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"No problem, the little master looks normal at the moment. Flash." The woman in the hospital gown was firmly pressed to the hospital bed by two nurses, one on the left and one on the right, and her overly long fluffy hair was a little messy.

The little boy stood in front of her in a restrained manner, not daring to look directly into her eyes, which were too much of a white eye.

It's rude to think so, but she's too much of a storybook witch.

"What about more specific situations? When I was his age, I had already awakened a second talent. The middle-aged man, who should be called "father", is pressing a large hand on the boy's small shoulder, not knowing whether to encourage him to face it or prevent him from running away.

"Is that so?" The woman's gaze was glazed, not so much that her eyes turned to him, but that she was driven towards him by her neck, "Does the little young master feel anything about himself?" ”

"I ......" Seven-year-old Ling Shucheng timidly glanced back at his father before replying in a low voice, "I really don't feel anything......

The woman stared deeply at him with those silent eyes for a long time before she smiled strangely, beckoned to him again, and said, "Come before me." ”

The nurses on the left and right exchanged glances with his father behind him for about a moment before hesitantly loosening the restrictions on women.

The woman waved at him again, and the smile on her bloodless face was too awkward, like a monster from the abyss courting him.

Ling Shucheng shrank and took a step back slightly.

He sensed the danger. Without any clear reason, the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm made him want to stay away from this strange person.

"It's okay, when you were still in the artificial amniotic fluid, my aunt saw you." The woman was obviously talking to him, but her eyes were always downcast.

"Go ahead." The father behind him slowly half-crouched down and urged him to the back of his head.

Ling Shucheng had no choice but to clench his small fist and slowly walk with his head down.

Except for a few doctors in the ward, even the "father" behind him was not an acquaintance of him in a sense. Ling Shucheng recalled his previous experience of doing various examinations, forced himself to take deep breaths, and then meekly sat down in front of the woman.

"You're that old, aren't you? Time flies so fast......" The woman's long nails scratched his cheeks, and Ling Shucheng's whole body couldn't help but tense.

"Excuse me, what do you think of him now?" His father used honorifics.

The woman looked at Ling Shucheng's appearance as if she hadn't heard it, and suddenly said softly in his ear: "Little master, can you see it? ”

Ling Shucheng, who was forcibly encircled in her arms, was stunned for a moment, and looked up in the direction of her finger.

Immaculate white ceilings, ordinary chandeliers. It was exactly the same as his hospital room, and there was nothing else.

"What did you say?"

"Right there, don't you see?" The woman's voice had a strange demagogic meaning, "Your brothers and sisters, are watching you from heaven." ”

Because he had been a little nervous, Ling Shucheng actually didn't fully hear it. But the expression on his father's face, who was a few steps away, suddenly changed—Ling Shucheng knew that his hearing had always been very good.

"Oh, you really don't know?" The woman paused, and emphasized word by word, "They're all laughing around you...... It's both jealousy of you and pity for you. ”

The piercing chill suddenly climbed up the back of Ling Shucheng's ears, and he subconsciously looked around left and right, then stiffly broke free from her embrace, trembling and falling to the ground.

"Hold her down!" His father spoke loudly.

Two nurses flew up one from one left to the other, and the woman who had been pressed back to the hospital bed struggled violently, breathing heavily like a bellows at work.

"Alas, it's really embarrassing to see you like this." His tall father was looking down on him with a complicated expression, but the words were addressed to the woman.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" In the chaos, the woman's laughter was shrill and piercing, "He will grant your wish!" But in the last way you want to see it! Hahaha......" She laughed and coughed, her pale face flushing with an abnormal flush. 35xs

"It doesn't matter, you think too highly of me. In fact, all this was not my wish in the first place. The man scooped him up, put him on his shoulder, lowered his body and led him to the door, "I'll go first, you can take care of it." ”

Ling Shucheng on his shoulders was still trembling slightly, the man sighed, and added: "Also, what's the problem coming at me, see you scared the child." ”

"We're all going to get retribution." The woman was still screaming, "You, me, all of us, sooner or later will be punished!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll wait with you."

The man closed the still noisy door with his foot, and Ling Shucheng saw that the woman was still waving her hands in the air in vain, as if trying to push something open—or grab something.

