What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Inside the rental house, the dirty floor was covered with broken pieces of wine bottles, and a long man was lying on the ground. This man was being pinned down by a group of tall and muscular men in tights.

The boy stood in front of his house with his schoolbag on his back, staring at the scene in amazement.

Those strong men were holding down his alcoholic father. The one who was leading the group and smiling was a little thin and must be their master.

The man had a low ponytail and was wearing a brown coat. He sat dignifiedly on the small sofa in his home that cost only a few dozen yuan.

Lu Jinan saw him and smiled.

"Hello, little friend, from today on, I will be your guardian."

Wu Jincheng had a calm expression, but his fingers were white because he was tightly gripping the straps of his schoolbag.

He didn't look at him, but his eyes were fixed on the man with a bruised face and nose lying on the ground. The cold wind outside the door rushed in from the door behind him.

The boy's hair was blown up, and his loose school uniform was much more puffy than before, as if it had been inflated.

"How much money did you gamble this time?"

"So this time I lost to someone else."

"Really? Dad."

Wu Jincheng walked over to Wu Ke and squatted down. Even though he had pretended to be calm and indifferent, the tremor in his voice revealed that he was not as indifferent as he appeared.

The man on the ground covered his face and turned away.

By doing this, he undoubtedly acknowledged what Wu Jincheng had just said.

Wu Jincheng looked deeply at the person on the ground, then stood up and met Lu Jinan's gaze.

The child's back was very straight, his hair was jet black, and the corners of his lips were pulled straight.

"This is illegal. I have the right to appeal to both of you."

The voice became much calmer, but Lu Jinan still heard a hint of uneasiness in it.

In fact, everyone present knew that the actual law could not protect him at this moment.

Wu Jincheng also knew it.

But what he thought in his heart was that if he could say more, he would say more. Maybe it would really have a deterrent effect.

Lu Jinan sat up straight, folded his arms across his chest, and smiled, "Little friend, it's useless to intimidate the enemy like this."

He stood up and walked to the boy, twisted the phone in his hand around his fingertips, and handed it to his chest.

"Do you have a cell phone? If not, I'll lend you my uncle's."

"Use the emergency number, call 110."

The man was tall, and Wu Jincheng raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

His face looked gentle and harmless.

He touched his back teeth with the tip of his tongue, and when he saw the phone being handed to him, he took a few steps back.

If he hadn't seen him lift his father's face with his toes and kick it aside, he might have believed that he was a good person.

But then again, which creditor can get along well with the debtor?

"I'm just kidding. He owes you a lot of money. He just said that using a child to pay off a debt infringes on my personal rights. I don't think this gentleman wants to be in trouble in the future. So, if it's convenient, I will do my best to pay the monthly installment on your account."

Hearing this, Lu Jinan frowned, "He doesn't want you anymore, and you still want to help him pay off his debts?"

The boy in front of him looked at the figure lying over there, his eyelashes drooped, and he weakly pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"But he is my father."

The boy's thin shoulders drooped weakly with these words.

He is his father, what else can he do?

Lu Jinan pinched his brows and felt extremely depressed. Looking at the obedient child in front of him and thinking about everything he had experienced in the story line, he became even more angry.

He spat in a low voice, "Is this kind of person worthy?"

"If you can earn the title of father simply by mating, then that's really an insult to the word."

Wu Jincheng was a little surprised. He looked up at the gentleman, seeming a little surprised at what he said.

Lu Jinan was also looking at him with a smile at this time.

As expected, after spending so long with that little bastard, I really can't control my mouth anymore.

(Lu Kuangye: If you don't say dirty words out loud, swallowing them will only make you dirty.)

Suddenly, the image of that brat came to my mind, and I remembered when I was guiding him in writing an essay the night before yesterday. I clearly asked him to refer to the format of excellent essays, but he pointed at the famous quotes that others had borrowed and asked if he could make up one of his own and then just recite a few celebrity names to use in his essay.

How can someone be so "talented".

Wu Jincheng looked at the curve that appeared inadvertently on the corner of the mouth of the person in front of him.

"You want to help your father pay off his debts? I have no problem with that." Lu Jinan raised his hand to take the documents handed to him by the bodyguard next to him, flipped through them casually, and said, "But you are still in school and underage. Even if you go out after school every day to serve dishes and wash dishes, you will have to do it."

