Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Gong Chen walked to the window, opened it, threw a cigarette to his friend, and lit it with one hand holding the flame.

My friend took the cigarette but didn't smoke it.

Looking at Gong Chen in the white mist, he wondered, "Who is this woman? Why did she ask you to come with her? Song Wanqiu was injured, and you didn't even stay with her for a whole night. That morning, I saw you coming out of another ward. Could it be hers?"

"Yeah." Gong Chen responded bluntly.

My friend almost stumbled.

I walked quickly to the opposite side of Gong Chen and unexpectedly saw the marks on his collar.

At first, he was a little hesitant to confirm it, but after seeing it clearly, he felt a little numb all over.

Palace sinking?

Hickey?

impossible!

Gong Chen and Song Wanqiu have been together for three years, but let alone kiss marks, they have never even been seen holding hands.

He and Gong Chen were classmates in high school. Since he couldn't study finance, he studied medicine, but found that studying medicine was even more terrifying than finance.

Now, in addition to being a doctor on duty, he is also Gong Chen's personal doctor, and he knows Gong Chen's physical condition best.

The reason why he was so surprised was entirely because of Gong Chen's annual physical examination, and the information on certain aspects was so clear that he was embarrassed to read it.

He once thought that Gong Chen had some problems and even asked if he wanted some medicine.

Gong Chen said he has mysophobia.

Now he walks around with bite marks and hickeys on his body, who would believe that he has mysophobia?

The friend was not sure, so he cautiously asked, "You're being a little bit aggressive. Song Wanqiu looks so delicate..."

"It's not her." Gong Chen leaned against the windowsill.

The man in the window is profound and handsome, and his demeanor reveals the aura of a king.

"you……"

"Don't talk about me, tell me about her situation." Gong Chen interrupted his friend's surprise.

The doctor regained his serious attitude, thought for a while, and said, "I think her hand injury is a minor matter, but her mental state is a big problem. She looks very tense. Did something happen recently that scared her?"

"How to deal with it?"

"Don't force her." The doctor said seriously, unable to forget the look Lin Zhiyi gave him.

Gong was silent.

The doctor then asked, "By the way, why did she ask me about my child's organ donation? She is so young, so she shouldn't have any children, right?"

Gong Chen's eyes turned cold, as if containing a warning.

The doctor spread his hands: "I won't ask, and I won't tell."

Gong Chen put out his cigarette, turned around and left the office.

At this time, Lin Zhiyi was standing by the window in the corridor, waiting to be called for inspection.

Gong Chen approached her and said calmly, "Zhao Cheng is dead. He was beaten to death after arguing with his cellmate. No one will touch you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi was startled and curled his fingers.

After a few seconds, she raised her eyes and looked at Gong Chen: "Uncle, is it really just because of Zhao Cheng that I became like this?"

Gong Chen looked down, his eyes carrying a hint of oppression, and a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his lips: "You shouldn't go on blind dates."

Lin Zhiyi felt cold all over, as if she was trapped in a big net and couldn't struggle anymore.

She said self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I deserve it. Uncle, the punishment you gave me is enough."

Gong Chen was not satisfied with this answer, and there was a chill in his eyes.

At this time, Lin Zhiyi's name was called on the radio.

"Please ask No. 1205 Lin Zhiyi to go to Examination Room No. 3."

Lin Zhiyi turned around and was about to enter when a figure suddenly broke in.

"Make way, first aid."

The nurse came over pushing a wheelchair, and the person in the wheelchair was none other than Song Wanqiu.

As soon as Song Wanqiu saw Gong Chen, she burst into tears and covered her arm in pain.

"Third Master, I'm so scared. My injured arm suddenly hurts so much and I can't stop shaking. Will my hand be disabled?"

The nurse said loudly, "Except for examination room 3, all other examination rooms are occupied. Let's give emergency treatment to the patient first."

First aid for a patient?

Song Wanqiu was wearing full makeup and her hair was not even a mess. She said her arms were aching?

Lin Zhiyi said angrily: "Sorry, I came here first."

