Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

These words were obviously scolding Wei Jinglin, but in fact they were scolding Chu Mingzhou who was lying on the hospital bed. Gu Feibai finally said: "Mr. You continue to cultivate your self-cultivation, go out less and see people who make you feel ups and downs."

The corner of Gu Feibai's mouth twitched slightly: "Thanks for your patronage, 500 million, Alipay transfers are accepted."

Chu Mingzhou: "..."

Gu Feibai casually threw his white coat to the old butler who came over: "I've seen it, as long as your husband is pure-hearted, neither happy nor sad nor angry, and the most important thing is not to be jealous of others, then there will be You can live for decades, remember to persuade you sir, be jealous and sad, and let go of what should be let go."

The old butler repeatedly agreed, but his face was a little ugly. He sent Gu Feibai all the way to the driver at the door, and couldn't help but support the door and asked a few more words: "Doctor Gu, if it's Mr. Chu, is he determined not to let go? How about not being indifferent or indifferent?"

Gu Feibai leaned lazily on the seat, squinting at the worried old housekeeper, tilting his head lazily and teasingly said: "I can't do it either, once you get involved with such things as emotions and desires, it's addictive. If you don’t, you can’t do it.”

The old butler's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly, "Then Doctor Gu, is there any treatment..."

Gu Feibai interrupted the old housekeeper.Holding his forehead and laughing softly: "If you can't do it, you will die. What can you do? This kind of thing is more than medicine than viruses. If you touch it even if your heart is broken, you will have to die."

Gu Feibai leaned forward and took off the dazed old butler's hand on the car door, showing a professional smirk. He is superior in appearance, and he looks chic and charming when he makes this kind of smile: "Thanks for your patronage, this additional sentence 100 million questions."

After he finished speaking, he closed the car door neatly, leaving the stagnant old butler standing there anxiously. Gu Feibai looked at the old house far away through the rearview mirror, and carved a mottled silhouette on his lens. , Gu Feibai's heart ached faintly, he subconsciously put his left hand on his heart and clenched it tightly, his face was pale and his lips were red, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not disappear.

He touched a piece of hard paper in his suit pocket, and Gu Feibai pulled it out. It was an answer sheet for middle school students. He lowered his head and kissed those scratches reverently, his breathing gradually calmed down from his shortness of breath.

How could someone drag him out of hell and push him back into hell, making him want to live and die.

When Gu Feibai looked at his mother lying on the hospital bed, the woman struggled pitifully and helplessly. She tried all her strength but couldn't even take off the ventilator. A layer of blood scab.

His mother didn't want to live anymore, but Gu Feibai was still laughing. This person was freed so quickly, but he was still being tortured, the cold knife was cutting between the bones, the ants were crawling in the flesh, and the woman was dying through the glass. The wailing in the intensive care unit, the pale and thin fingers opening weakly, the withered lips opening and closing, spraying a dying white mist on the ventilator.

She was begging him, her own son, to let her die.

How easy it is to die, Gu Feibai thought with a low smile, his score in the college entrance examination is enough for him to choose any major he likes, how could a mean and selfish person like him like to be a doctor.

But for Wei Kesong's retainer, Wei Fangqiang felt that a doctor was the most suitable. This person just said a word on the dinner table condescendingly, without even putting down his chopsticks, but Gu Feibai's mother stood aside, obeying an imperial order, trembling. Hearing this, he turned around and locked him in the room, changed his college entrance examination choice, and only let him out after the time for filling in the report passed.

Gu Feibai became a medical student.

But later Gu Feibai discovered that the doctor is also quite interesting.

He likes cruel industries, business competition, financial annexation, playing with power, and fighting without bloodshed. This is Gu Feibai's favorite style. He admires the food chain society and is keen to engulf any creature that is lower than his own food chain.

Greed and arrogance engraved in the bones.

Holding a knife to save people is too cruel for him, and the hypocrisy is too much.

But doctors are the cruelest profession. Here, those who want to live can't live, and those who want to die can't die. They are struggling in this world. No matter who they are, they are the same in the face of death and disease.

Poor, humble, and cautiously soliciting opinions, even people like Wei Fangqiang and Lao Qin, who have come to him because of coronary heart disease, have become the next level of Gu Feibai's food chain, leaving him alone on the operating table. slaughter.

Only Wei Kesong, only this strange young master, apologized awkwardly to him when he was one level higher in the food chain, and Wei Kesong didn't bow his head to beg him when he was one level lower in the food chain .

Wei Kesong's kindness to Gu Feibai has nothing to do with Gu Feibai's kindness, it has nothing to do with the food chain, it has nothing to do with identity, it has nothing to do with anything, it is the kindness of doctors in textbooks to patients, innate, compassionate .

Wei Kesong doesn't sympathize with Gu Feibai, he just thinks that Gu Feibai is sick, he should be better to him, no matter how many wrong things the patient has done, Wei Kesong can temporarily forgive him because of Gu Feibai's "illness".

Wei Kesong is Gu Feibai's medicine, his addiction, his doctor, the only person he wants now.

Gu Feibai leaned on the back seat of the car with half-closed eyes, and tapped his slender index finger on his heart again and again, humming an inaudible English folk song softly, with a contented expression on his face. Laughing, it doesn't look like he is suffering from a heart attack.

