Chapter 130 Don’t be afraid, brother. I will rescue you soon.

Yu Zehui frowned, looking extremely painful. He couldn't get rid of the iron chain that was biting into his flesh. He was like a dog in a cage, only worthy of being eaten by others. If it were in the past, he would have accepted it, but now he didn't want to just accept his fate. Ah-Yi was still so young, he couldn't live without a brother.

And the little thing in front of him, who could die at any time and anywhere but still wanted to protect him. So he couldn't die, even if he died, he would fight to the death. The rusty iron chain cut off a large piece of flesh, and the bloody red blood splashed everywhere, splashing on the snow-white sheets, like an everlasting flower blooming in hell.

The doctors and nurses were so shocked by the bloody scene that they were speechless. Yu Zehui hugged Zhiyan, his whole body was listless, and he convulsed from time to time. He clamped his thin arm with his bleeding big hand and pulled down his sleeve cruelly.

"Don't do this again! No!"

Zhi Yan was shocked when he saw the bloody Yu Zehui. He cried and threw himself into his arms, wrapping his arms around his neck tightly. "Brother... Brother, don't die! Don't die!"

My grandfather was also like this, he bled a lot. In the end, he was put in clean clothes and put in a coffin...

The doctors and nurses separated them again. Yu Zehui stared at the syringe in the doctor's hand with fierce eyes. When the cold silver metal needle tip was about to pierce his arm, he snatched it away and stabbed it into the doctor's neck instead.

Amid the screams and chaos, he jumped out of bed, stumbled to the window, pushed it open, and climbed up. As long as he jumped, he would be dead. He leaned on the windowsill, looking at everyone with aloof pride, with a triumphant smile on his bleeding mouth.

Everyone gasped. If he died, they would all be buried with him.

Yu Zehui's dull eyes were filled with madness. The strong smell of blood stimulated his brain. The substance that was injected into his body kept clamoring in his body, violently controlling his nerves.

He looked at everyone grimly. He was choosing someone to die with him, but one person was too few. He needed at least three!

The doctors and nurses looked at each other in bewilderment. When everyone retreated, Zhi Yan rushed to the front and said, "Brother, please come down... Brother, please come down, it's dangerous up there, Brother, please come down quickly..."

He begged almost hoarsely, each plea more desperate than the last. Yu Zehui seemed to hear Yu Zeying's voice in his trance. When he was ten years old, he let his aunt go and was locked up in the basement by Yu Yaodong. Yu Zeying tried every way to save him. He was not even as tall as the door handle, so he stood on a small stool and chopped the cold door again and again with a kitchen knife.

He cried and chopped, "Brother, don't be afraid, I will rescue you soon, brother, don't be afraid... brother... can you hear me, brother?"

He was beaten to pieces, and the whip marks were like black snakes crawling on his body. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. I wanted to comfort him and tell him to stop crying, but I couldn't say a word. Grabbing the ground with my fingers, I crawled towards the door little by little. The light shining through the crack of the door was too short.

No matter how he climbed, the light could not reach him.

Zhiyan hugged his thighs, and he suddenly came back to his senses and looked out the window. The sky was gloomy and there was no sunshine. He couldn't die yet, there were still many things waiting for him.

The revenge for his aunt has not yet been taken, and Ah Yi cannot become another him, and there is this little guy in front of him who is still sick.

He can't die, he can't die!

He hugged Zhiyan and voluntarily jumped back into the dark death cell.

The doctor and the nurse came forward and tried to hold him down, but he shouted angrily, "Get out! Call the old man!"

Yu Yaodong wanted to control him and make him obey his orders like a wolfhound in a cage. But he was too conceited. He was a human, not a wolfhound. No one could tame him except himself.

As long as the old man is alive, it will be useless for him to escape anywhere. Only when the old man dies and the Yu family collapses, he may have a chance. Even if he can't escape, it doesn't matter, at least Ah Yi escaped...

The sky was dim and dark. It was already six o'clock, but Zhiyan hadn't come yet. He usually came before five o'clock. Yu Zehui irritably flicked the small lantern that Zhiyan had given him in the morning, and the tassels slid softly through his fingers.

He pounded the bedside twice in a frenzy, and the door of the ward opened a crack. The elderly Uncle He asked him softly, "Master, do you want to call a doctor?"

He was the old man left by his grandmother, and one of the few people he could trust in the Yu family. Yu Zehui clenched his fists and sat up, "No, where is he, why hasn't he come over yet?"

Uncle He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that he was talking about Zhiyan. He smiled and said, "Zhizhi's father is here, so he may not come to dinner tonight. Master, if you are hungry, you can eat first. I will heat it up when Zhizhi comes."

Yu Zehui's face was gloomy, "His father..." He heard from Xiaodong that not long after he was diagnosed with heart disease, his father cheated on his wife. His mother didn't want him to have an easy life and refused to divorce. But his father said that he would give her the house and car, and he wanted Zhiyan, so his mother agreed.

