My Healing Games

Chapter 550 Is everything slowly getting better?
Han Fei stopped and looked at the door beside him in disbelief, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

The doorknob turned gently, and the door to Fu Sheng's bedroom opened, letting light stream into the room through the crack.

Standing by the door, Han Fei did not see Fu Sheng's face, nor did Fu Sheng, who had opened the bedroom door, come out of the room.

The father and son both stared at the opened door, gazing at this unexpected change.

A pair of hands reached out from inside the house, and Fu Sheng picked up the plate that Han Fei had brought and returned to the bedroom.

The door closed again, but Han Fei's eyes were full of relief. When he first came to this world of shrine memories, Fu Sheng would react violently whenever he approached the door, refusing to eat anything he made, let alone open the door and take the food he made back into the room like this.

His wife downstairs was also shocked. Fu Sheng, who had always been silent and withdrawn, had taken the initiative to open the door, something she had never dared to imagine before.

His gaze slowly shifted, and the wife looked at Han Fei again. Rather than saying that Fu Sheng had changed, it was more accurate to say that Han Fei's efforts had yielded results.

A smile appeared on her face as she walked to Han Fei's side: "Everything is gradually getting better, take it slow."

"Hmm." Han Fei's mind was filled with an indescribable emotion, which seemed to be happiness.

"Let's go eat too," Han Fei's wife said, taking his arm as they went downstairs together.

This dinner was exceptionally warm and cozy, as if we were celebrating a holiday.

After a satisfying meal, Han Fei and Fu Tian played hide-and-seek at home. Fu Tian had recently become particularly fond of this game, but what frustrated him was that Han Fei always managed to catch him, while when it was his turn to be the one to "it," he could never find Han Fei.

"I'm going to hide, don't peek." Han Fei had the passive ability to play hide-and-seek, but he didn't deliberately hide. He just stayed in a blind spot in Fu Tian's line of sight.

A child's innocent voice rang out in the room. Fu Tian lay on the sofa counting, and when he opened his eyes again, Han Fei was gone.

"Where is dad?"

He ran around the house, but couldn't find Han Fei anywhere, and his cute little face pouted.

Just then, his wife, who was sitting on the sofa, coughed softly and secretly pointed behind her.

Fu Tian ran behind the sofa with some confusion, and his chubby little hands hugged Han Fei, who was sitting behind the sofa: "I caught you!"

The room was filled with joyful laughter. Fu Tian seemed to be holding onto the most important thing in the world. He clung to Han Fei like a koala and refused to let go.

Watching the father and son playing around, the wife briefly forgot the painful sounds; she hadn't smiled from the bottom of her heart like this in a long time.

"I hid so well, how could I have been caught? Did Mom secretly tell you?"

Han Fei picked up Fu Tian and could feel the special connection of blood. The life in front of him was his child, a family member he would protect no matter what.

"Alright, go wash up and get ready for bed."

Han Fei asked his wife to take Fu Tian to the bathroom to wash up, while he sat on the sofa and opened his attribute panel. Fu Tian's attitude towards him had changed, and everything seemed to be getting better, but Han Fei himself felt somewhat uneasy.

He chose the path of defying fate, and he didn't know whether tomorrow or an accident would come first.

Touching the inventory, Han Fei now has one chance to open the inventory. The two most suitable items to bring out are the Rebirth Blade and the Blood-Red Paper Doll.

“The blood-red paper doll is infused with Xu Qin’s blood and has a special connection with her. If we take it out…” Han Fei secretly glanced at his wife in the bathroom. He really hadn’t done anything shameful, but for some reason he still felt a little guilty: “Never mind, I won’t make the game harder for myself.”

Han Fei decided to save this opportunity to retrieve the item for a critical moment.

After his wife put Fu Tian to sleep, she sat down on the sofa and watched TV with Han Fei.

Time passed quickly, and the wife grew sleepy. She slowly leaned to one side, as if she wanted to lean on Han Fei.

Just as their shoulders were about to touch, Han Fei reached out and supported the other person: "Come on, let's go inside and rest."

His wife woke up groggily, said nothing, and simply nodded gently.

Upon entering the bedroom, Han Fei spread the bedding on the floor and skillfully slipped under the covers.

