I became a good brother's aunt

Zhuang Xingchen did a full physical examination again consciously.

And at his strong request, he also made a separate head package.

Except for some sub-health, and the broken long bone injured in this car accident, there are no other problems.

Dr. Qiao: "You're pretty lucky. We saw the surveillance footage obtained by the police. The car's brakes failed, and it hit it at such a fast speed. If you don't die, you'll die. You'll have a broken bone, no problem. You can leave the hospital in a week, go home to recuperate, and come back to remove the plaster later.”

Zhuang Xingchen has been listening silently, not speaking.

He looked really too quiet, which was completely different from Zhou Nan's previous image.

Especially at this moment, 'Zhou Nan' is still lying on the hospital bed, giving people a kind of obedient and soft feeling, how can he still look like the little bully before?

Dr. Qiao asked Wen Moqi with his eyes: Is this kid really stunned?

Wen Moqi just frowned, with a slightly cold expression.

Dr. Joe thought of something.

Wait, it's not pretending again, is it?

In the past, Zhou Nan did all sorts of things in order to cheat Wen Moqi of the inheritance left by his parents. Once, he pretended that he had some disease and needed a lot of money.

Do you want to take the route of amnesia now?

Wen Moqi threw the examination report on Zhuang Xingchen's hospital bed: "Did you hear that? You didn't hurt your brain. It's no use pretending to have amnesia here."

Zhuang Xingchen: "Yes."

Instead of explaining, he nodded.

Seeing him nodding obediently, Dr. Qiao was a little dazed. Did he really want to pretend to have amnesia?

Wen Moqi only thought that he was really scared this time, and felt a little satisfied.

It's best not to cause trouble for him.

Suddenly, Zhuang Xingchen called out: "Uncle."

Dr. Qiao: "Pfft!"

Almost didn't stand still.

What's the situation, this kid is called Uncle Wen Moqi?

Is the sun coming out from the west? !

Wen Moqi also narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in his expression.

Zhuang Xingchen was concerned about his body and didn't notice their expressions, so he continued: "My friends who are with me..."

He paused for two seconds, then spoke again: "It's called Zhuang Xingchen, how is he doing now?"

Dr. Qiao just saw this person, and he felt familiar when he heard it, so he said: "Six people were injured in this car accident. The friend you mentioned is also in this hospital, but it is in bed No. 17 on the third floor. Don't worry, he His injuries are not serious, and it is a coincidence that one of you injured your leg, the other injured your hand, his right hand was broken, and the others were scratches, so it’s all right.”

Zhuang Xingchen: "Thank you."

Dr. Qiao: "Uh, you're welcome."

Doctor Qiao was a little dazed.

Such a well-behaved child, how can he be as arrogant as before? Did he misunderstand him before?

When Zhuang Xingchen heard that he was fine, he calmed down slightly.

Now that he has become Zhou Nan, did Zhou Nan become him?

Because he was not sure, Zhuang Xingchen wanted to make sure as soon as possible.

He planned to go to bed No. 17 to check his physical condition after Dr. Qiao and Zhou Nan's uncle left.

But Wen Moqi didn't leave.

Perhaps it was "Zhou Nan" that uncle, which aroused a little warmth in the past.

Wen Moqi was much more difficult, and cared a little more about the mood of his little nephew.

He pulled the chair and sat down on the edge of the hospital bed with his long legs: "Tell me, what are you fighting about today?"

Zhuang Xingchen recalled the reason for Zhou Nan's fight: "He laughed at me in my sixth year of high school."

Wen Moqi: "Tsk, don't let people tell the truth? Which word did he make a mistake? Are you still ashamed to hit someone?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "Yeah, so I'm going to write a self-criticism."

Wen Moqi: "..."

Wen Moqi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to teach him a few words, but he couldn't say anything.

If you make a mistake, just write a self-criticism. There is really no problem.

Zhuang Xingchen suddenly yawned: "I'm a little tired."

The meaning of chasing guests is very obvious.

The last time the nephew and uncle spoke so calmly seems to have been in the last century.

Even if Wen Moqi wanted to take this opportunity to ease the tit-for-tat between the two, he was a little bored when he heard 'Zhou Nan' order to evict guests.

