Crush professional skills

……

cold.

It's cold.

His mind was so heavy, he didn't know how long he had slept, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the gray ceiling.The white light outside the corridor shines in, the sound of someone walking in the corridor, he wants to call someone, his whole body hurts, are his hands and legs gone, where are mom and dad?

He still remembers the dazzling white light at the moment of the car accident, and then a lot of blood...all red.

His throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and a small cut was made on his parched lips, "Ha..." The tiny voice that he made with his breath quickly disappeared in the cold air.

His throat felt as if it had been scorched by fire, his eyelids were stuck together and he couldn't help but close them.

"Is the kid awake?"

"Let me take a look." A nurse glanced inside, "Not yet!"

"It's so pitiful. Is it his brother in the other ward? Why are these parents like this? They also had a car accident, but let the younger son be the mobile blood bank for the older son. The younger son is lying here and has a serious blood loss but ignores it? How many times now? The blood bank in every hospital is in urgent need, but luckily someone just happened to donate blood to this child, otherwise what would we do!"

"Look at this child who is so skinny that he doesn't look like a human being. Parents are so inhuman!"

……

Mom and Dad told him countless times.

He was born to replace his sick brother's heart when he grows up.

He needs health to be the guarantee of his brother's health, and life is like a luxury to him every day.

Under the cold quilt, the pale and thin hands trembled unconsciously.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

Walking into the door is a man and a woman, his parents.

The man's eyes were red, he lifted the boy by the neck, pulled the boy up from the hospital bed, and punched him.

The stormy torture is about to begin again...

He didn't say a word, and was beaten by the man in silence. He was beaten harder when he cried before.

Then he knew that no matter how painful it was, he couldn't scream.

The bloody taste filled the mouth, and the lips were bitten.

This time it is more ruthless than before, is it because my brother is seriously injured?

The woman hated the boy very much, "Your brother is dead, you bastard, why didn't you die?"

"It was you who killed your brother! Broomstar, I shouldn't have given birth to you!"

Brother died?

Yeah, why wasn't it... me.

I don't know how long it took, until the uncle pulled his parents away from him, he closed his eyes, and it would be fine if he died, and there would be no more pain.

He opened his eyes again and saw Uncle.

The uncle's name is Pei Yuan, and others call him the film king, and he looks very much like his father.

"Xiaochen, would you like to be my child and call me daddy?" Standing behind the uncle was grandpa.

"?" So, where are his parents?

"Don't worry, they won't hit you again, with grandpa and your uncle here, don't even try to get any closer to you!!" Grandpa stroked his head, smiled and began to cry.

"Grandpa...don't...cry" the broken voice spoke out with difficulty.

"Okay, don't talk, grandpa won't cry!" Mr. Pei nodded, "By the way, you lost a lot of blood in a car accident before, and someone gave you a blood transfusion. Grandpa invited him and his son!"

I saw a round head poking out from the door of the ward, eyes blinking, very cute, just like a white and fat bun.

Baozi was picked up by a tall man and hugged in his arms. The man's face was very blurry, and he only remembered a pair of cold eyes.

Grandpa went to thank you.

The man nodded reservedly, "You don't need to thank me, I just don't want Xiaoyu to be sad."

"Father, it's the best!" The boy named Xiaoyu rubbed the man's face.

The man's unyielding aura of not being allowed to enter was mixed up by Xiaoyu into a picture of father and son intimacy. The man seemed to spoil his son very much, his cold eyes softened, and he pinched his son's round face helplessly.

Baozi jumped off the man and ran to the hospital bed on short legs, "Big brother, is it still hurting?"

That smile is like a little sun.

He shook his head and wanted to say thank you, but in the end he uttered a few syllables intermittently: "Your... name?"

"Father calls me Xiaoyu, Yan Chengyu, I'm three and a half years old and almost four years old!" The little child can speak clearly, so he wants to be tutored very well.

"My... name is Pei Chen."

……

"Xiaochen, wake up!"

The strength on his shoulders made Pei Chen wake up suddenly, only to find that he was still in his grandfather's bedroom, and he hadn't dreamed of being a child for a long time.

"Xiaochen, if you want to sleep, you should go to your own room. You don't have to watch over me all the time. Grandpa will be fine in a while!" Mr. Pei looked at his eldest grandson worriedly. Compared with his younger grandson Pei Bao, he was more worried about how he looked. Perfect Pei Chen.

Seeing his grandfather still smiling healthily, thinking of the doctor's judgment... Pei Chen's pupils darkened a little.

"No need, I can't sleep when I wake up, it's because Grandpa's bed is so comfortable and I miss it so much!" Pei Chen smiled a little embarrassedly.

Old Pei's eyes became more and more pity. He still remembered that when he brought little Pei Chen back, little Pei Chen didn't sleep at all at night, and kept his eyes open all night looking at the ceiling. Only then did the child be forced to take him to his room and force him to sleep with him.

For the first two years, little Pei Chen slept on this bed.

Mr. Pei knew that because of his own affairs, Pei Chen would suffer from insomnia again.The encounter on the high-speed rail was regarded as timely medical treatment, and conservative treatment was given, but he didn't know how long the disease would last, and the hope of recovery was also very slim. Even if he didn't mention it, he knew that Pei Chen had stayed up for several nights.

If this goes on like this, before he falls, Pei Chen is about to fall.

If he hadn't seen Pei Chen in pain just now, he wouldn't have woken up his grandson who had finally fallen asleep.

I'm afraid, it brings back bad memories...

The knock on the door interrupted Mr. Pei's thoughts, and it was Mr. Pei's secretary Li Tezhu who walked in.

Assistant Li had gray temples and looked a few years older than Mr. Pei, "Master, the head of Shaw is here, do I need to say no?"