my brother became a scum

The child was born very smoothly, the boy is very different, I thought about it for a long time, and finally decided on the word An, Chen An, I only wish him a safe and smooth life.

Pregnant women still need to recuperate for a period of time. I added 50% of the fee, and it is said that the other party is very happy.The babysitter was taken by the hired nanny, and I didn't seem to have any reason to stay. Wu Ming even thoughtfully invited a nursing team and told me that soon after the baby was born, we could take a special plane back together.

I don't seem to have any reason to stay, the domestic affairs have accumulated a lot, I shouldn't give myself a vacation.

I asked my assistant to transfer a sum of money to Zhang Chen's hospital account, but I couldn't control myself and walked to his ward—thank God, he wasn't in the ward.

I don't know what I would do if he was there, it always runs counter to my reason.

I got on the car to the airport and decided to go back to China immediately. Maybe after I go back, I will still be the calm and calm Chen Heping. My world only needs career, not love.

I walked smoothly, without missing things, sudden calls, or telepathy, but when I arrived at the airport, I learned that a storm was coming, and even a special plane was not allowed to take off.

I left the airport, and between the hotel and the hospital, I had to choose the hospital—the child had a low-grade fever and had to go to the doctor.

Sometimes I feel that Zhang Chen and I have a bad relationship. I was able to leave cleanly, but I encountered a storm and had to go back to the hospital.As soon as I entered the gate of the hospital, I saw Zhang Chen. He was lying on the cold marble, and people around him pointed, but no one picked him up, and no one wanted to help him.

Maybe his nurses will come back soon, maybe the medical staff from the hospital will rush over, but at that moment, my brain went blank, and when my sanity came back, I had already rushed over, picked him up, and hurriedly rushed to the emergency room.

I am glad that he is not awake with his eyes closed at the moment, and he can avoid a lot of embarrassment and dialogue. I delivered him to the medical staff, and the medical staff pushed the nursing car. A little girl reminded him softly, saying that there is no money.

I clearly sent someone to make a payment in the morning. The assistant found out the receipt and was sweating trying to prove my innocence. Care about medical choices.

The son was sent to see a doctor a long time ago. The problem is not serious, and he is now being taken care of by nurses.

I stayed outside the emergency room, and soon after the doctor's diagnosis was malnutrition-induced vertigo, but that wasn't the point.

The point is that I got Zhang Chen's medical records. He was involved in a car accident a year ago. Since that day, he has never stood up and can only be accompanied by a wheelchair.

The perpetrator was a Chinese woman, surnamed Lin, who refused to pay any medical expenses in prison until the police found her private account and forcibly transferred all her deposits, nearly 200 million.

The 200 million was provided for Zhang Chen's medical expenses. Before he was admitted to the hospital, he had become a homeless man for some reason.In a year, the money had bottomed out. After the nurse got the last bit of money, he left directly. Before leaving, he had some disputes with Zhang Chen and threw him to the ground, even pushing the wheelchair away. .

I listened to the reports from the people below, and felt like I was listening to absurd stories. How could the plots that would happen in such bloody novels appear in Zhang Chen's body.He has always been shrewd and self-interested, and he has made every plan. He has almost never suffered a loss. Besides, he has my contact information. Eat these hardships, swallow this breath.

I was thinking that this might be a game, because I really lost my reputation with him, but the medical records can't be faked. When we first met, he didn't look like he was living a good life. I was more or less soft-hearted. up.

Malnutrition didn't need to take up too much emergency resources, and Zhang Chen was transferred to the general ward after receiving an infusion.I pushed the door open, stared at the white hair on his head and the fine lines on his face for a while, thought for a while, then lifted his quilt and rolled up his trouser legs.

I don't know if I complied with the hospital's regulations, but the nurses in the ward didn't stop me.I just wanted to see it for myself and saw what I wanted to see.

Zhang Chen's legs have always been very thin. When he was young, he liked to wear leg-wrapped pants, with his ankles bare, showing off his beauty like a male model.Now these legs are still thin and white, but the flesh is loose. I pinched them with my hands, and there are hardly any muscles on them. They are wrinkled, soft, and have an old breath.

I pulled down his trouser legs and asked the people below to evacuate. The nurse still stared at me dutifully, even a little nervous. I guess my expression was not very good, which might cause her some misunderstandings.

