The more he thought about those things, the more fragile his mind became.
This world is not as beautiful as he imagined.
It turns out that there are still many horrible, dirty and disgusting things out there.
And his memory is so good and his brain cells are active. Even if he tries to forget the bad things, they will still pop into his mind from time to time, allowing him to recall them again, making the impression more profound and unforgettable.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy and scared Xiao Cong became.
A servant suddenly walked by. He was startled, thinking it was a bad guy. He stood up straight and stared at him defensively.
The servant asked strangely: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay..." Xiao Cong shook his head, turned around and ran upstairs.
He pushed open Rong Guangguo's room and saw him lying on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
There are no other adults at home, only my great-grandfather is at home.
He was scared to be alone, so he had no choice but to come and get along with his great-grandfather.
He climbed over and sat down carefully next to his great-grandfather, looked at him, and endured it, but still did not call him.
Grandpa was asleep and he couldn't wake him up.
Xiao Cong swayed his two thin legs, staring at his great-grandfather with his big eyes for a while, and then staring out the window.
Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, and the shadows of branches were projected on the window, which looked strange and strange, like a ghost with teeth and claws.
He was frightened and threw himself into Rong Guangguo's arms.
"Grandpa, wake up, Xiao Cong is scared." He shook his body and said anxiously.
Rong Guangguo didn't react at all. He closed his eyes and remained motionless.
"Grandpa, wake up, wake up." No matter how he called him, he didn't respond.
Xiao Cong had no choice but to pull his eyelids with his hands, trying to force him to open his eyes.
The small hand touched his face, it was cold, and he was inexplicably scared. He quickly retracted his hand, bit his lip, and stared at him closely.
What happened to Grandpa?
Dead?
He put his hand under his nose and felt for a while, but couldn't feel his breathing. His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly opened the quilt and put his ear against his heart.
There was no plop-plop sound!
He knew that if a person has no breathing and heartbeat, he is dead.
Grandpa, he...is dead...
This was his first contact with death, and he didn't know whether to be sad or afraid.
Staring at his great-grandfather blankly, Xiao Cong's face became paler and paler.
After a while, he jumped out of bed and stepped back step by step.
His feet suddenly became unstable and he fell to the ground.
The pain returned to his consciousness, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. He got up and ran outside as hard as he could...
After Rong Shaoze finished injecting the intravenous drip, he straightened his clothes, took Ruby Lin's hand and planned to leave.
As soon as I walked out of the ward, I heard a woman's heart-rending screams coming from the next ward.
"Why didn't you let me die? Why did you save me? Why?!"
"Miss, can you calm down?"
"Go away, get lost! Who asked you to save me? Why did you save me? Who asked you to save me by meddling in other people's business?!"
Hearing Du Ruoxin's loud shout, Lin Xinlan couldn't help but frown.
Rong Shaoze looked indifferent. He didn't even look back and said to Ruby Lin, "Let's go home."
"Yeah." She nodded slightly.
Du Ruoxin, who had just walked a few steps, rushed out of the ward and saw him, with a flash of joy in her eyes.
