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"What are you doing?!" The middle-aged man in the white lab coat scolded angrily.

Even if Wang Xiaomeng was his patient, he couldn't be so capricious!

"I'm not having trouble breathing, I don't want to wear this." Wang Xiaomeng said faintly.

"And please remove these tubes from me."

"Baby, don't do that, let Dr. Jiang take a look first." Yun Wang hurriedly came to Wang Xiaomeng's side and said.

Deeply afraid that he would do something else.

"This baby of yours is awake but he doesn't seem to be thinking too clearly ah." Dr. Jiang pushed his thick glasses frame and said.

"I'm thinking lucidly." Wang Xiaomeng said coldly.

Dr. Jiang was stunned, his expression somewhat embarrassed, but he immediately covered it up.

"Ms. Wang, even if the patient is awake, it doesn't mean that the body and other parts of the body are normal, it's still recommended to stay in the hospital for continued observation." Dr. Jiang turned to Wang Yun and said.

"A vegetable by definition is a problem with the body and mind, and the mind controls the body, even if no one is here to take care of me, I can still stand on my own, is there anything else wrong with my body?" Wang Xiaomeng had a smile on her face.

But it looked a little mocking in Dr. Jiang's eyes.

"What do you, a high school student, know!" Dr. Kong growled out in annoyance.

"Mom." Wang Xiaomeng called out softly.

"What's wrong, baby?" Wang Yun worriedly looked at Wang Xiaomeng's heart with some concern.

"I want to apply to go home."

"But your body."

"It's fine, I just feel like I'm having a very long dream."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Dr. Jiang also knew that there was nothing that could be done and just looked at Liu Qiang to show that there was nothing he could do.

At Wang Xiaomeng's insistence, Wang Yun finally gave Wang Xiaomeng the discharge paperwork, while Liu Qiang on the other hand falsely helped pay the fees that he hadn't paid yet.

"That ...... is still thankful for Mr. Liu's concern." Wang Yun said to Liu Qiang as he stood in front of his home.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's just this kid Wang Meng, take care of your body a bit more, it doesn't matter as to how long you come to school, he was so smart before anyway, even if he falls behind, he can still make up for it." Liu Qiang smiled to.

"See you then."

Liu Qiang waved his hand and found that the other party had already eagerly entered the house, not having any intention of staying himself.

"MD. "Liu Qiang burst out and turned around to leave.

......

house

Wang Xiaomeng was then held in her mother's arms, sobs and cries passing through the room.

Wang Xiaomeng didn't know what to say, but patted her mother's back to comfort her.

"I thought I was the only one left in this life ......"

"God should have heard my wish and finally returned you to me ......"

Hearing his mother's words, Wang Xiaomeng choked, and even if he held back no matter how much he tried, he couldn't stop the tears from flowing out.

This was his mother, the only family he had, and even though he was a murderous, cold-blooded man in the eyes of others, he was still a flesh and blood.

"Mom, it won't." Wang Xiaomeng said softly.

At dinner, Wang Xiaomeng ate the tomatoes and scrambled eggs that his mother had made, the taste of which was very appetizingly sweet and sour.

Wang Xiaomeng ate a lot of them.

Before he finished the ones in his mouth, he was talking.

"Mom, I'm telling you, I was thinking about your tomato scrambled eggs when I was dreaming, and then I woke up thinking about it."

Wang Yun looked at the teenager eating in front of her, her often tense face finally smiling.

Little did she know that her often maintained skin also had a hint of wrinkles.

She was really tired, but she had finally survived.

"Xiao Meng, it's still mom's fault." Wang Yun said with her head down.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xiaomeng asked.

"......"

"I shouldn't have raised you as a girl, and now the school you're in knows that you're in male companion girls ......" Wang Yun had some regrets.

"Why don't I transfer you to another school?"

Wang Xiaomeng shook her head and said, "So what if people know, so what if I wear women's clothes, does he still want to beat me up?"

Wang Yun laughed bitterly and said, "I'm afraid you can't take it."

Wang Xiaomeng raised his eyebrows, not caring about such things, gossip and all, did he still care now?

He was already a man who had died once, and if someone really wanted to do something bad to his mother, Wang Xiaomeng would cut him into pieces even if he died again.

......

Hearing the sound of his mother sleeping soundly, Wang Xiaomeng put on his white inch shirt and walked out.

It wasn't that Wang Xiaomeng didn't want to sleep, perhaps sleeping was a luxury in this world.

He only had ten days to see the world, and he wanted to see the world because he still had an attachment to it.

Wang Xiaomeng strolled through the night market alone, stopping and walking all the way to where people were coming and going.

No one came to bother him.

It wasn't that Wang Xiaomeng was unattractive.

A head of long dark hair was cut short and dyed blonde by him, and also tied into a small braid, with a strand of bangs on either side of his ear.

