After the Rebirth, the Male God Have Seen Me

Luo Su's family of three has a 70-year-old grandfather who is still learning English, and a 30-year-old doctor who is a wealthy student.

Father Luo's daily reading and reading newspapers and playing chess, Luo Yi's daily reading and reading newspapers' research literature, he is the only one who has been idle since childhood, neither his grandfather's unrestrained calmness, nor his brother's oblivious sleep and forgetfulness.

After eating dinner, Luo Su accompanied the old man to play Go in the living room. His ‘three-footed cat’ effort was not an opponent who had gone through the battles of the old masters, but he was beaten by several soldiers and defeated.

Seeing that he would lose again, Luo Su held down the hand of his grandfather, "Grandpa, wait, let me move a rescuer!"

The old man, Hua Jia's old age, had all white hair, always looking at Luo Su with a smile, kind and gentle, speaking slowly and soothingly, "Even if you add your brother, that's not your grandpa's opponent. If you can go home and see Grandpa more, the chess skills will not be so bad, you will be reluctant all day long, and you may not come back a few times a month. "

Luo Su knew that the old man was angry that he had not returned home for several months. When he entered the entertainment industry at the beginning, he received strong opposition from Luo Yi, and even forced Luo Yi to say ‘you dare to enter the entertainment industry, do n’t even want to enter the Luo family ’s door’ again.

However, at that time, Luo Su's ghost was fascinated, and his rebellion was unambiguous. At the time of his stalemate, it was his extremely elegant, not pedantic but absolutely enlightened grandfather who gave him the support, which helped him to enter the entertainment circle.

After his unspoken rules in the last life, he was spread by enthusiasts with enthusiasm and spread to the ears of the old man, and he was really angry with the old man.

The best and most loving grandfather in the world, he died in a well-crafted rumor so that he never saw it for the last glance.

"Grandpa, I do n’t want to think about it. I am in Cao Yingxin and Han. I miss you every day. I want to video with you every night. But my brother ca n’t go home early every time he works overtime."

Luo Yi raised an eyebrow at the kitchen door, "blame me?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Luo Yi standing at the door of the kitchen, laying down the sleeves pulled down to his elbows. The hand holding the scalpel was thin and strong, stained with drops of water, and slid down the powerful lines. A piece of paper, wiped the water from my hand, and came this way.

Luo Suli was upright. "Brother, if you can go home early, I can see Grandpa every day! Grandpa, tell me, I usually stay outside with my brother in the hospital. Who will accompany you more?"

"Your brother has a lot of patients and is busy. It looks like you, and he's out there every day."

"I'm serious."

The old man ate him a few more, and Luo Su shouted, "Brother, help!"

"what happened?"

"Grandpa is amazing. I'm going to be 'killed' by my grandpa."

"Nothing."

Luo Yi stood on the side of Luo Su and watched it in a circle, bowed her body, a knuckled hand stretched out from the side of Luo Su's side, picked up a chess piece, and placed it on the chessboard.

"Just like you, and you want to play chess with grandpa. Who gives you courage?"

Luo Su pouted, "Liang Jingru."

Luo Yi leaned her knees to one side and asked casually, "You've been very hot lately, and I see you in the headlines."

Luo Su fart seemed to think of something, and sneered, "I'm innocent lying on the gun."

"Innocent? Come on, just you, I still don't know, bad water in my stomach. If I didn't know what you did, I'd be fooled by you, even the little nurses in the hospital would be your fans Say you are their ... "

"Well, male god," Luo Su took a breath. "Everyone said that, brother, there is a male **** brother, do you think there is special light on his face?"

Luo Yi stood up straight and stretched out his hand to follow his forehead bangs sticking to his forehead, showing only half of his face, even more childish.

Such a carved face has neither the rigidity of the old man nor the indifference and calmness of Luo Yi, nor does he know who he is.

"son."

"what?"

"They all treat you as a son." At the end, he added, "I actually feel the same way."

The old man wrote another word and smiled and said, "Win!"

Luo Su: "... Grandpa is really grandpa, the sword is not old."

In the face of Luo Su's slipping beard, the old man was obviously very useful. Luo Yi studied the chess game carefully, knowing in his heart, "Grandpa, another game?"

The old man seemed a little tired and raised his hand: "I can't help it, I'm old, and without your good energy, Su Sulai reads a newspaper for my grandpa."

The full screen of English saw Luo Su's eyes dizzy and covered her eyes. "Grandpa, my eyes! It hurts ..."

