If you don’t act well, you will go home and have a baby [Rebirth]

Chu Ming felt as if he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

He took Song Qinghan's hand, and rubbed his thumb lightly on it, trying to distract Song Qinghan's attention, but Song Qinghan's attention is now on the follow-up visit that Smith just said, and Chu Ming's action made him even more angry , Song Qinghan looked at him with sharp eyes, which could be called awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Mr. Chu Da: "..."

Dr. Smith watched them making these small movements in secret with a smile. When Song Qinghan looked at him again, he coughed lightly and said to Chu Ming, "The inspection is upstairs."

Chu Ming nodded, Song Qinghan frowned, and finally couldn't help asking: "You...what's the matter?"

Chu Ming sighed softly, seeing the unconcealable worry in his eyes, his heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to tuck the broken hair around his ear behind his ear, and then spoke in a gentle tone that no one else had heard before. Said: "It's just that there was an accident before, and I was in a coma for a while... I'm fine now."

Smith said coolly from the side: "Well...Chu hasn't had any problems in the past year."

Does that mean there was a problem before? !

Song Qinghan grabbed Chu Ming's wrist with a strong backhand, then raised his head and asked Smith, "Doesn't he often come for follow-up visits?"

Not involving the privacy of the patient's condition, Smith immediately sold his teammate: "Well...not often, but sometimes he always forgets that there is a follow-up visit."

Song Qinghan looked at Chu Ming silently and expressionlessly.

Chu Ming: "..."

Fortunately, Song Qinghan just stared at him silently for a few times, then turned to talk to Smith, and at the end, he directly dragged Chu Ming to follow Smith upstairs.

"Chu," Smith pushed open a door and pointed to an advanced medical equipment inside, "It's started."

Song Qinghan didn't know much about medicine. He looked at Chu Ming and nodded skillfully, then took off his suit and walked towards the machine, his hands tightened involuntarily.

Chu Ming patted the back of his hand, then handed the suit to his hand: "It will be ready in a while."

"……Um."

Song Qinghan held his clothes and stood by the door watching. Smith looked at Chu Ming's face, but didn't let him go out, and adjusted the machine solemnly.

Chu Ming had already proficiently lay down on the testing platform, the surrounding snow-white colors reflected the cold light, from Song Qinghan's perspective, Chu Ming's face seemed to lose all color, and he looked much paler.

The sound of humming machinery resounded in the room that was as quiet as a snow cave, and one could not help but feel a sense of manic depression when listening to it.

Song Qinghan knew that since Smith had said that there was nothing serious about Chu Ming's recent follow-up visit, it meant that Chu Ming should have almost recovered now.

It's just that human emotions cannot be controlled by reason. Song Qinghan stared closely at Chu Ming who was lying on the machine, and even Smith couldn't help but look at him more.

After tossing about for about half an hour, Song Qinghan watched quietly by the door until Smith took out a test sheet full of various English terms, then he walked over and helped Chu Ming who was sitting up.

Smith shook the test sheet, and then showed a relieved smile: "Congratulations, Chu, you have fully recovered now."

He handed the test sheet to Chu Ming, then patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Now, I think you may need to explain what's going on with your lover. He has been very nervous since just now. worry about you."

He glanced at Chu Ming with sharp eyes, then smiled ambiguously, and walked out of the door. When he passed by Song Qinghan, he told him that there was a rest room in this room, so that they should not be restrained, and then he looked at Chu Ming. Looking at Song Qinghan's slightly red face, he walked out with a smile.

Song Qinghan took a light breath, took a step forward, looked at the test sheet in Chu Ming's hand, and asked, "Can I have a look?"

His voice was soft and soft, different from before. Chu Ming's heart tightened when he heard it, and he swiftly stuffed the test sheet into Song Qinghan's hand: "Dr. Smith said just now that I'm fine."

"En." Song Qinghan responded lightly, his eyes were firmly glued to the test sheet, and he read line by line very carefully, as if he wanted to take apart the words on the test sheet and break them into pieces. Only after analyzing it will we be willing to give up.

It took a long time for Song Qinghan to fold up the test sheet with a slightly relaxed expression.

Chu Dagou immediately moved over, lowered his head slightly and kissed the corner of his lips, and then said flatteringly: "I'm fine now."

Song Qinghan raised his eyelashes slightly, his clear and clear eyes seemed to be filled with a lake of moonlight, reflecting Chu Ming's face close at hand.