A handsome and melancholy blond teenager.

Chapter 156 - Death High School Student!

The next day, Wang Xiaomeng got up early to do some washing up, and when she came to the living room, she saw breakfast on the dining table.

A glass of fresh milk and a sandwich.

There was also a note.

"Breakfast is left for you, and if the sandwich is cold you can put it in the microwave to warm it up, mommy will be back to accompany you at noon today."

Wang Xiaomeng looked at the note and pondered.

Wang Yun's mother was the manager of a certain company and had a high salary, but she had already taken many days off for Wang Xiaomeng's sake.

Even though it was approved, the company was always a bit dissatisfied.

After picking up the sandwich, which was still warm, Wang Xiaomeng slowly ate it and drank the fresh milk as well.

Looked at the wall clock, 7:30.

Wang Xiaomeng took a look at the shoulder bag in front of the door, hesitated for a moment, but finally grabbed the bag and walked out.

The sun was only halfway up at this time, and the sunlight was slanting over and hitting Wang Xiaomeng's short blonde hair.

The small nose, blue eyes (cave eyes), and an excessively handsome face, wearing a white inch shirt and carrying a shoulder bag, all looked incomparably handsome.

Compared to her previous pretty, Wang Xiaomeng's outfit could be considered very bright.

After walking for ten minutes, Wang Xiaomeng arrived in front of the school gate, when the school had already started to study early.

"Stop!"

The doorman stopped Wang Xiaomeng.

"I'm here for class." Wang Xiaomeng explained.

"Do any students dye their hair! You sure I'm stupid? Go go go, don't come and scour these flowers of the motherland." The gatekeeper uncle very impatiently shook his hand.

In his eyes, this boy with pale blonde hair had impure motives at a glance, if he were to be let in, wouldn't he be scourging those upright adolescent girls.

Wang Xiaomeng took a helpless look at the school gate and finally sighed, preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, Liu Qiang appeared behind Wang Xiaomeng, and he looked like he had just arrived as well.

"Uncle Liu~" greeted Wang Xiaomeng happily towards Liu Qiang.

Liu Qiang was stunned and looked at the blond teenager who was greeting him with a dark face, but he didn't show it.

"What's wrong?" Liu Qiang came over and asked.

"Physically I feel almost recovered and wanted to come to the school." Wang Xiaomeng replied.

Liu Qiang glanced at Wang Xiaomeng's hair and said, "What's wrong with your hair?"

"Dye's."

Liu Qiang's mouth was drawn and he didn't say anything.

But still, he asked, "Is your mother okay ......"

"Very well." Wang Xiaomeng replied to that, and then walked towards the school.

"I'm going to class first."

This time, the doorman didn't stop Wang Xiaomeng.

"Report."

Wang Xiaomeng stood in front of the Class 7 door and said faintly, then walked to the last seat on the left by the window.

Everyone in the class was startled, as well as the language teacher who stood on the podium.

"Classmate, are you in the wrong class?" The podium was occupied by an old man in his sixties or seventies, who never reacted to Wang Xiaomeng's arrival.

"No, it's class seven, the seat of Wang Meng." Wang Xiaomeng replied with a surprised face.

And with that one sentence of his, he instantly exploded the entire class.

"Fuck! This product is the lady's big man!"

"I was just saying how familiar it looked! So it's that pervert ......" said the boy, and he looked disgusted.

"Oh? Classmate, you have an opinion?"

The boy felt a cold, piercing gaze on him and involuntarily shuddered.

However, as a class bully, he was really not allowed to bow down and directly said, "So what if it is!"

"All right! Stop it!" The language teacher slapped the table, some time ago he knew that this genius student in his class suddenly had a car accident and became a vegetable, and finally took these students to visit the doctor only to find out that it was actually a boy.

This made him a little speechless, obviously so beautiful girl, how come she turned into a boy.

But looking at the other party, it should also be recovered.

Sitting on the seat, Wang Xiaomeng looked at this simple-minded, four-legged, muscular boy and withdrew his gaze.

For these people, he didn't care.

Right now, he just wanted to take a good day of class and then drop out.

The morning passed quickly, and Wang Xiaomeng looked out the window with his head off.

Gently lifting his school bag to leave, a black figure quickly descended downwards.

Wang Xiaomeng was stunned and clearly saw the figure.

It was a boy!

A moment later, Wang Xiaomeng heard the sound of cracking like a watermelon cracking.

It was accompanied by a girl's scream.

Wang Xiaomeng frowned, somewhat speechless.

The obviously leisurely school experience had now actually turned into this.

"Well, go take a look, it's not worthy of my name as the God of Death." Wang Xiaomeng got up, and with his hands in his pants pockets, he headed to the roof of the building.