"At this rate, you'll have to provide for my retirement."

Wu Jincheng pursed his lips and looked at the floor.

"Anthra... I really can't give you much money right now, but I..."

Wu Jincheng wanted to plead again, but was interrupted by the man raising his hand.

The man in front of him was smiling, leaning slightly towards him. Wu Jincheng stepped back, but his eyes could not let go of his face. His eyes reflected only his beautiful face, and everything else seemed out of focus.

"The information says that you have good grades and always rank first in the school."

"How about this, I have a stupid kid who needs someone to teach him. You can come to my house after school every day to be his after-school tutor. The tuition fee is the same as outside, calculated by the hours, and can be used to offset your father's debt."

Lu Jinan leaned over and looked at him directly. Noticing the frown on his face, he raised his hand and touched his head.

"Those who sign contracts should not forge anything."

Wu Jincheng still didn't believe it, "Why me?"

Lu Jinan straightened up, touched his chin, lowered his eyes and looked at him for a long while, then smiled leisurely, "I said that I have a keen eye for pearls and want to dig you out of this muddy place in advance and invest in you as a potential stock. Do you believe it?"

Wu Jincheng was a little stunned, as if he had never thought of this statement. But for now, this really was his best option.

He looked up at the man, a faint smile still on the corner of his mouth.

The sound of the air conditioner outside the window was like a roaring monster, accompanied by the barking or whimpering in the alley late at night.

Wu Jincheng met those clear eyes and agreed to his request as if possessed by a demon.

After signing the contract and pressing their respective signatures, Lu Jinan breathed a sigh of relief.

The vibration in his pocket made Lu Jinan take out his cell phone.

Seeing the notes on the screen, Lu Jinan silently put the phone at a certain distance from his ear.

As expected, the person on the other end of the phone had a very bad temper.

Lu Jinan listened silently to the roar from the other side, and it was a long time before he began to coax the person to apologize.

Wu Jincheng watched him hold his forehead helplessly, and then his eyes inadvertently revealed a look of doting, which made him curious about who the person opposite him was.

Listening to him coaxing her patiently, Wu Jincheng inexplicably envied the person on the other end of the phone.

He no longer looked at the man's face, but instead lowered his gaze to the paper contract in his hand, moving to the name that Party B had just signed.

Lu Jinan.

Meanwhile, Lu Jinan sighed and smiled silently as he watched the phone finally hang up. Finally done with the little jerk on the other side, he turned to look at Wu Jincheng, his face still smiling. "My little brat at home is making a fuss. Sorry to bother you."

Wu Jincheng pursed his lips and quickly shook his hands, "No, no." He lowered his head, moved his gaze to the man lying on the ground, and his eyes also narrowed.

He hasn't heard any caring calls from home for a long time since his mother left.

Lu Jinan followed his gaze and saw the man lying on the ground with a red face and snoring, and he couldn't help but look at him with a little disgust.

"My home is not far from your school. Do you want to come home with me? My family will provide tutoring, food and accommodation."

Lu Jinan felt that he was just like the big bad wolf wearing his grandmother's clothes, coaxing the children to follow him.

Wu Jincheng's hand on the side slowly curled up. He looked at the person lying on the ground, and then looked at the friendly man in front of him who was extending his hand to him.

He was a little shaken.

"I don't know if you are aware that your father's physical examination report showed signs of moderate mania. I believe your mother left you for this reason. When I came, your father was indiscriminately driving people away and getting angry. He even picked up a kitchen knife and waved it at us. The scene that you happened to see when you returned home was our self-defense." The clear voice narrated slowly.

"Has he ever hit you before?" He touched his head, like a parent comforting his child.

Wu Jincheng fell silent. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. It was like a sour feeling in his heart after a trance. He looked at the place where he was hit through his clothes. His lower lip had been bitten and was bleeding.

It turns out that this was the real reason why his mother didn't want them.

He took the man's hand, looked up at him, and said in a trembling voice, "I'll go with you."

He didn't ask him why he knew these things better than him, nor did he ask him why he cared about him so much. He just didn't want to see that person anymore.

He wants to escape.