The old man hated iron and steel and knocked on his head, "OK, don't pretend, Luo Yi, you come."

Luo Yi took the newspaper in the hand of the old man and sat next to him. His words were round, his words were clear, his voice was low, and his voice was steady.

Luo Yi is undoubtedly excellent since childhood, and belongs to the children who live in the mouth of others. From reading to work, everything goes smoothly. But he remembered that Luo Yi hadn't gotten married or had children until the last time.

Luo Su thought, "I said, brother, when will you find me a **** back?"

Luo Yi's face remained unchanged. "When you grow up, you have a bitch."

Luo Su glanced down at her body of 172, "Not growing up? Brother, what misunderstanding do you have about my body of 178?"

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Luo Yi's mouth, "I did n’t learn anything when I entered the entertainment industry, but I learned to lie about my height?"

Luo Su pouted and stopped talking.

The old man rubbed his eyes, "Okay, I'm tired, you should rest early."

Luo Yi helped the old man back to the room. Luo Su sat on the sofa and yawned comfortably.

In the cold winter months, he could not help feeling warm as spring, so comfortable that every pore cell clamored for joy.

It's been a long time, he's not so happy.

Nothing is set in stone, only the family is forever.

In the middle of the night, Luo Su was not very stable. In fact, since his rebirth, he has rarely slept peacefully. The strange shadows in his dreams and the absurdity of his life have devoured him a little.

He was groggy with pain, lying on the bed panting, struggling to turn on the light, covering his abdomen with both hands, dragging his sore body and moving away step by step.

He knew that he had another physical problem.

Opening the door, it was dark and silent, Luo Su breathed heavily, like a patient who was lingering, holding on to the wall, and using the memory, he touched Luo Yi's room.

The light leaked out from the door of Luo Yi's room, and Luo Su raised his hand and knocked twice, yelling foolishly: "Brother ..."

Three seconds later, the door was opened. Luo Su's eyes narrowed and fell on Luo Yi's body. The voice made a cry, "Brother, my stomach hurts ..."

Luo Yi caught it with one hand, and looked into his forehead without changing his face, all sweating.

He explored his abdomen again, feeling his rapid and weak breathing, and calmly asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Luo Su wanted to say that his stomach hurts, but he felt a pain in his heart, a headache, and a pain in his hands. He leaned on Luo Yi's shoulder and said in a false manner: "It hurts ... it hurts everywhere."

Holding Luo Yi's ten fingers gradually closed, her knuckles turned white, and she seemed to endure unbearable pain. Before she could look at her, her head was crooked, and she passed out.

Such things as syncope in the middle of the night have not happened in Luo Su for two years.

Luo Yi's face did not change, he probed his pulse, listened to his chest, his eyebrows tightened, and Xu was more likely to see such a thing, without much panic. He calmly took out his mobile phone to call.

"Is it the emergency department? I'm Luo Yi from the hematology department. Please help me find out who the surgeon is on duty today."

The nurse on the other side of the phone paused, and immediately laughed: "Director Luo, check for you. Today is Dr. Zhang Cheng on duty."

"So who is the doctor on duty in the hematology department?"

"It's Dr. Zhou Zhengzhou."

Luo Yi's words were rapid, but the words were clear and well-organized. "I know, now I have a patient with aplastic anemia. I had a bone marrow transplant surgery two years ago, gastric ulcers, AB blood, and penicillin. Allergies. Sudden coma didn't wake up five minutes ago, and the initial estimate may be gastroenteritis. I will send the patient to the emergency department in 20 minutes. I hope that your department can prepare for the transfer. "

The nurse whispered, "Good Director Luo, I will arrange it."

Luo Yi hung up the phone, picked Luo Su out, put Luo Su in the back seat, and drove steadily.

He drove with one hand, and inserted the Bluetooth headset into his ear with one hand. "Hey, may I ask Director Zhao? I'm Xiao Luo, I'm sorry to call you at this time. This is the case. I have an aplastic anemia near me. Suddenly the patient was in a coma. Two years ago, you were the main surgeon, and you are an expert in this area. I would like to ask if you can go to the hospital now. "

Luo Yi's eyes were like a torch, and the traffic at the crossroad in front was slow. He looked back at Luo Su who was unconscious. "Thank you very much. I will wait for you in the emergency department of the hospital in half an hour. Goodbye."

The slow traffic flow was cleared by the traffic police and finally unblocked. Luo Yi rushed to the hospital all the way. There was a nurse and a doctor waiting at the door. Luo Yi put the person on the bed and hurriedly pushed in.