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Chapter 2: Chapter 2: It's A Shame

Downstairs of the hospital's inpatient department, the 𝙍𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙨-𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙘𝙚 𝙋𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙢 gradually stopped. Li Jun, dressed in a black suit, said respectfully to Qin Tian.

Returning to his senses, Qin Tian studied the outside of the car.

In the hospital, the arrival and departure of the patients with their family members resembled an endless stream.

"𝙊𝙠𝙖𝙮!"

After arranging his suit a little, Qin Tian nodded slightly.

Li Jun opened the door of the car.

Four bodyguards in suits and sunglasses at the back of the Mercedes-Benz also quickly caught up with the car.

"𝙊𝙝, 𝙢𝙮 𝙂𝙤𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙍𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙨-𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙘𝙚!"

"𝙏𝙨𝙠 𝙩𝙨𝙠, 𝙨𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙝."

"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙧."

"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨? 𝙄𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩?"

"𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙩…𝙄𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?"

As soon as he got off, Qin Tian faintly heard the gossip of passers-by around him, many people even cast their envious eyes towards him.

This kind of being in the spotlight feels quite a pleasure!

But Qin Tian didn't want to enjoy it now. He quickly strolled towards the Intensive Care Unit on the sixth floor of the Inpatient Department.

…..

Inside the Intensive Care Unit.

"𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮…𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮…"

"𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩! 𝘿𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘? "

"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩. 𝙈𝙧.𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣."

"𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣? 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙈𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙏𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙥. 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙩. 𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩? 𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?"

'Damn, how come I have such a trash son?'

Before opening the door, Qin Tian heard a loud voice coming from inside. This voice, Qin Tian was very familiar.

It was his trash son, 𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙚, who always gets slapped by the protagonist.

Qin Tian's transmigration into this world happened last night. That is to say, he did not transmigrate for long.

This morning, just after receiving his memory, he learned that his son had been hospitalized with a broken leg.

So, in any case, as a father, he came to see him.

Just when he approached the outside ward, he heard 𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙚 yelling.

Qin Tian was really speechless.

'Damn! Is this fellow really worthy of the novel, the rich second-generation villain?'

'Ah, just listening to this crying voice makes my ears hurt.'

'Does he feel so much pain when he was hurt a little?'

'How can such a character fight over the protagonist?'

'You know, the real rich second generation is not like this at all, okay?'

Qin Tian also knew several rich second-generation in his past life.

Whether you admit it or not, in fact, under normal circumstances, the children of the rich were more intelligent, knowledgeable, and cultured than the common children.

People who were rich and powerful, have a background, have a relationship, and can also choose a good gene.

What would make a child from a rich family not as good as one from a poor family?

Even if there were one or two scums who were not disciplined and were more rebellious, that did not mean that all rich second generations were like this, right?

Are there no scums in children from poor families? Obviously more.

In the ward, a doctor was examining 𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙚.

Hearing 𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙚's words, the doctor who examined him obviously froze.

"𝙌𝙞𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙥…"

Qin Group? Obviously, he knew what that was.

This was one of the most well-known groups in Qiuming City. They own the largest supermarket and malls in the city.

Unexpectedly, this kid is actually the son of the Qin family?

"𝙃𝙪𝙝, 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙? 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙯𝙚, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚….."

Qin Shijie continued to shout.

He had never suffered from this sort of pain since he was a child.

His leg was broken alive by that kid and now he was in pain.

"𝘽𝙪𝙩, 𝙈𝙧. 𝙌𝙞𝙣…."

The doctor was a little embarrassed after finding out the identity of Qin Shijie.

Because the anesthetic was only used during the operation, it would affect the operation if it was used now.

However, if he didn't use it…

The doctor was in a bit of a dilemma but at this time…

Bang!

Qin Tian opened the door of the ward, Li Jun followed behind him.

Four bodyguards in suits stood guard at the door.

"𝘿𝙖𝙙…..𝘿𝙖𝙙…..𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩…𝘿𝙖𝙙…𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙢𝙚! 𝙒𝙝𝙤𝙤-𝙝𝙤𝙤…𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙙…𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙜…"

Seeing his father, Qin Shijie could not help but cry.

Qin Tian, on the other hand, looked at his trash son.

To his surprise, the kid looked somewhat similar to him!

It was just that the weak, crying and pretending character of the fox and tiger made Qin Tian feel a little disgusted.

Thinking that he couldn't enjoy the life of the rich, it was because this kid had provoked the protagonist,

But Alas! he knew that anger does not come from one place, but from many places.

He walked to Qin Shijie in two steps to three steps, raised his hand, and slapped his son.

Slap!

"𝘾𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜? 𝘿𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙪𝙥𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙮? 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙮!"

Silence!

Deadly silent!

Seeing the arrival of Qin Tian, the doctor who was about to explain was dumbfounded by Qin Tian's slap.

Even Li Jun who followed behind was stunned.

Qin Tian was 180 cm tall and well-proportioned.

His appearance was also very handsome, and his whole body revealed the charm of a mature man.

Although he was famous for being harsh, It was just that no one had ever seen him behaving harshly.

Not to mention beating his own son.

Qin Shijie covered his face with an expression of disbelief, then roared.

"𝘿𝙖𝙙, 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚?"


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