Father Wen looked at the mother and son hugging each other with a gentle expression.
Then he turned to look at his eldest son, with questioning in his eyes.
There was a subtle hope hidden in Father Wen's profound eyes.
Feeling the eyes on him, Wen Shaoyang moved his eyes away from Wen's mother and brother and looked at Wen's father.
He saw the waves gradually rising under Father Wen's calm eyes.
The facts that have been accepted suddenly take a turn for the better, and it is difficult for anyone to calm down.
Wen Shaoyang's already curved lips deepened a little.
He nodded, his eyes filled with joy.
…
"Uncle Wen."
Chi Xiuchuan did not disturb the hugging mother and son, but smiled and said hello to Father Wen.
"Achuan, thank you very much this time."
The eldest son called me earlier and briefly explained the whole story.
He knew that the expert who cured his youngest son was introduced by Chi Xiuchuan.
Father Wen was very grateful.
"Uncle, you are too polite."
"I didn't do anything."
"Master Xiao is so powerful."
"No, if you hadn't brought Master Xiao here, Xiaoyuan wouldn't have recovered so quickly."
Even though it was incredible, Wen's father did not doubt his eldest son's words.
Since Ayang said that the younger son is well, then the younger son must be well.
"Is this Master Xiao?"
Father Wen's eyes turned to the only strange young man opposite.
The young man has a slender figure, sparse eyebrows, and a light and peaceful temperament that is rare among young people nowadays.
Not a trace of impetuousness.
Even so, at first glance, he is still just an ordinary young man.
Such a young man could actually cure Xiaoyuan's disease?
It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
…
"Uncle Wen, hello."
When Xiao Xiao saw Father Wen's gaze coming towards him, he raised the corner of his mouth and said hello with a smile.
"Hello, Master Xiao."
Naturally, Father Wen would not neglect Master Xiao.
On the way here, he had already sent someone to investigate the young man.
Just out of a kind of anxiety and expectation for the results.
I hope this expert is indeed worthy of his name.
There are naturally differences between Wen's father's investigation and Wen Shaoyang's investigation.
He soon got a more detailed report about Xiao Xiao.
There is nothing surprising in the report.
However, several of the names mentioned made Mr. Wen raise his eyebrows.
…
"Thank you very much this time, Master Xiao."
Father Wen stepped forward, took Xiao Xiao's outstretched palm with both hands, and shook it solemnly.
"Yes, Master Xiao, thank you very much."
Mother Wen also came over, and the child leaned against her side.
She held the child's hand.
Seeing Xiao Xiao's glance, the child grinned silently.
…
Xiao Xiao also curled his lips at the child.
"I'm glad I could help,"
…
"Okay, let's go inside and talk."
Father Wen called to everyone, "Why are you all standing at the door on a cold day?"
"Master Xiao, please."
…
Everyone found a place to sit down in the hall.
The huge space finally became a bit lively.
"You guys sit down first and I'll get you some tea."
Mother Wen got up and walked to the kitchen.
As a mother of two children, even though she is the matron of a household, she is not a pretty girl who doesn't have her fingers in the water.
The long-lost closeness to her youngest son made her feel very good.
Qingwan's temperament became softer and softer.
…
"Master Xiao, Xiaoyuan really..."
Even after getting accurate information from his eldest son, Wen's father still felt a little unreal.
Their youngest son's illness has been bothering them all this time.
The doctors saw me a lot and said it would take a long time to treat.
It can only be controlled. Even if it is cured, it may relapse later.
This disease is an invisible bomb.
Father Wen couldn't stop sighing every time he thought about his child suffering from this disease.
Now I suddenly know that my younger son is cured of his illness.
He was surprised and hesitant and couldn't believe it.
Naturally, the earlier this kind of mental illness is discovered, the better, and the earlier it is treated, the better.
The longer the time goes on, the more likely the condition will become more serious.
Especially when the cause of the disease is not known and cannot be avoided well, then, if one does not pay attention, the patient's mental state will be severely damaged.
This is very dangerous.
If you indulge in a world of fantasy, it will be extremely difficult to wake up.
There is only one person's joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
What accompanies the patient is only illusion.
…
"Um."
Xiao Xiao took the trouble to answer the question that had been asked for the third time.
He could understand the Wen family's emotions.
He looked at the child who had nuzzled up to him after Wen's mother left, his short legs dangling. His dark eyes that looked at him furtively showed curiosity and intimacy slowly.
He accurately caught the child's peeking eyes, and when he saw the child's frightened appearance, he curved his mouth with some pleasure, and a slight smile oozed from his eyes.
This child is obviously not a quiet and solitary person and should have many friends. Why is he still addicted to getting along with false friends?
Maybe it’s because of the opponent’s identity as a monster?
...
Xiao Xiao's concise but firm answer made Father Wen's mouth curl up slightly.
He has been in a high position for many years, so he can naturally tell that there is no uncertainty in Xiao Xiao's words.
Father Wen looked deeply into Xiao Xiao's eyes, and he admired the calmness inside them.
The aura he carries is not something that ordinary people can bear.
...
Father Wen's eyes moved away from Xiao Xiao and fell on the child beside him.
The child lowered his head and seemed to be playing with his fingers.
A trace of sadness flashed across Father Wen's eyes, so fast that people thought he was just dazzled.
Wen Shaoyang knew that he was right.
He picked up the child.
"Oh, brother, what are you doing?"
The child was startled, and then he bulged his mouth in dissatisfaction.
...
"What are you doing? Tell dad about your monster friend."
Wen Shaoyang patted the child's head.
The child covered his head and looked at his brother warily, "Don't hit me on the head all the time."
"Monster friend? Little demon?"
The child had a confused expression, "Isn't that fake?"
"You have always thought that others were real."
Wen Shaoyang looked at the child with extremely innocent eyes with a half-smile.
"Oh, isn't that a matter of lack of time?"
The child rolled his eyes and said confidently.
Looking at some rogue children, everyone:...
What's wrong with being young? How can a child pretend to be an adult?
...
However, Father Wen's eyebrows relaxed and he showed a truly happy smile.
The child's words gave him a shot in the arm.
He was convinced that the child had really come out of his previous hallucination.
It's really, really good.
Father Wen's eyes were full of emotions. Because of this illusion, his relationship with his youngest son had reached a deadlock.
No matter what, as long as the younger son can return to normal, that is more important than anything else.