In a luxurious ward with a super five-star standard, a large number of complex instruments that are unknown to the use only occupy a small corner of the ward.

On the wide hospital bed, Fang Wen, who was leaning less than 1.6 meters tall and shriveled, looked very small and helpless. Fang Wen, who was indulged and jumped away on weekdays, was secretly called Fang Crazy Man in his friend's face. After being wiped off the mask he imposed on his face due to his injuries, he had a clean smell of fresh moss on the rocks in the quiet valley in summer.

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks look not very disgusting at this moment. Apart from the rigid lines deliberately maintained on the face, Fang Wen looked very weak and had a charming charm.

Golden Retrievers, Rainbow Cockcomb Head, several bad young leaders stood at the head of the bed, looking at Fang Wen who was lying comfortably, muttering: "Mr. Fang, you are so comfortable now, we are in trouble. Stay for a year! You have such good driving skills on weekdays, why did you capsize in that inconspicuous turn? Stay for a year! You must not die!"

After shed a few tears that could not be said, several bad young men left behind, and then said goodbye to the two men and women in the room who had been smiling, and left one after another.

The men and women in the ward immediately changed their faces after the young people left.

The tall and powerful Fang Zishan kicked the door heavily and closed it, pointed at the woman in the ward and scolded: "Look at the good things you did! If Fang Wen dies, I can't spare you!"

The tall woman, who seemed to be only about twenty people, looked luxurious and charming, looked glamorous and beautiful, flipped her eyes and shouted: "What did you say? What did you say? Fang Wen has been following you over the years!" She was arrogant. Although she was much shorter and thinner than Fang Zishan, she was at a disadvantage in her momentum. She approached Fang Zishan step by step, pointed at his nose and cursed loudly: "You can't take care of your son yourself, and you are always stumbling with those vixen. Now he has a car accident, can you blame me?"

This woman is Fang Wen's biological mother, Lin Zhi.

With a rosy lips, Lin Zhi sneered: "Fang Wen can kill people when he was twelve years old. Are you doing well, your father?" She glanced at Fang Wen, who was sleeping in the hospital bed, but her beautiful eyes were cold and had no feelings at all. She said indifferently: "Since he did that thing six years ago, I no longer regard him as my son."

"You have a habit!" Fang Zishan raised his right hand and acted to pull it into Lin Zhi's face.

"If you have sex, hit me! Don't be like a coward six years ago. I have found a little face. You don't dare to snort. You, the paranoid son, have to help you vent your anger!" Lin Zhi raised her head high, she looked at Fang Zishan sneered, "If you have the ability, hit me? Don't forget who is the person who guarantees the project you have in Africa now!"

Fang Zishan's face twitched, his right hand clenched tightly into a fist, and then slowly put down his hand. He looked at Lin Zhi gloomy and sneered: "Don't forget, if you leave our Fang family, your Lin family will not be much better. You and my family will not be able to play with each other if you lack anyone. If something happens to Fang Wen, between my two families..."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Zhi smiled sharply, and without caring about Fang Wen's injuries, he patted Fang Wen's chest hard and said with a laugh: "Oh, Fang Wen, you are so pitiful. You are just a marker for the alliance between our two families! There is no good person in the Fang family. No wonder you were born as ugly as a hairless monkey. This is your Fang family's genes are too poor!"

"***, what did you say?" Fang Zishan was angry and roared loudly.

"Am I wrong?" Lin Zhi curled her red lips and picked up Fang Wen's skin with a sarcastic look, and sneered: "Look at this face, look at me again! My Lin Zhi's beautiful figure can give birth to such an ugly son? It's all my face if I say it! Isn't this the kind of Fang family?"

Fang Zishan's fists were tighter and tighter, and the joints kept making small sounds, and the pair of eyes could spit out fire. After a long time, he sneered: "Who ran out to have fun while pregnant with Fang Wen, and was also taking drugs and drinking**? Is it me, or who?"

Lin Zhi's eyes trembled a few times, and sat on the sofa in front of the bed, sneering repeatedly. She looked at the ceiling and looked at the pots of flowers on the windowsill. After a while, she said: "What are you talking about now? Anyway, the doctor said that all the spines were broken and the whole body could be broken. The best result was vegetative. The elders of the two families were coming soon. How do you explain this? It was agreed at the beginning that Fang Wen must take over all the assets of your Fang family!"

Linzhi pointed to her nose and sneered: "Remember, the prerequisite for the cooperation between you and me was that I had to be the child I had to take over the assets of your Fang family. In addition, no matter how many wild species you have outside, you can't take away a penny from your Fang family."

Fang Zishan looked at Lin Zhi coldly and said gloomyly: "Don't forget whether you can inherit 20% of your Lin family's shares, and the prerequisites also depend on whether your son can become the master of the Fang family."

"Okay, now it's all over!" Lin Zhi sneered repeatedly: "Look, a living dead person... I don't know if I'm responsible for this responsibility or you? The elders of both families know that you and I have a different relationship. I went to Shanghai to manage my business six years ago."

