After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

The next day, Si Zezheng and Si Mu set out early in the morning to find Fu Xingchen.

Si Ze was controlling the steering wheel with one hand and rubbing his temples with the other, his voice full of exhaustion and helplessness.

"Mom, do we need to go find Fu Xingchen so early? He's not running away anyway."

Si Mu rolled her eyes at him, "Huh, your eldest brother just came out of the hospital yesterday and went to live in the company to help your father. Your second brother has been hiding from home, making it clear that he no longer wants to care about your sister."

"Your sixth brother is young and not in the entertainment industry. He only knows that Fu Xingchen is very good at writing scripts, but he can't handle Fu Xingchen at all."

"In this family, the only ones Mianmian can rely on now are you and me. If you don't care about Mianmian's affairs, Mianmian will be even more sad!"

Si Zewen just said one sentence, and was repeated several times, which only made his head hurt more and his heart became more upset.

What he wanted to ask for was not solved, the person he was looking for was not found, and the hospital was often absent. If this continued, he was really afraid that his career would be ruined.

But when he thought of Mian Mian's painful pleading last night, he couldn't bear to give up and do nothing like his second brother.

"I understand. I will ask the man named Fu Xingchen to agree to write the script for my sister. But even if I write the script, can my sister really continue to be a star?"

Si Zezheng knew that Si Mianmian's current reputation on the Internet was extremely bad!

"It's true that the second brother brought Mianmian into the entertainment industry, but after he failed to pass the blame to his agent, he turned all the blame on Mianmian. He himself had die-hard fans to help him clear his name, but Mianmian was completely Internet scolding.”

Si Zezheng's tone was full of resentment. If Si Zewen hadn't been the hands-off shopkeeper, he wouldn't have asked Si Zewen, a doctor, to help solve these entertainment industry matters.

"Okay!" Si Mu stopped him angrily, "You can't blame your second brother entirely for this. He also wanted to protect himself for Mingzhe. This was a no-brainer. If he also fell, Mian Mian's dream of becoming a star would be over. There’s no chance, as long as he continues to be a top player in the entertainment industry, there will be a chance to clear your sister’s name in the future.”

"Second Brother's company supports so many people, why not let Second Brother handle it? It's not like Fu Xing has to settle the script issue."

"What do you know? Your sixth brother said that the man named Fu Xingchen is a famous Internet writer. His scripts have made many little stars famous. They have great gimmicks and bring their own traffic. If he writes scripts for your sister, we will If you buy trolls and follow the trend, netizens will naturally think that your sister is innocent and was wrongly accused."

"I don't understand." Si Ze was not in the mood to listen to these meanderings, so naturally he didn't understand.

Stopping the car slowly on the side of the road, "Here we are, it's so early, he should be at home."

The mother and son did not continue the conversation, opened the door and got out of the car, and went straight to Fu Xingchen's home.

Fu Xingchen opened the door with sleepy eyes. When he saw the person outside the door, he couldn't help but whisper, "Damn it, it's really unlucky."

After saying that, he closed the door and wanted to go back to sleep, but the door was held open and two people squeezed in.

Si Mu and Si Zezheng smelled the smell of medicine as soon as they entered the door. Si Zezheng didn't react at all. After all, he was used to the smell of medicine after hanging out in the hospital every day. However, Si Mu wrinkled his nose and put his hand on his nose in disgust. He waved forward.

"What does it smell like? It stinks like hell!"

Fu Xingshen's face darkened in an instant, and the sleepy man ran away, holding his hands to chase away the guests with a cold face.

"Who let you in? Get out."

Si Zezheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything and went straight to the point, "We are here to discuss the script with you."

Only then did Fu Xingchen recognize that the man in front of him was the "medical genius" rumored in the medical world. In order to treat his younger brother, Fu Xingchen still knew some things about the medical world.

Out of respect for the doctor, Fu Xingchen's attitude changed slightly.

"As I said last time, I won't write a script for Si Mianmian. You can find someone else."

Si Zezheng glanced at the closed door behind Fu Xingchen. There were some subtle noises coming from inside. He was sure that the patient was in that room.

"Professor Ronald from country F is the most authoritative doctor in the world in research on the treatment of ALS. And an overseas friend of mine is his student. If you agree to help my sister write the script, I can help you. Recommendation. Mr. Fu, you are a smart man and should know what is most important to you two brothers besides money."

Fu Xingchen couldn't help but look back at the door behind him, thinking that his brother's condition was getting worse and worse. He had also taken his brother abroad to seek medical treatment. However, what foreign doctors valued more was not life and money, but the so-called "freedom." "It's hard to even meet him.

The last time he took his younger brother abroad to seek medical treatment, the doctor refused to see him because he was on vacation. Later, he finally waited until the doctor's vacation was over, and the doctor refused to see him again because he was fully booked.

If Si Zezheng recommended it...

A difficult decision was placed between Fu Xingchen. If he agreed, he would have to write a script for Si Mianmian first. After finishing the script, he would immediately take his brother abroad for medical treatment. Then there would be no time to write for Si Nian. script.

But he had already promised Si Nian, wouldn't it be unkind and unjust to go back on it now?

Seeing Fu Xingchen's hesitation, Simu sarcastically said: "Why are you still hesitating? We don't have to do it with you, but apart from us, Azheng, who can introduce you to foreign doctors, can you find anyone else to help you? Or are you basically Don’t you want to save your brother?”

Si Zezheng also looked at his watch impatiently, "I'll only give you 1 minute to think about it."

Fu Xingchen slowly clenched his fists. He wanted to refuse, but it was about his brother's life, and he couldn't refuse.

Just when Fu Xingchen was in trouble, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was the sound of someone sending him a message.

Fu Xingchen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he opened his phone and read the content of the message clearly.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed wildly.

Si Mu glared, "Why are you laughing? One minute is almost up, have you thought about it yet?"

"Don't think about it! I refuse."

Si Zezheng couldn't believe it, "You don't want to save your brother's life anymore? I have checked that your brother's condition is gradually getting worse. If you don't take active treatment, he will soon..."

"To shut up!"

Before Si Zezheng could finish speaking, Fu Xingchen raised his fist and punched him, so hard that his mouth was crooked.

Si Mu was startled, and just as she was about to reprimand, she heard Fu Xingchen taunting her.

"Of course my brother will save me, but you are just students who know Professor Ronald, but Si Nian said he would take me directly to see Professor Ronald."

"What? Impossible, how could she know Professor Ronald?" Si Zezheng couldn't believe it.

Fu Xingchen: "How she met is beyond your control, but if you two don't get out of here, I won't be polite!"

He picked up the broom in the corner and swept the person out.