Chapter 3 (Free of charge)

In the luxury wards of super five-star standards, a large number of complex instruments that do not know the purpose only occupy a small corner of the ward.

On the wide hospital bed, Fang Wen, who was less than one meter six thin and shriveled, looked very small and helpless. Fang Wen, who is usually indulgent, jumpy, and secretly called Fang Maniac in the circle of friends, has a clean smell like the fresh moss on the boulder in the quiet valley of summer after the mask he imposed on his face is erased because of his injuries.

The face of the sharp-beaked monkey doesn't look very offensive at the moment. Except for the stiff lines deliberately maintained on his face, Fang Wen looked very weak, and there was a moving charm.

The leaders of the golden retriever and the rainbow cockscomb stood at the head of the bed, looking at Fang Wen who was lying comfortably one by one, and muttered in their mouths: "Fang Dashao, now you are comfortable, we will be miserable." Grounded for a year! You are so good at driving on weekdays, why did you capsize at that inconspicuous turn? Grounded for a year! You can't die! ”

After shedding a few tears that they couldn't say what they felt, a few bad young people dropped a lot of supplements, said goodbye to the two men and women in the room who had been smiling, and left one after another.

The man and woman in the ward changed their faces as soon as the young men left.

The tall and sturdy Fang Zishan kicked the door shut, pointed at the woman in the ward and scolded, "Look at the good things you have done!" If Fang Wen is dead, I can't spare you! ”

The tall and seemingly flamboyant woman in her twenties, dressed luxuriously and charmingly, rolled her eyes and shouted, "What did you say? What did you say? Fang Wen has followed you all these years! "She is arrogant, although she is much shorter and thinner than Fang Zishan, but she is not at all inferior in terms of momentum. She approached Fang Zishan step by step, pointed at his nose and scolded loudly: "You can't take your son well, you fool around with those fox spirits all day long, and now he has a car accident, can you blame me?" ”

This woman is Fang Wen's biological mother, Lin Zhi.

With a puff of ruddy lips, Lin Zhi sneered: "Fang Wen was able to kill people when he was twelve years old, how good is your father?" She glanced coldly at Fang Wen, who was sleeping lifeless on the hospital bed, but her beautiful eyes were cold and without any emotion. She said indifferently: "Since he did that thing six years ago, I don't think of him as a son anymore. ”

"You've got a kind!" Fang Zishan raised his right hand and made a gesture to draw it towards Lin Zhi's face.

"If you kind of hit me! Don't be like the wreckage of six years ago, the old lady found a little white face, you don't dare to snort, and you have to be a paranoid son to help you get angry! Lin Zhi raised her head high, she looked at Fang Zishan mockingly, and sneered: "If you have the ability, try to beat me?" Don't forget who is now guaranting for that project in Africa! ”

Fang Zishan's face twitched, his right hand clenched tightly into a fist, and then he slowly lowered his hand. He looked at Lin Zhi gloomily and sneered: "Don't forget, if you leave our family, your Lin family will not be much better." You and I are two, and no one can play without them. If something happens to Fang Wen, between my two families... ”

"Hehehehehe!" Lin Zhi laughed sharply, not caring about Fang Wen's injuries in a coma, patted Fang Wen's chest hard, and laughed: "Ouch, Fang Wen, you are so pitiful, you are just a marker used by our two families to form an alliance!" There is no good person in the Fang family, no wonder you were born ugly like a hairless monkey, this is because your Fang family's genes are too poor! ”

"Fuck, what did you say?" Fang Zishan was furious and roared loudly.

"Am I wrong?" Lin Zhi's red lips swiped vigorously to the side, and sneered at the skin on Fang Wen's face that was close to the bones, and sneered: "Look at this face, and then look at the old lady and me!" My Linzhi is like a flower-like character, can give birth to such an ugly son? It's a shame to say it! This is not your Fang family's species? ”

Fang Zishan's two fists tightened and tightened, and the bone joints continued to make a small cracking sound, and a pair of eyes could spit out fire. After a long time, he sneered: "Who ran out to have fun when she was pregnant with Fang Wen, and was still fucking addicted to drugs and alcohol?" Is it me, or who? ”

The corners of Lin Zhi's eyes twitched a few times, and he sat on the sofa in front of the bed, sneering continuously. She looked at the ceiling, at the pots of flowers on the windowsill, and after a while, then said, "What are you talking about now?" Anyway, the doctor said that all the vertebrae were shattered, and all the whole body could be broken, and the best result was a vegetative state. The elders of the two families are about to come over later, and you can see how you explain this matter. At the beginning, I said that it must be Fang Wen to take over all the assets of your Fang family! ”