The nurse looked at her and retorted, "Emergency patients first!"

Song Wanqiu looked at Lin Zhiyi with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry, Zhiyi, you go first, I'll just bear it."

She bit her lips tightly, tears streaming down her face like a broken string, her eyes occasionally falling on Gong Chen.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and walked forward, but a hand from behind pressed hard on her shoulder, and the blood-red ring looked dangerous and bloodthirsty.

Gong Chen said coldly: "Wan Qiu goes in first."

Lin Zhiyi suddenly turned around and stared at Gong Chen.

Song Wanqiu looked at Gong Chen lovingly: "Thank you, Third Master. I, I can't move right now. Can you help me?"

Gong Chen stepped forward, picked up Song Wanqiu and carried her into the examination room.

Lin Zhiyi watched the door slowly close, and Song Wanqiu turned around and smiled at her.

Always, always, Song Wanqiu comes first.

Lin Zhiyi crumpled up the checklist, threw it into the trash can, then turned and left.

Her hand was already fine, she just wrapped it in bandages to confuse Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu.

The inspection was also to deal with Gong Chen.

But now all this is unnecessary.

Lin Zhiyi walked out of the hospital. There was a heavy rain last night and the sky was exceptionally clear.

It's like a new life.

But every step of her new life was difficult.

She had no power or influence, and Liu He and Gong Shiyan also had a hard time living in the Gong family.

How does she fight these people in the centers of power?

Lin Zhiyi was walking aimlessly on the road when suddenly her cell phone rang.

It turned out to be a roommate I rarely contacted.

She answered the call immediately, and heard three breaths, hesitation and muttering from the other end of the line.

Finally, one of them spoke up: "Um... Lin Zhiyi, we have found an internship unit and may have to move out in the future. We want to have a meal together. If you... don't come, it's okay."

"Can you speak? Isn't this telling her not to come?" another roommate said.

"Lin Zhiyi, that's not what I meant. I'm just afraid of you..."

"Where is it? I'll be there soon."

Lin Zhiyi smiled knowingly, feeling the kindness of her roommate.

The man on the other end didn't seem to expect her to answer so straightforwardly. He paused before saying, "I'll send you the address right away."

"Ah."

……

The restaurant is near the school, very cost-effective and suitable for students.

As soon as Lin Zhiyi entered the room, she saw three roommates whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

The three familiar faces in his memory made Lin Zhiyi, who was originally tense, relax a little.

In her previous life, she believed Shen Yan's words and thought that her roommates were targeting her, so she never interacted with them.

Instead, he trusted Shen Yan immensely.

Finally, when she needed help the most, Shen Yan stabbed her in the back.

On the contrary, after the three roommates who had not been in contact for a long time heard Shen Yan spreading her situation everywhere, they each transferred some money to her.

Helped her and her daughter through the difficult times.

Lin Zhiyi walked forward with a smile, and the three roommates were a little stunned.

She handed over three boxes: "A gift to celebrate your finding a job. Don't be disgusted."

One of the roommates came back to his senses and took the box with a slight surprise: "Perfume? This brand is very expensive. Wow, it's still my favorite scent."

The other two roommates took the box and found that they all had their favorite scents.

The three of them stared at Lin Zhiyi blankly, somewhat unable to believe it.

Lin Zhiyi had always been cold towards them and thought she didn't like them at all, but now she knew the scent they liked.

Lin Zhiyi explained, "I smelled a similar scent on you, so I took the liberty of buying these."

In fact, they wrote it on WeChat Moments in their previous life.

"Thank you." The three said in unison.

"But we didn't prepare any gifts."

"Oh, you three will treat me to this meal." Lin Zhiyi picked up the chopsticks and directly picked up a piece of pork ribs and stuffed it into his mouth.

The three of them were stunned again. This meal cost more than three hundred yuan.

The perfume Lin Zhiyi gave her cost more than a thousand yuan per bottle, so she would be at a huge loss.

One of the roommates bravely asked, "Are you really Lin Zhiyi?"