Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Fu Minghui sighed softly.

The Zhen family had no money to support him in the hospital, so he had to be discharged. But his awakening was a miracle, and for Grandpa Zhen, it was salvation.

Humans are phototactic. Without light, humans cannot survive.

And Zhen Xiaotao is the light of Grandpa Zhen’s hope.

Regardless, the ending is good.

Unfortunately, a 15-year-old boy wakes up and finds himself a 35-year-old uncle. His mind and life experience are still at the level of a teenager, but he has already entered middle age. It must be difficult for him to adapt.

Furthermore, he entered a vegetative state at a critical time of his growth and development, and as a result his body only aged but did not grow. I am afraid that in the future he will be less sizable and stronger than a normal adult male.

In this case, the pressure of life and survival would be even more difficult for him.

But Fu Minghui had inquired about him before and found out that he was very strong.

"Help him to the end, and help him till the end." She murmured, "We have to find a way out for him. He woke up, but his parents still didn't want to help him. Grandpa Zhen is old and can't do many things."

He has almost completed his nine years of compulsory education.

But if he were to go to school at this age and with this appearance, I'm afraid he would feel uncomfortable.

"There are no problems with his life and studies for now," Luo Zhao said. "We have already sent someone to coordinate with the local civil affairs department. As for his future..."

Having been tested many times, Zhen Xiaotao indeed forgot everything that happened at the border. He only remembered Grandma Zhen's farewell to him and some scattered memories.

To him, it was a beautiful dream caused by the overexcitement of his brain in a vegetative state.

It’s just as well this way. In this world, too many people don’t actually need to see things clearly.

Just be happy.

"Can Lu Dachui and Zhen Xiaotao have a talk?" Fu Minghui suggested.

Although Lv Dachui seems to be a frivolous person, he is actually a serious psychologist. In Zhen Xiaotao's condition, he actually needs to see a psychologist.

It’s just that psychologists are so expensive and their family can’t afford it.

Luo Zhao nodded.

In fact, he had already made arrangements, but this non-staff member was so soft-hearted and kind, always worrying about others.

This is a huge advantage, but also a huge weakness under certain circumstances.

But there is already too much darkness in this world, and it’s nice to have someone as gentle as her.

Besides, isn't this him, the one they want to protect?

"If you have any ideas, just tell me." Seeing that Fu Minghui seemed to be hesitant to speak, Luo Zhao asked.

"I was thinking that whether Zhen Xiaotao wants to continue his studies or go straight to work, I can help him." Fu Minghui said seriously, "I remember my mother's company has a subsidiary that specializes in charity. It provides one-on-one assistance to out-of-school children, orphaned elderly people, and stray animals. If he wants to continue his studies, I think I can arrange a place for him. If he wants to work, the company should be able to arrange it as well."

People with Zhen Xiaotao's personality are suitable for jobs that involve helping others.

Luo Zhao's hands moved, but in the end he did not touch her head as he wished, but instead gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Traffic safety is the most important.

But he really felt sorry for Fu Minghui.

After her parents passed away, she swallowed blood and tears, wandered on the edge of life and death, and went through the most difficult time of her life. But in fact, the inner wound is not so easy to heal, so she never wanted to have anything to do with her parents' affairs before they died, nor did she want to have any intersection with those connections or interpersonal relationships.

Although she lived on the savings, stocks, dividends and interests left by her parents, she had never mentioned or set foot in the company her parents owned.

It seemed as if her life had been torn apart the moment her parents died.

Her past passed away along with her parents.

Now, for Zhen Xiaotao, she seems to reconnect with her past life.

"Is this... okay?" Luo Zhao hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I also know a few people there. They shouldn't offend me, right?" Fu Minghui was a little proud, but his smile was a little bitter and disappointed, but he did not hesitate.

"Besides, I'm not joking, right? Zhen Xiaotao really needs help. I checked the company's articles of association a few days ago, and he does meet the requirements." She added.

"It's Zhen Xiaotao's luck to meet you." After a moment, Luo Zhao suddenly said.

"It's my luck to meet you." Fu Minghui said without even thinking.

As soon as I said this, I felt something ambiguous, and I also noticed that Luo Zhao stiffened for a moment.

But she simply changed the subject, remembering Yun Ke's encouraging look before, she gritted her teeth and said directly, "I want to file a complaint against you and the bureau."

This change was too sudden.

Luo Zhao has always been a person with extremely stable emotions and a strong sense of order. It can be said that he would not change his color even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

Even if there are turbulent waves in your heart, you will appear calm on the outside.

Otherwise, Fu Minghui would not always feel the beauty of still waters and deep currents every time he saw him.

Broad and deep.

But Fu Minghui's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and Luo Zhao was distracted and did not see the traffic light. Fortunately, he stepped on the brakes in time.

Fortunately, it was the middle of the night and there were no other vehicles on the road except them.

Even so, both of them jerked forward.

Fu Minghui fastened his seat belt carelessly, so he bounced up and his head hit the windshield.

It wasn't heavy, but it made a thud.

Luo Zhao was startled and quickly turned around, almost instinctively raising his hand to press on her forehead.

"How is it? Are you okay?" he leaned over and asked.

Fu Minghui felt a little embarrassed. He took two hissing breaths, looked up and wanted to say something, but met Luo Zhao's concerned eyes.

The sudden eye contact caught both parties off guard.

Fu Minghui felt that his eyes and soul were like pieces of iron filings that were originally scattered everywhere, but suddenly encountered a piece of elastic magnet, and then they were all sucked over and stuck together, becoming messy, solid, and completely impossible to pull off.

Time and space seemed to freeze, and she could even hear her own heartbeat.

Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!

Fast and slow, with no regularity at all.

But just when she felt that the force of the magnet was increasing again and was about to suck her over and stick to the person opposite her, Luo Zhao let her go.

Her forehead lost the warmth of the palm and suddenly felt a little painful.

Doesn't he know that heat can relieve pain?

Really, if it's not brought like this, are we going to withdraw it?

Fu Minghui pouted in dissatisfaction.

Luo Zhao cleared his throat to ease the sudden embarrassment.

"I'm sorry." Apologize again.

It was true that he was distracted while driving.

Fu Minghui got angry and said, "Even if you are not satisfied with my complaint, you don't have to try to kill me, right? I feel dizzy now, and I probably have a concussion. I may not be able to take care of myself soon. Leader, you can handle it."

There is only one update today.

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