Lin Zhi raised his voice and smiled sharply, "You, Fang Zishan, you are finished! You are responsible for this responsibility. You are sorry for your son! You are stumbling with the little vixen all day long, and you don't care about your son. He died in a car accident in the middle of the night! You are finished! If my family cancels the guarantee for your project in Africa, oh hehehehe!"

Fang Zishan finally got angry. He slapped Lin Zhi hard on the face. The tall and slender Lin Zhi was pulled from the sofa by huge force and fell to the ground in a mess. Lin Zhi shouted hysterically: "You damn bastard, I have fought with you! You, Fang Zishan, you are destined to have a baby without anal hole!" Lin Zhi jumped up bravely, stretched out ten sharp claws, and grabbed Fang Zishan's face. Seeing her flying momentum, she was afraid that she could catch Fang Zishan's eyes.

Fang Wen felt that he was in a darkness, as if he was lying on a quiet water, his body was gentle and up and down. The surroundings were very quiet and quiet, and there was a kind of warmth that returned to the mother's womb.

Maternal fetus...Mother.

Fang Wen suddenly instinctively remembered the hideous face in his memory, and a large amount of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

One knife, two knife, three knife...what was I doing with that fruit knife? It seemed that I stabbed a lot of knives and many knives at a man.

Is the woman who was covered in blood and whose ashes were twisted into an extremely ferocious and terrifying face, curled up beside her and howled hysterically, was she his mother?

Is that woman who has ignored herself since childhood, seizes every opportunity to attack her self-esteem, and tortures her spirit with all kinds of vicious and mean words, is she his mother?

Is the woman who caught her and beat her when she was young, and was her mother?

Is that woman who did not forget to describe in various obscene words when she was intimate with her adulterer and insulted her own son her mother?

Is the ugly woman who was scared almost crazy when she took out the fruit knife and rushed in and stabbed her adulterer's body in a mess. Is it his mother?

A cold cold current surged up Fang Wen's heart. Although his consciousness was a little erratic and his mind was a little blurred, he was still very clear and firm in the highway: "No, she is not. She is just her own processing factory. Moreover, she is also a processing factory that specializes in producing counterfeit and shoddy products and has no professional ethics."

There were many pictures flashing in front of me, and some memories that had been forgotten for a long time suddenly emerged from the depths of my soul.

There was a vast white snow, and the sky was covered with heavy snow. The Fang family's courtyard was filled with guests, and there were crowds of people everywhere.

It was a very grand gathering. Fang Wen, the little master of the Fang family, the future heir, was only five years old, was casually found an excuse by Linzhi and locked up in the dog shed where the mastiff was vigilant in the Fang family's house. Linzhi didn't want his son, who had been born with a sharp mouth and a uglier cheek to go out to see the guests, so as not to lose her face. Fang Zishan also adopted a tacit attitude towards this. Even if his son was locked up in the dog shed, it was not as important that his husband and wife behaved in front of outsiders.

Cold and lonely, only a dozen huge mastiffs surrounded by their side, giving Fang Wen a little comfort and warmth. He looked at the glorious front yard ahead in a daze. It was not his nominal home, but it never belonged to him. For the absence of the little master of the Fang family, Lin Zhi gave the excuse that Fang Wen was sent out to treat his illness.

Everyone ignored Fang Wen's existence, and even those servants, forgot to give Fang Wen a little food and drink since noon. It was dark, and the front yard was getting more and more brilliant, and the guests who were excited made laughter. But all this had nothing to do with Fang Wen. The mastiffs licked Fang Wen's face intimately, but they could not give him a little warmth to his heart that gradually shrank into ice.

In the hazy, what did Fang Wen see? Two people floated from the warm light.

One was a boy who was two heads taller than him, and the other was a little girl who was a circle younger than him. The two were curiously greeting Fang Wen, who was half-starved. What did they say?

Afraid of disturbing the guests, the door of the doghouse was locked with a chain as thick as a thumb. However, the heavy lock seemed to be unbuttoned by the boy with brute force?

Oh, this memory is very vague.

On the dark water surface, Fang Wen wanted to capture the details about this memory, but he could never remember it.

The eldest son of the Iron Triangle, who was only seven years old at that time, how could he twist off the alloy steel lock as thick as an adult's thumb?

If you can't remember it, you can't remember it. Fang Wen, who was confused, simply let go of this memory.

Then, it is the formation of the iron triangle? The eldest son of the three, the younger sister of the three, the cousin of the young master of Long, and the red man who should not appear in this world.

What's next?

After the incident at the age of twelve, Lin Zhi moved out of the Fang family and became completely an alien, a ghost wandering in the world.

Only in Long Shao and Wenwen, you can feel sincerity and warmth.

However, Young Master Long suddenly disappeared a year ago. Wenwen, because of her inferiority and her longing for love, she was so inferior that she dared not come into contact with this noble and mysterious thing. Fang Wen let her fragile heart break into a cheap crystal piece, and quietly watched Wenwen go to Vienna to seek her dream since childhood.

What caused these memories that warmed Fang Wen and also broke Fang Wen's heartbreak?