I was not in the mood to explain, and reached out to unbutton his jacket. There were some scars on the smooth place on his chest, probably from being hit by a car.I fastened the buttons of his jacket one by one, pulled the quilt up and covered him, and turned and left the room.

In order to prove his innocence, the assistant used all means to find out the details of the nurse almost immediately, and even pulled out the hospital's surveillance video.

Not long after the assistant left, the nurse rushed over. I don't know what procedures the two parties had gone through. According to the staff at the counter, they had gone through the discharge procedures. In short, all the money was taken away by the nurse.Impatient to continue listening, I directly contacted the local police for follow-up investigation and disposal.

I no longer trust the people around me very much, but fortunately, money can hire more people.I made an appointment with three private investigators to investigate what happened after Zhang Chen arrived in the United States. After I made arrangements, the nurse told me softly that Zhang Chen was already awake.

I wiped my face, waved off the tiredness on my face, and entered the ward—he was originally crowded with other patients, so I sent him to the best ward in this hospital.

So now he is lying on the soft and wide bed, although he is still ugly, but it is more or less pleasing to the eye.

When I walked into the room, I noticed his gaze. He stared at me from the door to the bed, and looked up at me with some difficulty.

Instead of sitting down, I looked down at him from above.

He took a few short breaths, like a dying fish.

He said, "Thank you."

The voice was very soft, but I could hear it clearly. I didn't know what it was like in my heart for a while, whether I should be happy or sad.

"No thanks."

He pursed his dry lips, and stopped talking, his eyes had no light at all, and his decadence was too realistic.

I don't want to think about whether all this is his play, or something else, throwing a straight ball.

"What are you going to do in the future? Will your legs still be okay? Are you going to stay here alone and I'll leave a sum of money for you, or go back to China with me and let me support you?"

"I want to be with you."

He couldn't wait to say this without even a second of hesitation.I was not surprised by his answer at all, and I also replied: "When my son's fever subsides, you can go back with us."

Zhang Chen didn't speak any more, I turned around without hesitation and left the room.

I can't bear to leave him here.

Bringing him back to me, I'm sick of it.

People's hearts are always unpredictable, and I don't know what I want, but after all, I am so old, no matter how much I fiddle, I don't bother to fiddle.

I went back to the room, took a shower, and saw my face in the mirror. I haven't changed much from when I was young. Even this year, under the influence of various daily care, it looks a little better. It lasted More than four years of daily exercise has made the muscles in my body very tight.

I saw Zhang Chen again, he couldn't stand up anymore, his hair was graying, his face was wrinkled, his whole body was enveloped by the breath of aging, the flesh on his legs was loose, and there were more hideous scars on his chest, he left Wealth and status, the stagnant time is advancing rapidly on him, causing him to quickly become ugly.

He doesn't look good at all.

This may be retribution.

I wiped my face with a towel and suppressed the thoughts that had just rolled out of my mind.My soft heart and heartache were exchanged for benevolently asking him to go back with me, but it was hard to stop the dark emotions.

When he was young, he did too many wrong things, he was not enough to pay in prison, and he was bumped into such a appearance, and he just asked me to meet him. back to the side.He is a scum, but he is really lucky.

I smoked one cigarette after another on the overly wide bed, without sleep all night.

He didn't get up the next day, and forced himself to sleep all morning. He first went to see his son whose fever had subsided, and then Zhang Chen.

He also fell asleep, and the newly hired nurse dutifully helped him wash his hair, but the gray hair also looked more, I stayed by his bedside for more than ten seconds, and chose to leave again.

Wu Ming didn't wait for me to come back, and invited him to India to explore the market. He was so obedient and cut his salary in half automatically, but both he and I knew that money was just a series of numbers, I didn't care, and he didn't care either.

The detective agency handed over preliminary investigation information. The lady surnamed Lin turned out to be Lin Danni. From this point of view, the 200 million yuan to pay Zhang Chen's medical expenses was the money I gave her back then.Other information has not been checked clearly, but it can be verified that Zhang Chen's life is not very good after he arrived here. He even participated in a Christian Thanksgiving event at Christmas, just to get a few more pieces of bread.

When he was in China, he rejected all religious beliefs and only believed in himself.

I made a phone call and arranged for someone to make an appointment with the best orthopedic specialist in the country. I was going to ask them to see if Zhang Chen's legs could still stand up.