After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 218 coma
The upset Zhan Hanjue saw Xuan Wei's sullen look from a distance, and asked in a deep voice:
"Is the arm fixed?"

Xuan Wei immediately came back to her senses, nodded heavily, but before she could speak, two lines of tears had already flowed down her cheeks.

Seeing Zhan Hanjue frowned again, Xuan Wei realized that his patience was about to run out, so she stopped crying.

Sniffing gently, she suddenly raised her head, blinked her watery eyes, and explained cautiously:
"Dad, it's really none of my business that Ms. Ling accidentally fell from the building. Please believe me. I really have no bad intentions. I just want to read Mom's diary. However, Ms. Ling seems to have some prejudice against me. , not only refused to agree to my small request, but also pushed me very hard. It was because of her push that I fell heavily on the railing."

"You mean, she pushed you?"

"Ah."

Xuan Wei thought to herself that the monitoring in the corridor on the second floor of the laboratory had already been damaged. As long as she firmly insisted on this point, even if Zhan Hanjue became suspicious, she would never be able to find evidence.

Zhan Hanjue didn't believe what Xuanwei said at all, so he threw out some words and ended the topic hastily:
"No matter what, you have to remember that she was the one who gave you a hand in the end. The grace of saving your life should be repaid by the spring. I have asked Baihu to rush to customize the honorary pennant. During the run on Monday, you will give it to me personally." Send it away."

"Can"

"There's nothing wrong with it. If the arm is healed, go back with Baihu to recuperate."

"My arm hurts badly. I'm afraid I won't be able to attend classes recently." In order to avoid presenting Ling Mo with an honorary pennant, Xuan Wei even thought of taking a two-week suspension from school.

"If you don't go, don't go. Remember to come to the school on Monday, and thank you in front of the teachers and students of the school."

Zhan Hanjue knew that a vain and face-saving girl like Xuanwei would never be able to shame herself into doing such a thing.

In order to make things difficult for her, he didn't mind finding something for her to do from time to time.

"I see."

Xuan Wei hangs her head sullenly, more and more unable to understand why Zhan Hanjue did such things as turning his elbows outward?

Could it be that the result of the paternity test is not worth Ling Mo's few words?

compartment.

Qin Beiming was kneeling on one knee, carefully treating the scratch on Ling Mo's knee.

Her knee wasn't badly hurt, just a little scratched.

But Qin Beiming looked very angry, with a cold face, and said in a cold voice:
"You broke your knee, and you still say you're fine?"

"Isn't it just a little scrape? It's fine."

Ling Mo stretched out his hand subconsciously, trying to cover the slightly red and swollen part of his knee.

Seeing this, Qin Beiming swept her hand aside angrily, and said in a deep voice:

"Just finished applying the medicine, don't rub it."

"Oh."

Ling Mo withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

I thought that Qin Beiming was angry with her again, and planned to coax him with words, but he didn't expect his emotions to come and go quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he gave her a slight glance as if nothing happened. Some hot knees.

Ling Mo lowered his eyes and fixedly looked at Qin Beiming, whose complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot, but whose movements were extremely gentle, and asked curiously:
"Third Master, how did you manage to be fierce and gentle?"

"You'd better be quiet. If there is another time, I can't guarantee what I will do in a fit of anger."

Qin Beiming spoke harsh words with a solemn face.

However, he didn't expect Ling Mo to be obedient in his heart.

Ling Mo has always done things casually, and wanting her to follow the rules is tantamount to wishful thinking.

"understood."

Ling Mo answered softly.

In a trance, she was suddenly a little unpredictable. How could she be so afraid of Qin Beiming?

If you count the long years spent in the alien space, she is estimated to be hundreds of years old.

Let me ask, isn't it a ridiculous thing for a hundred-year-old ancestor to be taken aback by a bastard in his early twenties?
In order to hold up the posture of his ancestor, Ling Mo instantly raised his legs, raised his chin slightly, and said a little arrogantly:

"If you criticize me again, I will lift the coffin board and dunk on your head."

Qin Beiming raised his eyes, looked at Ling Mo with a silly face, and smiled dotingly:
"It's over, my brain probably fell off."

"I was serious."

"Ah."

Qin Beiming responded perfunctorily. After treating the wound on her knee, his deep eyes began to look at her again and again, "Is there any bump?"

