There is no relationship between him and Qi Ruishan, let alone a father-son relationship.

Qi Ruishan asked Qi Bai not to say angry words:

How are we okay? When your mother divorced you and didn't want you, am I not your only relative? You have my blood on you.

As for your aunt and your sister, they are two women. Your sister is going to marry in the future. How can she inherit my family business? Your aunt is also getting old, and you won't need your support at that time, your sister will take care of it.

I can still give you a loan for a new house for more than ten years. When you get married and have your own children, I will transfer the two houses to your name. At that time, it will be easier for you to repay the loan yourself.

Seeing the news, Qi Bai laughed sarcastically.

This man is as macho and self-confident as always, thinking that no one cares about his money and should be driven by his arrangements.

But he generally knew Qi Ruishan's income. He had only paid off the loan for the previous set, and it was beyond his expectation that he could buy a new villa so quickly.

[Qi Baishi divides the white]: But what should we do? I will never get married and have children.

[Qi Baishi's confession]: My boyfriend and I have a very good relationship and are already engaged. Apart from him, I will never have another person in my life.

[Qi Baishi's share]: As for your money... If you don't want to give it to Bo Ningnan, you can work hard with Bo Yingying. I'll congratulate you in advance on getting a son.

Qi Bai was so angry that he didn't pay for his life, and with just a few words, Qi Ruishan turned his face.

Qi Ruishan held down the voice button and scolded, what a little beast, a perverted homosexual, but a red exclamation mark was displayed when he sent it.

Qi Bai actually blocked him again!

He punched the cotton and took a sigh of relief. Qi Ruishan sat on the sofa panting heavily, his blood pressure soaring.

After blackmailing Qi Ruishan, Qi Bai rolled over with the quilt and closed his eyes to continue his sleep.

Today he made an appointment to take Erisc to the famous scenic spots in Nanfeng City, but it was still too early for the agreed time.

There is an ancient temple in Nanfeng City. The incense is very prosperous. It is continuously worshipped 365 days a year. The government allocated funds to repair it in the past two years, and the original antique temple became more and more magnificent.

The most important thing is that there are colorful paintings left by the ancients on the top of the temple, with red, blue and yellow as the keynote, the colors are bright and beautiful.

Qi Bai is going to take Erisc to see the superb painting skills of ancient Chinese artisans.

The temple is built on the top of the mountain, the mist is misty in the morning, and the hall at the top is like a fairyland falling into the clouds, but climbing the mountain is a physical task, so Qi Bai took the time to recharge his batteries.

When Qi Baimeng returned to Duke Zhou, Professor Jiang went out early, but the purpose was not the school, but the hospital.

After a series of physical examinations, the old doctor wearing a mask told Jiang Jianzhi:

"You're in good health and there's nothing wrong with you."

Jiang Jianzhi read all the inspection reports with the rigor of reading papers, and finally raised his head and asked the doctor:

"Is the heart function okay?"

Seeing his serious appearance, the gray-haired old doctor reassured him:

"I confirm that there is nothing wrong with your body, but your resistance is a little weaker. You should exercise more regularly and get more sun."

Professor Jiang frowned in silence.

Seeing Jiang Jianzhi's serious appearance, he came to do a general physical examination early in the morning. The old doctor thought about it and asked with concern:

"Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

Professor Jiang nodded slightly.

"Describe your feelings in detail." The old doctor's expression became a little more serious, and he opened the black pen to prepare to record.

Jiang Jianzhi thought for a while, then slowly said:

"Uneasy, dreaming of dreams that I have never had before, and it seems that my attention is not as concentrated as before."

The old doctor wrote down the symptoms and asked:

"It sounds like mental exhaustion caused by not enough rest. You should pay more attention to rest at ordinary times, is there anything else?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "...Sometimes there will be arrhythmia."

The old doctor wrote down again: "What about the frequency of the arrhythmia? Does it happen often?"

Professor Jiang shook his head: "Occasionally."

The old doctor also frowned, thought for a while, and finally asked:

"Under what circumstances did you develop these symptoms? Was it suddenly or was there any triggering factor?"

Medically speaking, there are many reasons for restlessness and arrhythmia. Jiang Jianzhi's examination report did not have any problems, and the doctor did not dare to draw conclusions easily, so he could only ask a few more questions.

There is no need to think about this question. Professor Jiang knows exactly under what circumstances these abnormal situations will occur.

After listening to Professor Jiang, the old doctor swiped his hand to write down the symptoms, then raised his head and stared at him:

"Because of one person??"

Jiang Jianzhi nodded calmly: "Yes."

Old doctor: "..."

The medical assistant on the side also turned to Jiang Jianzhi in disbelief, thinking: What did I hear?

The old doctor held the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and carefully read the symptoms Jiang Jianzhi just said again, and then:

"…………"

The old doctor twitched the corner of his mouth, put down his pen and looked at Jiang Jianzhi, his expression and tone were equally serious:

"Mr. Jiang, are you kidding me?"

"Doctor's time is precious, do you know that?"

Professor Jiang, whose time is equally precious, shook his head: "I am asking you very seriously, whether I have a problem with my body function."

Old doctor: "????"

Jiang Jianzhi's expression was too serious, as if he had nothing to do, he came to the hospital to entertain the doctor.

Therefore, the old doctor had to take a serious look at the young 'patient' in front of him. ’

Old Doctor: Did he think wrong?

Is his path narrowed?

What if it is not the sweetheart, but the sudden illness caused by the enemy?

Thinking of this, the old doctor cautiously asked:

"How old is the person who caused your symptoms?"