Chapter 52: Bad guys disguise themselves as good guys
She couldn't say, "Your family is going to be destroyed, right?" or "Your sister is going to be retaliated against or paralyzed." Or something like that.
Fang Nan would definitely think she was crazy.
The words on Zhong Qiao's lips turned around and around, and he changed to another irrelevant answer: "I brought my dad for a physical examination."
After a pause, she asked, "What about you?"
This sentence reminded Fang Nan of the hypocritical people in front of the bed, and the burning pain on his cheeks quickly became hot and swollen.
Fang He fell into the water this time and was seriously injured. She suffered a concussion and lost some of her memory. These relatives who seemed to care about them actually looked down on them, just because -
The Fang family has no sons, but two daughters.
If you don’t have a daughter, you will always be inferior to others.
They pretended to be good, knowing that Mr. Fang had become rich in recent years and wanted to curry favor with him to borrow money, but at the same time they looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts. How ironic!
Fang Nan never told anyone about these ugly family matters.
Her childish face was suddenly filled with strong resistance.
"I don't want to talk about it."
Zhong Qiao remained silent.
Fang Nan was stunned.
I realized later that my reaction was too strong.
She closed her eyes, then opened them again, weary, and sighed, "Let's not talk about me for now. What about you? Is your dad's report okay?"
"The doctor's surname is Luo. He said there's nothing wrong." Zhong Qiao pointed to the door at the end of the corridor.
Mr. Zhong agreed to let her go for a physical examination, but he agreed very reluctantly. He was convinced that she only had a minor problem. After doing a few small tests and all the indicators showed that they were normal, he prepared to go home.
Zhong Qiao didn't find a definite answer, so he was naturally unwilling to give up. He forced his father to do several more major physical examinations.
Mr. Luo still said there was nothing wrong.
"If the doctor says he's fine, then he must be fine." Zhong's father just thought she was under too much pressure. "I just have a little cough, but your dad is not made of dough, so he won't get into trouble easily."
Zhong Qiao wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.
"Luo Xiu?" Fang Nan looked at Zhong Qiao's face and interrupted their conversation.
"Yes." Zhong Qiao nodded. "Do you know him?"
Hearing this, Fang Nan looked around, then approached Zhong Qiao and whispered, "This doctor named Luo is very famous, but he has a very strange temper."
"Does he have real skills?" Zhong Qiao asked.
"It's hard to say." Fang Nan fell into deep thought.
The voice suddenly changed, and the story went something like this: "My sister is also in this hospital. She fell off her bike, and this doctor surnamed Luo also asked our family to get checked out. Others say he's amazing, but in my opinion, he's no different from any other doctor."
"Your sister?" Zhong Qiao caught the information in her words.
Fang He, who lived in rumors in her previous life and appeared throughout Nan Fang's life, is actually in this hospital?
Nanfang once showed her a yellowed photo.
It was when Fang He was in high school.
The photo was soaked in water and after drying, the edges melted a little.
Only half of the face can be seen.
The girl was wearing a white cotton and linen dress, with a black pigtail hanging down her shoulder, and a plain silver bracelet on her hand, giving off a scholarly air.
Later, before they had a chance to meet, the girl named Fang He committed suicide by jumping off a building.
It's a pity.
Zhong Qiao recalled it in his mind.
According to the police report, Fang He's suicide in her previous life was tragic.
Because he is paralyzed in bed and suffers from severe depression, he has difficulty moving.
She first crawled into the bathroom and tried to strangle herself, but when that failed, she chose to climb out of the balcony.
A half-disabled person attempted suicide twice and went through great pains to climb out of the balcony. She must have tried many times. It is hard to imagine how much courage she had at that time.
Zhong Qiao felt mixed emotions.
Fang Nan nodded gently, and while making up a lie, she tried hard not to look at Zhong Qiao's bright eyes: "My sister and her boyfriend were out having fun. They were young and quarrelsome, and she accidentally got hit by a car on the way."
She spoke at a relaxed and natural pace.
Zhong Qiao believed it, but was also shocked by the sudden amount of information.
Object?
That is...
Is he the culprit in the previous life who caused Nan Fang’s family to be destroyed and his sister to be paralyzed?
Zhong Qiao's face turned pale.
When she thought that the culprit might be lurking in the Fang family, waiting to take revenge on Fang He and the Fang family, she felt a chill all over her body.
If we were to ask what kind of person is the worst, it would probably be someone like Fang He’s boyfriend.
If you can't get it, you have to destroy it.
"Fang Nan." Zhong Qiao hesitated for a moment, then suddenly called her name softly.
Fang Nan looked up in confusion and said, "Hmm?"
Zhong Qiao stopped talking.
What will happen to yourself if you interfere in the cause and effect of others?
Zhong Qiao didn't know.
She did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but after her rebirth, she gradually began to believe that there really were gods and ghosts in the world, and thus became very taboo about these things.
She didn't know whether she should remind Fang Nan or not, and she didn't know whether everything she had finally regained would be taken away.
Zhong Qiao sighed and suddenly thought of the dozen textbooks and course books. The wax fragrance from turning the pages seemed to still linger in her nose, including Fang Nan's soft and warm hands when he held her hands when he helped her out.
She thought that Fang Nan had also helped her.
Even if nothing else, it wouldn't hurt to give some advice on those textbooks and course materials, right?
Then, for some unknown reason, Zhong Qiao slowly spoke: "Fang Nan, what kind of person do you think is the worst?"
Fang Nan was stunned by her sudden question and shook his head slowly after a long time.
Zhong Qiao lowered his eyes, his face reflected by the flickering light in the corridor, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.
"An honest man who tells lies all the time is the worst."
This sentence is like a sigh.
But Fang Nan, who was full of thoughts, first thought of -
It’s Fang’s father.
To be honest.
Fang Nan is not a fragile person.
On the contrary, she has grown up rapidly since her parents divorced. Although she is still a little adult, she has already learned to take care of Fang He like her mother did.
Take Fang He to and from school.
Take Fang He to eat in the cafeteria.
Wash and dress Fang He.
When Fang He was in junior high school, she showed some girlish charm. Fang Nan would cook brown sugar and egg water, remind her not to touch cold water, and help her scrub her blood-stained pants.
The eldest sister is like the eldest mother.
But after Fang's mother left, no one taught Fang Nan how to do these things.
She grew up by learning step by step on her own, amid the ridicule of her classmates, and passed on the skills she "learned by stealing" to Fang He.
Sometimes, she would hide in her bed and cry alone, until she fainted, and then she would become hateful because of the accumulated ridicule.
She hated her father Fang for having an affair and destroying their once beautiful family. She also hated herself for being young and ignorant at the time and hurting her loved ones.
Zhong Qiao waited quietly. He could see that her expression was not right and he didn't know what she was thinking about, so he could only speak directly.
"Fang He, you like to rush to judge, but when it comes to things, including people, you can't just look at them with your eyes. You have to use your heart."
“Sometimes, bad people disguise themselves as good people, but bad people are not always bad.”
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