Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Fei Fei's superb medical skills attracted many patients to the small clinic.

What's more, because of its good reputation, word of mouth spread and many people came from far and wide to visit.

Nowadays, even though the Chinese New Year is just a few days away, there are still patients seeking medical treatment.

After Fei Fei finished diagnosing the last patient and watched him leave with the medicine, he couldn't help but hit his waist.

"Alas, the host didn't even give me a younger skin. My old waist feels like it's going to break after sitting for a whole day."

Jingle Bell...

The doorbell rang.

Feifei turned around and saw Liu Cuihua walking in.

"Big sister, here I come."

A kind smile appeared on the fat old face.

Liu Cuihua quickly gestured with her hands and took out a lunch box from her bag.

"This is for me."

Liu Cuihua nodded repeatedly to show her affirmation.

Feifei opened the lunch box, and inside were steaming dumplings.

"It smells nice."

Feifei came closer and smelled it.

Liu Cuihua smiled happily.

During this time, she has been working in Feifei's clinic.

This job is much easier than what she did before.

She is a contented person as she can go home on time every day.

Now she has a good job, her son's leg has healed and he's going to school, and she feels that life is becoming more hopeful.

"It's getting colder, so go back early after you finish cleaning."

The weather in Hai City is damp and cold, with a hint of moisture in the cold.

Plus, it snowed in the past few days, making the temperature even more damp and cold.

"Ah ah ah."

Liu Cuihua nodded.

Feifei took the lunch box and left the clinic and returned home.

[Host, these are dumplings made by Zhang Shun's mother, please try them.]

Fatty brought the dumplings to Mo Ling like a lackey.

What’s more, it was so considerate that it even heated up the dumplings.

Mo Ling ate one without hesitation.

"Not bad. It's stuffed with leeks and pork."

Liu Cuihua’s cooking skills are quite good.

There were more than twenty dumplings in the lunch box. As Mo Ling's cultivation level increased, his appetite increased, so these dumplings could only be considered appetizers.

It’s still a long way from being full.

Fortunately, she also made some dumplings and froze them in the refrigerator.

At this moment, she asked Feifei to cook dumplings for her.

Feifei looks like an old woman, but does the work of a nanny.

But it still enjoys it.

Mo Ling went to draw comics. Although the New Year was approaching, he couldn't stop drawing comics.

So, she planned to draw all the comics from the past few days.

During the Chinese New Year, she can take a break and rest.

Just when Mo Ling finished drawing a chapter, he heard a knock on the door.

She mistakenly thought that the person knocking on the door was Wen Qiye or someone sent by Wen Qiye.

In recent days, Wen Qiye would send some food from time to time, or if he didn't have time, he would ask his bodyguards to deliver it.

But who would have thought that when they opened the door, they found Qin Mingze standing outside with something in his hand.

"What are you here for?"

Qin Mingze has become accustomed to Mo Ling's dislike for him.

He found it hard to accept the initial dislike.

But gradually, he got used to it and started to give in.

If you don't like yours, I'll do mine.

"It's almost New Year, I came to see you."

"I'm done. I'm still alive. You can leave now."

Seeing that Mo Ling was about to close the door, Qin Mingze's free hand suddenly pressed down on the door to prevent it from closing.

"Little sister, let's talk."

Mo Ling didn't say anything, but his eyes were asking questions.

---What can we talk about?

"Little sister, this time, I'm not trying to persuade you to go home."

In the past, Qin Mingze came to see Mo Ling to persuade her to go home.

But every time I didn't get a good response from Mo Ling.

In the end, she didn't even want to see him.

At the beginning, he wanted to persuade her patiently.

But gradually, he started to give up.

Since she didn't want to go home, he would take some time to visit her.

This time, after getting Xu Jingya's consent, he bought a lot of gifts to meet her.

He no longer expected her to come home, he just hoped that she could take good care of herself when she was outside.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"I said, I have no relationship with the Qin family anymore. Isn't it good for us not to bother each other?"

Mo Ling looked at Qin Mingze with a sneer on his lips.

"Do you think you are cheap?"

"When I was at the Qin family, you all treated me like a transparent person. When you saw me, it was like you saw some kind of rubbish. You said a word to me with disgust."

"Now that I've left, you've come back to me. What's going on? You've taken over everything, good or bad, stinky or sweet. It seems like nothing I do is right."

"Little sister."

Qin Mingze felt indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Although what Mo Ling said was unpleasant to hear, after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't refute it.

When he thought back to how he treated her when she was at home, he still regretted it.

They are obviously a family, but why can he ignore her so completely?

"Okay, stop showing remorse in front of me."

"It just makes me sick."

After saying this, Mo Ling pushed Qin Mingze away and slammed the door shut.

Qin Mingze stood in front of Mo Ling's gate, looking a little dazed.

"Ugh."

"Little sister, whether you believe it or not, I really regret what I did back then."

"I admit that I'm not a good big brother, but I can change."

"Little sister, I know you won't believe me when I say this now, but it doesn't matter, I will prove it."

"These gifts are all carefully selected by me, and they are very suitable for you. I put them at the door for you, remember to take them in."

Qin Mingze put the things at Mo Ling's door, then left Mo Ling's house, looking back every few steps.

When he walked out of the unit door a little depressed, he happened to see Wen Qiye.

But looking at Wen Qiye's expression, it was obvious that he was waiting for him.

"Let's talk."

Qin Mingze looked up and recognized who was in front of him.

"it is good."

Qin Mingze also wanted to know what this person in front of him thought of Mo Ling?

If he relied on his family background and status to play with Mo Ling's feelings, he would never let him go.

"I hope you won't appear in front of her again."

Wen Qiye's first move was a powerful one.

There's not even basic courtesy.

Qin Mingze was stunned at first, and then he became furious.

"Who are you to say this?"

"No matter what my status is, I am more qualified than an indifferent bystander like you."

Qin Mingze choked.

He was sure that the boy in front of him was extremely annoying.

"It seems you know a lot."

"Just a little more than you think."

"Since you know everything, you should also know that I am her eldest brother."

What Qin Mingze meant was, if you want to marry my sister, you should be polite to me, your future brother-in-law.