After rebirth, I cut off my love brain sister and want to be the queen

People say that the word "best friend" is poisonous. I didn't understand it at first, but then I thought about it and realized that it might really be poisonous.

Two people with similar values ​​and hobbies can easily like and appreciate each other and become good friends.

But if they were just sisters, they could definitely get along very well, but when a very attractive man appears, if one of them is moved, the other will be moved sooner or later.

This seems to be an inescapable rule. If you think about it carefully, it may also be because we have the same hobbies.

Zhang Lan's face was as red as an apple. She looked at me with her watery eyes and pleaded with me, "Jingjing, just take me with you. I don't usually get the chance to see him. I don't want to miss this opportunity today."

I felt a little sad when I saw Zhang Lan's unconcealable joy.

What should I do? I can't just throw cold water on her, but, honestly, how is this any different from murder?

"Zhang Lan, how about I give you his contact information? If you think there's a chance of success with him, then give it a try." I said, and found Ji Mu's phone number.

I thought Zhang Lan didn't dare to accept it because she was timid and blushed when she saw a man.

"Really? Is this really his number?" Zhang Lan carefully took out his phone and saved it. Then he stared at me and asked, "Jingjing, how do you have Dr. Ji's number?"

I smiled and said, "Of course he gave it to me."

"Why would he give it to you?" Zhang Lan's eyes were filled with surprise. The next second, she suddenly guessed it, stepped forward and put her arm around my shoulders and said, "I understand. Doctor Ji must have thought that you were going to marry Chu Rui in the future, and you would be family in the future. That's why he gave you the phone number, right?"

I was stunned by Zhang Lan's rich imagination. The next second, I explained, "You misunderstood. Chu Rui and I will not get married, let alone be together."

"Don't lie to me, the way Chu Rui looks at you is like a dog seeing shit...bah, bah, like a bee seeing a flower." Zhang Lan's metaphor was apt.

For a moment, I didn't know how to respond, so I just said, "Zhang Lan, feelings are a double-edged sword. If you don't handle them properly, you can easily hurt yourself."

"Jingjing, what do you mean?" Zhang Lan said with an unhappy face: "Do you lack confidence in me? Or are you mocking me for overestimating my abilities?"

I was stunned. I was just trying to persuade her with good intentions.

"After all, I am a girl from an art school, studying vocal music. I have a good voice, a pretty face, and most importantly, I am young. It is impossible for Dr. Ji to look down on me." Zhang Lan is very confident. This is something I have known for a long time. Since she comes from a wealthy family and is the only child in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, her family cannot be said to be very rich, but they are definitely not short of money.

"Zhang Lan, thank you for taking care of me in the hospital these past few days. Here's a little something from my heart." I reached out and took out an exquisite box and handed it to him. "I found some free time and bought it. Last time you said you fell in love with it at first sight, so I'm giving it to you."

Zhang Lan took it with a look of surprise, holding it in his palm and stamping his feet excitedly: "Jingjing, you are so kind. I have been eyeing this necklace for a long time, but it costs more than 20,000 yuan. I don't have enough pocket money. I said you must be a rich woman. Now you can finally hide your little tail."

Twenty thousand yuan was not something that ordinary people could easily come up with in 2004.

But I don’t need this little money at the moment, and I don’t like to owe favors to others. Zhang Lan takes care of me, and I repay her with the things she loves, which can be regarded as offsetting the debt of favor.

"Jingjing, you really don't want me to go to the hospital with you?" Zhang Lan said with a pout.

"I'll be back after I change the medicine. Don't you still have classes?" I reminded her.

"I'm skipping class. It's not the first time." Zhang Lan looked at me with a disappointed look on his face. "Okay, then I'll get sick later and make sure to see Dr. Ji."

I was completely speechless. In order to pursue a man, someone actually hopes to get sick. She loves so madly.

I hailed a taxi, rushed to the hospital, registered, and sat in the corridor outside waiting.

Ji Mu's number is full every day. I also found that many rich ladies who look rich are sitting outside the door queuing up. They talk in low voices with brilliance in their eyes.

My heart skipped a beat. Ji Mu must have a lot of suitors. Which one am I?

When Ji Mu came out and called a nurse in, he saw me. His eyes stayed on me for two seconds, and then he sent me a text message: "I will personally help you apply the medicine at noon. Don't wait in line, it won't be your turn at noon."

I replied with an "OK" and got up and went downstairs. I didn't go back to school. I heard that there was a big library nearby, so I took a bus there to read.

Ji Mu came over and I sat in the library, looking at him.

Ji Mu took off his white coat and looked younger. Even with a set of casual clothes, he exuded an elite temperament.

"What are you looking at?" Ji Mu came over and asked me softly.

"Reading a teacher's autobiography," I replied.

Ji Mu asked again: "Do you want to watch it for a while longer?"

"No, I'll treat you to dinner." I looked at the man, my eyes etched with smiles: "Thank you for resolving my illness."

Ji Mu looked stunned: "I'm a doctor."

I nodded: "I know, this meal is my way of thanking you privately."

Ji Mu had a casual expression.

I took the books I wanted to buy to the checkout, and Ji Mu followed me. When it came time to pay, he was faster than me and handed over a few bills.

I looked at him puzzled, and he chuckled and said, "Just consider it as supporting your learning pleasure."

I didn't argue with him.

"Come to my car first, I'll change the medicine for you." Ji Mu pointed to a black SUV not far away.

Inside the car, Ji Mu placed the prepared medicine gauze on a tray and then put on medical gloves.

I was a little embarrassed to show my wound, and Ji Mu seriously helped me disinfect it and put on new gauze.

"This is a scar-removing toothpaste, take it and use it." Ji Mu handed it over.

I took it and said, "Thank you, Dr. Ji."

Ji Mu looked at me with interest: "Why are you so polite all of a sudden?"

I pursed my lips and smiled: "It's not polite, it's polite."

Ji Mu suddenly leaned back in his chair and looked at me with a complicated expression: "Maybe I shouldn't have made this mistake..."

I looked at him in astonishment: "What's wrong?"

"Over-contact with my patients." Ji Mu looked at me with stern eyes. "Perhaps, I should stop all this right here."

I understood what he meant, that all my previous attempts to flirt with him would be in vain.

"Doctor Ji, I don't like to force others. If your mind decides that you don't want to have this meal with me, then I will get out of the car now." As I spoke, I was about to push the car door.

But at this moment, a big hand reached out and grabbed my wrist.