Sister live broadcast: Brother is a scumbag, he only knows how to rely on his parents

[Is this brother mentally ill? If it were me, I would definitely curse him. What kind of friend is this? I helped you once, but you want to kill me? I feel so sorry for this little fat guy.]

[Isn’t this actually very normal? Think about it, what did your brother do during the year he was away from home?

He took a gangster as his teacher, and he didn't learn well every day. He has changed a lot. He is no longer the brother who knew how to love his sister and take care of his family. 】

[Oh, I don’t know what this brother is thinking. Such a young child doesn’t go to school, but instead runs so far.

The key is that it would be fine if you could learn something good, but you gave up on yourself and lost some good qualities. This shows the importance of school education and family education for a person. 】

[My family, I really can’t bear to watch this anymore. If I were the fat boy’s father, I would definitely slap him.

This was a critical moment for his son's life, but the brother was only thinking about his good friend's toys. How could this be a good friend? Are you sure he's not an enemy? 】

[Don't say anything, my brother is so kind, he must want to help that little fat boy. ]

As soon as this comment came out, there was a row of question marks below it.

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The man who wrote about his brother's excellent qualities was miserable because he was being watched by his boss.

There was a lot of jingling noises in the background, and many people were following the barrage to curse him.

Later, the man simply gave up and cleared all the information in the background.

If you can't see something, just pretend it didn't happen.

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He amused himself and comforted himself in his heart, feeling both painful and happy.

He was happy because his boss said he would give each of them a raise, and he was sad because he was actually helping that scumbag brother.

In the ward.

"Doctor, please take Xiaoxu with you. I will talk to Mingxu."

Wimber forced a smile.

If the child in front of him was just an ordinary one, he would definitely get angry.

However, Xiao Mingxu had saved his son, so no matter how angry he was, it did not show on his face.

Several nurses quickly moved Xiaoxu to a stretcher and pushed him out the door.

At this critical moment, Xiao Mingxu suddenly grabbed Wen Xu's hand, forcibly pried open the boy's fingers, and pulled out a small Superman model.

The nurses stopped immediately for fear of catching the boy's hand.

Even Qiao Yue's expression looked very ugly.

In her memory, little Mingxu has always been a very well-behaved child. How come he has changed so much in more than a year?

Becoming so selfish.

The moment when my son's life depended on it.

But this child kept making trouble and insisted on finding some toys.

Even though I found that my son actually had a toy model in his hand.

She also regretted very much, regretting bringing little Mingxu here.

As the boy's cart was pushed out, silence returned to the ward.

Everyone looked towards Xiao Mingxu with unfriendly expressions.

"Child, I will take you home now. If you like this toy, I will give it to you on my own initiative."

Mother Wen's voice was a little cold and hard.

The fact that she didn't curse loudly was a result of her good self-control.

Dai Mingxu shook his head.

"Aunt Yue, I'll wait for Xiaoxu to wake up."

Then he lowered his head and looked carefully at the toy Superman in his hand.

"Forget it, it's just a child." Wen Bo patted his wife's shoulder at the right time.

Although he said this, he was already extremely disgusted in his heart and did not intend to let his son continue to associate with this person.

This is why Qiao Yue did not lose her composure in front of so many people.

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone felt like they were on a rack, and every second of waiting was torture.

Qiao Yue's eyes gradually turned red.

She blamed herself for not discovering the child's coma in time and she was also responsible.

If I had kept my child with me all the time, or had given him more attention, I would definitely not be as panic-stricken as I am now.

As these people waited, they gradually forgot about Xiao Mingxu next to them.

After all, the boy was small and was standing in a crowd, so if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see him at all.

The Wen family's parents no longer had the patience they once had for the child, so they didn't care at all how long the child had been waiting.

Another thirty or forty minutes passed before a sound came from the other side.

Wen Xu, whose face was a little dark and red, was pushed back, and he looked exactly the same as before.

As the attending physician, it was the first time he felt such a difficult situation walking behind.

And this boy is no ordinary child, he is the grandson of their old dean.

If something really happened in the hospital, they would all be blamed.

"How is the child now?" Qiao Yue asked hurriedly.

"We did an EEG and MRI on the child, checked blood, and took other films, but we couldn't find any cause."

"All the results tell us that, apart from a bit of excess body fat, the child is relatively healthy."

This is what gives the attending physician a headache.

After living for so many years, they really haven't discovered such a problem.

All the data are normal and the same as that of a healthy child, but why is he still in a coma and can't be woken up no matter how we call him?

"How could this happen?" Qiao Yue staggered a little.

Even Mr. Wen’s hospital couldn’t find any problems, so doesn’t that mean there’s no way to save their child?

Her child is still so young and has not experienced a good life. He cannot remain in a coma!

"Doctor, will my child remain in a coma like a vegetable?" Wen Bo asked hurriedly.

This is also what worries him.

"Generally speaking, there is a reason why a vegetative patient is in a coma, but the young master is in very good health, and we cannot predict what will happen next."

The doctor shook his head.

Just when everyone was anxious and at a loss.

Xiao Mingxu spoke again: "Uncle Wen, Aunt Yue, let me take a look."

He held the toy in his hand, his eyes clear.

Wen Bo was a little displeased, and his eyes were full of scrutiny.

"Mingxu, this is a hospital, not a place to play games. Don't disturb the doctor's treatment."

His tone was cold and impatient.

If it weren't for this child, I would have saved my son's life.

He definitely won't endure until this point.

“Uncle Wen, Aunt Yue, this toy is cursed.”

Xiao Mingxu spoke each word clearly.

He held up the small Superman toy in his hand.

Others looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Where did this idiot come from?

Instead, the attending physician seemed to be thinking about something.

Because he has indeed received some strange patients recently.