Chapter 405 1 decision
"You should give up the rotten things."
Wu Jin returned to Wu Genji's ward with the old woman's words still echoing in his mind. He knew of course that the old woman was talking about the peach stuck in the metal bar, but... When he stopped, standing in front of the open door of the ward, looking at Wu Genji lying on the bed, his heart was churning. Her face was as pale and sick as always, but he could see the difference in her constitution at once. Unlike his parents who wore rose-colored glasses of fatherly love, his mind was much clearer.
He saw that Wu Genji's body was no longer as weak as before, and his thin body had gained some flesh, looking healthier than before. He clenched his fingers and looked at his parents who were smiling from ear to ear. After listening to the doctor's report.
"The patient has recovered miraculously. As long as he continues with treatment, he will be able to walk on his own soon," the doctor said as he checked Wu Genji's vital signs.
Listening to the doctor’s report, Mother Wu’s eyes wrinkled until they were completely covered by her chubby face, while Father Wu looked quite happy, he looked at the doctor and asked excitedly: “Doctor, are you sure? Genji is not only okay, but she has also recovered?”
The doctor nodded, looking down at the woman on the bed, frowning slightly. He was sure that the last time the girl's family took her to the hospital for a checkup, she was already very ill and dying, but how did she recover so quickly?
The doctor was confused, but he had nothing to say about this case. Even if they illegally purchased organs for their daughter's surgery, it was the Wu family's business. It was their problem, not his, and he didn't need to care. Please pay special attention to this situation.
"I'm leaving first." The doctor bowed slightly to the Wu couple who were immersed in their own world, then said goodbye and left.
As he left the room, the doctor nodded to Wu Jin as she walked past him, and Wu Jin nodded blankly, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Geun Ki.
"Didn't I tell you that Genji is a Pokémon?" Mother Wu clapped her hands lightly, her fingertips resting on her lips, and looked at Wu Genji happily. "She is blessed by the gods, you see... Although the doctors said she would die at the age of twelve, she has lived so long and is now on the road to recovery. Hum... I told you that when the doctors told us that our daughter was destined to die young, they were wrong."
Father Wu was also very happy and nodded in agreement with Mother Wu's statement. He hugged his wife and looked at his daughter with love in his eyes. "You are right. Genji is blessed by the gods... Even the King of Hell can't bear to take her away from us."
The Wus were happier than ever, but standing outside the house, Wu Jin could hear the cries of families who had lost their children, many of whom were no more than teenagers.
His heart was heavier than ever, Song Yan's words echoing in his ears like a haunted whisper: "Your sister died the day she established a relationship with that demon, and now she is just an empty shell."
Only a shell remained, and that was all that was left of his sister.
Just as he was lost in thought, Mother Wu's eyes fell on him, and she looked at him with a smile on her face. "Ajin, you're here?" She walked to his side, stretched out her hands in front of her, held his hands, and said with tears in her eyes. "Your sister has recovered, did you hear? She will be fully recovered soon." Mother Wu sniffed, wiped her tears, and smiled at him. "I want to see who will call her an unlucky princess in the future. I bet that everyone who can't stand the Yuan family will regret it."
Wu Jin smiled awkwardly and nodded, "Yes, Mom." Then he shook off his mother's hand and smiled hesitantly at his parents, "I'll go check out the situation. There are many things I need to deal with—"
"Oh!" As he was speaking, he heard his mother suddenly yell, slap her forehead with her hand, and smack her lips. "It's a good thing you reminded me, otherwise I would have forgotten it."
Wu Jin frowned, thinking that his mother wanted to tell him something serious, but he heard her cursing the murderer and emphasizing that the murderer must be caught and sentenced to death.
"I understand, Mom. I'll find a way." Wu Jin said, and turned to leave the room. If his mother knew that all these killings were committed by her own daughter, would she insist on the death penalty? Wu Jin didn't know, and he didn't want to know.
With trembling fingers, he took out a small glass bead from his pocket. He had been carrying it with him since Song Yan gave it to him, and had been considering whether to use it, but the current situation was like this. Now, he had no choice but to make a choice.