The First People's Hospital of Longcheng City.

A pale teenager lay quietly on a hospital bed, his eyes closed and red, apparently having just cried.

At this moment, the woman was scolding at the man sitting on the chair on the side of the bed: "Why are you so useless, you can't even make up some medical expenses, what a waste!"

The man smacked his lips and tried to defend himself, but he didn't say anything after all.

After all, who would have thought that his son would run away from playing outside the school without permission and lose his hands.

If Zhao Hangyu could be present, he would definitely be able to recognize that the young man lying on the bed was Wang Hao, who had bullied him before.

"Well, I see, I'll go out and borrow some money from someone else. The man sighed, turned and strode out of the room.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, the woman looked disdainful. She knows the situation at home very well, since marrying this man, she has basically not enjoyed a day of happiness.

It is said that it is borrowing money, but basically the end may be in vain.

Although the school will be in the humanitarian compensation for Wang Hao, it is basically a drop in the bucket for expensive medical expenses.

Amputation, skin grafting, post-operative recovery, a series of expenses have made the situation worse for this not wealthy family.

And, most seriously, today the attending physician told the woman that her son Wang Hao's hands can basically be characterized as disabled.

"Help, don't come here, don't..."

Wang Hao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly began to dream, and then his eyes suddenly widened with his eyes closed, and his immature face was full of horror.

Seeing this, the woman next to her repeatedly comforted her, but it didn't have any effect.

When Wang Hao raised his arms, which had been wrapped in gauze, his eyes turned black because he couldn't accept the reality, and he fell asleep again.

Seeing her son end so tragically, the woman was heartbroken and couldn't wait to take her son's place.

......

"What did you say?"

In a luxuriously decorated room, a dignified-looking man was yelling into his mobile phone, "You say my son is now disabled with no hands?"

"Yes. There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before the woman's voice rang again.

"What's going on, tell me the details carefully, and I'll see who dares to touch my son in this imperial capital!" the man gritted his teeth into the microphone.

Long.

The man hung up angrily, and after some communication, he learned that it was not a human who had hurt his son, but a wild cat.

The man was so depressed that he picked up the cigarette case on the table and smoked them one by one, which was like a fist that had been full of strength and smashed directly into the cotton at once.

"Wild cats aren't like that, are they..."

Suddenly, the man thought of a possibility, hurriedly picked up the mobile phone on the table, pressed a number he knew by heart, and dialed it.

After two busy tones, an old voice came from the phone. "Who?"

"Master Lin, it's me, Xiao Song, do you remember?" the man hurriedly replied.

"I told you fifteen years ago, don't call again, how did you forget?"

"I—" The man took a deep breath, trying to calm his mood as much as possible.

"I suspect my fortune has come to an end, my son—" The man told the news he had just gotten.

"You're not wrong in what you suspected, your luck has indeed come to an end, I can't help you, so be it, hang up. ”

Hearing that the other end of the phone was about to hang up, the man suddenly became anxious, and begged bitterly, "Master Lin, you must help me, my father saved you back then." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before the voice in the microphone rang again. "Your son's injury is destined to hit the demon, as for the problem of great luck, you have indeed come to the end, I can't help you. ”

The man gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, only to find that the other end of the phone had been hung up.

Early morning.

Zhao Hangyu rubbed his eyes sleepily and woke up from his slumber.

As soon as I opened my eyes, a beautiful figure came into view.

"Sister Su Mo, why are you here?" Zhao Hangyu looked at Su Mo who was sitting at the head of his bed suspiciously, and asked.

Su Mo smiled slightly, "After I took you home from school yesterday, you fell into a coma for some reason, and I have been staying at the head of the bed to accompany you." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hangyu immediately began to think about it, but the strange thing was that his memory after returning home seemed to be broken, and he couldn't remember it at all.

"Sister Shui came to see you in person and told me that you are a symptom of anemia, and you stupid brother must pay attention to nutrition in the future. Su Mo glanced at Zhao Hangyu with disgust, then got up and walked out of the bedroom, came to the kitchen and started to get busy.

For a moment.

A bowl of steaming millet porridge was brought out by Su Mo and handed to Zhao Hangyu.

Zhao Hangyu drank the rice porridge one by one, and Su Mo watched by the bed with his chin propped up, his eyes sparkling, as if he was thinking about something.

"By the way, Sister Su Mo, what exactly did you say you were going to give me yesterday?" Zhao Hangyu suddenly remembered what Su Mo said yesterday, and asked coldly.

Su Mo was slightly stunned, she had already promised Shui Lingyue not to reveal what happened yesterday, but now Zhao Hangyu asked rashly, and she was a little speechless for a while, and she really didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Su Mo's reaction, Zhao Hangyu felt a little strange, but he didn't bother to care about this, so he simply didn't ask. Besides, if you really accept someone's gift, you will inevitably owe it with it, but since there is nothing, you can't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

In order to expose this topic, Su Mo lightly opened her lips, "The weather is so good today, Xiaoyu, how are you going to spend it today?"

"Although today is the weekend and there are no classes in the school, I always feel that some things in the class are not very clear, and I want to review them..."Zhao Hangyu thought about it and said with a serious face.

But before Zhao Hangyu could finish speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Su Mo.

"What's the point of thinking about studying when you're young, today you just listen to Sister Su Mo, I heard that the happy garden in the provincial city is very fun, let's play together?" Su Mo said with a smile.

Zhao Hangyu was slightly moved, since he came to the provincial capital, he had never been to that kind of place to play.

"Okay. ”

When the two of them were about to step out of the house, Zhao Hangyu suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the door of the bedroom, and said, "Sister Su Mo, why does the door of my bedroom seem to have been replaced with a new one?"

Su Moman waved his hand absently, "This door has indeed been replaced with a new one, Sister Shui said, the quality of your previous door is not very good." ”

Seeing Su Mo's eyes circling, it seemed to flicker a little, and Zhao Hangyu suddenly felt a little strange in his heart. But after thinking about it, the house is not your own after all, and what the landlord wants to do is the freedom of others.