They quickly formed a new family, and Zhiyan wandered between the two families. Every time he had an operation, his father would have a fierce quarrel with his aunt.

He always brings up divorce, and his father is getting more and more annoyed with him. He leaves after delivering meals every day, so why did he stay so long today?

Yu Zehui went down the bedside, put on his slippers and was about to go out, but Uncle He stopped him, "Master, I was just listening outside the ward, it's okay. Zhiyan wants to talk to his father, let's not disturb him. If something happens, we are so close, we can just walk over in two steps."

Yu Zehui thought of the little guy curled up in his arms, calling for daddy in his dreams, and he suppressed his sinister look.

In the dead silent ward, although the father and son were the most familiar with each other, Zhiyan felt uneasy. Especially when he saw the airplane model on the bedside, it was something he had dreamed of for a long time. When he wanted it before, his father always said that he was busy with work and didn't have time to buy it.

But now, he has bought him more than a dozen aircraft models of all sizes.

What he saw in his misty eyes was not an airplane model, but an exchange.

The father who had been sitting in front of him in silence for a long time finally spoke after rubbing his hands until a layer of skin was almost peeled off.

"Zhizhi, Dad's company has lost its funding. We have sold all the cars and houses that can be sold. The company is Dad's hard work, of course! You are also Dad's most precious son. I asked the doctor, your illness can be controlled by taking medicine, can we cure it when the company gets better?"

Zhiyan said nothing, but lowered his head and looked at the white blanket. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like a shroud. Before this, he thought that the one who sentenced him to death was the doctor, the god of death. But he never thought that it was his beloved father.

But he used to love him so much. Every day after get off work, no matter how late or tired he was, he would hug him first and listen to him talk about the interesting things that happened in school. But why did he become a different person when he got sick? He no longer loved him. Or was he like what his mother said?

He had always been like that. He just had never seen the real him before.

But since you were lying to him, why didn't you continue to lie to him?

He won't live long, can't we just trick him to death?

He had seen the watch on his hand before. Yu Zehui had an identical one called Patek Philippe. Yu Zehui didn't like it and broke it for fun. It was the first gift Yu Zehui gave him, so he couldn't bear to break it and kept it as a treasure. It was only when Uncle He told him that he realized how expensive the watch was. He returned it to the drawer while Yu Zehui was not in the ward.

How can a man whose company is about to go bankrupt still have the mood to wear a famous watch to the hospital to see his baby son?

It’s not that the company went bankrupt, it’s that he didn’t want to run it anymore. You could have told him directly, why did you lie to him?

Trick him...

This is not the kind of deception he wants...

Tears welled up in her eyes. "I'll listen to you, Dad. Can I live with you after I'm discharged from the hospital?"

Xing Dong did not give a direct answer. "Well, I have contacted your grandmother. The air in the countryside is good, and it is good for your health. Dad is busy with company matters every day and cannot take care of you."

It's not that he didn't want him to live with him. It was mainly because his youngest son cried every day when he heard that he was going to be taken back home, and his wife even threatened to divorce him if he took Zhiyan back home.

Why did his ex-wife marry so carefree and not care about anything, but he wanted to care...

Even though he was the one who cheated first, is the child his only?

Zhiyan lowered his head and said, "Grandma is very old, and grandpa is gone. She takes care of me... Dad, I don't want to cause trouble for grandma. You can rent a house for me and I can live there by myself. I will take good care of myself. Is that okay?"

It took a long time for Xing Dong to raise his head, his expression solemn, "How can Dad be at ease if you live alone? Just listen to Dad and live with grandma. I will give money to grandma."

Zhi Yan clutched the quilt tightly, "Then Dad, can you hug me again? Hug me like you did when I was a kid. You haven't hugged me for a long time..." He wanted to hug him like he used to, but when he saw his disgusted look, he sat back down.

Tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, leaving a tear mark, like a knife cutting into Xing Dong's heart, wanting to eat him alive...

"Just lie down and rest. We have things to do at the company..."

He stood up in a wolfish manner, picked up his briefcase and walked out. Zhi Yan cried and begged, "Dad, just hold me for a while..."

Xing Dong had his back to him, no longer needing to hide the disgust in his eyes, and said cruelly, "There's no time..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was violently kicked open. Before Xing Dong could see who it was, he was kicked and flew under the bed. He twisted like a maggot for a long time before crawling out. Yu Zehui walked to the bed with a murderous look on his face, raised his hand and gently scratched Zhi Yan's nose, and said softly: "Don't cry, brother will kill him for you." After that, he pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

Xing Dong supported himself on the ground with both hands and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Yu Zehui's eyes were pure black and full of hostility. He looked at him on the ground as if he were looking at a piece of rotten meat.

"Isn't it amazing how you can sleep with a woman? How come you're half dead after I kicked you?"