"Gone."

Ling Mo raised his legs slightly, and after he put down his trousers in a hurry, he suddenly shrank to a corner.

In fact, the wound on her knee was well covered, so he shouldn't have seen it.

Unexpectedly, based on her posture when she fell from the building, he could accurately determine where she had landed.

It was precisely because of this that at this moment she was terrified that Qin Beiming would suddenly lift up her clothes and check her lower back.

The moment she fell from the building, her lower back was also twisted.

But it's just a little pain, it's not a problem at all.

"The waist is twisted too? Let me see."

While speaking, Qin Beiming's hand was already on her waistline.

Noticing that her body trembled suddenly, he couldn't help but smile slightly:
"So sensitive?"

"Sensitive to your size, I'm ticklish."

Ling Mo blushed, and quietly turned his head away.

She is not easily shy, but Qin Beiming is too bad.

You have to get so close, so close that you can almost hear his pounding heartbeat.

"It's rare, you also have something to be afraid of."

Qin Beiming heard the noise outside the cubicle, and then reluctantly removed the hand resting on her waist.

As soon as he let go, Ling Mo rushed out of the cubicle like a rabbit.

The main reason why he slipped so fast was that Qin Beiming was so flirtatious.

Qin Beiming, who has slowly opened up recently, is like a walking ambiguous atmosphere maker.In such a narrow and cramped space as a cubicle, the hormones in his body exploded geometrically.

If you don't flee the scene quickly, you really don't know what will happen next.

Outside the cubicle, Ling Tian looked like a walking corpse, sitting on a low stool, while the school doctor performed emergency treatment for the whip wound on her arm.

When wiping povidone iodine for local disinfection, the school doctor's movements became a lot gentler.

Not only that, he raised his head and asked Ling Tian from time to time:

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

"It doesn't hurt."

Ling Tian shook her head, with a hint of forbearance in her voice.

She had already recognized the facts, and realized that she was no longer the spoiled little princess who wanted the wind to win the wind and the rain to win the rain, so she quietly put away the pretentious way before.

Ling Mo intentionally tested Ling Tian's adaptability, and while the school doctor was out to go to the bathroom, he pushed the two-meter-high screen behind Ling Tian towards her back.

Ling Tian realized something was wrong in an instant, turned around suddenly, raised her fist, and hit the screen that was about to hit her back with one fist.

In the next moment, there was a muffled "bang", and the solid wood screen was pierced by Ling Tian's fist.

"He's pretty good at it."

Ling Mo raised the corners of his lips, and slowly walked out from behind Ling Tian, ​​meeting Ling Tian's almond eyes full of resentment.

"Ling Mo, don't be too complacent. Good and evil will be rewarded!" Ling Tian's chest heaved violently, and the thick foundation on her face was cracked due to her slightly ferocious expression at the moment.

"This is more applicable to you."

Ling Mo replied lightly, and suddenly understood why Ling Tian suddenly changed her style and put on such heavy makeup.

Come to think of it, after Ling Tian's body was transformed, she still couldn't completely suppress the toxicity of the old crying.

The so-called mutation transformation can at most make her physically stronger and make her pain-sensing nerves more sluggish, but it doesn't mean that mutation can restrain the old man's especially terrible sequelae of crying.

Sequelae such as hair loss and sallow skin are still unavoidable
Ling Tian glared at Ling Mo viciously, and frowned in displeasure:
"What are you looking at?"

"I just want to see how you are doing recently. I am relieved to know that you are not doing well."

As Ling Mo said, seeing Ling Tian's face flushed red from her anger, and she looked like she was going to tear someone up, she walked out of the school infirmary with a happy face.

……

In the next week, Ling Tian completely died down, and Xuan Wei kept recuperating at home, claiming to be sick.

Ling Mo managed to live a quiet life for a few days, but he was also happy and at ease.

When I have nothing to do, I always like to make all kinds of medicines in the study.

Unexpectedly, Xuanwei, whose left arm improved a little, stopped for a few days, and then started acting like a demon again.

Qin Beiming, who had been on a business trip for a whole week, went straight to No. [-] Taoli Street as soon as he returned to Linjiang.

Regardless of the smell of Chinese medicine all over Ling Mo's body, he pressed the wall and there was a long and lingering kiss.