This kind of appearance as if he was the only one in his eyes made Chu Ming's heart skip a beat. The suppressed desire for possessiveness instantly broke through the shackles he had set up, and he couldn't help but feel a deep gleam in his eyes. color.He raised his hand to touch Song Qinghan's forehead, moved his fingers around Song Qinghan's eyes, fiddled with his thick and slender eyelashes, and then quickly slid down when Song Qinghan couldn't help blinking. Go, rubbed a few times on Song Qinghan's soft and dry lips.

"...Huh?" Song Qinghan made a soft nasal sound. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Ming kissed him. Unlike the previous kiss that was so gentle and almost tentative, this kiss had a scorching breath. Unstoppably, he parted his slightly parted lips, and then aggressively began to attack the city.

Song Qinghan was confused by him for a moment, and he grabbed the suit jacket that Chu Ming had taken off tightly in his hand, and his other hand was on Chu Ming's arm. Chu Ming kissed hard, and he His hand tightened, calling back Chu Ming's reason.

Chu Ming kissed him deeply, then placed a few comforting kisses on the corners of his lips, brushed his sweaty hair up, then lifted him up, and walked steadily into the lounge .

"Let me go..." Being hugged like a child, Song Qinghan couldn't hold back his face even after living another life. He reached out and patted Chu Ming's back. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Ming was so impressed. The almost fiery eyes choked in his throat.

Chu Ming pushed open the door of the lounge with his knees, then strode in, and gently put Song Qinghan on the bed.

Song Qinghan's figure fell backwards, and he hurriedly supported it with his hands. When he raised his head, Chu Ming's face was already approaching.

Song Qinghan tilted his head, and Chu Ming's face was buried in his neck. The thick and hot breath was sprayed on Song Qinghan's neck, causing a blush to appear on that sensitive skin, and It has been spreading upwards.

He rubbed against Song Qinghan's neck, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Song Qinghan also came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and patted his back, and then said abruptly: "I just read the test sheet and it said that your brain..."

Almost brain dead.

Chu Ming sucked an inch on his collarbone which was covered under the white woolen sweater, leaving an ambiguous mark, then raised his head and replied: "...This happened more than two years ago."

He paused for a moment, and then suddenly asked irrelevantly: "Han Han, do you believe in past and present lives?"

Mr. Chu Da looks like a business elite. Even though he is half squatting in front of the bed, his shirt collar is slightly open, and his hair is a little messy due to his previous actions, his temperament is still cold and majestic, and his appearance is handsome and fierce. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match up with this feudal superstition of "past life and present life".

Song Qinghan was stunned by his words for a moment, then looked down, and saw Chu Ming's eyes were gentle, as if he knew everything.

"I believe." Song Qinghan nodded.

Chu Ming smiled: "I believe it too."

He bowed his head and kissed Song Qinghan's hand: "So I know that you are Song Qinghan from the previous life."

Song Qinghan suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils contracted slightly, obviously agitated by Chu Ming's words.

Chu Ming patted his suddenly tense back comfortingly.Probably because he was already familiar with his breath and closeness, Song Qinghan really relaxed slowly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You...how did you know?"

Song Qinghan originally wanted to keep this secret in his heart.It's not that he doesn't believe in Chu Ming, it's just that he came back from the dead and went back to several years ago. This kind of thing can be called sensational. Instead of letting this kind of thing cause suspicion among them, it's better to hide it well In the bottom of my heart, I have been carried into the coffin.

There was a smile in Chu Ming's eyes: "Do you still remember that you saved my sister?"

"Huh?" Song Qinghan didn't know why he got dragged there, and nodded for a while, "I remember."

"At that time, I just woke up from a coma." Chu Ming stood up from the ground, pulled a chair and sat opposite Song Qinghan, his slender legs naturally crossed together, hiding some things that hadn't faded away. Feeling embarrassed, "I heard that you saved her."

"Do you know the ending of the last life?" Chu Ming's expression became very serious, even a little deep and gloomy. "The Chu family held a funeral."

Song Qinghan's back couldn't help but feel cold.

Chu Ming watched him stay where he was, and his eyes became gentle again: "And in this life, you saved her."

"Just because of this?" Song Qinghan always felt that something was wrong.

"Wait, you just said that in the last life...?" Song Qinghan was a little confused by the successive messages, his clear and indifferent eyes were rarely full of confusion, and Chu Ming actually gave birth to a little Bad taste.

