Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

Yu Tang curled up on the bed, bowed his body slightly and aimed at the camera, intimately bringing Yan Huai a better viewing angle.

Feeling the rustling sound coming from outside the house, it was the sound that Yan Huai couldn't hold back and wanted to come in, Yu Tang couldn't help laughing secretly.

Do you feel distressed now?

late……

Yu Tang calculated Yan Huai's endurance, and did not tremble on the bed for too long.

Yu Tang's body gradually calmed down, his soft lips opened slightly, and he uttered some unrecognizable syllables.

At the same time, Yu Tang started to turn his head slowly, looking around cautiously.

Here is where he grew up for so many years.

There are cartoon stickers he played with when he was a child beside the light blue curtains, and the small bed under him is already narrow. There are two photo frames on the small study table full of books, which are Yu Tang and his parents. A group photo with Yan Huai and a group photo with Yan Huai.

This small room has carried Yu Tang's days and nights for the past ten years, which relieved his fear a lot.

The doctor stood outside the door and looked at the monitor, and whispered to Yan Huai, "It's effective. Look, his eyes stayed on those two photos."

"Probably the reason for his parents' death. He is very dependent on you. You need to guide him correctly."

For unknown reasons, every word the doctor said pierced Yan Huai's heart like a sharp knife.

Doctor: "He must be an emotional child."

Yan Huai's voice was very hoarse: "Yes, he is a good boy."

The doctor clicked his tongue lightly, and then comforted Yan Huai: "You are also a good uncle, really."

Yan Huai took a deep breath, let go of his palm, and the blood dripped down from his palm in a line.

He couldn't bear to see Yu Tang injured.

With such a serious illness, he cruelly left him alone in the house.

But he has to watch.

In case something goes wrong with Yu Tang, only he can guarantee the safety of the boy...

On the screen, the teenager's mood stabilized a little.

Yu Tang lay for a while with his hands clasped under the quilt, then sat up slowly, stared at the desk for a while, then frowned slightly.

Seeing him frowning, Yan Huai became impatient, and asked the doctor standing beside him, "What's going on here?"

The angle of the young man happened to be facing the monitor in front of the desk, so the picture was very clear. The doctor also saw it and became nervous: "I don't know. If he's not in the right condition for a while, you should go in quickly."

Yan Huai clenched his fist again and stared at the screen, his muscles tensed.

Yu Tang's movements were very slow, and his expression was a little sluggish, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Blue curtains, astronaut chandeliers, light blue wallpapers, photos of his parents and Uncle Yan... This is indeed an environment he is familiar with.

But it seems like...

What's missing?

By the way, he remembered!

Yu Tang immediately straightened his body from sitting up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Because he hadn't walked normally for a long time, his body went limp as soon as his feet touched the ground, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Yu Tang put his hands on the ground, knocked his chin, and let out a flustered sound from his chest.

Because he was afraid that Yu Tang would be injured, Yan Huai had asked someone to lay a thick carpet in advance. In fact, this fall would not hurt him.

But the moment the boy fell down, Yan Huai's heart was still grabbed by someone, and his eyes went dark.

Seeing that he wanted to open the door again, the doctor hurriedly persuaded him: "Don't worry, let's see what he is going to do."