Seeing that the big doctor was in a good mood, the driver also asked with a smile, "Where is Dr. Gu going tonight? Are you going to spend the night at your new lover's place?"

This is not the first time Gu Feibai has come to see a doctor for Chu Mingzhou. The driver has heard about the jaw-dropping lace scandal of this great doctor before, and every time he takes this doctor home, he always sends him back to a different place. Asked a lot.

The driver sighed in his heart, it seems that Dr. Gu likes this lover very much.

The driver answered again: "Mr. Gu, have you met true love? It's rare to see you so happy."

Gu Feibai lay lazily on the back of the chair: "I really love every one of my lovers."

The driver smiled: "Then this is really sincere."

Gu Feibai's scandals have never stopped from a supermodel to a superstar, but what is amazing is that none of his lovers have lasted for more than a month, and very few of them have lasted for more than [-] days. Gu Feibai has a very famous relationship theory called "Desire determines the time of dating", the meaning of this sentence is very simple, that is, when he has no desire for these people, he will quickly stop dating.

Gu Feibai lowered his eyes and said: "If my desire for him can be materialized, it must be very ferocious, and from the time I met him to the present, it will continue to grow in my heart. If I can live to be 50 years old, if I Knowing that I will like him in the future, I may start to pursue him crazily from the beginning of consciousness."

The driver sighed: "You are really good at talking, who can resist your pursuit."

Gu Feibai showed a faint smile: "He." He shook his head in distress, "He thinks I'm joking, that I'm playing a prank on him, and that I'm not serious."

The driver laughed a few times in embarrassment, thinking that who dares to be serious with you, isn't this owed, but he still said: "Maybe she just said no, but she likes it in her heart, Dr. Gu, you are such a gentleman , and you are very good at interacting with people, who would not like you?"

Gu Feibai shook his head with a low smile: "A gentleman? Do you think I will be a gentleman to him? You must not understand what my desire is."

"If possible, I thought about kidnapping, drugging, and stealing. When I glanced at him, I felt like a thousand ants were biting my heart. I wanted to get him. When I was driven abroad by the bankrupt Mr. Wei, I couldn't even dream of him." Wanting to come back, I even thought about telling him that I was terminally ill and that I would commit suicide if I wasn’t with him. I love him to the point of hating him, and I’m jealous of everyone he’s given good looks to, even his brother, his Father, I want to get rid of the trophies he touched, and the people he married in business."

Gu Feibai was lazily leaning against the window, fiddled with the rotating shaft at hand, his tone was soft and nostalgic, as if he didn't feel that he was talking about something extraordinary, but he heard the driver covered in cold sweat, so he could only laugh dryly twice , said: "Haha, Mr. Gu, you really know how to joke. A person like you shouldn't be in love, getting up from different people's bed every day?"

Gu Feibai said lightly: "I have never had a relationship with anyone."

The driver was startled and almost drove the car into the river next to him. He stuttered for a while before saying: "Ah?! What? Eh?!"

Gu Feibai: "Because I have no desire for these people."

The driver was confused, and couldn't help asking: "Then why are you with them?"

Gu Feibai showed a formulaic smile. He knocked on the car window to let the driver in the mist park the car on the side of the road. He took care of himself in a simple and calm way, and walked out of the driveway slowly: "Take this sentence to Mr. Chu Well, now it’s the final period, I’ve never been with them, it’s just an exchange of equal value, I get him, they get what they want.”

Gu Feibai's phone rang, and the caller was Qiuqiu. He closed the car door and answered the phone. The female voice on the opposite side was anxious: "Brother Gu, thank you for helping me on this show. Ryan's locator is installed, and now there is no signal suddenly, I really installed it!"

Gu Feibai reassured: "I know your installation is successful."

Qiuqiu was anxious and frightened: "Then why is there no signal all of a sudden! Brother Gu, can't you see where Wei Kesong is located on your phone?!"

Gu Feibai slowly raised his head and looked at Wei Kesong, who was sitting on the side of the road in astonishment, with an expression of "it's a coincidence to see you here": "Because I saw him, this signal can only be used when it overlaps." , the signal will disappear.”

Gu Feibai walked over slowly. He sat politely next to Wei Kesong on the side of the main road. He didn't mind the dust on his expensive coat. He pressed his face and was about to leave. Wei Kesong's shoulder, and smiled sincerely: "I guess, my Mr. Wei hasn't had dinner yet, and he doesn't want to go anywhere."

Wei Kesong didn't care about him, and patted Gu Feibai's hand on his shoulder away, but Gu Feibai suddenly embraced him from behind, leaning his head on Wei Kesong's back, and murmured: "My house is near here, Mr. Xiaowei, let me cook you a meal, just look at me, I promise, I won't add anything."

Wei Kesong's body was stiff, Gu Fei was gentle, but the muscles in his wrists were tense and he had great strength, Wei Kesong couldn't break free, and said violently: "Get out! I don't want to eat anything you made!"

Gu Feibai suddenly laughed hoarsely: "Mr. Xiaowei, do you still remember how my mother died?"

His eyes were flushed, and his charming peach blossom eyes looked a little pitiful through the gold-rimmed lenses, but his hands and feet became more and more entangled with Wei Kesong's body, from a gentle scum to a clingy one Gentle scum: "Mr. Xiaowei, I'm about to die too. Are you reluctant to eat with me even a meal of decapitation?"