Chapter 8:

In the wide and bright ward, the cool autumn breeze blows into the room through the half-open window, bringing a chill.
Ten days have passed since that car accident. Wei Zhe also moved from the intensive care unit to the general ward, but he was still asleep, like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale. At this moment, in the corridor outside the ward, Wei Jing's small body shrank into a ball, and he pulled the handle of the house door tightly to prevent him from being forcibly taken away.
"I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay here to take care of Big Brother." His hand was so tight that his veins broke out.
"Wei Zhe will be taken care of by someone." Wei He spoke coldly, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade, which could pierce human flesh and blood.
Wei Jingshen took a breath, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were calm, unlike a child. "This is different. What if the eldest brother wakes up? The doctor has already said his condition very clearly, and you will probably leave the eldest brother casually. Throw it to a remote place, ask a few people to take care of him, and let him fend for himself. As for whether he is doing well? Is he happy? Is he bullied? You shouldn't care at all, right?"
It was an interrogative sentence, but in an affirmative tone.
Wei He smiled indifferently, and looked at the child incontrovertibly.
"But I can take care of my eldest brother. As long as my eldest brother wakes up, you can send me there." Wei Jing calmed his mind and said his plan. "So you can save a lot of trouble, right?"
"But..." The man tilted his head, his words were and cruel, "What if he doesn't wake up?"
"I...I can always take care of my eldest brother here." Wei Jing pinched the palm of his hand to clear his chaotic brain. "I usually go to school, move out of the main house and live near the hospital. "
"Tsk." Wei He let out an unexplained sigh, "Your plans are based on the fact that I will spend money to support you, but... I! I don't want to spend a penny on you. "
Wei Jing's face turned pale, and even the slight color on his lips faded away. Fortunately, he already had the experience of the previous generation and clearly understood how much Wei He didn't want to see himself. At this moment, he tilted his head and took a deep breath: "I will find a way to make money myself."
He lived in Wei's house for more than a year, plus the things his mother left for him when he died, he still had a million dollars in his hand. The one million at this time is not as worthless as later generations. Now the house in City B is not too expensive. He can buy a smaller house first and save the remaining money for daily life.
At the moment the Internet is not well developed, and the comics are all physical books.
Tomorrow, he will buy drawing paper and paintbrushes and start drawing, and then submit his paper. After two years after Weibo comes out, he hurries to apply for an account, work hard to become a big internet celebrity, or open a certain treasure shop. , In short, he will not starve to death.
Almost instantly, Wei Jing thought of what he should do next?
"Okay, since you said that, then you can live by yourself!" Wei He smiled dispensable, he waved his hand, turned and left with a black bodyguard.
call! Wei Jing breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what? Is the first wave finally blocked?
"Big brother." The child walked to the bed and stretched out the hair that blocked the boy's cheek, "Why don't you wake up yet?"
The Wei family has been making a lot of noise these past two days. Almost all the illegitimate children have been dispatched, hoping that they can enter Wei He’s eyes and bring them back to the old house. But no one thought that the first one to live in the old house turned out to be Wei Min.
It was Wei Zhe whose mother hired someone to kill Wei Min, who has not yet awakened.
Some people even wanted to refute, but the Wei family was the one of Wei He, so what did he say? After being returned by him lukewarm, the group of people had to put their minds off.
When Wei Jing heard the news, he gave Wei He's face wiping hand a meal. The snow-white towel wiped the boy's sideburns, making a little inconspicuous black mark. Wei Jing stared at the handkerchief in a daze. The eldest brother had been sleeping for 13 days, almost two weeks.
I can’t wash my hair because of a wound on my head, and my original haircut becomes greasy.
The people outside seemed to have forgotten this piece of heaven and earth. Except for the two nurses and him, no one had ever visited Wei Zhe.
Wei Jing's nose was sour, and he muttered to himself: "You mean you! Why don't you even have a good friend? Now the pitiful, no one is with you except me. Hey? I said this. What are you doing? Brother, haven't you wiped your right hand yet? Wait for me, I'll add some hot water, it's cold."
The child got up to get a thermos, trying to add some hot water in.
"Wei Jing?" A familiar, slightly hoarse voice sounded with uncertainty.
Wei Jing's body stiffened after he had turned, and the tears that had been held back suddenly fell. He did not dare to turn around, fearing that this was just a dream of him, an illusion.
"Wei Jing." This time, he used a positive tone.
The child turned his head abruptly with a'wow', and he ran forward. He wanted to fall into the arms of the boy, but he was afraid of touching the other person's wound and stopped by the bed, watching the man opened, the ink-colored Eyes, crying and laughing, like a little madman.
The current situation is very strange. Wei Zhe, who is only thirteen years old, has a 26-year-old soul inside. After thirteen years, he is lying in bed, receiving treatment from a doctor, but his eyes are always Falling on the tear-stained child next to him.
Seven-year-old Wei Xiaojing, with a pointed face, big and bright eyes, and a mist of water, looked like a delicate imitation doll.
Why are you so thin? A trace of dissatisfaction crossed Wei Zhe's heart, and he was picky again?
"What's this?" The doctor in the white coat stretched out three fingers.
Wei Zhe furrowed his brows, his face solemn, and his black eyes were unfathomable like an abyss. Obviously he is only a young man, his body is thin, but no one can ignore his sense of existence. Just lying there makes it difficult to breathe, as if facing a top hunter.
The doctor was frightened and stepped back a few steps, his face panicked.
Wei Zhe's alienated gaze swept over, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Are you my primary doctor?"
"Yeah." The doctor nodded.
"Change to a smart one." Wei Zhe narrowed his eyes. "I don't need a doctor who even needs to ask me a few fingers."
Doctors:……
Hey hey? ? ? Wei Jing's eyes widened suddenly, wait, is this different from what I said before? Didn’t you say that you will become mentally retarded? How do you feel that your elder brother's aura is stronger? Is it his illusion?
The author has something to say: Wei Jing: Wait, this is different from what was said.
Wei Zhe: Who said it to you...
The doctor cried with a cry, this person does not play cards according to the routine!
Dear Wei Xiaojing, your juvenile · Tsundere brother has been offline, and your adult · Big Devil brother is online. Life is not easy, and you should cherish it.