Lin Zhi pointed to his nose and sneered: "You remember, the premise of the cooperation between you and me was that it had to be a child born to me before I could take over your Fang family's assets. In addition, no matter how many wild seeds you have outside, don't want to take away a penny from your Fang family. ”

Fang Zishan looked at Lin Zhi indifferently and said gloomily: "Don't forget, whether you can inherit the twenty percent of your Lin family's shares, the prerequisite also depends on whether your son can become the master of the Fang family." ”

"Okay, it's all over now!" Lin Zhi sneered again and again: "Look, a living dead... I don't know if I'm responsible for this responsibility or you? The elders of the two families know that you and I have a discordant relationship, and I went to Shanghai to take care of my business six years ago. ”

Lin Zhi raised his voice and sneered: "You, you, Fang Zishan, you're finished!" You are responsible for this responsibility. You're sorry for your son! You fool around with the little vixen all day long, you don't discipline your son at all, he went out in the middle of the night and died in a car accident! You're done! If my family cancels the guarantee of your project in Africa, oh hehehehe! ”

Fang Zishan was finally angry, and he slapped Lin Zhi in the face with a fierce slap. The tall and slender Lin Zhi was pulled off the sofa by the huge force and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Lin Zhi shouted hysterically: "You damn bastard, my mother fought with you!" You, you, Fang Zishan, you are destined to have a child without an asshole! Lin Zhi jumped up bravely, stretched out ten sharp claws, and grabbed Fang Zishan's face with all his might. Looking at the momentum of her fluttering, I am afraid that she can catch Fang Zishan's eyeballs out in one go.

Fang Wen only felt that he was in a dark place, as if he was lying on a piece of quiet water, and his body was very gentle up and down. The surroundings were quiet and peaceful, with a warmth back to the mother's womb.

Maternal fetus... Mother.

Fang Wen suddenly instinctively remembered the hideous face in his memory, and a large piece of blood light appeared in front of him.

One knife, two knives, three knives... What are you doing with that fruit knife? It seems that he stabbed a man many times, many times.

Is that woman covered in blood, her iron-blue face distorted into an extremely hideous and terrifying face, curled up on the side and howling hysterically, is it her own mother?

Is the woman who has ignored herself since she was a child, seized every opportunity to hit her self-esteem, and tortured her spirit with all kinds of vicious and harsh words?

When she was young, when she was young, when something unpleasant happened, she grabbed herself and beat herself, was it her mother?

When she was making out with her adulterer, didn't she forget to use all kinds of obscene language to describe and insult her own son, was she her own mother?

Is the ugly woman who was scared to the point of madness when she pulled out the fruit knife and rushed in to stab her adulterer's body with a random stab?

An icy cold current surged over Shang Wen's heart. Although his consciousness was a little erratic and his mind was a little blurred, he still knew very clearly and firmly about himself: "No, she is not. She's just her own ** processing plant. Moreover, it is also a processing plant specializing in the production of counterfeit and shoddy products, without a little professional ethics. ”

There are many images flickering in front of me, and some memories that have passed for a long time and that I thought have faded have suddenly emerged from the depths of my soul.

A blanket of white snow with heavy snow in the sky. The courtyard of the Fang family was full of friends, and there were buzzing voices everywhere.

It was a very big gathering. And the little master of the Fang family, the future heir, Fang Wen, who was only five years old, was casually found by Lin Zhi and locked up in the kennel where the mastiff who kept vigil in the Fang family's mansion lived. Lin Zhi didn't want her son, who had been born with a sharp mouth and extremely ugly cheeks, to go out to meet guests, so as to save her face. And Fang Zishan also adopted a tacit attitude towards this. Even if his son is locked up in a kennel, it is not as important as his husband and wife acting in a harmonious manner in front of outsiders.

Cold and lonely, only a dozen huge mastiffs were clustered around him, giving Fang Wen a little comfort and warmth. He looked intently at the brightly lit front yard ahead, where his nominal home had never belonged. Regarding the absence of the little master of the Fang family, the excuse given by Lin Zhi was that Fang Wen was sent out for treatment.

Everyone ignored Fang Wen's existence, and even those servants forgot to give Fang Wen, who had been locked up in the kennel since noon, a little food and drink. As the night deepened, the lights in the front yard became more and more brilliant, and the high-spirited guests burst into laughter. But all this has nothing to do with Fang Wen. The mastiffs licked Fang Wen's face affectionately, but they couldn't give him a little warmth in his heart, which was gradually shrinking into ice cubes.

In the haze, what did Fang Wen see? The two men who floated in the warm light.

One is a boy who is two heads taller than himself, and the other is a little girl who is a little smaller than himself. The two of them greeted Fang Wen, who was half starved to death, curiously. What did they say?

