He could only follow Wei Mosheng to the doctor's office.
“The patient’s stomach cancer is already very serious. He was already weak, and this time he was stabbed. Even if the surgery is successful, it will probably affect his lifespan.”
The doctor's estimate of lifespan was relatively optimistic. After all, for patients with late-stage stomach cancer, every extra day they live is like stealing time from the King of Hell. Jiang Yuan's health has been severely depleted this time, and with her illness, it's uncertain whether she can even last two months.
"Stomach cancer?" Wei Mosheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. After a moment, he uncontrollably lunged forward and grabbed the doctor's shoulders: "How could my mother have stomach cancer?! Doctor, are you sure you're not mistaken?! It's impossible! My mother couldn't possibly have stomach cancer!"
"She just has a weak stomach. I studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, so I'll prepare medicinal meals for her to nourish her stomach. Once her stomach is healed, she'll recover! Stomach cancer? Impossible! She can't possibly have stomach cancer!"
"Asheng, let go of the doctor!" Yu Tang quickly pried Wei Mosheng's hand off, apologized to the doctor, and pulled the flustered boy out.
Wei Mosheng's eyes were vacant, as if he had been beaten senseless. He shook his head and muttered, "Impossible, impossible, the diagnosis must be wrong."
Yu Tang gripped the boy's curled-up fingers, her heart aching terribly.
Neither he nor Jiang Yuan expected such an accident, which suddenly exposed the things they wanted to hide to Wei Mosheng in such a painful way.
The two reached the emergency exit. Yu Tang cupped Wei Mosheng's face in her hands, making sure everyone was looking at her: "Asheng, you have to pull yourself together, don't panic. Auntie actually..."
"You knew all along, didn't you?!" Wei Mosheng suddenly snapped out of his daze, forcefully pushing Yu Tang's hand away. "Why didn't you tell me?!"
Why did you two team up to lie to me?!
After his hysterical screaming, he slid down the wall to the ground, covered his face with his hands, and choked up.
"My mother's life is counting down, but I'm still here, still here..."
She was still troubled by whether Yu Tang would like her, and she was still jealous and angry about Wei Chen and Yu Tang's interactions.
He had been living too comfortably for a while, which made him think that he finally had the confidence to live and the right to pursue the person he liked.
But reality was extremely cruel to him, taking away his closest and dearest people just as his life was starting to improve.
"Why...why did it turn out like this..." Wei Mosheng curled up in the corner of the stairwell, like a caged beast, giving up the struggle, only able to shrink into the cage and hug his wounded body, sobbing: "Tang-ge, didn't you say life would always change, would get better...then why, why did he treat me like this...why did he take Mom away...I didn't want this...what did I do wrong..."
Yu Tang pursed her lips tightly, feeling the wetness on her face. When she touched it, she realized that tears had unknowingly streamed down her face.
He knelt down, hugged Wei Mosheng, and gently patted his back, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word of comfort.
He was just an observer, unable to change these established facts. All he could do was stand by Wei Mosheng's side at this time, giving him someone to rely on.
It took Wei Mosheng a long time to calm down. Afterwards, Yu Tang took his hand and led him to sit outside the operating room to wait.
The boy seemed to have suddenly lost his soul, staring at a single point, and Yu Tang had to call him several times before he could hear her.
The operating room lights went out half an hour later. Wei Mosheng's eyes finally lit up a little. He hurriedly went over, held the trolley, and saw Jiang Yuan's sleeping face. Tears streamed down his face again, hitting the woman's face, which he hurriedly wiped away.
Seeing this scene, Yu Tang felt a pang of pain in his heart. He walked out of the hospital, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and slowly smoked it.
He asked the system: System, do I have to follow the predetermined plot?
Yu Tang: What will happen if I fail to complete the task?
"Yes, we must follow the plot."
The system replied helplessly: [If you fail to complete the task, your soul will be erased, and your physical body in reality will also perish completely.]
Yu Tang: Oh, I see.
[What's wrong? Host, do you like Wei Mosheng?]
Yu Tang was taken aback: You like it?
[I can't bear to hurt him to complete the mission, and I want to stay in this world with him. Isn't that what love is?]
Yu Tang remained silent.
After a long pause, he shook his head: It's not that I like it, it's just that I feel sorry for it.
Even an ordinary person would feel sorry for someone who had such an experience.
Moreover, the world seemed too real, and the months he spent with Wei Mosheng made it hard for him not to sympathize with his plight.
"Sigh, the host really is a blockhead."
The system muttered under its breath: "As expected, the Time and Space Administration arranged this so you could punish the villains."
When Yu Tang returned to the ward, she found that Wei Mosheng was not there, and a bad feeling suddenly welled up inside her.
The child's emotions are extremely unstable right now, and he's afraid Wei Mosheng will do something foolish.
He asked the system to check Wei Mosheng's location.
