Little Luozhi really likes Aunt Ren.
It wasn't that he was fearless from the beginning. What kid would dare to rush around recklessly if it wasn't because there was someone behind him who could support him at all times.
Aunt Ren is the one who will definitely protect Luo Zhi.
Aunt Ren's name is Ren Shuangmei. She is as cool as her name, intelligent, elegant, efficient and decisive. Aunt Ren is the one who makes the decisions for the entire Ren family. So even if she didn't give Luo Chengxiu any face at all, the head of the Luo family could only grit his teeth and swallow it.
Countless times, the bruised and battered little Luo Zhi secretly called Aunt Ren to complain, and then was led away from the Luo family with his head held high.
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The car was given to Luo Zhi by Aunt Ren when he was twelve years old and was pushed down from the second floor by Mrs. Luo for some reason. After he woke up in the hospital bed,
Of course, twelve-year-old Luo Zhi couldn't drive yet, so Aunt Ren touched fingers with him and made a pinky promise, keeping the matter an absolute secret.
This car is Luo Zhi’s absolute secret base.
Luo Zhi hid all the secrets that she didn't want to show to others carefully in the car like treasures.
The diaries he kept from childhood to adulthood, the gifts he bought for himself every birthday, the songs he wrote for himself, the photos and drawings he drew that only he had seen, the long, old handwritten letters Aunt Ren left for him, all of which proved to Aunt Ren that he was living a happy and healthy life...
He was like a very funny poor dragon, a miser, squatting at the entrance of his cave, guarding those precious treasures that were worthless to anyone.
Luo Zhi didn't ask Ren Chenbai whether anything in the car was left behind.
There is no need for this question to be asked.
When Ren Chenbai had enough of playing with his prey and decided to snuff out its last glimmer of hope with his own hands, he never had the habit of leaving any hope for it.
Good habit.
The warrior who came to bring justice from heaven and slay the evil dragon ended up blowing up his own crystal.
Luo Zhi suddenly felt a little funny.
I don’t know what’s funny, is it Ren Chenbai who is almost going crazy because he destroyed his mother’s traces with his own hands, or he himself is breaking apart bit by bit from somewhere.
Ren Chenbai at least has one advantage: he would never hit anyone even if he was furious.
Otherwise, Luo Zhi would have to consider how to roll under the bed in the shortest way, how to pull off the IV needle on the back of her hand to protect herself, how to poke a few bloody holes in Ren Chenbai, and then take the opportunity to kick Ren Chenbai to death, beating him so hard that he couldn't get up...
Luo Zhi leaned crookedly against the head of the bed, lowered her head and thought for a while, then couldn't help but laughed out loud.
What was he thinking? He couldn't move at all now.
It felt like something was cutting open his chest, or like a hand was tearing open his back, stepping on his shoulders, and pulling out his tendons bit by bit.
But no tinnitus anymore.
Luo Zhi listened carefully for a while before realizing that it was not just the sound of the tinnitus that had disappeared.
All the sounds around him disappeared completely. It was quiet and comfortable. The only thing in his mind was the lullaby that Aunt Ren sang softly while hugging him.
The moon is bright, the wind is calm, and the leaves cover the window frames.
The moon is so bright tonight.
It was so bright that he missed home.
Luo Zhi used the moonlight to carefully read the vehicle destruction certificate again and found the smallest and inconspicuous address in the corner.
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Luo Zhi is missing.
When reporting this to Ren Chenbai, the doctor on duty glanced at Mr. Ren's unprecedented cold face, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word.
...They had never expected this to happen.
Just this morning, a few nurses who don’t chase celebrities or use the Internet much couldn’t help but discuss in a low voice with red faces why the patient in Room 1503 was so well behaved.
He is handsome, well-behaved and cooperative. He takes medicine when asked to and reaches out his hand when asked to measure his blood sugar.
As the blood sugar measuring needle pierced her, the pale and cold hand trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, but they still showed the shadow of a smile.
He seemed to dislike talking, but would secretly slip them notes with red banknotes folded into the shape of a heart, politely asking them to help buy him a set of clothes.
