Lin Tian'er asked tentatively, "Zuo Che, do you know something?"

"Hmm..."Zuo Che nodded.

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Suzuki's medical report was on file at that hospital, and he was of Bombay blood, which was a more precious blood type than panda blood.

Old Man Chu is also Bombay blood, what a magical coincidence, and it was this coincidence that made him die.

Four months later, Old Man Chu was accidentally seriously injured, and Suzuki Xuan, who had Bombay blood, was forcibly taken from kindergarten for blood transfusion.

"You let go of me, let go of me......" Suzuki Xuan struggled desperately, crying and slapping the man who was carrying him, but he was too small, how to resist a bunch of men who had become years old.

Thick needles were inserted into his tiny veins, draining the blood of an already thin child one by one.

"Brother, save me, brother......"

"It hurts, don't smoke, Xiao Xuan will be obedient in the future, and he will no longer be picky......"

"Please, I'll give you all the toys...... Please......"

No matter how much he begged for help, no matter how miserable his voice was, no one paid attention to him.

200ml is not enough, 400ml is not enough, 800ml is not enough, Old Man Chu is very seriously injured, and the little boy in front of him is the only one who can provide him with a blood source, so those who stammered him drained Suzuki Xuan's blood in order to save him. Afterwards, in order not to be disturbed by discussions, Old Man Chu asked people to throw Suzuki Xuan's body to the crematorium for cremation, and the ashes were also disposed of at will.

Suzuki Xuan is dead, but so what, no one will care about his departure, and no one will remember the help he was forced to give, people only know that he saved a high-ranking person, and he can rise to prominence from then on, and the person who was saved by him will not care about his life.

Their lives go on, continuing to roam the gorgeous city with their glamorous appearances, pursuing more fame and fortune.

But just because they don't care and look down doesn't mean they won't pay for it.

Lin Zhan went to Europe to participate in the summer camp, and Lin Tian'er was sent to the desert by Zuo Chekeng to accompany him on the expedition, he couldn't contact any of them, and the rest were all high-ranking people who he was not qualified to meet at all.

He relied on the strength of one person to find Suzuki Xuan for six days and six nights but did not find it, and finally received a courier, and followed the clues inside to find the urn that had been randomly placed in the corner of the crematorium.

He couldn't believe that his brother, who had been alive and kicking around a week before, ended up with ashes and lying in a small box.

"Xiao Xuan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you, not only did I not let you grow up worry-free, but I also made you lose your life, I'm sorry."

He cried for a night in the crematorium holding his brother's ashes.

He didn't cry when his parents died, because he couldn't shed tears in front of his younger brother; He didn't cry when he was scolded for being a motherless child, because he still had a relative; He didn't cry when someone broke a few ribs in a fight, because he would always stand up and knock down the person who looked down on him; Even in the dark years of the training camp, he did not shed a single tear, because as long as he thought of the little cutie at home, life was always full of hope .......

But now, all his hopes were gone, there was no light, he was like a blind man, and even the darkness was gone.