It started raining outside the window again without me noticing, and the rumbling thunder was extremely dull.

Lightning illuminated the extremely uneasy brows of the person lying on the bed. Lin Yitang lay on his side with a painful expression on his face. He murmured, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm here with you. I'm here! Stars!"

Lin Yitang yelled and woke up instantly. She sat up, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. Thinking of the dream just now, Lin Yitang's face suddenly turned ugly.

This time it was the same kid from last time. He was tied up alone in a messy basement. He was pale, as if he had been hungry for several days. He looked much thinner than the last time I saw him. There were deep whip marks on his legs and wrists. It was conceivable that there must be many such scars under the cover of his clothes.

At his feet was a broken porcelain bowl. The water inside was extremely dirty, and there were even cockroaches crawling along the edge of the bowl.

The child seemed to have a high fever. He was huddled in a corner in an extremely twisted posture, shivering slightly. Lin Yitong noticed something was wrong and wanted to go forward to check, but found that his face was already red and his temperature was alarmingly high.

Lin Yitang pushed him hurriedly, but found that he could not be woken up. The situation was urgent, and she did not care about anything else. She carefully pushed open the half-closed door and found several drunk men lying on the sofa at the corner.

Lin Yitang was about to walk around them when he heard someone move and shout, "Boss, is there anything wrong with the door being open?"

Another man with a scar on his face said, "Don't worry, he's tied up! But this guy bites really hard. My hand is still hurting!"

The third brother, who had been silent the whole time, smiled sinisterly and said, "Hit him as hard as you can. As long as you don't kill him, it won't be a problem."

Lin Yitang thought of the whip marks on the child in the basement and couldn't bear to listen any longer. He ran out in an instant while the three people were not looking over here.

This should be a deserted village. Lin Yitong saw a well after walking a few steps. She looked around cautiously, and when she didn't see anyone, she immediately picked up a plastic bottle, quickly filled it with water, and was about to turn back.

When he turned around, he saw a drunk man who was out to relieve himself. Lin Yitong felt the hairs on his body stand up, but the man just glanced over here and went to relieve himself on the haystack.

The more critical the situation, the calmer Lin Yitang became. A risky idea suddenly occurred to her: "My sudden appearance in this place is already somewhat magical, so could these people not see me?"

She ventured into the house, holding her breath, and stood in a position where she could easily escape. She coughed, but the two men didn't react. Lin Yitang made up her mind and walked to a conspicuous place, but the two men's eyes didn't fall on her.

Now Lin Yitang was sure that he would not be noticed. The opportunity was excellent. Lin Yitang quickly turned into the room where Wen Hangxing was imprisoned and found that the little boy's condition was even worse. Lin Yitang tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of his shirt, soaked it with cold water, and put it on the child's forehead.

A scarred hand grabbed her and murmured, "Don't go, I'm scared, I'm scared."

Lin Yitang suppressed the sourness in his nose and patted him with his dry hands, trying to comfort him, but was swallowed by the vortex again like last time.

With about an hour until dawn, Lin Yitang couldn't fall asleep. He felt it was a coincidence to dream about this at this critical moment, but since his system hadn't come out of hibernation yet, he could only give up. Remembering that he had to deliver lunch to his three children today, he quickly packed up and went downstairs.

As soon as I arrived in the living room, I found Aunt Wang and the housekeeper standing in front of the dining table, on which was a large three-tiered vegetable basket.

It was not convenient for too many people to know that Wen Hangxing was admitted to the hospital, so Wen Zeli, who was far away abroad, blocked the news as soon as he heard it. However, Aunt Wang and others, as the elders of the Wen family, naturally knew the whole story.

Aunt Wang had watched Wen Hangxing grow up, taking care of him from childhood to adulthood, almost treating him as her own grandson. Upon learning that Wen Hangxing had been admitted to the hospital, Aunt Wang was so worried she couldn't sleep well the entire night. She woke up before dawn to make a nourishing soup for him and even woke up her husband, who was well versed in medicinal cuisine, to cook. The two of them worked hard for a while, finally finishing the meal at daybreak.

Aunt Wang carefully placed the food into an insulated bag, sealed it, and waited for Lin Yitang to come down.

The housekeeper was also very worried after hearing the news, but Lin Yitong came back very late last night, so he had no way to ask about the situation. He was also afraid that something might happen to the old man after he learned the news, so he tried his best to hide it from the old house. As a result, he almost did not sleep all night and got up early to wait for Lin Yitong.

The two noticed Lin Yitang coming down the stairs and hurried over to greet her, calling out, "Madam."

Lin Yitang thought that even though he had gotten up early, he didn't expect that Aunt Wang had already prepared the meal. Looking at the dry hair of the two people, he knew that they had been waiting for a while.

The two elderly men in their sixties woke up early, their eyes dark blue. Lin Yitang felt a little uncomfortable, but she softened her expression and said, "Hangxing is fine now. Aunt Wang and Uncle Liu, don't worry too much. You should also take care of yourselves. I will probably be back in the afternoon after I leave, and the manor doesn't need you all the time. You should go back to your rooms and have a good rest."

The two old people had lived with Lin Yitang for so many days and had already trusted her very much. When they heard her say that Wen Hangxing was fine, they couldn't hide the surprise on their faces. When they heard Lin Yitang was so considerate of them, the two people in their fifties felt very warmed in their hearts and couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.

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