Rebirth of Rong Shao

"I just want to disgust you." Rong Fei also imitated Long Zhanyun's tone and said, he really didn't know what he usually called Long Zhanyun.

"Heh! Your kid! I'm discharged from the hospital, do you want to come out to be happy at night? There is a young model team in Japan, so I will let your eyes shine!"

The young model team... Rong Fei pressed the corner of his eye, and it was indeed Rong Dashao's taste.

"Why don't you speak! Ouch! I forgot, Rong Shao, you are tired of playing with tender models. You like An Kaiwen's slender and artistic male model!" Long Zhanyun said in an exaggerated tone.

Rong Fei was looking through his phone at this time, and the best way to know that he called Long Zhanyun was to look at the name where his phone number was stored.

Ryusan?

Rong Fei paused when he turned to this name, only then did he remember that Long Zhanyun ranked third in the Long's family, and he had two married older sisters.

"Long San, do you know that I am in a wheelchair now?" Rong Fei asked amusedly.

"Hey! What are you afraid of! Those beautiful chicks will sit on your lap and put your arms around your neck one by one and call you Brother Rong! Waiting for you to drink upstairs will accompany you even when you go to the bathroom to urinate! Sitting in a wheelchair Sexy! They can’t wait to try what it feels like on a wheelchair!"

Rong Fei's face was full of black lines. This Long Zhanyun speaks really vulgarly, without the demeanor of a famous heir.

"I just left the hospital and want to take a good rest."

"Come on, there are no cats that don't steal fishy! You kid just feels ashamed of yourself! Okay, I'll let you go today, next time I go to ‘Storm’ and try again!"

"Jing Tao" is a high-end bar, and Rong Fei has been in the circle for so long and he knows what kind of place Jing Tao is. The waiters there, both men and women, are very handsome, and it is a place where many investors and senior executives in the entertainment industry often go to have fun.

"Well, next time." Rong Fei hung up the phone.

Lying on the bed sideways, he could imagine what kind of drunken life Rong Shao lived in the past. And this kind of life will also invade everything about Rong Fei.

Can he continue to be himself?

I don't know what the master is doing now. He should be uncomfortable to hear that something happened to him.

Wait... Master wouldn't have shut down the life-sustaining device just as he meant before, right? That way, even if I find a way back someday, I won’t be able to go back!

Rong Fei quickly dialed Master's phone, and his heart beat wildly.

"Hey..." Gao Weiyong's tired and vicissitudes voice rang from the other end of the phone.

Rong Fei's nose was sour, and he told himself to be calm. Gao Weiyong must still be sad for himself. He regarded Rong Fei as his own child, and even regarded Rong Fei as pride.

"Hello, is it Mr. Gao?"

"I am, who are you?"

"Oh... I'm Rong Fei's middle school classmate. I saw an accident in the newspaper, so I asked your company for your phone number... I don't know how Rong Fei is now?"

Gao Weiyong took a breath, which made Rong Fei nervous.

God bless, I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet!

"I really appreciate your concern. Rong Fei...has never been awake, and the doctor said there is no hope of waking up in the future...I wanted to turn off the life-sustaining equipment according to his instructions... but I can't do it..."

Can't get a hand? That is that I am not dead yet!

"Teacher...Mr. Gao...I know you must be very sad, please take care of yourself! I don't know which hospital Rong Fei is at now? I want to see him!"

"He's in the Second Municipal General Hospital...the intensive care unit on the eighth floor..."

"Special care ward?" Rong Fei was stunned. The life support system is expensive, costing thousands of yuan per day. Not to mention the price of the intensive care unit. Insurance is not enough. Where did Master get so much money to live in? In the intensive care unit?

"That day, my finger kept clicking on the switch, it was cruel! If I turned off the life-saving equipment, I would kill Xiao Fei! I can't do it! Mr. Su Zhen rushed over and asked me not to do that! Tell him I can’t do anything! For Xiao Fei, I have borrowed more than 100,000 from my friends, but it’s not enough! I can’t pay for the hospital’s expenses..."

"Mr. Su...what did he say?" Rong Fei swallowed, telling him intuitively that his life and death are only in the hands of Su Zhen.

"He said that he would pay for all hospital expenses, and begged me not to turn off the system!"

It's Su Zhen, it really is Su Zhen!

"I know Mr. Su is guilty, but the daily expenses are so much, I am afraid that he will not be able to afford it that day..."

"Don't worry, as long as Rong Fei is still alive now. I'll talk about things later..." Rong Fei comforted Master for a long, long time. The moment the phone hung up, he felt relaxed and inexplicably heavy.

Someone once estimated Su Zhen's assets. He holds Shengshi Huatian's stocks. Various remunerations are rare in the industry. He is conservatively estimated to have assets of hundreds of millions. It is not difficult to afford Rong Fei's hospital expenses. For Su Zhen, it was because he wanted Rong Fei to live, whether it was based on guilt or the friendship between himself and him who had eaten beef noodles together. At least Su Zhen did it sincerely and not for media hype. .

After the solution, Rong Fei stayed at home for a few days, reading all the books in the bookcase about acting and film positioning and investment. Occasionally, he could hear the servants in the house whispering.

"Do you feel that Rong Shao has changed?"

"Yeah, yeah! I accidentally bumped him when I was cleaning in the corridor that day, thinking he would lose his temper! I didn't expect that he was not angry at all, and said'careful' to me!"

