Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Chu Zhengye looked at the nostalgic expression on Chu Qin's face, as if he was about to burst.

"How miraculous, a small operation can solve all the troubles."

When Chu Zhengye heard this, he almost lost his footing.

He suddenly thought of a small incident before Chu Qin's mother died.

He had a sudden appendix and was taken to the hospital.

In the current technological environment, it was just a small operation that couldn't be more minor, and it was not worth his attention at all. He had almost forgotten about it in these years.

But following Chu Qin's words, the scene at that time appeared in his mind like a demon.

"You..." Chu Zhengye's voice was difficult: "What do you know?"

With indescribable expectation in his eyes, he looked at his eldest son.

The smile on Chu Qin's lips became more and more gentle: "Shouldn't you discover this by yourself?"

"This is a surprise from my mother."

"Otherwise, let's talk about the company first?"

When Chu Zhengye wanted to talk about the company just now, Chu Qin didn't bother to talk to him, but now that he wanted to talk, Chu Zhengye didn't have the mood to talk anymore.

He staggered out of the room almost in a panic, with a distressed expression on his face.

"President Chu?" The secretary looked at him with surprise in his eyes.

This appearance, how does it look like you are going to see your son?More like hell, okay?

"Go and check the doctor who operated on my appendix more than ten years ago." Chu Zhengye said in a hoarse voice.

"Mr. Chu?" The secretary was a little puzzled, wondering why he suddenly remembered this matter.

"Go!" Chu Zhengye suddenly shouted, making the secretary no longer in the mood to doubt this matter.

Facing Chu Zhengye's ferocious bloodshot eyes, he had no choice but to agree.

During the two days of investigating this matter, Chu Zhengye did not appear in the company once.

The company, which was already in turmoil due to Xie Xiwen's imprisonment, was even more anxious, but Chu Zhengye no longer had the heart to worry about these things.

"Mr. Chu." The secretary held the documents in his hand, a little afraid to look at Chu Zhengye's eyes.

A few days later, Chu Zhengye's expression was almost calm.

His voice was calm, and he said lightly: "Speak."

"Those people have all gone abroad."

From the chief surgeon to the anesthetist to the nurses, all have gone abroad.

And when they went abroad, it was less than a year since Mr. Chu's operation was completed.

Such a weird scene made the secretary shiver in his heart, as if he knew something terrible.

Chu Zhengye closed his eyes heavily, and the last expectation in his heart disappeared.

"Go to city b and make an appointment with a doctor for me." After a while, he opened his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.

The secretary looked at him almost ashamed, and didn't dare to ask why he didn't make an appointment with a doctor in this city, and went out to work honestly.

A day later, Chu Zhengye received the medical certificate.

No more fertility.

Thinking of what the doctor said, Chu Zhengye couldn't help laughing.

That laughter was like a sullen night owl, filled with endless ridicule and hatred.

He has been married twice in his life.

For the first time, his wife gave him a big gift of lifetime infertility before she died.

The second time, his wife plotted to kill the children of his first marriage.

Looking at these two marriages, Chu Zhengye only finds them extremely ridiculous and also extremely desolate.

He said that the one he loves the most is himself.

He wants to be a rich man, a beautiful woman, a well-behaved child, and he wants to be the person everyone envies most.