"Found it!"
The system said: [He went to find Zhang Damin!]
Yu Tang: Where is Zhang Damin?
After stabbing Jiang Yuan, he fled, taking the money he had stolen from her to a small gambling den in the old street.
The system said: "[Wei Mosheng should know him quite well, so we're heading to where Zhang Damin is now!]"
It's over.
Yu Tang's heart skipped a beat.
Wei Mosheng must be wishing he could kill Zhang Damin right now. If the two were to meet, given Wei Mosheng's current skills...
If Zhang Damin loses his temper, he will definitely be beaten to death!
Although he also felt that this beastly man deserved to die, he didn't want Wei Mosheng to risk his life to fight Zhang Damin!
Chapter 24
Died for the villain for the first time (24)
The old neighborhood was dirty and chaotic.
Wei Mosheng walked to the entrance of Jiuhe Casino, kicked open the door, and went inside.
The men inside, who were shouting and placing bets, were startled. They looked towards the door, saw that it was a boy, and immediately became unhappy.
"You little brat, you dare kick my door!" The boss came over, shoved Wei Mosheng, and twisted his wrist as soon as it touched the boy's shoulder: "Ahhh—let go, let go!"
Wei Mosheng released his hand, and the boss immediately cried out and hid to the side: "Who the hell are you?! What are you doing here?!"
"Wei Mosheng?" The tall, burly man at the card table saw Wei Mosheng's face: "What are you doing here, kid?"
He scoffed, "Shouldn't you be crying in the hospital with that old woman right now?"
He pulled a knife from his pocket and said menacingly to Wei Mosheng, "But you've come at the right time. You guys secretly sold my house, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
Wei Mosheng didn't say anything, but instead grabbed the stool next to him, strode forward, and threw it at Zhang Damin.
Zhang Damin didn't expect him to make such a move. Caught off guard, he blocked the attack, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground. Before he could even react, he was hit hard in the abdomen.
Then came his head and face. Wei Mosheng grabbed him by the collar and slammed him to the ground, making his bones crack.
Realizing he couldn't beat Wei Mosheng, he quickly begged for mercy: "Stop, stop hitting me! You brat, I'm your dad! Help me!"
Wei Mosheng ignored him, grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the lime ground. After a few slams, the man passed out.
But he still didn't stop, mechanically repeating the actions in his hands like a machine.
Bang bang bang—
The dull thud echoed inside the small gambling den, chilling the onlookers to the bone; none of them even thought to call the police.
This is what Yu Tang saw when he rode his bike over.
He pushed through the crowd and rushed in, his gaze falling on the blood-stained lime ground. He knew that if he continued to kowtow like that, Zhang Damin would surely die!
"Ah Sheng!"
Upon hearing Yu Tang's voice, Wei Mosheng paused, then turned to look at him.
His eyes were lifeless, dark and indifferent.
He seemed to have returned to the way he was when he first met Yu Tang, even more gloomy and crazy than before.
After a long while, he suddenly smiled, the corners of his lips curving upwards.
He called out to Yu Tang, "Brother Tang..."
His bloodshot eyes resembled those of a hysterical demon: "If you really care about me, then don't stop me."
"This time I'm going to kill him." His voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth: "A man like him deserves to die long ago! Just for what he did to my mother, he deserves to die a thousand times over!"
After saying that, he grabbed the card table, picked up the unconscious Zhang Damin, and was about to slam his head against the sharp corner of the table!
But the next moment, Yu Tang grabbed his wrist and stopped him from moving.
Snap—
He slapped Wei Mosheng hard across the face.
Yu Tang used a lot of force, slapping Wei Mosheng's face to the side.
"Are you awake now?" He kicked Zhang Damin aside, gestured for the people around to call an ambulance, and asked Wei Mosheng again in a cold voice, "Answer me! Are you awake now?!"
Wei Mosheng's eyes finally brightened, and he nodded.
Yu Tang grabbed his clothes, pulled him up from the ground, and threw him onto a chair.
Then she crouched down and looked into the eyes of the boy who had his head down.
“You killed Zhang Damin, and you destroyed yourself,” Yu Tang said. “What do you think your aunt would think if she woke up and found out that her son had been sentenced for murder?”
"I know you're in pain, but no matter how much pain you're in, you can't lose your mind."
“Let the police handle Zhang Damin. What you need to do right now is stay by your aunt’s side, keep her company, and let her enjoy every day from now on.”
He stroked Wei Mosheng's face and asked softly, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Wei Mosheng stared straight at the man's face, finding his own reflection in those gentle eyes.
Clear yet disheveled.
After a long silence, he nodded, but tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks.
Yu Tang's fingers were soaked.
Moist and warm.
Yu Tang was also feeling bad. He got up, and Wei Mosheng hugged his waist, buried his face in his clothes, and shed tears while suppressing his sobs.