The child just started to look at him now, his eyes full of doubts.
Seeing that it had some effect, Chen Xuan continued, "You were bullied by them just now. I saved you. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, remember to tell the doctor."
The child seemed to finally know him.
"Are you the brother who comes here every day these days?"
Chen Xuan originally thought that no one would remember his face, so he laughed and said, "Yes, it's me.
I pretended to be a rich man to save you!"
The child actually laughed a little, probably because he thought what he said was funny.
"Do you believe me now?
Can you tell me your name?"
The child hesitated for a moment and finally said, "My name is Fang Yan."
Fang Yan was a good and neat name. Chen Xuan imagined that he would be a child of a wealthy family in the past.
"Hello, my name is Chen Xuan."
"Why did they beat you?"
The child said, his little mouth pouted, and he said bitterly, "Because they sometimes ask for food, but I usually don't want it. After asking, I pick and choose and give them everything they can't eat."
Chen Xuan understood why he was beaten. It was simply because he was different from others.
In this kind of environment, they cannot vent their anger on others, but they put all their anger on a child! "Don't they choose?"
He asked knowingly, but he just wanted the next answer.
"They usually don't choose. How can we have so much food to eat?"
"Then why did you choose?
Aren't you hungry?"
Speaking of this, the child sighed, "Of course I'm hungry, but no matter how hungry I am, I can't eat sour food. If it ruins my stomach, it won't be worth the loss."
Chen Xuan now understood that he wanted to work hard to survive.
Because of the simple conditions and poor environment, if ordinary people have diarrhea, they may be cured soon, but they can't. They don't have the money or energy to see a doctor, and no one will take care of them. Therefore, the best way to treat the disease is
Just don't get sick.
Chen Xuan admired him from the bottom of his heart.
He is like the pampas grass in ancient books that is as tough as gold wire, not as hard as a rock, but can still work hard to live in a dirty environment.
No matter how humble and difficult his life is.
Chen Xuan felt that he had finally found the light in the darkness, so he asked factually, "Do you still have to go back to that place?"
When the child looked at her, he felt as if he was rubbing salt into someone else's wound.
Immediately say the next sentence "I mean, I can help you.
You should want to leave that place!"
"How to leave?"
The child had a look of disbelief and hope. He didn't know how the future would develop.
"Be obedient, I have a way. You should take the medicine and the food first."
The child didn't ask any more questions and just ate obediently.
Chen Xuan feels that he has always been taking care of others recently.
"Does your boss have a rule that requires you to go back every day?"
"It is available to us, but not to those in the Jiyuan."
He put it all together.
"Those who are in the hospital are not coming back because they are being kept, right?"
Fang Yan nodded.
"Is it possible that we go to the news after school and say that an old rich man brought back a child in order to pray for his grandson?"
What Chen Xuan was thinking was that as long as he was given more money, he would not refuse.
"Okay..." The child agreed silently.
So Chen Xuan went back to the place where they were fighting. He acted like a great man, holding a lot of money in his hand, walked up to the group of homeless people, and threw the money on him. "Go back."
Tell your boss! I took that child away! Give it to my grandson to pray for! Tell him not to cause trouble!"
The group of people were shocked by his momentum, and they really thought he was some rich man.
So I hurriedly collected all the money.
One of them kowtowed repeatedly, "Okay sir, okay sir, we will definitely tell you!"
Chen Xuan looked at him, wondering what he felt in his heart.
Because he might have been an excellent fellow Taoist before, but now... She stopped looking at this scene and left without looking back.
"Go to the drugstore," he said to himself. "There is still a ray of light there."
Chen Xuan came back very late today, and it was almost dark when he got home.
"Kid, why are you back so late today?"
The old gentleman pretended to blame him.
"Old sir, can we have one more person living here?"
"how?
Did you really go to the Journalist Academy?"
"Hahaha! Of course not! I brought back a child!"
"Come out, stop hiding!"
As he spoke, Fang Yan stuck his head out from behind him.
The old gentleman was dumbfounded for a moment, "You, you, you...why do you want to adopt him?"
Has this kid's brain been burned out?
I haven’t made enough money for myself and my friends yet! “Hahaha, it’s not adoption! I picked it up from those homeless people! Oh yes, it cost me a lot of money!”
"tramp?"
When the old gentleman took a closer look, he looked a bit familiar.
But he has never seen a doctor?
"It's normal that you don't recognize him! He doesn't usually get sick!"
Chen Xuan seemed to be telling a secret and smiled mysteriously.
The old gentleman didn’t know what they were talking about, but he was just very happy. “That’s perfect! Let’s eat together!”
With that said, he called the two people in.
Yan Keyun was also curious about this child. He had heard it early. When he saw him coming in, he couldn't sit still. He stretched out his hand from the quilt and wanted to hug him. "Come on, come on, brother, give me a hug!"
The child was strange. He probably didn't know that there was another person inside, and that this person was still in the hospital bed.
Chen Xuan didn't come back, so he just stood there stunned.
"he is my friend!"
Chen Xuan came over to see him.
"His name is Yan Keyun, and he is sick now."
"oh."
Only then did the child realize that he had been rude. "Then...is it serious?"
"It's not serious, I will almost cure it!"
Chen Xuan knelt down and patted his head, "Can you go over and let him hug you?"
He pouted again.
"I'm already 15, I'm no longer a child!"
His debut made the two grown men laugh. "It's okay, it's okay, I'm older than you! I'm already twenty-four!"
"Well, then I'm older than him. I'm already twenty-seven, and you're ten years younger than us! Why don't you come over and let us hug you?"
The child was then willing and ran to Yan Keyun's bedside.