"I see."
"What are you going to do?" Wang Chengzong asked on the phone.
Zhuang Yan looked up at Mr. Zhuang in the ward. Mr. Zhuang was still asleep. He looked down at his feet and said to Wang Chengzong, "Let's see."
"If you need help, tell your brother."
Zhuang Yan hummed, and hung up the phone with Wang Chengzong.
He opened the door and went back to the ward, and sat down on the bed again. He had been busy all night, but he was not very sleepy at this time, and took the fish scale out of his pocket.
Under the light, the fish scales were dark blue, and there seemed to be a thin film on them, reflecting the colorful halo. It looked a bit like the one Mr. Qin was looking for. Zhuang Yan chuckled unconsciously, and he put the scales back into his pocket .
That night he stayed by Mr. Zhuang's bed, and then he couldn't hold on anymore, so he fell asleep for a while, and when he opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.
The golden sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains. Zhuang Yan moved his fingers first, and then raised his head. The blue curtains in front of him, and the greenery revealed from the gaps in the curtains, he blinked, a little puzzled, and then It suddenly occurred to me that I was no longer at the bottom of the sea.
Zhuang Yan turned his head and saw that Mr. Zhuang was looking at him with a smile, and raised his hand to stroke his head.
Zhuang Yan was in a daze again. He remembered that when he was at the bottom of the sea, mermaids seemed to often do this action.
He stood up, brushed his hair, and said to Mr. Zhuang, "I'll go downstairs and buy you something to eat."
Mr. Zhuang nodded, watched Zhuang Yan leave the ward, his eyes stayed on the doorway, and did not move until Zhuang Yan came back.
After eating, Mr. Zhuang asked Zhuang Yan: "Yanyan, what's going on? How did Zhao Wei say you died?"
Zhuang Yan said lightly: "Grandpa, don't listen to him. I went abroad for medical treatment. Zhao Wei owed gambling debts outside, so I want to cheat some money from you while I'm not here."
Mr. Zhuang suddenly realized: "No wonder he encouraged me to sell the house two days ago."
Zhuang Yan hummed, and said, "Grandpa, you must first tell Zhao Wei about my coming back."
Another wave of enemies have not been found yet, if Zhao Wei gets to know that he is still alive, there may still be troubles.
Mr. Zhuang didn't even ask why, he nodded and agreed.
Zhuang Yan went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he looked up at himself in the mirror, he noticed that the clothes on his body were still famous brands, and he didn't know where the mermaid found them for him.
He smiled unconsciously.
After returning to the ward, Zhuang Yan saw several doctors and nurses surrounding Mr. Zhuang, doing dialysis for him. He froze for a moment, and when he was done, he walked out with the nurses and asked: "Didn't you say that you can get better immediately after taking medicine and surgery, and you don't need to do dialysis?"
"This..." The nurse looked at Zhuang Yan and faltered for a while, and finally said, "There is something wrong with Mr. Zhuang's medicine."
"Something went wrong? What's the problem?" Zhuang Yan's voice suddenly became low, and he looked straight at the nurse in front of him.
The nurse was taken aback by his appearance, and her voice unconsciously softened a lot, "... I was stopped by someone."
After a while, Zhuang Yan nodded: "Okay, I see."
Wen's behavior was a little unkind. Seeing the nurse leaving quickly, Zhuang Yan leaned his back against the wall, put his hands in his coat pockets, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
The Wen family had a really good plan.
It's just that Zhao Wei still has a way to deal with him, what should he do when facing the Wen family.
Zhuang Yan pretended to be nonchalant and returned to the ward, but was seen through by Mr. Zhuang. He asked, "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly? Did you not have a good rest?"
Zhuang Yan bowed his head: "Grandpa, do you know about the problem with the medicine?"
Mr. Zhuang hummed, and comforted Zhuang Yan, "It's all trivial."
Where is it a trivial matter, he almost exchanged his life for the chance of Mr. Zhuang's life, but now the Wen family has turned his back on it.
The appearance of the two gentlemen from the Wen family swearing in front of him before was only ridiculous in retrospect, but now Zhuang Yan couldn't laugh.
Old Man Zhuang patted Zhuang Yan's hand and said to him, "Go home early and rest, you don't have to stay with me in the hospital all the time."
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Wen family, since Zhuang Yan left this family, everyone has returned to their old lives.
Wen Yushun no longer hurts anywhere, and the servants will not complain about these masters in secret.
It's just that Mrs. Wen would occasionally have a nightmare. In the dream, she hoped that the child she could find soon would stand on the edge of the cliff. No matter how much she begged, he would always be expressionless, cold, and dismissive of her. Jumping off the cliff with a loud cry.
Every time Mrs. Wen woke up from her dream, covered in cold sweat, Mr. Wen would comfort her over and over again: "That child is fine and will be back soon, don't worry."
