A heartthrob's daily life through books [Quick Transmigration]

When Juan Qingshu woke up, her head was still a little dizzy, she looked at the drip hanging beside her, and knew that she should be saved, so she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.

Juan Qingshu was awakened by the strong discomfort in his stomach. He opened his eyes and looked at the environment he was in. It was a very tidy room. The pure white room had a peaceful atmosphere. There are a few pots of fresh plants, and there are fresh lilies on the bedside cabinet. The soft sunlight just shone down, making all the objects quiet and comfortable together.

Juan Qingshu thought he would be in the hospital, after all, he was seriously injured, but judging from the current situation, he seemed to be in someone else's home.

Juan Qingshu leaned on the wall and walked out of the house, and when he went downstairs, he saw servants in twos and threes looking up at him.

"The guest is awake?" the elder butler asked.

Juan Qingshu nodded calmly.

The housekeeper bowed towards Juanqing and asked, "Young master ordered his servants to warm the porridge for you before leaving. The guest is awake, do you want some?"

"Well, thank you."

"I ordered someone to deliver it to the restaurant."

Juan Qingshu nodded, turned around and entered the dining room, sat at the table and waited quietly.

Along with the porridge, there were also a few light side dishes, which were quite tasty, and Juan Qingshu ate some quietly.

Looking at the newspaper on the coffee table, Juan Qingshu sat on the sofa and read yesterday's newspaper. The information of the protagonist Juan Siming occupied a large part of the newspaper. Character traits and biographies.

After ordering the housekeeper to fetch old newspapers, Juan Qingshu sat on the sofa and read one by one.Looking at it, it was ten minutes after sunset.

When Wei Shen entered the door, he saw a young man in loose pajamas sitting on the sofa, carefully looking at the delicate appearance of the newspaper in his hand.

Juan Qingshu turned her head to look at the handsome young man who had saved him, straightened up, walked into the dining room, opened the chair by the dining table for the young man, and turned around to sit on the opposite side.

Looking at the sick and pale young man, the young man's cold and handsome demeanor could not help softening a bit, "Are you waiting for me to eat?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded.

The servant put away Weishen's shoes, took off his coat and hung it up, Weishen washed his hands, took the new towel handed to him by the servant and wiped off the water stains on his hands, walked to Juan Shuqing's side, sat down Rolling on the seat stretched out.

"Weishen, my name."

"Curly love comfort."

Neither of them are chatty characters, and after exchanging names, they stopped talking.There is only a light chewing sound in the air, and the meal is peaceful and comfortable.

After eating, Juan Qingshu went back to his room, and Weishen went to his studio.

In the early morning of the next day, Weishen, who finished his morning jog, saw Juan Qingshu waiting for his meal at the dining table, sitting on the chair that Juan Qingshu had opened for him, and the two of them were having breakfast peacefully.

Weishen was about to get up after eating, Juan Qingshu looked up at him, pushed the warm milk to Weishen, lowered her eyes and continued to eat the wonton in the bowl.

Weishen looked at the side face of the young man who swallowed softly, with a faint gentle smile in his eyes, raised his glass, drank all the milk in it, got up and left the restaurant.

After the boy finished his breakfast, he sat back on the sofa, flipped through a series of newspapers, and read information about Juan Siming.

Lin Qingshu was not called Lin Qingshu, but Juan Qingshu. He was supposed to be the eldest son of Juan, living a noble life with no worries about food and clothing.

When Juan Qingshu's mother gave birth to him, she happened to be on a business trip with Juan Jinan, and Mrs. Juan, who was born prematurely, gave birth in the same delivery room as Lin's mother, who gave birth at the same time, in a county hospital.

Lin's mother and Lin's father are well-known gamblers in the local area. They also smoked random things from time to time, tossing away their ancestors' savings, and owed a whole lot of debt. They knew that their children would only follow themselves if they followed them. In order to let his children enjoy a better education and a better life, he secretly married his children with Mrs. Juan's The child switched things up.