For fear of disturbing the guests, the door of the kennel is locked with thumb-thick chains. But it seems that the heavy lock was unscrewed by brute force by the boy?

Oh, this memory is very vague.

On the dark water, Fang Wen wanted to grasp the details of this memory, but he couldn't remember it.

Long Shao, the boss of the Iron Triangle, was only seven years old at that time, how could he unscrew the alloy steel lock with the thickness of an adult's thumb?

If you can't remember it, you can't remember it. Fang Wen, who was confused, simply let go of this memory.

And then, that is, is the formation of the Iron Triangle? The eldest of the three, Long Shao, the little sister of the three, and Long Shao's cousin Luo Wen. And he, who is full, always has to be protected by Long Shao, who always has to be taken care of by Luo Wen, and should not appear in this superfluous guy in this world.

What's next?

After the incident at the age of twelve, Lin Zhi moved out of Fang's house, and he became a complete stranger, a ghost wandering in the world.

Only in Long Shao and Wenwen, you can still feel sincerity and warmth.

However, a year ago, Long Shao suddenly disappeared. As for Wenwen, because of her inferiority complex, because of her longing for love, she was so inferior that she didn't dare to touch this noble and mysterious thing, Fang Wen let her fragile heart break into a cheap crystal piece, and quietly watched Wenwen go to Vienna to seek her childhood dream.

What caused these memories that made Fang Wen warm and at the same time heartbroken at the same time?

Uh, because of this feeling of quiet and warmth? How does the mother feel?

It's just ironic. Fang Wen's years in the womb were turbulent and unbearable. Drugs, alcohol, nicotine, all kinds of undesirable ingredients converge in his mother's womb; **, crazy sports, so that Fang Wen's maternal womb is as exciting as a roller coaster. Fang Wen's maternal womb should not be like this.

So, what stimulates Fang Wen's memories?

A shrill voice came from the darkness: "Fang Zishan, you, do you have the courage to hit me again?" I'm not done with you, old lady! ”

This shrew, no, a voice that was a hundred times worse than a shrew, made Fang Wen's mind sober up. But why can't I sense my body when I'm awake? Where is your body? Why is it only pitch black? Where does your soul float? Is this the afterlife?

Lin Zhi's voice, which represented the deepest nightmare in Fang Wen's eighteen years of life, was still coming from his ears. and Fang Zishan's pure, majestic, but without a little emotion, empty like bagasse that has been chewed ten thousand times and dried by high temperatures.

These two voices that make people almost vomit. Fang Wen laughed in the dark, and then, cried.

Fang Wen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly slipped out of the corners of his eyes with two lines of pale red tears.

But after fighting for a while, Fang Zishan and Lin Zhi, a happy couple who were busy tidying up their clothes, didn't notice the strangeness of their son on the hospital bed.

The automatic nursing instrument at the head of the hospital bed blew out wisps of gentle warm wind, gently drying Fang Wen's blood and tears.

The happy couple is discussing the handling of the Fang Wen incident.

For the sake of Fang Zishan's power in the family, and for the twenty percent of the shares that Lin Zhi may inherit in the future, after a short period of negotiation, they resolutely decided to have another child.

Fang Wen's injury, even if it is 2015, is still irreparable. It is impossible for such a living dead to be the heir of the Fang family, and it is impossible to be a suitable bargaining chip in the hands of the two. Therefore, they gave up Fang Wen and wanted to have a new child.

"You provide the sperm, I provide the eggs, and after medical screening, in vitro fertilization is performed." Lin Zhi said in a nonchalant tone of a medical doctor's research: "In vitro fertilization, after synthesizing a fertilized egg, it is implanted in my body. ”

She sneered: "Fang Zishan, you have to understand, I won't let you touch a finger of me again!" You're so dirty. She raised her head high, looked at Fang Zishan with the eyes of a god standing on the top of the high holy mountain and looking down on all beings, and expressed her opinion of Fang Zishan with the tone of the saint announcing the death penalty of the demon.