"Why don't you come and sleep in the bed? It's getting colder and colder."

"fine."

Han Fei once again refused his wife's offer, which may also reflect his status in the family. He said he would sleep on the floor, and no one could persuade him otherwise.

After turning off the bedroom light, exhaustion washed over him. Han Fei's guard against his wife gradually lowered, without him even realizing it. As he made up his mind to protect this family, it unknowingly became his safe haven.

As night deepened, Han Fei and his wife, who were already asleep, were suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

They both quickly got up and opened the bedroom door.

The sound seemed to be coming from the bathroom. Han Fei stood protectively in front of his wife and turned on the living room light.

The bathroom mirror was shattered, and Fu Sheng stood amidst the broken pieces, his head bowed, holding an alarm clock in his hand.

Blood trickled down between his fingers and onto the clock hand, as if to stain time crimson.

If it were the old Fu Yi, he would definitely think that Fu Sheng was having another episode and would yell at him, but Han Fei, who knows the truth, would never do that.

Han Fei immediately found a first-aid kit. Instead of asking Fu Sheng why he smashed the mirror, he checked the wound on Fu Sheng's hand.

He never asked Fu Sheng anything; he simply patiently bandaged Fu Sheng's hand.

When Han Fei was bandaging Fu Sheng's wounds, Fu Sheng was initially very uncomfortable and tried to break free, but gave up after a few attempts.

The father and son were in perfect sync; neither of them spoke, but they silently did the right thing.

"Fu Sheng, did you see something?" His wife ran over to ask, but before she could get an answer, she heard Fu Tian crying in the bedroom.

Putting down the broom, the wife quickly went to check on Fu Tian's condition.

Standing at the bathroom door, Han Fei treated Fu Sheng's wounds, then picked up a broom and dustpan and began cleaning up the broken mirror on the floor.

Seeing Han Fei's busy and silent appearance, Fu Sheng gently touched his bandaged hand and whispered, "There's a ghost in the mirror, a woman without a face."

"I know."

"Are you willing to believe what I'm saying?"

“I met the old headmaster. He told me a lot of things. I misunderstood you before. No, everyone misunderstood you.” Han Fei tidied up the things on the ground and asked tentatively, “The saplings left by the old headmaster have been planted in the sun. The girl who ate with you has been waiting for you. If you have time, go see them tomorrow. That school has changed.”

Han Fei did not force Fu Sheng to go to school, nor did he spout any grand theories about how learning can change one's life. He simply mentioned things that Fu Sheng was once familiar with.

For Fu Sheng, the girl and the old principal were probably the only people in that college worth remembering.

"Go back to sleep. I'll cover all the mirrors in the house with black cloth later, so we won't need any mirrors at night anymore." Han Fei knew very well how much the faceless woman hated him, so he not only didn't blame Fu Sheng, but also thought Fu Sheng did the right thing. He even wished that Fu Sheng would break a few more mirrors to stop the faceless woman from going too far.

Fu Sheng seemed not quite used to talking to his father. He wanted to clean up by himself, but he couldn't reach out his hands. His body instinctively didn't want to get close to his father.

"That faceless ghost will probably come looking for you again." After saying this last sentence, Fu Sheng went back upstairs and locked himself in his room again.

“From the moment I made my choice, the world began to change, and these ghosts and monsters seem to have become more and more active.” After cleaning the bathroom, Han Fei went into Fu Tian’s bedroom. The child was terrified and kept crying.

"Both Fu Tian and Fu Sheng seem to be able to see ghosts. How did they develop this ability? Could it be inherited from Fu Yi? But why doesn't Fu Yi have any abilities?" Han Fei compared the two brothers' life trajectories but still couldn't figure it out.

These two brothers are both great figures who changed the world, but their father was the worst person in the world.

While his wife was putting Fu Tian to sleep, Han Fei found a black cloth and covered all the mirrors in the house, including the TV screen and the glass coffee table, which could reflect light.

"Do you believe what the children say?" His wife waited until Fu Tian fell asleep before she dared to whisper to Han Fei, "Maybe we should take them to see a doctor."

His wife didn't believe in ghosts. Han Fei had seen one when he was doing a building manager's job: Fu Sheng was tied to the bed as a patient and lost his freedom, like a highly aggressive madman.