So, before noon, a white shirt, jeans, a baseball cap and a pair of sneakers arrived, and then they disappeared with Luo Zhi.
All that was left was a folded hospital gown on the pillow, and the quilt and sheets were neatly laid out, as if no one had ever lived there.
Ren Chenbai looked at the bed and said in a cold voice: "Who bought it for him?"
The doctor on duty knew he was asking about clothes, and after hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "...I bought them all."
Even he couldn't help but call his son and vaguely asked what color shoes young people of his age liked.
How could Luo Zhi be so likable so easily?
Including two rescue operations, they only spent a day and a half together in total. They all felt that this was a young man who could make anyone feel soft-hearted.
How outrageous had he done to make the people around Luo Zhi hate him so much?
Of course, the doctor on duty didn't dare to ask these questions.
Due to Ren Chenbai's order, they didn't dare to be too friendly towards Luo Zhi, and their attitude could even be described as cold.
A few young nurses took the blood samples indifferently and left. Their faces turned red as they left the house.
…
Ren Chenbai looked at the folded hospital gown.
Last night, Luo Zhi actually told him that the car was his mother's legacy.
Ren Chenbai had never lost his composure like this before. He almost killed Luo Zhi. After the anger and panic passed, he immediately asked someone to contact a scrap processing plant to destroy cars.
Of course the car had been destroyed long ago.
After all, it was Mr. Ren who had ordered it himself, so there was no need to sort out the things in the car, and they could just dismantle them and push them into the smelting furnace. This wasn't some illegal stolen car, and it didn't have any criminal record. It was even broken into by the police themselves.
It's just a small matter.
The boss of the processing plant smiled and carefully took credit for it from Ren Chenbai, specifically assuring him that "not a single screw was left."
Because of this incident, Ren Chenbai didn't have time to come to the hospital for the whole day.
But the result of one day was nothing but a waste of effort.
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Ren Chenbai's plans have always been meticulous, and this meticulousness now came back to haunt him without a single flaw, allowing him to destroy his mother's belongings with his own hands.
It was destroyed without even a screw left.
Looking at the empty hospital bed, Ren Chenbai suddenly remembered what happened last night.
Luo Zhi asked him nothing and said nothing.
Luo Zhi knew him better than he knew himself. It took Ren Chenbai a whole day to finally confirm that the result of his actions would be that nothing would be left behind, but Luo Zhi realized it in just a moment.
Just as Luo Zhi knew very well, as long as he asked a few more people to help buy clothes, Ren Chenbai would have no reason to deal with anyone in the hospital.
What is there to deal with?
Would the gentle and cheerful Mr. Ren get angry and abuse his power to fire someone just because of such a trivial matter as "a nurse in a private hospital helping a patient"?
Ren Chenbai is not that kind of person.
Facing everyone except Luo Zhi, Ren Chenbai has enough reason and bottom line.
Under the nervous gaze of the doctor on duty, Ren Chenbai just stood there in silence for an inordinately long time, then turned and walked towards the dean's office: "Show me the surveillance."
The doctor on duty let out a long sigh and said nothing.
Ren Chenbai's steps were so fast that the doctor on duty had to jog to keep up with him. Even after he caught up with him, he seemed to have something to say but hesitated.
Ren Chenbai said calmly: "Anything else?"
"Mr. Ren," the doctor on duty asked, "Would you like to do a full-body checkup after we find Mr. Luo?"
Ren Chenbai frowned: "Why?"
"It's hard to say. He may have other health problems."
The doctor on duty recalled the situation at that time. In addition to the two critical illnesses caused by hypoglycemia, Luo Zhi's original physical condition seemed somewhat worrying.
But Ren Chenbai didn't allow them to interfere, as if as long as Luo Zhi was still alive, nothing else mattered.
But can a person really withstand such torture?
After two rescue attempts, Luo Zhi's own survival instinct was as weak as the weakest flame in the wind, which would be extinguished at the slightest disturbance.
A night passed, and when they went to check on the ward this morning, Luo Zhi was sleeping in bed, as quiet as a gray ember.
The doctor on duty looked at Ren Chenbai's face and said tentatively: "Mr. Luo seems to be unable to hear."
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