After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Fu Jincheng was halfway through his refusal without any room for negotiation when he suddenly felt someone pulling his clothes.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo's voice was so low that only the boy and Fu Jincheng could hear it. "I want to go and take a look."

Fu Jincheng looked back in disbelief.

The young man behind him still had his head down, the hand that was holding the corner of his clothes was visibly nervous, and the words that came out of his mouth were trembling.

But there was no hesitation.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo repeated, "No need to refuse."

"I want to see it."

He just doesn't want to interact with people. He is not a fool and he is not blind.

Although Fu Jincheng's movements were small, Wen Yinuo still saw them clearly.

When the charity volunteers walked up to them, Fu Jincheng looked to the upper left for a long time.

When facing the volunteers, his overly sharp and merciless words were totally not his brother's style.

Although Fu Jincheng has a sharp tongue, he never shows it in front of irrelevant people under the guidance of Wen Jian since he was a child.

They will not show this to public welfare volunteers.

Then there is only one reasonable explanation left: Fu Jincheng has a certain connection with the volunteer in front of him.

Wen Yinuo didn't think it was necessary to delve into the specific nature of the connection.

All I know is that the volunteers in front of me and even the charity activities I see are all related to Fu Jincheng.

The purpose of my brother making so many things was just to make him fill out a psychological measurement form as the "volunteer" said.

If Fu Jincheng hadn't beaten around the bush and directly told him that he wanted him to go to the hospital for a check-up, Wen Yinuo would definitely have refused.

If he gets too excited, he might even kick Fu Jincheng out of the house.

But Fu Jincheng didn't do that.

He has been taking care of the boy's emotions since the first time he met Wen Yinuo.

There were many things that both of them knew well. Fu Jincheng knew that Wen Yinuo didn't want to say it now, so he just cooperated and acted according to what the boy wanted.

The door that was deliberately left unlocked at night, the wound that was treated with medicine but not mentioned, the loss of control that was never mentioned, the indirect questions...

All of these things are connected together with what is happening before our eyes.

My brother is different from other people, Wen Yinuo thought.

Moreover, he didn't want his brother's kindness to go to waste.

So, could he give it a try?

Instead of confessing everything at once, start now—with a simple psychometric assessment.

Maybe this time, with a simple attempt, there will be an answer that is completely different from what I have heard before?

Thinking about it, Wen Yinuo made up his mind.

The young man raised his head and met Fu Jincheng's shocked eyes without any surprise:

"Brother, wait for me here for a while."

As he spoke, Wen Yinuo let go of the hand that was holding Fu Jincheng's clothes, trotted to the public welfare clinic, and asked for a psychological measurement form and a pen.

Fu Jincheng was in a trance the whole time.

After going up to the third floor, signing in and queuing up, the two sat on chairs and waited. As Fu Jincheng tried to use his peripheral vision to see the answers Wen Yinuo ticked on the measurement form, he became even more dazed.

For a moment, he even suspected that he was dreaming.

Not only did Xiaobao take the initiative to fill out a psychological measurement form, he also did not lie when checking the options on the form and checked all the correct ones.

Instead, just check the box according to your actual situation.

If it wasn't the wrong place, Fu Jincheng would have wanted to go out and run three laps to express his inner excitement.

Every question on the psychological test form once again reveals the scars that Wen Yinuo wants to cover up.

If you just fill out the form casually without looking, then even if it is six pages long, it will only take you a minute to complete it.

But Wen Yinuo had already made up his mind to take the first step, so naturally he would not be perfunctory.

The boy read every word of every question on the psychological measurement form carefully, and answered seriously after thinking about it.

If he encounters a situation where none of the six options suits him, Wen Yinuo will write down his actual situation word by word without hiding anything.

This resulted in the situation where Fu Jincheng's line was up, but Wen Yinuo hadn't even finished answering half of the question.

Fu Jincheng called out several times before Wen Yinuo, who was absorbed in filling out the form, gave a perfunctory reply: "I heard you, brother, go in by yourself."

He is such a grown man, yet he still needs to accompany me to see a doctor.

Fu Jincheng was reluctant to go in.

After seeing the doctor, Wen Yinuo hadn't finished filling it out yet.

Fu Jincheng, who was going to get vaccinated as ordered by the doctor, walked up to Wen Yinuo and stood in front of him.

"Xiaobao." Fu Jincheng sat down and poked the boy's arm with his finger, "Brother is going to get an injection, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he was perfunctorily answered, "Come on, brother. Don't be afraid. The injection won't hurt."

Fu Jincheng was even more sad after being treated perfunctorily twice.

Even the nurse who gave him the injection couldn't help but ask her colleagues if this patient was cuckolded and his wife ran away with someone else, as she saw him leaving with a disappointed look on his face.

How else to explain why he was so sad because someone bit him on the hand?

Wen Yinuo, who answered very slowly, had not yet finished the six-page measurement form after Fu Jincheng came back from the vaccination.

Nearly ten minutes passed by the time the six-page measurement form was completely filled out.

Fu Jincheng pretended not to care about the form and asked naturally, "Have you finished filling it out?"

Wen Yinuo nodded.

Fu Jincheng took the boy's hand. Before he could say the words "going home", the questionnaire that had been filled out and neatly placed together was handed to him under his nose.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo was smiling, but there was a subtle fear in his eyes, "You take it."

Fu Jincheng took it unnaturally: "Then let's go home now?"

Wen Yinuo restrained himself from blurting out the words of agreement and shook his head gently: "No."

"Brother, I'll go downstairs and wait for you by the elevator."

"Please help me return the measuring table."

Before filling it out, Wen Yinuo felt that something was wrong with the measurement form, but after filling it out, he felt certain.

The one he got was not a public welfare activity measurement form for the entire population.

Rather, it was a professional measurement form that he had filled out several times in his previous life.

The conjecture became fact.

The hospital's charity activities do have the shadow of his brother.

Then, there must be doctors too.

Fu Jincheng was a little stunned as he looked into the boy's eyes, which were dark but clear, and suddenly he had a feeling.

Wen Yinuo...should know.

I know that the hospital’s charity event was a goodwill arrangement for him.

Fu Jincheng's palms began to sweat as he held the measuring gauge, and for a moment he didn't dare to look at Wen Yinuo.

"you……"

"Brother." The boy still smiled, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Promise to be good and not run away."