Originally, this kind of thing should have been discovered, but after Mrs. Juan gave birth to Juan Qingshu, she bled profusely and collapsed. At that time, the county hospital had limited medical conditions, and Mrs. Juan lost blood and died on the way to the city hospital.

The matter of exchanging children was drowned in the chaotic funeral.

Lin Siming lived a luxurious life in Juan's house under the identity of Juan Qingshu, and Juan Qingshu followed his adoptive parents for countless days and nights, avoiding those gangsters who came to collect debts.

It wasn't until Lin's father and Lin's mother came to the city where Lin Siming lived that they stopped running around and settled down temporarily. While secretly observing their parents and children from a distance, they sent Juan Shuqing to help them day and night Working and defrauding them of money, if Juan Shuming didn't like them a little bit, punching and kicking were just the easiest lessons. They often refused to give Juan Shuming a meal, and often threw him into the toilet to kneel on the clothesboard as a punishment.When Lin's father was around, he would often wave his belt to whip the roll to feel comfortable.

If it was just these things, Juan Qingshu would not have ended up like that.It's just that Juan Jinan later married another wife, and two years later gave birth to the second son of the Juan family.

This Mrs. Fang Juan is very lucky. She found out about the son-changing incident when she checked it out. He threatened Juan Siming with this matter, and at the same time coaxed the Lin family's parents into paying huge usury debts. How could the Lin family's parents afford it? It's not to encourage Juan Qingshu to do some dirty things to get the lowest living conditions.

Including the case of Juan Shuming being tortured to death by the people in the clubhouse, we can get a glimpse of this lady's handwriting.

It's just that Mrs. Juan is full of calculations, but she doesn't know that her family's parents and children have long had deep-rooted affection for Juan Siming. After a battle of wits and courage, Juan Siming finally won the final victory. To win the beauty, to win the love of his younger brother.

Juan Siming killed Juan Qingshu without bloodshed, and defeated Mrs. Juan with the strategy of saving the country with curves. After all, Juan Qingshu was dead at that time, and Juan Minglun was the last heir of the Juan family. He has won the identity of the heir of the Juan family.

Juan Shuqing looked at the newspaper calmly, thinking whether he should have a normal life before having a perfect life.

During dinner, Weijia welcomed a new guest, a young doctor.After a few conversations, Juan Qingshu knew that he was the doctor who treated her illness.

The young doctor introduced himself, "I am Wei Ze, Wei Shen's younger brother."

"Volume Shuqing."

Wei Ze nodded, although he had an unruly expression on his face, but he was suspicious of the young man's indifferent attitude. After thinking about it, he said, "Your spleen is ruptured, I made you a small one." Surgery, cut some off. Pay more attention in the future, don’t fight, don’t get injured.”

Juan Shuqing, who was eating, had a piece of meat in his mouth. Weize's words made him feel a little uncomfortable, and the meat stuck in his throat. Picking up the napkin and wiping the corners of his mouth, he stood up, "Well, I will pay attention, thank you Doctor Wei for reminding me. I'm done eating, let's go first."

Juan Shuqing got up and walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and there was the sound of vomiting that Juan Qingshu suppressed as much as possible from the bathroom, faint and seemingly absent.

A mischievous chuckle appeared on Wei Ze's face.

Weishen glanced at Wei Ze displeasedly, "You shouldn't talk nonsense."

The corners of Wei Ze's lips curled slightly, "Am I wrong? I'm just telling the truth. What's more, he thanked me just now, didn't he?"

Juan Qingshu rinsed her mouth, but felt that her mouth was still bitter, brushed her teeth again, and then felt that the breath in her mouth was fresher, she left the bathroom and walked into her room.

Juan Qing, who was sitting by the bed, looked at the plants in the window and just stayed there quietly.The wind by the window blew up the pure white curtains, caressing the young man's pale and innocent cheeks.

Wei Shen knocked on the door, "Can I come in?"

"Please come in." Juan Qingshu said.

Wei Shen walked in, and Wei Ze behind him also walked in.

With the medicine box in his hand, Wei Ze walked to the side of the bed and looked at the boy on the bed, "I'll change your medicine today. Take off your clothes and pants, and lie down on the bed.