"Don't be so cowardly." Ling Shucheng heard the man say to him, "It stands to reason that your father and I still have your ...... At least the mothers in the bloodline are bold personalities, and they will not give birth to a son who will be frightened by such a lie to deceive children. Oh, I forgot, you're a kid now. ”

“…… Do I really have older siblings? Ling Shucheng asked sullenly for a while.

"Probably so...... I don't know how many there are. ”

"Where did they go?"

"Didn't someone tell you that they had become ghosts?" Men don't seem to care much.

"Why did they become ghosts?"

"Well, first of all, to correct your opinion, there are no ghosts in the world, dead is dead, and there will be nothing left." The man didn't seem to mind if his blunt words would leave a psychological shadow on his children, "They're not here right now, just because they're not lucky enough." ”

“…… Is my mother's reluctance to see me because of these unlucky brothers and sisters? ”

Too blunt question. Sensitive little children are always able to pierce everything that adults have carefully disguised.

The man sighed heavily, rubbed his little head, and said a little helplessly, "It seems that you are indeed my son...... I asked your grandfather this stupid question back then. ”

"Huh?"

"Alright, let's stop. When you grow up, you can't think about these bad things. "The man is already a little impatient.

"Okay." Ling Shucheng was very obedient and stopped making a sound.

The man who had always been verbose was rarely silent all the way and carried him forward. Ling Shucheng subconsciously looked around left and right again, then shook his head and actually fell asleep.

-

Ling Shucheng is a worry-free child, and all the doctors and nurses who have come into contact with him say so.

Even though he has been confined to a small separate ward for as long as he can remember, taking some strange drugs and performing some seemingly inconsequential minor surgeries every day, he never asks anything.

When he was older, some unfamiliar faces began to come to the ward in three days, keeping a safe distance and frowning at him as if they were observing some rare animal. But he didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, he should eat, he should study, he would neither cry nor laugh much.

"Boss Ling, it's bad news again." The subordinate hurriedly walked in the door and whispered sneakily, "Except for your son...... All of the people in our batch of training programs have been eliminated. ”

"It's just some distant relatives, and I didn't have any hope." The man's voice was lazy, "Casting a wide net will only catch trash fish." ”

"But I ...... sincerely"

"Isn't he already awakening his talent, that's good." The man raised an eyebrow.

Seeing the "want to speak and stop" on his subordinate's face, the man actually laughed out loud without conscience, shook his head and continued: "There is no way, now there is no choice between good and bad." I'm getting older, and you won't be able to find a second unlucky woman who can provide a good pedigree. ”

“…… Your son is next door, he can hear you. ”

"It doesn't matter, he should have heard it or not, he had already heard it."

Thirteen-year-old Ling Shucheng, except for being more silent than when he was a child, does not seem to have changed much.

Seem.

The man suddenly bent the corners of his mouth and shouted mischievously: "It's okay, young people, let's go for the trouble!" Daddy loves you forever! ”

Soon, he heard the sound of a soo next door.

Ling Shucheng walked away.

This son of his, contrary to the seemingly uninteresting appearance, is actually a very individual person.

After arriving a few years later than expected, Ling Shucheng's first talent finally "appeared".

The laboratory has been gearing up for several years, from various academic perspectives, to analyze what kind of qualifications this new "miracle child" will use to shock the world and take the first step in his extraordinary life.

But the ability he first awakened was actually "self-healing".

In the words of a researcher with a big temper, it's like all the behind-the-scenes staff have worked hard to screen out all the "thank you for participating" for the lottery winner in advance, and as long as he is willing to touch it, he will draw a big prize casually.

But the first thing Ling Shucheng drew was the meaningless "Encouragement Award".

Even after gradually awakening more useful abilities, Ling Shucheng's various talents did not go hand in hand. His best skill so far is still to immediately and efficiently heal the flesh wounds he received during practice.

"We originally wanted to craft a 'genius'! But your son is just a piece of rotten wood. Someone told him, "If he is willing to improve a little, it will not be just like this!" He's not even able to match a lot of the candidates we kicked out early now - they all have at least one thing that they can really do! ”

"Oh, I'm sorry." The man apologized quickly, but he didn't feel surprised in his heart.

After all, there is a saying that the awakening of all human beings is related to their deepest desire for which possible abilities they have.

What does Ling Shucheng hope for most?

The man shrugged, pulled a cigarette out of a drawer, and leisurely lit it.