“Fu Sheng has just started to recover. At this time, what he needs isn't a doctor, but someone willing to stay by his side.” Han Fei looked at his wife very seriously: “I know you’ve always treated Fu Sheng like your own child, and you’ve suffered a lot of injustices over the years. I will try my best to make up for those mistakes, but…”

His wife seemed to have a bad feeling, and she grabbed Han Fei's arm.

"If I go on a long trip, please remember to always trust Fu Sheng. He is the most outstanding person in the world. Never treat him as a burden; you can even try to rely on him." Han Fei saw the future; he knew what kind of people the Fu Sheng and Fu Tian brothers would become.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Go back to sleep. You still have to take Fu Tian to kindergarten tomorrow."

Han Fei and his wife returned to the bedroom and crawled back into bed, but they couldn't fall asleep.

After finally enduring until dawn, Han Fei had just finished washing up when his phone rang again.

Han Fei glanced at the caller ID and his expression turned strange. The caller was Wu Shan, the player he had met yesterday.

"Is something the matter, Wu Shan?"

“Yesterday, when Big Fish and the boss were escorting your brother back, they encountered some unknown accidents, and we have lost contact with the three of them now…” Wu Shan felt a little guilty. He was the one who invited Shen Luo to join, but before he even met him, an accident happened.

"They should have gone back yesterday at noon!" Han Fei was also taken aback.

“We’ve been searching all night, but the three of them have vanished without a trace. We can’t contact them at all, and we don’t know where they went.” Wu Shan said helplessly, “Their van collided with an ambulance just after leaving the city. Qiangwei suspects that their disappearance is related to that ambulance, and we are slowly checking all kinds of hospitals in the city.”

"There was a car accident?" Han Fei sat on the sofa. He didn't dare tell Wu Shan that Shen Luo's luck value was zero, let alone that all of this might be related to Shen Luo.

His brain raced, and Han Fei rationally considered the situation for a moment.

The van was involved in a car accident as soon as it left the city, and Shen Luo and the two players disappeared. Now the other players are preparing to check all the hospitals in order to find them. If they happen to find the Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital, they might all be wiped out.

“If I didn’t know Shen Luo inside and out, I would have suspected that he was the mastermind behind it all.” Han Fei organized his thoughts: “Last night I think I was attacked by some kind of ghost. This world is becoming more and more dangerous. If you really can’t find Shen Luo, don’t panic. Try to protect yourselves first.”

"The storm is brewing, and I have a feeling something big is about to happen. Why don't you join us? That way, we can look out for each other." Wu Shan invited Han Fei to join them again.

"I'll join, but not now." After hanging up the phone, Han Fei didn't know how to contact Shen Luo: "Could he have been taken back to the hospital again? Even if his luck is zero, he shouldn't be that unlucky."

Looking at the phone map, the plastic surgery hospital and the amusement park are located on opposite sides of the city, and it seems that as long as you leave the city center, you will enter their sphere of influence.

"I can let those players scout ahead. I'll stay in the city center and not go anywhere. Once everyone's hatred is eliminated, even if the world is mutated, I'll have enough helpers by my side."

Thinking of this, Han Fei sighed. Theoretically, he could get help from everyone, but only if he could live to see that day.

Given the current situation, the best outcome is to stay by his wife's side forever, and the second best is to be imprisoned in the basement by Li Guo'er and become her personal toy.

"Once I finish this mission, I probably won't date again for the rest of my life."

After finishing breakfast, Han Fei was about to pick up his bag and head to work when he suddenly heard the door on the second floor open.

Looking up at the second floor with some surprise, Han Fei saw that Fu Sheng had changed into a brand new school uniform and was carrying a schoolbag as he walked out of the bedroom.

Sunlight streamed through the window into the room, and Fu Sheng raised his hand to shield his forehead.

Since dropping out of school, he always goes out at night, and during the day he keeps the thick curtains drawn inside. He hasn't been able to bask in the sunlight for a long time.

The family of three all looked at Fu Sheng, each one more surprised than the last.

After putting on his hat, Fu Sheng didn't linger, picked up his schoolbag, and walked out of the house.

(End of this chapter)