Shu Yiyan stood up from the bed and took off her shirt, revealing the scattered scars on her body and the long bandage around her waist.

Juan Qingshu put his hands on the waist of his trousers, showing a bit of hesitation on his face. Although the other party was a doctor, he was still not used to taking off his trousers in front of others.

Seeing Juan Qingshu's hesitation, Wei Ze showed displeasure between his brows, and urged, "Take off your pants, there are knife wounds on your legs. Also, don't waste my time, my hourly salary is not like yours." People can afford it."

Juanqing loosened his pants, and his extremely pale and skinny body was displayed in front of the two of them.

Wei Ze carefully removed the gauze from the boy's body, put on ointment on him, and wrapped it up again.

"This is the best medicine for wounds. After using it, you won't even leave a single scar on your body," Wei Ze said.

"Thank you, Doctor Wei." Juan Qingshu said quietly.

Although I still couldn't hear the gratitude in the boy's words, the boy's thanks still made Wei Ze feel a little more comfortable, and the rough way of applying the medicine couldn't help but become more delicate. Thinking of the shocking wounds when we first met, Wei Ze He couldn't help asking, "How did you get this injury?"

"I made it myself."

Wei Ze is not a good-tempered person, and the young man's open and honest lie made him feel unhappy, so he put a little more force on the hand that applied the medicine, "Little children don't live long."

The sudden increase in pain made Juan Qingshu's whole body tense, and she gasped slightly with her slightly parted lips before re-adapting to the sudden increase in pain on her back.

Seeing the cold sweat on the young man's body due to the pain, Wei Ze didn't speak any more, but focused more on applying the medicine.

Most of the boy's injuries were healed, and his fair complexion and slender frame were revealed. Only then did Wei Ze realize that the boy's frame was slender and beautiful. If it weren't for these faded scars and too thin figure, the boy's figure should be is excellent.

Wei Ze raised his hand to pinch the young man's slender chin, raised it slightly, revealing the young man's delicate and handsome face, but the young man lowered his eyes so that people could not see the expression on his face clearly.

"open one's eyes."

The boy still lowered his eyes.

"I want you to open your eyes." Wei Ze said, exerting strength on his hands.

The boy opened his eyes painfully.

Looking into the young man's eyes, Wei Ze lost his mind for a moment, what a pair of calm and indifferent eyes, they are as tempting and depraved as an abyss, and like a cold moon hanging high in the starry sky, making people feel unattainable for no reason.

The young man raised his hand and waved away Wei Ze's hand that hurt him, "I advise you to be kind."

Wei Ze sneered as if he had heard some funny joke, "Honest? How do you write these two words? Doctor Wei never knows."

The young man looked up at him, "If there is a chance, I will teach you."

Wei Ze stared at the young man's exquisite and handsome face, and couldn't help being stunned. This was the first time in his life that he looked at a person so seriously, and only then did he realize that Juan Qingshu was so handsome that even his eyes were high. At the top, he couldn't help being dazed.

The boy pushed away his hand, got up and put on the loose light blue pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed, and continued to look at the flowers in the window.

The wide pajamas made the young man thinner and thinner. Wei Ze looked at him, thinking of the criss-crossing scars on the young man's body, frowned, sat beside the young man, looked down at the handsome side face of the young man, "You don't seem to be doing well, Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"You've helped me. Thank you," said the boy.

The boy's tone was still cold, but Wei Ze still heard gratitude from his calm voice.This is the first time that Wei Ze understands that some people's gratitude is hidden in their hearts.

"Maybe you need some other things, things that make your life better, such as clothes, such as money, such as a car, such as a house?"

"Thank you, but I don't need a handout."

Wei Ze didn't speak any more, but just stared at this young man who had always been indifferent and alienated.

Wei Shen has been standing by the side watching Juan Qingshu quietly, after Wei Ze left, he stood for a while, and said the longest sentence he has ever said to the boy, "You can stay with me forever .”

"Thank you." said the boy.

That night, Wei Ze did not leave the villa, but rested in the guest room overnight.