"Bastard, can you do some personnel work?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at the two kissing inseparably at the entrance with quite a headache, and felt that one head was bigger than the other.

"Why are you still here?"

Qin Beiming looked at Zhan Hanjue dissatisfiedly, and directly turned Ling Mo to the terrace.

However, before he had kissed enough, Mrs. Qin suddenly called:
"Beibei, that impostor called me today. She said that she had a broken left arm and had been recuperating at home for many days. She wanted you to come and give her tuition, but I refused."

"Ah."

"In recent days, you must be more careful in your actions. That counterfeit has a deep obsession with you. Unless you are poor from now on, it may not be easy to make her give up." Mrs. Qin worried. exhorted.

"Don't worry about it."

Qin Beiming rubbed Ling Mo's lips with his fingertips, and he was almost exhausted after not seeing each other for a week.

At this moment, he has completely ignored other miscellaneous trivial matters.

Ling Mo gently moved Qin Beiming's hand away, and proposed in a deep voice:
"It's better to hire a tutor for her to help her with her homework one-on-one. Right now, she is still occupying the status of grandma's savior. If she doesn't act like this, grandma will definitely be gossiped about."

"Mo Bao'er is here too! You see, I'm such an idiot, I actually called Beibei in the middle of the night. Is it not delaying your 'business'?" Mrs. Qin burst into joy when she heard Ling Mo's voice. .

"We didn't do anything."

Ling Mo said with a guilty conscience, unexpectedly Qin Beiming hung up the phone directly.

"Why did you hang up on grandma's phone?"

"She wouldn't mind."

"But."

"I'll find a few people to help Xuanwei with her homework in a while, and monitor her in real time. Let me hug her for a while, just for a while." Qin Beiming's voice trembled slightly, and his cold body slammed towards Ling Mo blindly.

"Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Ling Mo faintly sensed something was wrong, and shook his body lightly.

Unexpectedly, he passed out in a daze.

"Third Master."

Ling Mo helped him to the side seat in panic, and hurriedly checked his pulse.

Noticing that his pulse was a little more chaotic than before, she felt extremely anxious.

The terrace was very windy, and she was about to carry him back to the room, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a message sent to him by Mr. Smith:
【Old Qin, I'm not kidding you.Your condition is getting worse and worse, and you must not procrastinate any longer.All you can do now is to get her pregnant as soon as possible.If her blood can relieve your ailments, the children of both of you should be able to do the same.At that time, if your heart is on the verge of failure, or other organs are on the verge of failure, at least there is still a guarantee, right? 】

Ling Mo stared blankly at the phone screen, and it took him a while to recover.

According to Mr. Smith, the poison on Qin Beiming's body seems to be cured only by their children.

And the "guarantee" that Mr. Smith said should be to exchange the lives of their children for Qin Beiming's life, right?

This is so unfair to children.
Ling Mo took a deep breath, staring blankly at the unconscious Qin Beiming, with mixed feelings in his heart.

At this moment, she suddenly had some doubts about Qin Beiming's purpose of approaching her.

Coupled with his urgent appearance just now, she even had some doubts that he really wanted to use their children to relieve the poison on his body.

If so, what should she do?
It is obviously unrealistic for her to leave him at this juncture.

But she really couldn't stand the approach with ulterior motives.

"Third Master, don't lie to me."

Ling Mo silently suppressed the sadness in his eyes, pretending nothing happened, and carefully carried him into the bedroom.

In fact, if Qin Beiming is willing to communicate with her, she will definitely consider the feasibility of this matter.

She will try her best to save his life without harming the child.

However, Qin Beiming didn't say anything, which made her feel that his approach from the beginning was very purposeful.

Even being nice to her was all because of profit.

Sitting dazedly by Qin Beiming's bed all night, Ling Mo's mood has been stuck in a trough, and he can't get out no matter what.

It wasn't until he woke up slowly that she turned her head slowly, "Are you awake?"

"Am I sick again?"

"Ah."

"Did it hurt you?" Qin Beiming sat up and asked with concern.

"No."

Ling Mo shook his head, put one hand on his chest, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito:
"Last night, after you answered grandma's call, you passed out. You didn't hurt me, but my heart hurts badly, as if it was stabbed by an arrow, and it hurts."

(End of this chapter)