After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

In the following time, Wen Yinuo slept until he woke up naturally, reviewed, changed dressings, and received infusions every day. No one disturbed him and he lived a very comfortable life.

During this period, one week before the college entrance examination, he contacted the three people, and after arguing with the Gu family for a few days, he took the unfinished Suzhou embroidery out of the Gu family.

As for the other things, those given by the Gu family and those he bought after arriving in Yanjing, they should be left in the Gu family and it would be better if he didn't want them.

Anyway, he has everything in his real home in Bay Village.

When he returned to Wan Village, the most he did was spend some money to buy some spare clothes for himself as he had grown taller.

Time passes by in the rotation of sun and moon.

The mild heat that was bearable at the beginning of May suddenly turned into unbearable heat in June.

In the second half of the month, in addition to the nurses changing the dressings every day and coming to Wen Yinuo's ward to care for him when they had time, as the recovery speed of his leg injury accelerated, Dr. Lin came to the ward more often.

As he came here more often, he gradually became familiar with Wen Yinuo.

The more I watched, the more I felt that Wen Yinuo was much more obedient than that brother at home who said ten things to him.

He also started to visit Wen Yinuo's ward when he had nothing to do.

Sometimes I tutor Wen Yinuo in English, but more often we just chat.

The topic of conversation gradually expanded from the troublesome younger brother at home to an unreliable friend named Fu.

"I don't know what's wrong with him lately." Doctor Lin bit the straw while drinking lemonade. "Not only did he leave the company to his restless second uncle, but he also runs out every day."

"He said he was looking for someone, but when asked who he was looking for, he wouldn't tell me."

The nurse stretched and said, "Why do you care so much? I didn't bother you."

"That's true." Doctor Lin was a little distressed. "The main thing is, I always feel like he has mental problems."

"If he has mental problems, ask him to come to the hospital." The nurse actively promoted, "It just so happens that our hospital has the best psychiatric department."

Wen Yinuo sat on the bed, holding half a watermelon and eating it with a spoon.

He looked at the nurses and doctors who were chatting with each other, with an eager smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

The boy just felt that with the company of the two of them, he briefly had a family again.

Although there are less than ten days left, he will have to say goodbye to these two family members.

Dr. Lin and the nurse who were talking were always observing the boy eating watermelon out of the corner of their eyes.

Seeing the inner peace and tranquility on his face, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Starting from the second day after Wen Yinuo’s father came to visit, they all discovered the boy’s psychological and emotional abnormalities.

But even if they found out, as people who had no relationship with the teenager other than the patient and the doctor, they dared not do anything when faced with a teenager suspected of having a mental illness.

I can only try to comfort the boy from the side, little by little, and with actions.

For nearly a month, considering that Wen Yinuo was about to take the college entrance examination, they had not found a suitable opportunity to ask the boy to see a psychologist.

But after such a long period of companionship, Wen Yinuo's mood has improved little by little.

Putting aside other things, there will be no problem in letting him take the college entrance examination normally now.

As for the rest... Wen Yinuo can't be discharged from the hospital yet.

Let’s talk about it after the exam.

Doctor Lin retracted his gaze and stood up: "Okay, Nobo will have an exam tomorrow, I won't bother you today."

The nurse rubbed her hands and said, "Come on, Nobo! I believe in you!"

The nurse didn't say she wanted to get good grades, she just sincerely hoped that Wen Yinuo would not have any regrets.

Wen Yinuo's hand holding the spoon trembled for a moment, and he looked at the two people sincerely: "...Thank you."

"No, no." The nurse waved her hand. "By the way, Nuobao, don't worry about how to get to school. I'll bring your brother-in-law to pick you up."

Wen Yinuo nodded slightly.

After the two men left, Wen Yinuo was still staring at the door.

"Thank you." He held his steadily beating heart.

Thank you for making him feel warmth for the first time since he came to the Gu family.

Although... it is not enough to pull him out, it will be the only color in the bleak gray memory.

Doctor Lin left the ward and had not taken two steps after separating from the nurse when he received a call from his childhood friend.

Doctor Lin resisted the urge to curse and answered, "Master Fu Jincheng, Master Fu, what do you want to see?"

“I’m really not a psychiatrist!”

"That's not it." Fu Jincheng's voice was hoarse and dry, revealing a strong sense of despair. "What I want to ask is, can leukemia in the late stage be cured?"

"That's definitely not possible." Doctor Lin said without hesitation, "Treatment for patients in the advanced stage can only prolong their lives."

"Wait, Fu Jincheng, don't tell me you are in the late stage of leukemia, okay?"

"But you shouldn't do that. You can beat ten of me with one punch."

Fu Jincheng ignored his antics, thanked him for the first time, and hung up the phone.

Fu family.

In an unattended room on the third floor, the patriarch of the Fu family, who appeared to be a gentleman and a bright and handsome man, collapsed in front of his parents' portraits and burst into tears.

His throat was already dry and hoarse, and he could not utter complete words. Tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

There was no light on in the dim room, only the pale moonlight pouring in from the window.

It was the gradually brightening sky that made the passage of time noticeable in this silent room.

Fu Jincheng stayed alone in the room until dawn before he propped himself up.

The young man looked down at the portraits of his parents, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded:

"Dad, mom."

"I have kept your words in mind."

Therefore, when faced with the restless and minor troubles of other Fu family members, he always turned a blind eye and did not kill them all.

But what does this tolerance bring?

In return, in his previous life, the Fu family thought he was young and easy to bully, so they joined forces and took his life when he went to look for someone.

It was also because he died that he did not see and bring the person back.

That's why he would rather sacrifice his freedom and life to protect the person who has always felt guilty, tortured and slandered, suffering from a terminal illness, with only one way left.

This shouldn't be the case, Fu Jincheng thought.

He had found the person's whereabouts, so he could have brought him back, pampered him and raised him like he did when he was a child.

How come I missed it?

"My life now is a lucky one." Fu Jincheng stroked his mother's light green eyes on the canvas, his dark green eyes full of self-mockery, "Can I consider this lucky?"

"But who cares." Fu Jincheng's voice suddenly became heavy. "I won't listen to you again this time I picked it up."

"If the rest of the Fu family has good sense this time, just take the dividends and move away. I won't pursue the matter."

"But restless... Dad, you should be able to see them soon."

"As for my uncle's family..."

The culprit who directly killed him in his previous life and the person who indirectly caused Xiaobao's death.

Even if he does nothing in this life, Fu Jincheng will not let it go.

The early morning sunlight penetrated the frosted glass window and hit Fu Jincheng's cheek, making his face distinctly light and dark.

"If you guys don't say anything, I'll take that as your consent."

As Fu Jincheng spoke, he covered his parents' portraits with the cloth again.

Turn around and leave without hesitation.