V1.Chapter 1 (1/2)
”Why?”
More than ten stories high on the top floor, a gorgeous woman stood on the edge of the fence. A gust of wind, the whole person seems to be crumbling. Such a situation, as long as you see people will feel scared. However, although the woman was pale, she was shocked. There was no panic on her face, as if she was just standing on the ground.
Opposite the woman, there were three people, a middle-aged couple and a young man. If you look carefully, you can see that the three men and the gorgeous women standing on the edge have some similarities in their faces.
”Qing Yan, we don't want this either.” The middle-aged woman looked at the person opposite, with a sense of guilt on her face, but more firmly, ”as long as you are willing to hand in the” medical classics ”left by your grandfather, then we are still a family.”
”Rong Qingyan, you don't have to be so stubborn.” The middle-aged man is expressionless, obviously did not feel any guilt for what he did at the moment, ”you are just a girl, you want family in the future. The book of medicine belongs to our family and should be inherited by Xiao Jie. ”
The young man didn't say anything, but looked at the opposite woman with a trace of disdain.
Looking at the three people standing opposite him, the young woman, Rong Qingyan, couldn't help but smile sarcastically, ”family, I really haven't seen any family members force their relatives to die. Today is really an eye opener for me
Yes, the three people standing opposite are her family.
It's funny to think of family.
All along, the relationship between her and her family is not very close. Today, I suddenly received a call from my mother, saying that I want her to go home for dinner. She came, just did not expect that all this is just a trap. All they want is the book of medicine left by their grandfather. Unfortunately, they made a mistake.
”We didn't want to hurt you.” The middle-aged woman quickly explained, ”we just want the medical classics.”
”Well, don't talk to her so much.” The young man, Rong Jie, Rong Qingyan's younger brother, said impatiently, ”Rong Qingyan, if you don't hand in the book of medicine today, don't blame me for being rude.”
As long as the thought of the dead grandfather, Rong Jie's heart can not stop a burst of resentment. He is the eldest son of the Rong family. But in the old man's eyes, only Rong Qingyan is the granddaughter. The reason why Rong Qingyan was able to become a world-famous doctor was that the old man passed on the book of medicine to her.
”There is no medical classics.” Rong Qingyan said coldly, ”whether you believe it or not, the book of medicine handed down by the Rong family has long been lost. Even my grandfather has never seen it.”
This is true whether the person opposite believes it or not. Her medical skills were learned from her grandfather, not the so-called ”medical classics”.
”Rong Qingyan, at this point, you have to be tough.” Rong Jie can't help but blush. He suddenly takes out a pistol and points it at Rong Qingyan. ”I tell you, if you don't hand in the book of medicine today, you'll save your life.”
”Xiaojie, what are you doing?” Looking at the gun in Rong Jie's hand, the middle-aged woman was a little afraid, ”we just want the” medical classics ”. Qing Yan is your sister.”