Mrs. Wen would hold her chest and say to Mr. Wen with tears in her eyes: "I always feel sorry for that child. If I didn't take good care of him back then, he should have grown up by my side properly."
"It's not your fault." Mr. Wen held her cold hand.
When Wen Yuyao came home in the evening, as soon as he pushed the door away, he asked Mrs. Wen who was sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine: "Mom, I heard that you asked the hospital to postpone Mr. Zhuang's operation. what happened?"
Mrs. Wen put down the magazine in her hand, looked up at her eldest son, and smiled softly: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Mr. Zhuang's illness is already very serious, and he needs an operation as soon as possible. Why did you postpone the operation?"
The smile on Mrs. Wen's face gradually disappeared, and she realized that her son was here to ask her to blame her teacher. She stroked the hair next to her ear and said, "I left the medicine that needs to be used before the operation to Yushun. .”
"Wen Yushun is very well now, and we won't be too late to look for him when he needs it. This medicine is for Mr. Zhuang."
"Our Wen family found this with great effort, so why is it theirs?"
Wen Yuyao sighed: "Mom, you are also clear about this matter. If it wasn't for Zhuang Yan, Wen Yushun might be the one who died now. You were here first but you didn't even give him the medicine you promised earlier."
"Isn't your brother's life more important than those of the others?"
Wen Yuyao frowned. He knew that his mother had always been eccentric and only wanted to protect his own child, but it would be too unconscionable to do so. He continued to persuade: "If you want someone's life, we can't even do that. Nothing works well."
Mrs. Wen was not happy: "Nothing was given anywhere? How much did we give that Li Xiaodan, isn't it enough for his life!"
"Li Xiaodan is Li Xiaodan, and Zhuang Yan is Zhuang Yan."
"The two of them are mother and son, and they belong to the same family. How can they be so clearly separated?"
Mr. Wen upstairs heard the quarrel between his son and his wife, pushed open the door and came down, and persuaded Wen Yuyao, "Forget it, Yuyao, don't argue with your mother, your mother wants to leave the medicine to you. Let Yushun leave it to him, at worst, find another one for them.”
How could that medicine be so easy to find? Wen Yuyao opened his mouth, remembering that Mrs. Wen's health was not in good condition, he sighed, went upstairs without saying anything.
After Wen Yuyao left, Mrs. Wen grabbed Mr. Wen's sleeve: "Did I do something wrong? I just want Yushun to have a guarantee. I've sent people to go abroad to contact new sources of medicine."
But this kind of medicine is so easy to get, otherwise Mrs. Wen wouldn't even want to have a conscience for Wen Yushun and withhold the medicine.
Mr. Wen patted Mrs. Wen on the shoulder, and took her into his arms. Anyway, that Zhuang Yan was dead, and he didn’t believe in ghosts. Now that everything was settled, who would Mrs. Wen want to leave the medicine to? It's fine, as long as she's happy.
Mrs. Wen grabbed Mr. Wen's front, raised her head and asked Mr. Wen, "When will our child come back?"
"I'll pick it up next week."
Mrs. Wen was crying and laughing at the same time, her face was covered with makeup, she choked up and said, "For so many years, he must have suffered a lot outside, I really feel pain in my heart when I think of him not doing well. Incredible."
"Don't worry, he didn't suffer so much."
"How could it be possible that you didn't suffer?"
Mr. Wen smiled slightly, and said to Mrs. Wen: "I knew that Wen Yushun was not our child, and in order to protect that child, I didn't let him come back. I didn't expect you to pour so much affection into Yushun, even him. I couldn't bear it, so I found Zhuang Yan."
Mrs. Wen listened blankly to Mr. Wen's words, and the next second tears burst out of her eyes, patting Mr. Wen's chest non-stop, and asked Mr. Wen: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"If I tell you, you will definitely worry about him. If you show your horse's feet, the child will be in danger."
Mrs. Wen was out of breath from crying, and she knew that what Mr. Wen said was right. She urged Mr. Wen, "Hurry up and bring him back, bring him back."
Mr. Wen patted Mrs. Wen on the back, comforted her and said, "Okay, everything is settled now, why don't you treat him better in the future?"
Madam Wen nodded and promised, "I will definitely treat him well."
Mr. Wen laughed and hugged Mrs. Wen even tighter, he was afraid that Mrs. Wen would turn all her heart towards Wen Yushun like she did to Zhuang Yan before.
But it is different after all. After all, Mrs. Wen knew that Zhuang Yan was not her child from the very beginning, and in order to prevent Mrs. Wen from having unnecessary feelings for Zhuang Yan, he deliberately included Zhuang Yan in the information sent to Mrs. Wen. After smearing it, Mrs. Wen really didn't like him very much.
Now that everything is over, the Wen family no longer have to worry about those people's revenge as they used to.
Mr. Wen smiled triumphantly.