"En." He responded lightly, and then raised his hand without principle to surrender under Song Qinghan's silent staring gaze, "Did you pick up a dog in your last life?"

When talking about this, Mr. Chu Da had a strange expression on his face, but he quickly covered up the strangeness, and his tone was still gentle and calm: "I... When I was in a coma, I seemed to be attached to Daming, and then you picked it up and took it back."

Chu Ming's words were concise and to the point, but in fact, when he was attached to Da Ming, Da Ming was just a stray dog, covered in dirt, and before Song Qinghan picked him up, a speeding vehicle almost killed him. His little life was taken.It was only because of that accident that he was picked up by Song Qinghan.

Probably also in response to the old saying that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

Song Qinghan also recalled how he was dirty and had a broken leg when he picked up Da Ming in the previous life.At that time, he just felt a little unbearable, but now that he knew that the soul inside was Chu Ming, his breathing became lighter.

"Does it hurt?" His eyes stayed on Chu Ming's right leg, and he asked suddenly.

Chu Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's all right now."

It's passed.Song Qinghan will no longer be oppressed like in his previous life, so that he was finally buried in a sea of ​​fire, and his family will no longer die young.

"En." Song Qinghan replied heavily, as if he still couldn't recover.

Chu Ming's words had a huge impact on Song Qinghan. He lowered his head and reviewed all the things since his rebirth, only to find that Chu Ming's performance was not cryptic at all.

From the first time he received Chen An's call, everything along the way has been more or less handwritten by Chu Ming, especially when "The Seventh Man" was released, the cinema chains under Chu's company were almost out of control from the very beginning. He arranged 40.00% of the scenes for "The Seventh Man". At that time, he only thought that the Chu family was supporting the movie he invested in, but now that he thinks about it, it may not be because Chu Ming also remembers the things of the previous life like him, so he also I firmly believe that "The Seventh Man" will create a box office miracle.

In addition to these, he also injected capital into "Contentation" and personally signed a contract with Banana Channel... In fact, many things have already shown that Chu Ming seems to know something, but he selectively ignores it.

Seeing his expression, Chu Ming knew that he must be a bit overwhelmed, so he reached out to wipe his cheek, and said softly, "I'm always here."

Regardless of whether it was the previous life or this life, he was always accompanying Song Qinghan in his own way.

"Yeah." Song Qinghan slowly showed a smile on his face, and rubbed his head on Chu Ming's hand for the first time, "I am also here."

After talking, Song Qinghan also slowly talked about his previous life.

Although Chu Ming attached to Daming's body and accompanied Song Qinghan for six years, before these six years, he knew nothing about Song Qinghan's past, so now when Song Qinghan speaks, he listens carefully.

When Song Qinghan said that he was raised by his grandmother, Chu Ming immediately understood what he meant.

It's just that his parents can't accept his "specialness".

However, there was no complaint or hatred on Song Qinghan's face. When he talked about his parents, his expression was very calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about two unrelated strangers, lightly brushing it off.

It's just that he was too calm, so calm that one couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart.

"It's okay, Mom and Dad like you very much." Chu Ming leaned over and kissed his forehead. The kiss like a touch of water was different from the almost domineering deep kiss just now, but the love full of it was equally strong and sincere.

I will always love you too.

Song Qinghan didn't dodge or dodge, let him sip and kiss on his forehead, and slowly took Chu Ming's hand with both hands, interlocking his fingers.

It's just that Song Qinghan was still thinking about Chu Ming's body. After warming it up for a while, he grabbed Chu Ming and asked, "The coma you mentioned earlier...what's going on?"

Chu Ming didn't expect him to remember this matter so firmly, and after a helpless sigh, he pulled his tie: "I don't know what happened... just a sudden coma, and then I spent two years with a vegetative state almost……"

In the end it was almost brain dead.

Chu Ming skipped this point lightly, and then emphasized that after he rescued Chu Han, Chu Han whispered in his ear that it was Song Qinghan who saved her. Waking up slowly.

Rounding off is that Han Han woke him up!

Song Qinghan listened, and the worry and gloom in his heart also dissipated a lot, the smile on his face was clear and shallow, like the light of the cold moon.

Chu Ming helped him tidy up his crooked neckline and hair. When he saw the mark on his collarbone that hadn't dissipated, his eyes darkened slightly, and his fingers lightly passed over it.

