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The panic in her eyes undoubtedly pleased Liu You'er, who smiled even more and said, "Little Zombie seems to still be struggling with his bloodlust."
Wei Yuan's Wings, although only half intact, were still able to fly, albeit in a wobbly manner and at a slow speed.
He had already ascended into the air, but upon hearing those words, he hesitated mid-flight as a voice came from below.
"Given the hostility he carries, he must have killed quite a few people. I suppose I’ll take it upon myself to rid the world of this menace."
Wei Yuan naturally knew who this "menace" was.
However, he felt that Quan Quan was not much weaker than her. He decided to escape first to heal himself, improve his physical condition, and then return to save him. His Wings were still too fragile and needed strengthening, along with a solid plan. He hadn't informed the doctor about this outing; how would he explain it...
At that moment, Wei Yuan's mind was in chaos, thoughts racing one after another. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the despair from his first memories...
Five years ago in America.
"Is that Wei Yuan? He looks so young."
"Yeah, I heard he's only 28."
"28? At such a young age, he's a candidate for the Nobel Prize in Biology?"
"What candidate? I heard he is the one; who could possibly surpass him?"
"My goodness, he's so handsome. Does he have a partner?"
The protagonist of the story sat quietly in a suit, listening to the praises of others. But he didn't care about that; what mattered to him was the joyful gaze of his younger brother in front of the television.
Memory.
"Brother, why do you always go to America?"
"I? Of course, I will work hard to become your Mad Scientist and save the world with you!"
"Haha..."
The child's previously gloomy face instantly brightened upon hearing this.
"By the way, is it the person from that comic I read? That's great! The doctor in the comic is amazing; he can even bring the dead back to life!"
Wei Yuan was taken aback, looking at his brother's withered legs, his expression darkening.
Noticing this, his brother hurriedly explained, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine like this. You don't have to worry about me. Just go and work hard this time, and quickly become a Mad Scientist!"
What I want to do is only one thing: to make you a normal child, Wei Yuan silently thought but didn't say it out loud. He gently rubbed his brother's head and said, "Don't worry, I will cure you."
The child smiled but didn't speak further. His gaze was involuntarily drawn to the laughter outside the hospital room, revealing a hint of longing.
On the television, an awards stage appeared, where a person with a cold expression held a trophy as if it were just an ordinary glass cup.
Seeing his brother like this, Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Let me take you out to play with your Buddy~"
Saying this, he placed the child in a wheelchair and pushed him outside.
The child happily nodded while looking at his brother's chin, showing an emotion that didn't quite match his age.
Self-doubt and fulfillment
Now
"Wei Yuan? Mr. Wei Yuan?"
A gentle and appropriate voice pulled Wei Yuan back from his memories. He smiled politely as he walked onto the stage amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, accepting their praise, but his eyes remained fixed on the camera, his gaze tender.
He knew his younger brother would be glued to the television.
Sure enough, as soon as he stepped off the stage, his phone rang. The exclusive ringtone made his brows relax, and the distant fake smile faded away.
"Hello, Quan Quan, you..."
"Mr. Wei, this is the hospital. Your brother accidentally fell down the stairs while playing with someone and is now in the ICU receiving treatment. Please..."
After that, he couldn't remember anything else—how he returned to the country, how he got to the hospital, how... he looked through the glass at the child covered in tubes, breathing shallowly.
"What happened?"
His voice was hoarse, feeling as if he hadn't had water for days, yet it carried a sharpness that made one feel uneasy.
The nurse beside him stammered, "Mr. Wei, it has nothing to do with anyone else; it was really just your brother playing..."
"Enough."
Wei Yuan lowered his head against the glass, unable to see his expression, interrupting the nurse's words.
He silently walked outside to where children often played, standing behind a tree and lighting a cigarette.
Before long, a few children arrived, chattering loudly and starting to argue about what to play.
"Why should I be 'it'? Why don't you take a turn?"
"I was 'it' yesterday; why am I still 'it' today?"
"Of course it's you! If you hadn't pushed that kid down, wouldn't he still be 'it' now?"
"He deserves it. I told him to get lost, but he still followed me, saying something about how his brother would worry if he had no friends. Who cares about him! If he didn't give me candy every day, who would want to be friends with that cripple? Always dragging me down, and you often hit him too!"
"I bully him because he... well, I enjoy it. What's wrong with that?"
"Alright, stop arguing. My parents said not to mention this outside. Come on, let's play rock-paper-scissors!"
"Fine, fine. Let's do rock-paper-scissors."
The kids reached an agreement and stopped quarreling, happily playing without noticing the faint sounds coming from behind the tree.
"Zing."
The cigarette butt burned his finger, releasing a burnt smell. Wei Yuan glanced at his injured finger, expressionless as he extinguished the cigarette against the tree and tossed it into the trash can. Finally, he turned back to look at the faces of those kids before leaving.
Three days later.
Wei Yuan slowly fed water to his younger brother. Although most of it dribbled out, only a small portion made it in, he didn't mind and seemed in a good mood, humming a tune with a slight smile on his lips.
Outside the ward, two nurses hurried past with anxious footsteps. After a while, several attending physicians rushed by.
A few parents were still crying out.
"What is going on in your hospital? Why did my child suddenly contract this terrible virus? His throat is full of pus!"
"And my son! Look at his leg; it's completely rotting! He needs an amputation! He was supposed to be an athlete!"
"What about my daughter? Her face looks like this; how will she..."
"This is a hospital; please be quiet!"
Just as the doctors and nurses were overwhelmed, a chilling voice silenced everyone. However, when they realized it was just a man, the noise started again.
"You are so cold-blooded!"
"You have no morals, do you have any compassion?"
"If your loved ones were like this, would you still be the same?!"
The last sentence successfully halted Wei Yuan's steps. He looked at the person who spoke with a half-smile and then glanced at his son, saying, "Is this your son?"
The person felt a wave of fear spread through him under Wei Yuan's poisonous gaze, and for a moment, he couldn't find his voice, only managing to nod stiffly.
"Oh, how cute~"
This statement left everyone stunned, but the speaker seemed oblivious. After saying that, he walked away leisurely. For some reason, as they watched his retreating figure, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Only that mother looked at her son covered in sores, feeling goosebumps all over...
In this state, even she couldn't bring herself to say the word "cute."
But who would have thought that just as Wei Yuan was about to enter the ward, he stopped again and looked back at them, causing their hearts to rise into their throats.
He slowly placed a finger in front of his lips and whispered "shh," before entering.
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