After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

The two spoke in low voices and were quite a distance apart.

Wen Yinuo, who was leaning against the door and watching secretly, couldn't hear what was said specifically.

Just from the shaking of the head, Wen Yinuo could guess that it was most likely related to him.

Specifically...it's just that given my current condition, it would be better for me to go to a nursing home.

In front of Wen Yinuo's eyes, the scenes of his previous life, when he went in and out of the hospital due to illness, reappeared.

At first, he would feel sad when he saw other people who were also sick but had their families by their side.

Later, as I went to the hospital, I spent more and more time in the hospital.

The number of patients seen is increasing.

He saw many patients, initially accompanied by their families.

After coming once or twice, they started to quarrel.

He was no longer so envious of patients who were accompanied by their families.

Later, he also visited a nursing home.

Compared with the psychiatric and psychology departments of hospitals, most patients in sanatoriums have been abandoned by their families.

The patients' daily activities are limited to the small courtyard of the sanatorium.

Getting up, eating, taking medicine every day...all actions must follow the nursing home's schedule.

Wen Yinuo didn't want to be trapped in a small place, and he didn't want to do everything according to the "rules".

The last thing he wanted was Fu Jincheng to give up on him.

He doesn't want to go, no matter how good the situation is.

But whether it was the doctors, the police, or other people who knew the details of his medical condition, they all tried to persuade Fu Jincheng to give up on himself.

Is it really appropriate for him to continue staying with Fu Jincheng?

Will it really not affect or delay him?

After seeing the person off, Fu Jincheng took only two steps and found Wen Yinuo clinging to the door frame, obviously in a state of sadness.

Fu Jincheng sighed slightly, took two steps forward, and pinched the nose of the boy clinging to the door frame:

"What are you thinking about again?"

Wen Yinuo shook his head and shook off Fu Jincheng's hand:

"Brother, what did they say to you?"

Fu Jincheng raised his eyebrows: "Guess."

Wen Yinuo: ...

"Do you suggest that you send me to a nursing home?"

"No." Fu Jincheng didn't even think about denying this answer, "They told me to abide by the law."

Wen Yinuo was confused: "What...?"

Obey the law.

"Alas, speaking of this, I am also wronged." Fu Jincheng held Wen Yinuo's hand and walked towards the house, "Fu Zhanpeng, the scumbag Fu, the one who kidnapped, Xiaobao knows him, right?"

Wen Yinuo was speechless for the second time: "Of course I know."

It has only been two days, and by analogy, even his fish memory can still remember it.

"He is still in the ICU and can't come out." Fu Jincheng pinched Wen Yinuo's palm, "But his assistant, the illegitimate son, is fine."

"When asked casually, he sold out Fu Zhanpeng's crimes and evidence."

"What does that have to do with you, brother?" Wen Yinuo sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, tilting his head to look at the young man who was mixing medicine, "Does this have anything to do with you, brother?"

Could it be that the joke I made before has come true?

Fu Jincheng is really going to go in and operate the sewing machine? Fu Jincheng finished filling the water, covered the lid, shook the cup vigorously, and walked over, standing and leaning on the armrest of the sofa:

"Your brother, am I that kind of person?"

Wen Yinuo's dark eyes turned around, serious and sincere:

"Hard to say."

Judging from Anton’s style of doing things and the sudden appearance of Lao Liu from time to time.

During the years when his brother disappeared, he was definitely not a good person in the public sense.

Fu Jincheng laughed angrily:

"Okay, today I realized that you miss me so much."

Wen Yinuo smiled awkwardly and touched his nose:

"Brother, please tell me quickly."

Fu Jincheng, who had originally made up the story, pointed to his lower lip:

"Pay the reward first."

Wen Yinuo, who didn't really want to give it to her, muttered something in a low voice, leaned over and kissed her, then quickly separated:

"Give it."

"Say it quickly!"

"What about Fu Zhanpeng? The evidence his assistant produced is not enough to sentence him to ten lives."

"Before Fu Zhanpeng, many other people from the Fu family also went in."

"Judging from the number of people, there must be about fifty in total."

Wen Yinuo: ...

A big departure.

Is there no good person in the entire Fu family except his brother?

"There are so many people from the entire Fu family going in. For the sake of social security, they will definitely notice me."

"Doesn't this mean I have to be a good person and not break the law or get caught and put on a sewing machine?"

"They are very reasonable and do not just tell you that crimes will be punished according to the law."

"She even told me that if I operated the sewing machine, I would have to leave you, Xiaobao, alone outside."

Wen Yinuo poked Fu Jincheng's arm: "Why do I feel like you are lying to me?"

"There is a little bit of artistic processing." Fu Jincheng admitted straightforwardly, "For example, the last sentence was added by me."

Wen Yinuo pinched the flesh of the young man's arm and pulled it up: "I knew it!"

Fu Jincheng opened the lid and handed the thermos cup to the boy:

"Yes, yes, my little treasure knows everything. He is the best."

"The most amazing Xiaobao, come on now and drink this cup of medicine."

Wen Yinuo immediately backed off: "...Why does this medicine smell worse than before?"

It definitely tastes harder than before.

"It's okay." Fu Jincheng advised him rationally, "At least the medicine is much more effective."

Regardless of the effect of the medicine, Wen Yinuo just didn't want to drink it and his brows were furrowed into a knot.

"...Can we discuss adding sugar?"

"No." Fu Jincheng, who always followed Wen Yinuo's lead, was extremely firm when it came to matters related to the boy's body. "Just drink it."

Wen Yinuo's little face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

He really wanted to know why Chinese medicine had to be boiled into liquid.

Can't it be solid, like a capsule, that you can swallow in one gulp?

Fu Jincheng tried hard to hold back his laughter and kept the cup near Wen Yinuo's mouth without shaking it.

After more than a minute of stalemate, Wen Yinuo reluctantly extended his hand.

Just as he touched the cup, the doorbell suddenly rang, causing the boy to withdraw his hand abruptly.

Fu Jincheng immediately stuffed the cup into Wen Yinuo's hand:

"I'm going to see who's outside."

"Trust the best Wen Yinuo. When I come back, he will definitely finish the medicine."

Wen Yinuo who doesn’t want to take medicine: Can he pretend not to see it?

Leaving the living room, Fu Jincheng, who was proud of finally giving the medicine to Wen Yinuo, had a smile on his face that said, "Even if you give money, no one will get the medicine."

This smile continued until he reached the door.

After seeing who was outside the door, the smile on Fu Jincheng's face disappeared instantly.

He made no secret of his disgust:

"…Why are you guys here?"

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These two chapters were reviewed and completely rewritten

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