"Okay." Wen Moqi stood up and said, "Go to sleep."

Zhuang Xingchen was very polite: "Okay, goodbye uncle."

Wen Moqi paused slightly, then continued to walk out, and closed the door of the ward for Zhuang Xingchen.

After leaving the ward, he went straight to Dr. Qiao's office.

"Qiao Le, is Zhou Nan's brain really okay?"

Qiao Le was very speechless: "You have also read the inspection report, and you accompanied the subsequent inspections. After you changed your career and became a big boss, you can't even understand the report? Is there any problem? Can't you see it? "

Wen Moqi squinted his eyes: "He called me 'uncle' twice tonight."

Qiao Le: "Isn't this good?"

Wen Moqi: "He swore that if he called me uncle again, he would eat shit."

Qiao Le: "..."

isn't it?

Is it so cruel?

Qiao Le: "But I think Xiao Nan is quite obedient now. It must be because of your bad attitude before that caused Xiao Nan's misunderstanding. Now that Xiao Nan wants to improve the relationship with you, you just need to accept your temper."

Wen Moqi still felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Nan's attitude before and after was too different.

If he really wanted to ease the relationship, Wen Moqi naturally had nothing to say.

In the ward.

After Zhuang Xingchen was sure that Wen Moqi would not come back, he picked up Zhou Nan's cell phone.

After unlocking with his fingerprint, he pressed his mobile phone number.

Before the call was made, the phone rang. Zhuang Xingchen saw the number and found it was his phone number.

He picked it up, and immediately there was a very familiar voice on the phone, it was the voice from his own body.

"You are... are..."

The other party seemed to be cautious, afraid of admitting the wrong person.

Zhuang Xingchen dropped four words: "WeChat video."

After hanging up the phone, he clicked on WeChat, found his WeChat account, and sent a WeChat video.

In the video, the face he had watched for 21 years appeared on the phone, it was his face.

Zhuang Xingchen: "Xiao Nan?"

Zhou Nan: "...the stars?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "It's me."

Zhou Nan immediately wailed: "Is it really you, Xing Xing! What's going on? I, my mother realized that I had changed as soon as I woke up, and my mother was stunned..."

There seemed to be someone beside Zhou Nan, and he spoke vaguely about the following words.

When the car hit him, it was Xing Xing who protected him.

Zhou Nan even had a big brain hole, wondering if Xingxing lost his life in order to save him, and he even robbed Xingxing's body to be reborn!

Zhuang Xingchen asked, "Where are you now?"

Zhou Nan: "I seem to be on the third floor of the Department of Orthopedics in the Inpatient Department, how about you?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "The sixth floor."

3 minute later.

The two stared at each other in the stairwell on the sixth floor.

Zhuang Xingchen found that seeing his body from another angle was actually very strange.

A plaster cast was applied to his right arm, his face was also very pale, the corners of his eyes were scratched, his hair was messed up, and his face was haggard.

Zhou Nan was a little at a loss: "Xing Xing, what is going on! Why is it like this all of a sudden?"

Zhuang Xingchen shook his head: "I don't know either."

Zhou Nan was very scared: "No, this is too weird, can't we tell anyone? Otherwise we will be arrested for autopsy!"

Zhuang Xingchen: "Do you think someone will believe you when you say it?"

Zhou Nan thinks about it too, if he speaks out, he will be regarded as crazy!

"It must be related to the car accident in the evening!" Zhou Nan was whimsical: "Otherwise, if we let the car hit it again, maybe it will change back! Isn't that how it is played on TV and in novels?"

Zhuang Xingchen asked back: "What if he didn't change back, but just crashed to death?"

Zhou Nan: "..."

Zhou Nan dismissed this idea immediately.

He has not yet been admitted to university, and he has not yet received the inheritance left by his parents.

He can't die yet!

"Then what should we do now? What if we can't get it back?"

Zhuang Xingchen still shook his head: "I'm also thinking of a way."

It is impossible to let the car hit again, not afraid of [-], just in case.

This risk is too great to try.

