Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Jiang Ran watched the scene in front of him with great interest, without much empathy.

Yan Yuqing knew Wu Xiaotong well and admired people like his mother and sister, so it was normal for her to have mood swings.

He was completely different. Whether it was Wu Xiaotong or Lin Mudan, they were all ordinary beings.

Just like what he said many times, there are thousands of sufferings and difficulties in the world, if you sympathize with them one by one and help them one by one, then who are you living for?

"Second Miss, knock him out."

Jiang Ran watched from the side, but Ah Cheng was extremely anxious. In his sight, Wu Xiaotong seemed to be throwing himself at Yan Yuqing's legs.

Before he finished speaking, he wanted to run from the door to help. As soon as he took a step, he saw a paper umbrella hit the side of the boy's neck.

Wu Xiaotong had just howled twice, and before his mouth hit the ground, his eyes went black due to lack of blood supply to the brain and he fell to the ground.

Yan Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief, holding the umbrella handle and putting the Wenqing umbrella away again.

Seeing this, Hu Ximing was about to speak when he coughed twice violently: "Knocking the child unconscious is a way to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause."

The woman in the red dress had murderous intent in her eyes and sneered: "You were the one who took him to see Liu Jun. You watched him become addicted to drugs and brought out contraband. You just wanted him to sink deeper and deeper. Why are you here?" A cat cries a mouse?”

Hu Ximing did not say that he had tried to help Wu Xiaotong get rid of his drug addiction, nor did he want to mention the pain that was like ants eating bones during the attack.

"A few years ago, Liu Jun gave me a sum of money, saying that he would let me have a good rest for a while. In fact, he was afraid that I would be decentralized."

He stretched out one leg and sat on the ground against the granary, looking a little lonely.

"I'm not that ambitious, and I know I can't beat Liu Jun, so I rented a shop near Yujing Garden and opened a canteen to make a living."

"The year when I really got to know Xiaotong, he was still in the third grade of junior high school. Sometimes he and his classmates would eat in a nearby restaurant, and occasionally he would come in to buy drinks."

Hu Ximing spoke seriously and in a low tone. It was obvious that the past events had deepened the pain in his heart.

Yan Yuqing didn't know what her psychology was, so she didn't interrupt him. She just waved to Ah Cheng, who just wanted to rush forward to help.

"Xiaotong's classmate sometimes buys cigarettes, but I have never seen him smoking..." Hu Ximing said this, his voice was choked up. He was obviously a good boy who didn't even touch cigarettes, but now he was infected with tobacco. Something ten thousand times more vicious.

"The back door of my canteen is close to Yujing Garden. Every time he buys water, he will go directly through the back door. Once he ran back in a panic after just a few minutes after leaving." Hu Ximing laughed at himself.

"What do you think he did when he came back?" No one answered his question.

"He said there were three vicious people looking for me in the alley. One of them not only had tattoos on his arms, but also a long scar. He lured him to another alley and told me to run away..."

"Those people are all Liu Jun's subordinates. They say they are here to reminisce about old times, but in fact they are just to observe my current situation."

He knew this, but Wu Xiaotong didn't know it. It definitely took a lot of courage to suppress the fear in his heart, deceive the other party, and even come back to inform him.

Hu Ximing still hasn't figured out why Wu Xiaotong would help a man with green hair and who didn't look very kind.

"From then on, I paid more attention to this... the only child who cared about me."

"A large part of the reason why he didn't want to continue high school was that he wanted to go to the mountains to accompany his sister. We drank a lot that day. Under the child's pleading, I took him to see Liu Jun."

Hu Ximing felt resentful and regretful when he mentioned this. He shouldn't have listened to Wu Xiaotong's excuse to open his eyes.

"The person I'm most sorry for in my life is my father, and the next one is the child."

He asked himself that he was not a good person, but his feelings for Wu Xiaotong could not be faked. People who were born like dust also had sincerity.

"You can do whatever you want with me. If possible, I still hope you can save the child..."

Yan Yuqing glanced at Hu Ximing, who was wearing a vest and having green hair, with disgust. She didn't like it.

"You don't need to worry about Wu Xiaotong. While you have time, just imagine how you will live in prison."

When Hu Ximing heard these words, he put his hands on the ground and struggled to stand up.

He didn't want to run away, but he just looked at Wu Xiaotong who fainted, his eyes wandering, and after a while he shook his head: "I haven't been involved in Liu Jun's affairs for many years. If you want the official people to arrest me, you can also take it." No evidence."

Before Yan Yuqing could speak, she continued: "I can surrender, or I can tell the officials some of the information I know, but it must be after the child is settled."

"You high-ranking wealthy families can help Qi Yangzhi now. Once you get the thing, who knows whether you will abandon the child like a worn-out shoe?"

"If I were caught, who else could help the child when he had an attack? Could it be that I had to watch him in agony, like those drug addicts, who cut themselves with knives, leaving bruises all over their bodies, just to use up the physical pain? Want to temporarily numb yourself?"

Hu Ximing looked at Yan Yuqing without any thoughts. He pointed at the ground with his hand, feeling a little angry.

"I am the mud on this ground, and when a child has a seizure, I am the maggots in the toilet."

"Can you imagine? The first time I forcibly helped a child to detoxify, he was still shaking on the bed, holding two quilts, and his nose and tears would not stop."

"He said his body seemed to be crawling with ten thousand ants, licking the bones, making holes in the bones, burrowing into the flesh, and burrowing into his heart... It was itchy, numb, and painful, and he couldn't scratch it no matter how hard he tried."

Hu Ximing, who is not good at communication and likes to close himself off, burst into tears while talking, and the salty tears seeped into the blood grooves on his face, but he could not feel any pain.

"The child scratched his thighs and back and it was bleeding, but it was still itchy. He hit his head against the wall, making a thumping sound, but it was of no use... I tied him up with a rope, and he was like lying in a pile of needles, desperate for his life. The struggle..."

"He kept begging me, begging me!"

Hu Ximing burst into tears, covering his face and crying.

"I can't help it, I can't help it!"

Ah Cheng had already waved to Yan Yuqing and walked to stand beside her.

Hu Ximing's sad words echoed in his ears. His fists were clenched together unconsciously, his forearms were shaking constantly, and he didn't know what past events he remembered.

Jiang Ran saw that Yan Yuqing had not spoken for a while, so he walked forward slowly and said calmly: "A Cheng, you carry Wu Xiaotong, let's go back to Yanbei District first."

"Yan Yuqing, call your dad and ask him to contact someone at the drug rehabilitation center." His voice was methodical, but it didn't sound too human.

"No!" Hu Ximing immediately shook his head, "You cannot send him to a drug rehabilitation center. There is a high chance that the child will not be able to bear the reaction of forced withdrawal."

Yan Yuqing turned her head and looked at the calm young man. This calmness gave her great psychological comfort.

She felt a little sad to hear that her friend's brother and the son of someone she admired had suffered such severe pain.

"Can't bear it?" Jiang Ran raised his lips slightly, "It's just that you think you can't bear it."

"If you don't go to a drug rehabilitation center, then tell me where to go?"

Hu Ximing took a deep breath and said with firm eyes, "I hope you can let the child take Qiyanzhi to Mr. Yan. He will definitely be able to contact a famous doctor and help the child successfully get rid of drug addiction."

Ah Cheng had already carried Wu Xiaotong on his shoulders. When Jiang Ran saw this, he glanced at Hu Ximing with a half-smile, then turned and walked out, "Yan Chuan probably doesn't need Yangzhi."

"But the second lady of the Yan family can help with finding a famous doctor."