"When I helped him downstairs, he still said'thank you' to me!"

"When he picked out the eggshell from the omelette this morning, I was so nervous that I was about to collapse! I didn't expect that he had eaten the omelette without any reaction!"

"Yeah...it's so weird!"

"Yes, it's weird!"

Rong Fei's brows trembled, he didn't lose his temper at them, he was described as "weird"? Shouldn't they be happy?

In the end... how irritable was Young Master Rong's temper in this house before?

"Xiao Fei!" Mrs. Rong knocked on the door and walked in, with some caution, "You have been in the room for several days. Would you like to go for a walk?"

"Oh... OK." Rong Fei nodded.

"I made an appointment with Mrs. Zhang to have tea and go shopping. If you are bored, how about going with me?"

"Okay!" Rong Fei had just removed the plaster yesterday, and he really needs activities.

There was another expression in Mrs. Rong's eyes, surprise and happiness intertwined.

"Are you sure to go with us? You always said that being with us older women is a waste of life..."

Rong Fei's brows trembled again, and Mrs. Rong's eyes were full of expectation. Everything in her life surrounded her husband and son. Before that, Rong Dashao hurt her too deeply, no matter how much she spoiled her son, she couldn't get Rong Dasao's mother and son affection. Rong Fei was also very curious about this. The discord between Young Master Rong and his father is completely understandable, but why would he and Mrs. Rong do the same?

"Go. Didn't you say that you envy Mrs. Zhang's son to go shopping with her? Today I will accompany you." Rong Fei got up and put on his coat, came to Mrs. Rong's side and took her arm. "Let's go, mom." ."

Mrs. Rong was dreaming, with her palm covering the back of Rong Fei's hand, as if she was afraid that her son's tenderness would suddenly disappear.

Rong's car drove to the most famous luxury shopping mall in the city. From beauty, leisure, shopping, and entertainment, it is the favorite place of ladies and ladies.

Mrs. Zhang arrived first. She watched Rong Fei get out of the car, holding on to the roof to prevent Mrs. Rong from hitting her head when she got out of the car. This was originally something the driver did, but Rong Fei made it more considerate.

Mrs. Zhang greeted him with an incredible expression, "Le Yun! Is that really Rong Shao? Didn't he never accompany you out to go shopping for tea? Today is really the sun coming out from the west!"

Rong Fei took Mrs. Rong's arm and suppressed his shyness. He smiled and said, "Aunt Zhang, I know I used to be an unfilial son, but my filial piety has nothing to do with the sun!"

Mrs. Zhang also laughed, but the words in her mouth were not very pleasant, "Of course, now Rong Dong has frozen your credit card. It's useless. It's not good for your mother. Who will pay for your mess!" "

Mrs. Rong frowned, just about to say something. Unexpectedly, Rong Fei rubbed his head against Mrs. Rong’s forehead. He looked like a big boy who acted like a baby to his mother. My mother doesn’t love me anymore, that’s terrible. Mom, I’m ashamed and can’t afford a mink coat and a crocodile bag for you. I can only stick to you like this!"

Mrs. Rong trembled slightly, and rubbed Rong Fei's head with her hand. Mrs. Zhang on the side was silent.

The three of them walked into the designer store, and the weather was getting colder in autumn, and they planned to choose two coats.

Mrs. Zhang wore jewels and a diamond ring in her hands and moved rows of clothes, almost blinding Rong Fei's eyes. Looking back at Mrs. Rong, she seemed to know very well what kind of color and style suits her, so she picked one out and looked at it carefully.

Rong Fei glanced at the price and couldn't help but confuse himself, but thinking of Mrs. Rong's identity, the price seemed reasonable again. Of course he would not drag Mrs. Rong stupidly like in a TV series, saying that the clothes are too expensive, and then drag her to some civilian department store.

"Mom, try it if you feel good-looking!"

"Okay." Mrs. Rong went in to try on, Rong Fei sat on the sofa and flipped through the magazine casually.

After a while, Mrs. Rong came out wearing that dark gray coat.

"How about? Does this color look old-fashioned?" Mrs. Rong stood in front of the mirror and looked at the front and behind.

"No, it's pretty good-looking."

"Body shape?" Mrs. Rong smiled, "Since I have you, body shape has nothing to do with me."

"Really." Rong Fei stood up and said with a serious look, "Look, the shoulders, here, waist, here are all very well collected, and this fur collar is very fashionable after wearing it, just like a movie. The same as a star."

Mrs. Rong was praised by her son, and Mrs. Zhang on the side turned to look at them from time to time.

"Then I choose this one?"

"Well, that's it!" Mrs. Rong took out the credit card to pay.

Mrs. Zhang followed closely. Rong Fei looked back and saw that she was almost choked by her saliva before visiting a store. She had already bought seven or eight of them! Rong Fei didn't even see her trying on.

"Aunt Zhang, you can buy clothes without trying them? What if they don't fit?" Rong Fei asked in surprise.

"What's the matter. Don't wear it if it doesn't fit." Mrs. Zhang opened her purse, still the few rings, shaking Rong Fei away from her face.

When I walked out of this shop, I saw Mrs. Zhang’s driver carrying large bags and small bags behind her. Instead, Rong Fei was carrying Mrs. Rong’s clothes and walking in front of them, holding her hand, just looking at them. His back makes people feel jealous.

"Hmph... I haven't seen such filial piety before, now I know I'm working hard when I get into trouble."