That was the first time he cried when he had the impression.

The dean's mother cried.

Later, he started to apply medicine on his hands one after another, pay attention to keep warm, and pay attention to promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. When he was young, he took medicine on time every day, just like writing a diary at a fixed time, and the frostbite on his hand finally subsided.

The medicine was given to the dean's mother by the Chinese medicine grandfather next door to the Fu.. Lee Hospital.

Later, when he understood things, he often went to the next door to give medicine to the grandfather of traditional Chinese medicine. The old man had no children and no daughters, and lived alone in the capital city. He usually liked to talk to the medicinal materials. Later, when he went, he talked to him. . Gradually, the prescription for treating frostbite was also kept in his mind.

It's a pity that the old grandfather passed away before he became an adult.

Went very peacefully.

The courtyard was drying medicinal herbs, and on the rocking chair lay a closed-eyed grandfather.

Rong Qiu quickly withdrew from his memory.

He got up and took out a blank page of paper and a pen from the drawer. The man bowed his head with a gentle expression, his hand bones moved gently, and the tip of the pen quickly left a few lines of handsome handwriting on the paper.

"All right."

Qin Muye didn't take the paper he handed over immediately.

Looking at the pen in Qin Muye's hand, Rong Qiu threw out a beautiful pen flower: "It's very useful."

This pen was given to him by Qin Muye, but Rong Qiu wanted to use the pen that Qin Muye gave him in exchange for the one he gave Qin Muye.

It was the pen of hope and pride poured into him by the Dean and Auntie of Fu.. Lee.

Like his eyes, it was a faint blue.

But before he could say anything, Qin Muye suddenly stood up.

"I have something else to do, I'll go back first."

"Okay. I'll take you there."

"No, I'll go talk to my brother again."

"Then go slowly."

The conversation between Rong Qiu and Qin Muye suddenly became very white and embarrassing.

Rong Qin raised his head, his head and neck were about to break.

Seeing that Rong Qiu sent Qin Muye out and came back alone, Rong Qin asked tentatively, "Have you made peace with Qin Muye?"

"Reconciliation? What reconciliation?"

Rong Qin wanted to say whether they were talking together, but judging from their state, it was like, "It's just to let go of the past."

After being mentioned by Rong Qin, Rong Qiu realized that his attitude towards Qin Muye seemed to have improved recently. Rong Qiu clutched his chest, very strange, when he just regained his memory, he saw Qin Muye's heart aches. But now, the pain and hatred have dissipated a lot. The experience between him and Qin Muye was buried by him together with his more than ten years in the Welfare Institute.

Maybe people grow up.

Some things that were considered important at the time may not be considered the same after a few years.

Love is like this, hate is like this, nothing is forever unforgettable, and everything will gradually fade away.

Rong Qin didn't dare to ask more about Rong Qiu and Qin Muye.

He doesn't even understand his own emotions now.

He knew that the VIP patient next to him was Qin Zexi. In fact, he could vaguely hear the voices of Rong Qiu and Qin Zexi every night. Unlike before, he knew that Rong Qiu was injured and was still very distressed. Now he just feels irritable.

There is a sense of fate that cannot escape fate.

He has never told anyone about the cause of the accident.

Because he himself thought it was funny.

Qin Zexi still prevented him from continuing to recruit his volunteers, and was even willing to give him 50% of the shares for this purpose.

What he wants is not the fifty percent of the shares, he has made enough money, all he wants is to find his younger brother in his lifetime, or to avenge his younger brother.

He didn't want Qin Zexi's money, and Qin Zexi was angry.

Later, didn't see the car that collided, and couldn't dodge in time, which caused the car accident.

That's all, what Rong Qin regretted most was that he was still thinking of saving this man at a critical moment.

He just lost his head, so where did that selfish Rong Qin go?

He would give up his life for another man one day.

But soon Rong Qin put all these things out of his mind.

Because at noon that day, he and Rong Qiu drew blood at the same time and sent it for a paternity test.

Seeing the two tubes of blood being sent out, Rong Qin then looked at Rong Qiu as if he were looking at treasures. Even though he didn't know the results of the test, Rong Qin had already brought people into his sphere of influence in advance. Even when Rong Qin was taking a nap, Rong Qiu heard Rong Qin chanting several times to revise his will.

It will take three days for the results to be released.

Three nights later, it happened to be Christmas Eve.

The festive atmosphere outside is very strong. Ping An tree, Ping An fruit, and sweet companions walk between the snowy roads. Some couples are holding flowers in their hands. The red roses are bright in color, which invisibly dilutes the bleakness of the cold wave disaster.

It's the same everywhere.

Even in the Thirteenth Military Region, whose living environment is far inferior to that of the First Military Region, there are people who pursue happiness.

Rong Qiu, who was waiting for the red light, smiled.

When the green light came on, Rong Qiu continued to drive to his home to get his design documents. Today Zhao Nanchen was on vacation and took his place in the hospital for a long time. Rong Qiu had time to come back to get the blueprints, the car was parked downstairs, and it took less than ten minutes to go upstairs. But when he came down again, there was a small bouquet of golden roses in the handlebars of the car.

Shiny, with the fragrance of roses in the snow.

Did you send it wrong?

He looked left and right, but there was no one around, no footprints.

Rong Qiu hesitated for a moment, but still brought the flowers into the car.

When he returned to the hospital, the VIP ward that was noisy before he went out was exceptionally quiet. The first thing Rong Qiu saw was not Rong Qin, but Zhao Nanchen. The noisy human-shaped dog huddled cautiously on the sofa beside him, holding a pillow in his arms, his bright and cheerful face was covered with dark clouds.

Seeing Rong Qiu coming in, he rushed over immediately.

Zhao Nanchen stuck close to him, bit his ear and said, "I don't know what document Rong Qin has read, his eyes are red until now, and he doesn't say a word, he is grinning and crying, it's not normal. Could it be that Brother Rong Qin's company went bankrupt..."