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The wound on the back of my head is not serious and I don’t need stitches, but the doctor said that the hair near the wound should be shaved and I should be given medicine, but I disagreed with life and death.

Huo Xiao didn't care if I agreed or not, he came over and pressed my head, "Shave."

"don't want……"

Huo Xiao pinched my neck hard, and it was difficult to speak, so I stopped talking and stretched out my hand to break his hand.

It's just that I forgot that there was still a hanging needle on the back of my hand, and the needle fell off for a while, and there was blood all over the back of my hand on the bed.

The doctor next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over with a frown, "Mr. Huo, you don't have to shave, let him go first."

Huo Xiao glanced at me, moved his lips, and finally backed away without saying a word.

I picked up the blood-stained pillow next to me, and threw it at him quickly.

The doctor probably has never seen a person like me, and after a moment of stunned, he quickly came over to stop me: "Hand! Hand!"

I slid forward to avoid the doctor's arm blocking me, picked up the medicine box he put by the bed and threw it at Huo Xiao again.

Children are often the most innocent and cruel. You have never experienced it, and you probably cannot imagine what will happen to a child without a father and a mother.

When I first entered primary school, because of my small size, and because Lao Tan was a bit too informal, he bought me clothes regardless of whether they fit or not, as long as the buttocks were not exposed, so I always wore clothes that were too big Wandering on the way to and from school.

In our small place, the neighborhood neighbors know everything, so most people know that I was picked up by Lao Tan.

Children of the same age are fine, at least I can play with them.But there were always children slightly older than me who stopped me on the way home. At first they just laughed at me for having no parents. For a while, I went home wiping tears almost every day.

I choked up and blamed Old Tan, why didn't he let me call him Dad.

That old bastard of Lao Tan, he was sitting on the saddle smoking a cigarette, looked at me crying cheerfully, and said, "Cry again, and the snot will flow into my mouth when I cry again."

I cried harder.

Then they started tearing at my clothes, asking me for pocket money, and pulling at my pants to ask if I was a boy or a girl.

I pulled my pants to prevent them from taking them off, and they beat me. I went home with a bruise all over my face, thinking that Old Tan would definitely laugh at me again.

But he didn't laugh at me, he just asked me seriously: "They bullied you, did you fight back?"

The clothes Lao Tan bought for me were two sizes too big, and I answered him while lifting the clothes that fell below my shoulders: "No, I can't fit them."

"If they hit you, you hit back."

In my memory, Lao Tan was rarely so serious. He hugged me on his lap, rubbed my hair with his big hands that smelled of tobacco, and told me seriously: "I know you used to cry Why do I ignore you when I come back, because they just laugh at you, does it matter if they laugh at you? You won’t lose a piece of meat because of it.”

"But you can't beat you. If they bully you and beat you, then you beat me back hard. Don't be soft-handed. Beat me hard until they give in. Do you understand?"

I grabbed Lao Tan's undershirt and blew my nose, then said in a muffled voice, "Got it."

Lao Tan has carried out my education for the next ten years. For all kinds of things happening around me, I have always tolerated what I can, and if I can't bear it, I will do it directly.

No one is a rabbit. Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people.

The medicine box full of medicines and bandages hit Huo Xiao, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", spilling the contents all over the floor.

As I expected, it was outside. Huo Xiao didn't turn against me because he cared about his face.

He stood there and gave me a gloomy look, told the doctor to take good care of me, then closed the door and left.

As soon as Huo Xiao left, a little nurse came from behind, and pushed open the door nervously: "Doctor Xu, what happened, I heard a lot of noise outside..."

After she saw clearly the mess in the ward, she suddenly stopped talking.

The doctor glanced at her, ignored her, and stretched out his hand to me: "Give me your hand."

There was a knuckle-long cut on the back of my hand, which looked a little scary on the thin back of my hand.

I put my hand in the doctor's palm and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

"Ah."

The doctor opened the drawer on the bedside table and removed a pack of sterile cotton swabs to wipe my hands. His movements were very light, but I still shrank my hands with a gasp.

The doctor glanced at me and said bluntly, "Isn't it still very powerful just now?"

After all, I was the one who caused the damage first, so I moved my fingertips and dared not speak.

The doctor asked me again: "Who was that you just now? Your father?"

"..."

I curled my fingers, wondering for a while whether I was too young or Huo Xiao was too old, making the doctor think that we are father and son.

My throat was still sore, I swallowed with some difficulty, and told him, "That's my brother."

The doctor smacked his lips, "Your brother? Does your parents care if he fights with you?"

I lowered my eyes, my eyelashes fluttered slightly, and shook my head.

They don't care about me.

When I first got lost, they might have loved me, looking for me everywhere eagerly and desperately.But so many years have passed, that love has long since become weak and superficial with the passage of time, like a layer of fragile window paper, unable to withstand the slightest temptation.To them, the current me is probably just an "incense" that can be recognized by the Huo family.

If they had a little love for me, they wouldn't throw me to Huo Xiao just because Mr. Huo said something inappropriate.

It is true that my father stopped me before I was handed over to Huo Xiao, but I never believed in the process, I only looked at the result.

The final result of an event, the result can best reflect the thoughts in people's hearts.

If my father really didn't want to hand me over to Huo Xiao, then he could disobey my mother and take me home.

After all, he also felt that I would not be able to make it to the stage and needed to learn from Huo Xiao.

The most indispensable thing in the hospital is all kinds of sad and joyful ethical dramas. The doctor is someone who has seen countless big scenes. Seeing me like this, he just sighed and continued to treat my wound.

I can't get the needles. After wiping off the blood on the back of my hands, the doctor asked the nurse to disinfect me and put on a medical bandage.

As for the back of my head, I insisted on not shaving my hair, so the doctor had to remove the hair and disinfect it, and sprinkle the medicine directly on the wound.

But he reminded me: "You can easily get an infection if you don't shave your hair off."

I lay on the hospital bed and raised my arm to touch the wound on the back of my head, but the doctor grabbed my wrist and said, "Don't touch it."

"Okay," I pulled back my wrist, "is the wound serious?"

"It's not too serious. It's just that the weather is relatively hot now. If it is not handled well, the chance of infection is relatively high."

"Oh..." I put my face on the pillow, thought for a while and asked the doctor, "When can I go back?"

The doctor paused as he packed up the medicines, "Your brother just called and said that he will pick you up at night, so you should go to sleep first."

Well, if something like this happens, I hope that Huo Xiao will drive me out in a fit of anger, so that I don't have to hang around watching his face under the eaves.

I was sore and sleepy, and my head was a little dizzy, and I fell asleep unconsciously lying on the bed.