"Good." Fang Zishan also said viciously: "I don't have much appetite for a second-hand car that replaces more than a dozen drivers every year. You do that, just right. ”

Lin Zhi's face turned flushed, she glanced at Fang Zishan resentfully, and sneered: "Then, it's decided." I was pregnant and had a baby, which would have cost me about half a year of work. My company in Shanghai will be in a state of no leader for half a year, and you have to make up for my losses. ”

Fang Zishan frowned, he looked at Lin Zhi coldly, and said gloomily: "Very good, fair trade, none of us should take advantage of anyone." I'll make up two months' worth of profit for you then. ”

Clapping his hands lightly, Lin Zhi sneered: "So, what should I do with this ugly ghost Fang Wen?" Let him be the living dead for the rest of his life? Let me be clear, I'm not going to spend a single child for him. She said coldly: "This ugly ghost has made me lose face in the circle of sisters, and I will not spend a penny for him." ”

Fang Zishan turned around, looked at Fang Wen who was not moving on the bed, and muttered for a long time, before he called out lightly: "Secretary Lin." ”

The door of the ward was opened silently, and Fang Zishan's bewitching Secretary Lin walked in cautiously. Lin Zhi sneered: "Secretary Lin? Well? Secretary Lin! Fang Zishan, so you have to take advantage of the old lady? Yes? You old man, why are you so tasteless? ”

Fang Zishan ignored Lin Zhi's provocation, and he gave an order to Secretary Lin majestically: "Go find the young master's attending doctor." Well, you don't need to look for him to come over, you just tell him that if the young master can't come to his senses like this. If not worth salvage. You ask him, would it be more merciful to treat it as euthanasia? ”

Secretary Lin's eyes moved, a few laugh lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, and after bowing to Fang Zishan respectfully, he slowly withdrew from the ward and carefully closed the door.

Fang Wen, who was lying on the hospital bed, clearly heard the conversation of his 'parents' in the darkness.

Not worth salvaging.

Not worth the rescue?

Not worth rescuing!

When did they have any value in their eyes?

He is just a tool, a bargaining chip, and a signboard in exchange for the net worth status of 'parents'.

Euthanasia. Are you going to die?

His heart was ethereal, and Fang Wen never heard what his 'parents' said again. It's just that the sound of them vigorously closing the door of the ward when they left 'woke up' Fang Wen again.

It was pitch black.

Boundless pitch black.

In the darkness, Fang Wen's soul was floating.

His soul was bound in this dark cage, and there was no hope of escaping.

Soon, the external conditions that maintain this dark cage will be cut off, his ** will die, and his soul will rot in this darkness.

There was no fear or despair in Fang Wen's heart.

At this moment, his heart is ethereal and clear. After hearing the verdict of his 'parents' on him, Fang Wen reached the realm of 'enlightenment' that many people dream of at this moment.

Perhaps because of his experience and experience, and even his knowledge and cultivation, Fang Wen's 'enlightenment' is very crude and shallow, and it is not worth mentioning.

However, enlightenment is enlightenment.

A bud grew on a barren desert, which looked ugly and funny, but a green shoot grew on the desert.

As a result, the darkness was broken, a green light appeared in the darkness, and Fang Wen's soul gradually became one with his **.

Fang Wen, who was declared destined to be a vegetative person by the doctor, woke up from the darkness. There was a haze in front of him, and there was an infinite pain everywhere on his body, so painful that Fang Wen almost fainted again.

But in the severe pain of the fire, a cool breath flowed around the body, and everywhere it passed, it was as if the fairy dew and sweet spring had extinguished the flames, and the body was comfortable for a while.

The haze in front of me gradually faded, and the scene gradually became clearer.

Professor Feng, dressed in a green robe, is placing a strangely shaped syringe into a metal box. Seeing that Fang Wen came to his senses, Professor Feng showed a friendly smile, in Fang Wen's opinion, it was the big bad wolf seeing the smile of the little white rabbit, a smile with a strong temptation that you can't refuse.

"Fang Wen, your ancient writing foundation is very good, and you are a real genius. Professor Feng knows a few really good Chinese medicine doctors overseas, and they can cure you. Would you like to be my student? ”

Professor Feng smiled very elegantly, it was a very elegant style, just like an old pine at the peak of Huangshan Mountain, and the style was full of elegance.

Fang Wen wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, everything he could shatter all over his body was broken, where could he still squeak?

But the urgency and anxiety in his eyes, as well as some complex emotions, were very clear in Professor Feng's eyes.

Professor Feng smiled, he gently pressed his hand on Fang Wen's chest, and said gently, "Then, let's get some sleep." Your parents don't want you anymore, but Professor Feng... No, Master respects me, how can I never give up on such a peerless genius as you! ”

A gentle, cool breeze seeped into Fang Wen's body from Professor Feng's palm. The whistling sound of the wind came from Fang Wen's empty body.

Gradually, wisps of pale cyan wind faintly visible to the naked eye slowly flowed out from the pores of Fang Wen's body, and Fang Wen's hair also floated gently in the wind.

Professor Feng smiled with satisfaction, and he nodded vigorously: "Wonderful, a thousand-year-old innate wind spirit body that is penetrated by a hundred bones. I'm lucky. ”

In the cool air, Fang Wen slept very comfortably.

Professor Feng laughed and reached out to unplug the power cords of several instruments that kept Fang Wen alive.