Chapter 9:

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining but not dazzling, with a little cool wind blowing into the room, bringing a piece of fresh air.
Wei Jing stood by the bed, watching the weird scene in front of him. Dozens of doctors in white coats asked around the people on the bed. He was not annoyed by the irony of the other party carrying guns and sticks. He looked excited as if he found out. The New World.
At this time, Wei He, who was notified by the hospital, was late. He asked, "What is the situation now?"
At the beginning, the attending doctor shouted incredible,
Mr. Wei Xiao’s brain damage does not seem to exist at all. His language is logical and logical, quick to respond, and has perfect thinking ability. Of course, how about the specifics? Test it again."
"Yeah." Doctor Wei Hechao nodded, turned his head and said to Wei Zhe who was lying on the bed nonchalantly, "Do you know who I am?"
After just a period of buffering, Wei Zhe has clearly and clearly understood what his situation is. He has been reborn and returned to when he was thirteen years old. Although this is incredible, it is indeed true.
Looking at his teenage father, Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows and spoke calmly and sensibly, "My father, Wei He."
"Very good." Wei He nodded, and then said to the doctor: "Can the test be done now?"
"This..." The doctor looked a little embarrassed, "Yes, yes, but the patient has recovered from a serious illness, and many wounds have not yet healed completely..."
"It's okay." Wei He looked at his watch, "My time is precious, I'll give you an hour." After speaking, he seemed to have just reacted, and asked Wei Zhe in a declarative tone, "You have a problem. ?"
"That..." Wei Jing whispered, unwilling to let his elder brother suffer.
"No problem." Wei Zhe and the child spoke almost at the same time, and he suppressed all of the other's thin voices.
He was really useless. Wei Jing lowered his head unhappy, biting his lips, and hated him like this in his heart. When will he have a big brother... eh? A little and a half is good. He is not greedy, as long as this is the case.
Hey? Did your brother give him a look when he left? When Wei Jing looked up, he was facing Wei Zhe who was out of the ward. His eyes were dark and deep, nostalgic, happy, and a little angry. There were too many emotions inside, which made Wei Jing dazed. When he reacted, He scratched his head in hindsight—did he read it wrong?
The precision instrument was placed in the cold room. Wei Zhe lay in it circle after circle. The wound on his right arm was faintly aching, and even the slight wound on his abdomen that was pierced by the car glass was also painful. But on the surface, he is still that indifferent, reserved and arrogant.
At any time, you must restrain your emotions and not be caught by others.
This is something Wei Zhe has known since he was a child.
The doctors gathered together to discuss, watching the film in their hands pointing, sometimes thoughtful, sometimes excited, and an hour passed quickly. Wei He who was waiting next to him knocked on the mahogany table, bringing everyone's attention. Attract the past, "what's the result?"
"Sir, after our discussion, Mr. Wei Xiao's brain is indeed different from ordinary people." The attending physician's eyes burned, "but this is not a bad thing, on the contrary, it is a good thing!" His voice violently Raise, "The human brain is very sophisticated, and every part manages a part of the person. If the limbs are compared to soldiers, then the brain is a general. Now, this general has been promoted."
Sitting lazily on a soft office chair, Wei He with a careless expression, his pupils closed, he subconsciously sat up straight, he had a guess in his heart, and his throat was faintly dry, "What do you mean?"
"Mr. Wei Xiao, he will be a genius, a super genius." The doctor danced, "For others, a difficult problem may be understood after a little thought, just like some people are born with high IQ. This time the car accident, his brain was greatly developed."
At this time, even Wei Zhe was slightly stunned.
Of course, soon, he will not take this seriously, no matter whether the brain is developed or not, it is not important to him. A joke, he could win to the end in his previous life, and he still carries the memories and experience of his previous life in this life. How could he fail?
"It's great, great." Wei He yelled twice in disregard of his image, overjoyed, as excited as a beggar won a five million prize.
Wei He has always been cold, he put all his efforts on the Wei family, determined to become the first person in City B, but unfortunately in City B, there are also Li family and Jiang family with him, no one can surpass. Who?
Wei He and them are both friends and competition, and now his son is a genius.
A super genius, a genius who can take the Wei family to the top with good training.
After the joy, Wei He quickly calmed down. After all, the doctor had misdiagnosed once before, and a second misdiagnosis is also possible. Now that Wei Zhe wakes up, no matter how much his IQ is, at least he can be guaranteed to be the same as before the car accident, and he is still his best son.
He sent Wei Zhe back to the ward and asked him to take care of him for a while.
It's time to solve the messy things outside.
The setting sun outside the window shines into the room through the window, dyeing the cold bedroom into a warm warm yellow. Wei Jing is cutting a big red apple in his hand. He is cutting slowly, but carefully, until the white and tender flesh is exposed. Later, the child stretched out his hand and handed it to the boy on the bed, "Brother, eat some fruit first. I'll go to the hospital for food."
Wei Zhe wanted to refuse, but when he saw the child's shiny eyes, he subconsciously accepted it. A fist-sized apple, peeled, but not cut into pieces, and there is no standard fork.
Ugh! He sighed inwardly, nothing more, just eat it! What if Wei Xiaojing cries without eating?
Wei Xiaojing looked contented and went to dinner.
When the doctor came for the rounds, he saw such a scene. At noon, Mr. Wei Xiao, who was still domineering and mortal, was gnawing with a tender and juicy apple.
This is definitely an impact on his image. At this time, the doctor's footsteps are a bit weak, and his wife...disillusioned. The eldest young master of the Wei family was born with a golden spoon, worth tens of billions. Such people, when they shouldn’t drink coffee, there must be a coffee pad under the coffee cup and a small silver spoon next to it. The fruit must be cut into pieces by a special person, and one bite is the kind that is particularly gentle and handsome?
This is...too grounded.
After eating an apple, there was sticky juice in his hand. Wei Zhe went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he saw the housekeeper of the Wei’s house holding a large thermal insulation box in his hand and gave the rich and nutritious meal inside. The same is placed on the small table that comes with the ward.
Two meats, one vegetarian, one soup, and one white rice.
Steamed fish, glutinous rice ribs, boiled cabbage, mushroom chicken soup. They are all shallow and suitable for the patient's body.
So...Wei Xiaojing stood by the door of the room holding the sweet and sour platoon in his hand, a little sad, he seemed...never considered the eldest brother's body.
So sad QWQ.
Compared with the delicious butler's dishes, what Wei Jing buys is just a big pot of rice, which is naturally incomparable.
"It's not here yet." Wei Zhe frowned as he looked at the child who was stunned at the door. "Didn't you mean eating?"
"Then that big brother, you are so delicious, I'll go out to eat, so I won't disturb you." Wei Jing stammered out these words, holding the lunch box and wanted to run.
Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows, "You took away the food, what shall I eat?"
Wei Jing had already turned around because of this sentence. He turned his eyes back on the small table subconsciously, then looked at his eldest brother, and expressed his meaning very clearly-this was not given by someone. Did you deliver food?
Wei Zhe was particularly guilty and began to lie, "I'm tired of those things, I want to eat the food in your hands today."
"But eldest brother..." Wei Jing looked at him tangledly, and said timidly: "It's not good to be picky eaters, and you are a patient, so you shouldn't be picky eaters."
Wei Zhe heard this and wanted to hit someone:...
Who is he doing this for? Aren't he afraid that this little crying bag would cry out! ! ! !
The author has something to say: Wei Jing: Why is my brother angry and confused jpg
Wei Zhe: Haha!
On how two people with different brain circuits should communicate 23333333
The doctor's conclusion is pure nonsense, don't take it seriously!