Chapter 2

"Baby."

"Rogue son."

Hearing someone speak, Wang Zixuan opened his eyes to see a white ceiling.

"Ah!"

Before Wang Zixuan could think, he felt a severe headache, screamed in pain, and fainted.

A dignified and elegant woman standing at the door rushed to the bed, touching Wang Zixuan's forehead and said with a hint of crying, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

A very authoritative man also came over, looking at Wang Zixuan and frowning, "Is this rogue son faking it?"

The woman lifted her hand from Wang Zixuan's forehead and glared at the man, "Baby is already sweating. Is this faking it?"

The man saw the sweat on his wife's hand and lost his suspicion, asking, "Fever?"

The woman shook her head, "No, his temperature is normal."

Hearing it wasn't a fever, the man immediately turned to the bodyguards behind him, "Dress him and take him to the hospital."

"Yes."

Two bodyguards in black suits responded and quickly walked over.

The man patted the woman sitting on the bed, saying, "Move aside. Zixuan is usually very healthy, he'll be fine."

The woman stood up, stepping back two steps, and said worriedly, "Baby already knows he was wrong, that's why he didn't dare to come home. When he wakes up, don't scare him anymore."

The man, clearly not someone to easily give in, said, "We'll see when he wakes up."

Seeing her son, who was being dressed by the bodyguards, sweating, the woman felt even more heartache and frowned at the man, "Baby is already so sick, are you really going to break his legs?"

The man said with a stern face, "How many people can earn three million in a lifetime? He dared to lose three hundred million in one go. If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll lose everything next time."

Seeing her son being dressed by the bodyguards without any awareness, the woman shed tears, crying, "Baby is already so sick, and you still won't let him go. He's already scared to come home and is this sick. If you really dare to break his legs, I'll take Baby abroad."

Seeing his wife crying, the man shook his head helplessly, "Alright. I was just angry, I wouldn't really break his legs."

Hearing her husband say this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, wiping her tears, "Then when Baby wakes up, don't be mean to him."

One person can subdue another.

The authoritative man could only say helplessly, "Alright."

When the bodyguards finished dressing Wang Zixuan, the man led the way out.

When the group reached the hotel entrance, a long armored Rolls-Royce was already parked outside, with two Mercedes-Benz cars in front and back, and ten bodyguards in black suits standing nearby, keeping watch.

Seeing the person they were protecting come out, four bodyguards immediately moved closer to provide protection, while two others quickly went to the Rolls-Royce, opened the door, and the other four bodyguards continued to keep watch.

After the Rolls-Royce door was closed, the bodyguards quickly got into the four Mercedes-Benz cars and escorted the Rolls-Royce away.

Under the woman's urging, the convoy soon arrived at a private hospital.

The doctors and nurses who had been waiting immediately pushed Wang Zixuan in and began various examinations.

This private hospital only served the wealthy, with high annual fees that kept out even the generally rich, ensuring the hospital's tranquility and the doctors' focus.

Of course, to ensure the hospital's operation, the fees were even higher, but for the truly wealthy, health cannot be measured by money.

Soon, the results of the various tests came back.

Everything was normal.

More precisely, Wang Zixuan's body was even better than the last time he was examined, but the hospital couldn't figure out why he had fainted.

Hearing the final result, the woman lost her dignity and elegance, shouting at the approaching hospital director, "If there's nothing wrong, why is my baby unconscious?"

The director also looked embarrassed, but the test results were clear, so he could only say, "It might just be a shock, a large emotional fluctuation that caused him to faint. I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing wrong with Mr. Wang's body."

The director was a renowned medical expert in the country, and the woman believed him, turning to the man, "Baby must have been scared these past few days. Hearing you call him a rogue son, he fainted. When Baby wakes up, don't scare him anymore."

What a rogue son, how big is his胆量!

Losing three hundred million and fainting?

The man shook his head, not believing his son was scared.

How could his son, Wang Liangming's son, be scared by three hundred million!

How could he be scared by three hundred million!

Seeing her husband shake his head, the woman immediately became anxious, saying, "Those three hundred million were all mine. If you scare Baby, I'll give all my shares to him."

Unreasonable!

Wang Liangming turned helplessly, just in time to see his son's eyelids move, and said with some surprise, "Zixuan is waking up."

Hearing her son move, the woman immediately stopped arguing with her husband and quickly walked over, calling, "Zixuan."

Wang Zixuan opened his eyes, looking at the still elegant woman in front of him, and called somewhat awkwardly, "Mom."

You sister!

Sure enough, he can't be a test subject.

The monkey's rebirth had a problem.

He did indeed reincarnate, and the time was September 20, 2009, but the body he reincarnated into was not his own, but that of a namesake wastrel.

That's right, this guy was a thorough wastrel, and a wastrel born with a silver spoon.

A few days ago, he lost a few million he had on him in Macau, then borrowed three hundred million, and only came back after losing it all.

The wastrel didn't dare to go home, so he had a friend book a room for him at a hotel, hoping to wait until his parents paid off his debts and cooled down before going back to admit his mistake.

But the monkey directly made him disappear.

The woman standing in front of him was his mother, Yu Suting, who was in her fifties but looked like she was in her forties due to good care, still elegant.

The man in a suit standing at the foot of the bed was his father, Wang Liangming, who had a dignified appearance and a commanding presence, clearly wealthy and powerful. Although he wasn't crying like his mother, he also looked concerned.

Yu Suting sat on the bed, holding Wang Zixuan's hand and asked, "Baby, you scared me to death. Where do you feel uncomfortable? Why did you suddenly faint?"

Thinking of the previous pain, Wang Zixuan still felt a bit of lingering fear.

His head felt like it was about to explode, and the intense pain made him faint.

Now, he realized it was probably due to the fusion of the wastrel's memories.

Blood ties, plus the fusion of the wastrel's memories, made Wang Zixuan feel a sense of familiarity towards Yu Suting, but he still felt a bit awkward, and managed to force a smile, "When I heard you call me, I just woke up and felt like my head was about to explode, and then I fainted."

Yu Suting asked with concern, "How do you feel now, Baby?"

Wang Zixuan smiled, "I'm fine now."

Yu Suting breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be afraid, Baby. I've already paid off your debt. Your father won't punish you, but you can't gamble anymore."

Wang Zixuan also felt the mother's love for the wastrel, and lowered his head, saying, "I'm sorry."

Seeing her son admit his mistake, Yu Suting turned to Wang Liangming, "See, Baby has admitted his mistake."

Wang Liangming coldly snorted, looking at Wang Zixuan, "Starting this month, you will only have ten thousand yuan per month as pocket money. If you don't want to go to the company, you don't have to, to avoid corrupting the company's atmosphere. But if you cause trouble again, be careful, I'll break your legs."

Saying that, he turned and walked out.