It's just that the solution is beyond thinking. The two sat on the steps, one with a plaster cast on his right hand and one with a plaster cast on his left leg. They sat for more than an hour, but still had no idea.

Zhou Nan: "Otherwise we..."

Before Zhou Nan finished speaking, Zhuang Xingchen suddenly raised his head and called out to the stairs: "Uncle."

Zhou Nan was surprised: "Your uncle is here? I don't seem to have seen your uncle..."

He followed Zhuang Xingchen's gaze towards the stairs.

Then, Zhou Nan saw Wen Moqi.

He froze.

That's right, he and Xingxing switched bodies!

The uncle that Xing Xing shouted with his own body, return!able!have!who!

Zhuang Xingchen still remembered that he was 'Zhou Nan' now, he took the initiative to hold on to the railing, stood up on one foot, and met Wen Moqi's sight: "I remember you went back."

Wen Moqi's tone was not very good: "You think I want to come? See for yourself what time is it?"

Zhuang Xingchen pressed the phone, 23:41.

There is a dedicated nurse in the VIP ward. The nurse found that 'Zhou Nan' was not in the ward, so she consulted the patient's family, thinking that the patient's family took the patient home.

This is not allowed in the hospital.

Therefore, the call came to Wen Moqina.

Wen Moqi had no choice but to go back to the hospital to find someone in person.

"You are tired from what you said, and you just ran here after I left?" Wen Moqi glanced at Zhou Nan who was on the side: "This is again..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Wen Moqi looked at Zhou Nan, frowning slightly.

Zhuang Xingchen had never lived in a VIP ward, so he really didn't know that the nurse would look for someone, and even asked Wen Moqi to come over in the middle of the night.

Zhuang Xingchen: "Sorry."

He apologized earnestly, looked at Zhou Nan silently, and said, "This is my...friend, Zhuang Xingchen."

Wen Moqi repeated, as if confirming the name: "Zhuang Xingchen?"

Zhou Nan clenched her fists, endured her disgust towards Wen Moqi, and nodded indifferently.

Wen Moqi glanced at 'Zhuang Xingchen' again, seeing Zhou Nan in Zhuang Xingchen's body, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and Wen Moqi didn't know why Wen Moqi kept staring at him.

It's impossible to recognize that he is actually Zhou Nan, right?

Zhou Nan was uncertain and worried at the same time.

But unexpectedly, Wen Moqi didn't say much, but quickly looked away, and said with a blank expression: "Hurry up and go back to me."

The words were spoken to his little nephew, and then he took the lead in striding out of the stairwell.

Zhuang Xingchen nodded to Zhou Nan, indicating that he would leave first.

Zhuang Xingchen returned to the ward, Wen Moqi's brows were still frowning.

Seeing him lying on the bed, Wen Moqi said coldly: "I don't want the next time, the patient will have to look like a patient. If you don't want to leave sequelae on your feet, just lie down obediently."

Zhuang Xingchen heard the concern under his indifference, and found that Zhou Nan's uncle was actually very kind to Zhou Nan.

I don't know why Zhou Nan and Wen Moqi have a bad relationship.

Zhuang Xingchen nodded: "Understood."

Wen Moqi suddenly said again: "Just now your friend named Zhuang Xingchen was the one who got bumped with you?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "Yes."

Wen Moqi didn't say anything more, told him to calm down and stop running around, and left.

late at night.

A low-key black Bentley drives under the neon lights.

On the phone, Qiao Le said in a puzzled tone, "Why do you want to see that child's case?"

Wen Moqi: "Look."

Wen Moqi carefully looked through Zhuang Xingchen's hospital records, and read the electronic report of the fracture film.

It's really not a big problem. The child is still young, so it will be fine to take care of it, and there will be no sequelae.

Wen Mo prayed for a while, then opened another photo album on the phone.

In this album, there are many archive photos, old and young, male and female.

Wen Moqi clicked on one of them, and the photo showed a boy about 15 years old.

The young man was exquisite and good-looking, but he was very silent.

He stood silently among several people in big white coats, and upon closer inspection, he seemed a little bit at a loss.

Name: Zhuang Xingchen.

Age: 15 years old.

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