It's just that this is Dr. Smith's house after all. Chu Ming just breathed a little heavier, but didn't do anything else. He neatly arranged Song Qinghan's clothes and hair.

Then he took care of himself a little bit, and just as he was about to pull Song Qinghan out, he was stopped by Song Qinghan and stood still.

Song Qinghan told him to lower his head, brushed his messy hair, and it seemed barely different.

"Okay." Song Qinghan stroked the creases on his shirt that were accidentally pressed just now, and handed back the suit jacket for him to put on, "Let's go."

They were delayed in the lounge for almost an hour, and Dr. Smith had already set up a table for afternoon tea in the garden. Butler Anglo saw them coming down the stairs, with a polite and gentlemanly smile on his face: "Dr. In the garden."

Chu Ming nodded to him, Angru bent over, straightened up, and led them in front.

Smith was eating a piece of shortbread, saw Chu Ming and Song Qinghan following Anglo, his eyes darted around the two of them, and then showed a look of regret.

"Hey, Song, Chu, would you like a cup of afternoon tea?" He raised the teacup to Song Qinghan and the two, and Anglo, who was at the side, had already brought two complete sets of tea sets and poured them out for him with a delicate teapot. Drink a cup of fragrant black tea.

"I thought you guys would come down later." Dr. Smith said with a smile.

Song Qinghan smiled, while Mr. Chu Da remained calm.

Smith raised his eyebrows, and pushed the small porcelain plate in front of Song Qinghan: "Try it? Anglo's craftsmanship is very good."

Following his words, Song Qinghan twisted a piece of shortbread and tasted it, it was full of rich milk flavor and crisp texture.

He took a sip of black tea and praised: "It's very fragrant."

Angru smiled and bent over, thanking him for his compliment.

The more Smith looked at Song Qinghan, the more he found it pleasing to the eye. He pulled him and began to ask him enthusiastically what works he had before, and whether any new works have come out recently...

Chu Ming took a sip of black tea alone.

At the end, Smith seemed to remember that there was Chu Ming next to him. He straightened his face and said with some seriousness: "Chu, although your examination results in the past two years have shown that you are no longer in serious trouble, but because you were coma without warning, so I can't guarantee that it won't recur..."

"I wish you all the best, but if you have any questions, please remember to contact me."

Chu Ming knew Smith's temper, so he nodded in agreement.

Smith's eyes turned to Song Qinghan: "Song, you are Chu's partner, and I am just a doctor. I have no right to interfere with your relationship, but I hope that you can pay more attention to Chu's body when you are together."

Song Qinghan nodded solemnly: "Doctor Smith, don't worry, I will."

Smith has lived for more than 60 years and has practiced medicine for more than 30 years. He has met countless people. Naturally, he can see the seriousness and solemnity in Song Qinghan's eyes at a glance.He sighed in his heart, but felt relieved for Chu Ming.

Perhaps, with the company of this young man, he will no longer be in such a deep coma for no reason, and thus almost brain-dead.

They had an afternoon tea in Smith's garden, and when they left, Butler Anglo stuffed them with several bags of biscuits they made themselves, and then stood at the door with Smith, watching their car leave.

"You like that actor very much." An Gelu closed the door, turned around and said.

"Why not?" Smith smiled. "He has a... special feeling about him."

Angru was noncommittal, but turned his head to look at the road where there were no cars left, and smiled.

maybe.

"Are you familiar with Dr. Smith?" Song Qinghan asked curiously, remembering Smith's familiar attitude when talking with Chu Ming.

"He knew his mother."

Chu Ming thought for a while: "I saw him when I was a child."

"Is that so?" Song Qinghan nodded.

"En." Chu Ming looked down at him, the light in his eyes was gentle and affectionate.

Wei Qian was driving in front, feeling uncomfortable all over.

How could it be that only one noon has passed, and the relationship between the two of them seems to have grown by leaps and bounds, from affectionate eyebrows to expressive eyebrows!

He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the hands of the two interlocking fingers, and closed his eyes in pain.

No!At once!yes!talk!love!like!!Can he be obsessed with getting rich!

Then he found painfully that no matter how rich he was, he would never be as rich as the two people in the back seat.

In pain, Wei Qian drove the couple dog to the hotel, then parked the car expressionlessly, and went to open another room for himself after hehe.

Just a will of steel.

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