surrender, and the most important thing is obviously Wen Yanming, who is the prince!And his father, who raised him and looked forward to him since he was a child, agreed within less than a day of thinking!In less than a week, he changed from Wen Yanming to Wen An, from Crown Prince Junjin to Heavenly Maniac Proton, branded two crimson "protons", bound by iron chains, and sent to the carriage to Heavenly Maniac... …

Wen An, Wen An, it turns out that when An An is divided, Wen An can even feel the original body's negative emotions such as rage, disappointment, resentment and despair.

After he was kicked out of Junjin, which younger brother was about to benefit? Did his father, the emperor, have a high bed and soft pillow from now on? If a few concubines keep whispering in their ears, will he just completely forget that this represents the whole world? He didn't know anything about the humiliated eldest prince of Junjin Kingdom, all he knew was that he was doomed.

When it came to Heavenly Maniac, he wanted to die at first, but when he saw his guard beat a beggar to death in front of him in order not to be charged with letting the proton die, he suddenly realized why he wanted to die, Qiu Wei Reported, "home" has not been returned, so humiliating, how can he die?

He began to plan his life comprehensively. The emperor's heart art and imperial art from elementary school to adulthood are not just decorations, and Heavenly Maniac has restrictions on him, but he is not dead, probably because he has been branded, which is equivalent to a waste chess , so the supervision is not strict, and he is even allowed to touch other non-core businesses, such as business.

It took three years for him to become one of the top five businessmen of Heavenly Maniac. Afterwards, the third prince approached him and asked him to be his counselor in return for revenge by sending him back to his country.

Wen An's mentality had already changed, and out of boredom, he agreed to the exchange.

A year later, Wen An promoted Sang Qianjin to be the opposite of the crown prince. The two faced each other tit-for-tat, stumbling one after another overtly and secretly, while Wen An watched the show behind the scenes. Until this time, Wen An's His identity was ascertained by the prince's subordinates, and he was designed to drink a glass of poisoned wine, and his life was dying...

Looking through the memory again, Wen An secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The most satisfying thing in this world is that the relationship between the original body and the third prince is unclear and always vague, so he just needs to pay attention to power tactics. .

Xi Jing's voice suddenly rang directly in his head: "Wen An, it's time to wake up." He left this space and tried to wake up.

However, in the next second, he vaguely felt that someone was carefully lying on his body, a bit of softness and warmth touched his forehead, then between his nose, and finally, it stopped an inch away from his lips. , the warm breath slapped his face, making him tense up, suddenly, a drop of water fell on the side of his face, slipped a wet mark, and disappeared into the temple...

The cold voice was slightly choked with sobs: "Wen An, I like you, don't...don't leave me, okay..."