Uh, because of this feeling of tranquility and warmth? The feeling of the mother and fetus?

It's simply ironic. Fang Wen's years in the mother's womb were turbulent and overwhelming. Drugs, alcohol, nicotine, and various bad ingredients gathered in his mother's womb; **, crazy exercise made Fang Wen's womb as exciting and exciting as a roller coaster. Fang Wen's womb shouldn't be like this.

So, what stimulates Fang Wen’s memories?

A sharp voice came from the darkness: "Fang Zishan, you, do you have the courage to hit me again and try it? Mom, I and you are not finished!"

This shrew is like a shrew, no, a hundred times more unpleasant voice than a shrew, which makes Fang Wen's mind awake. But why can't he sense his body when he wakes up? Where is his body? Why is there only darkness in front of him? Where is his soul floating? Is this the world after death?

Linzhi's voice that represented the deepest nightmare in Fang Wen's life in 18 years was still heard in his ears. It was also the sound of Fang Zishan's pure, majestic, but without any emotion. It was empty like a sugarcane bagasse that had been chewed ten thousand times and dried by high temperature.

These two sounds that made people almost vomit. Fang Wen laughed in the darkness, and then cried.

Fang Wen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly two lines of light red tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes.

But after a while of fighting, Fang Zishan and Lin Zhi, the happy couple who were busy sorting out their clothes, did not notice any strangeness about their son on the hospital bed.

The automatic nursing device at the head of the hospital bed blew out a gentle warm wind, gently drying Fang Wen's blood and tears.

The happy couple are discussing their opinions on handling the Fang Wen incident.

For Fang Zishan's power in the family and for the 20% of the shares that Linzhi may inherit in the future, after a short period of negotiations, they resolutely decided to have another child.

Fang Wen's injury is still irreversible even if it is now 2015. Such a living dead person cannot be the heir of the Fang family and cannot become the right bargaining chip in the hands of the two. Therefore, they gave up Fang Wen and wanted to have a new child.

"You provide sperm, I provide eggs, and after medical screening, in vitro insemination." Linzhi said in a cold tone of medical doctoral research: "In vitro insemination, synthesis of fertilized eggs, and then implanted into my body."

She sneered, "Fangzishan, you must understand that I will not let you touch a finger again! You are so dirty." She raised her head high, looked at Fangzishan with the divine standing at the top of the high holy mountain overlooking the sentient beings, and expressed her views on Fangzishan in the tone of the saint proclaiming the devil's death.

"Very good." Fang Zishan said in an extremely vicious way: "I don't have much appetite for a used car that replaces more than a dozen drivers every year. It's just right for you to do this."

Linzhi's face turned red. She glanced at Fang Zishan with resentment and sneered: "Then, that's the decision. I'm pregnant and having a baby, which will probably cost me half a year of working hours. My company in Shanghai will fall into a state of no leader for half a year. You have to make up for me enough losses."

Fang Zishan frowned, he looked at Lin Zhi coldly and said gloomyly: "Very good, fair trade, no one of us can take advantage of each other. I will make up for you for two months' profits."

With a gentle clapping, Lin Zhi sneered: "So, what should I do with this ugly ghost Fang Wen? Let him be a living dead person for the rest of his life? Let me make it clear first, I will not spend a single child for him." She said coldly: "This ugly ghost has already made me lose all my face in my sister's face, and I will not spend a penny for him."

Fang Zishan turned around, looked at Fang Wen who was still on the bed, pondered for a long time, and then shouted faintly: "Secretary Lin."

The ward door was opened quietly, and Fang Zishan's enchanting Secretary Lin walked in carefully. Lin Zhi sneered: "Secretary Lin? Well? Secretary Lin! Fang Zishan, you will take advantage of me like this? Ah? Why are you so useless? "

Fang Zishan ignored Lin Zhi's provocation and ordered Secretary Lin majesticly: "Go and find the attending doctor of the young master. Well, there is no need to come to him. Just tell him directly, if the young master cannot wake up like this, if it is not worth the rescue, ask him if he will be more kind to deal with euthanasia?"

Secretary Lin's eyes moved, and a few smiles appeared on the corners of his eyes. After bowing respectfully to Fang Zishan, he slowly exited the ward and carefully pulled up the door.

Fang Wen, who was lying on the hospital bed, clearly heard the conversation between his "parents" in the darkness.

Not worthy of rescue.

Not worth the rescue?

Not worth the rescue!

When did you have any value in their eyes?

You are just a tool, a bargaining chip, and a sign for the wealth and status of "parents".

Euthanasia. Are you going to die?

His heart was empty, and Fang Wen never heard what his "parents" said again. It was just that when they left, Dali closed the sound of the ward door and "awakened" Fang Wen again.

It was pitch black.

Endless darkness.

In the darkness, Fang Wen's soul was floating.

His soul was bound in this dark cage, and there was no hope of getting out of trouble.

Soon, the external conditions that maintain this dark cage will be cut off, his pussy will die, and his soul will rot in this darkness.

Fang Wen had no fear or despair.
To be continued...