Quick Wear: Villain Happiness System

"Thank you, little dad." Yang Jin hesitated for a while, but still called out.

"Um...what did you call me just now?" Murong Xiao seemed a little unbelievable about what she heard, and asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"Little daddy." Yang Jin uttered these two words softly, looking at the person in front of him with a firm and sincere gaze.

"Xiao Jin...my Xiao Jin..." Murong Xiao murmured to herself, her eyes full of excitement and joy, and her eyes gradually became moist.

He stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked the boy's face, as if to confirm whether everything before him was real.

Murong Xiao looked at him with eyes full of emotion and relief. He had never thought that he would be able to see his child again in his lifetime.

He held Yang Jin's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear.

Yang Jin reached out and shook his hand back. It was clearly the first time they met, but he didn't feel strange towards him at all. Instead, he felt very friendly. It felt like they had been together for a very long time.

Maybe this is blood relationship.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Murong Xiao started coughing continuously. Her chest hurt so much that she finally coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

His clothes and hands were stained red, which looked shocking.

"Little Daddy!" Yang Jin exclaimed, his eyes full of worry and fear. He quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Murong Xiao's mouth.

Murong Xiao exerted a little force and gently squeezed his palm, gave him a reassuring look, and whispered soothingly: "Don't worry, it's just the old problem again." Although he said so, the faint bitter smile at the corner of his mouth and the fatigue and relief that could not be concealed in the depths of his eyes still betrayed his true state at the moment - in fact, he had long since become indifferent to life and death, and now that he could see Yang Jin, he felt that there was no regret in his life.

Yang Jin's heart suddenly tightened. He was of course aware of Murong Xiao's extremely poor physical condition, but it was really hard to accept the fact that he had to watch this closest relative, whom he had just met and to whom he was related by blood, pass away.

So he couldn't help but hold Murong Xiao's hand tightly, and promised in an extremely firm tone: "Little Dad, please don't worry! I will definitely find a famous doctor in the world to cure your illness!"

Murong Xiao stared at Yang Jin, who looked determined, and his eyes became moist. He was moved and relieved. He slowly raised his other hand, patted the back of Yang Jin's hand a few times, and then smiled and responded, "Well, Daddy believes in you."

At this moment, there was a "creaky" sound, and the door opened again, and a figure bathed in the orange-red evening light walked into the room.

"Brother Shen."

"Ah Jin, the car is ready outside. From what I can see, my uncle is not in good health. It would be better for us to return to Rongcheng and ask a doctor to take a look."

Yang Jin stood up immediately after hearing this. He knew Shen Yan was right. Murong Xiao's physical condition was indeed not optimistic. They needed to return to Rongcheng as soon as possible to find better medical skills to treat him.

He looked at Brother Shen gratefully, then turned to Murong Xiao and said, "Little Dad, we will set off back to Rongcheng now. I will find the best doctor to treat you."

There was a hint of hesitation in Murong Xiao's eyes, but she looked at Yang Jin's concerned gaze and nodded involuntarily.

Although he knew that his body was in such a bad state that there might be no cure, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He had just met Xiao Jin today, and he was really reluctant to leave.

Shen Yan's carriage had already been prepared, and the carriage was covered with soft brocade cushions.

Yang Jin carefully helped Murong Xiao get into the car, his movements were gentle and delicate, as if he was afraid of touching some fragile treasure. Murong Xiao leaned against a corner of the car, her face pale, but her eyes were shining with determination.

The carriage started slowly, and the sound of the wheels rolling was particularly clear in the silent night. Yang Jin sat next to Murong Xiao, holding his hand tightly, conveying warmth and strength. His eyes were full of concern, and he observed Murong Xiao's expression from time to time, fearing that he was feeling unwell.

Shen Yan sat at the front of the carriage, driving it fast in the night.

As the night deepened, the carriage galloped in the moonlight.

Accompanied by Yang Jin, Murong Xiao closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

He knew that no matter what the outcome was, he already had the most precious treasure - Yang Jin. This son, whom he had just met, had become the brightest light in his life.

The carriage finally arrived at Rongcheng. After Shen Yan took Yang Jin and Murong Xiao to live in a villa, he gave Yang Jin a few instructions and left.

"Young Master." Two men in black suits walked out from the darkness and saluted Shen Yan respectfully.

Shen Yan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Where is the doctor you are looking for?"

One of the men replied respectfully, "Master, this is the doctor we are looking for, his name is Zhou Wen."

The man stepped aside, making way for an old man in a grey robe. The old man had white hair and beard, a kind face, and was holding a medicine box in his hand.

Shen Yan nodded slightly, motioning them to follow him into the mansion.

After passing through the winding corridor, they came to Shen Yan's study, which was simply furnished with various ancient books on the bookshelf.

"Doctor Zhou, please." Shen Yan motioned Zhou Wen to sit down, then asked Hua Zhi and another tightly-dressed man to go out the door and guard outside the study.

After Zhou Wen sat down, Shen Yan said softly: "I know you are a great doctor. I asked you to come here for an elder."

Shen Yan paused, as if considering how to phrase it, "I heard that you have cured many difficult and complicated diseases, so I specially invited you to come."

Zhou Wen smiled slightly and said, "Master Shen, you are too kind. The art of medicine is profound and I only know a little bit. However, since Master Shen trusts me so much, I will do my best."

Shen Yan nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Doctor Zhou. Do you need to check on the patient's condition?"

Zhou Wen stood up and said, "That's right. Please lead the way, Master Shen."

Shen Yan took Zhou Wen through several corridors and came to a quiet courtyard.

The courtyard was filled with various flowers, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Shen Yan pushed open a door and said, "Come in."

Zhou Wen walked into the room and saw a gentle-looking man lying on the bed with a haggard face.

"Ah Jin, this is Doctor Zhou whom I invited for my uncle. Let him take your uncle's pulse first." Shen Yan said softly to Yang Jin.

Yang Jin nodded and motioned Zhou Wen to come forward. Zhou Wen walked to the bedside and carefully checked Murong Xiao's pulse.

After a while, he frowned slightly and examined a few more places carefully.

Seeing this, Yang Jin's heart tightened and he asked, "Doctor Zhou, how is my father's condition?"

After some examination, Zhou Wen frowned.