Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

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Tan Mo has heard too many insults and contempt since he was a child. He used to be uncontrollably irritable and impulsive. When he grew up, he no longer cared about what those people said or slandered. Other people's remarks and then angered.

But he never imagined that one day, he would not bear to say a harsh word, he would not bear to let her have a little sad person, but because of his own reasons, he would be given such an ugly word.

Mourn.

As soon as these two words were spoken, Tan Mo felt that it was so difficult to even breathe, because she was kind to him, and because she was too kind and kind, so she endured these dirty words for no reason.

All because of him.

Tan Mo finally knew the reason for everyone's strange eyes these two days.

It's impossible for Qiao Lan not to know, but Qiao Lan didn't tell him. As for the reason, it's not difficult to guess, but Tan Mo couldn't feel moved, and his anger and remorse had already burned him to pieces.

After the physical education class, Tan Mo looked at the girl's still innocent smile. Tan Mo opened his mouth but did not say anything.

What did you say, tell Qiao Lan not to treat him again in the future, don't let people misunderstand that she likes a person with handicap?

How could it be possible, Qiao Lan did not tell him about this matter, she had clearly stated her attitude, she would never change her position just because of other people's gossip.

And this matter itself does not belong to Qiao Lan at all, but to him.

Tan Mo sat in the car and didn't say a word. It didn't take him long to think of a way to cut off the possibility of these speeches. It was clear and clear. There were only two ways.

First, he took the initiative to stay away from Qiao Lan, and even left here completely. As long as he left, all the disputes would disappear.

Second, if he can stand up.

He knew that not only could he not stand up with his legs, but compared to his legs, his psychological disability made him more uneasy and inferior when facing Qiao Lan. He thought that even if he could stand up one day, Asper Grid will still accompany him.

Asperger's is a disability with no cure.

But now, Qiao Lan was slandered because of his crippled legs, and Tan Mo saw the meaning of standing up again.

If Qiao Lan can be prevented from being harmed, he can give up his persistence for this, even if it is guilt and compensation for his mother.

He is actually such an extremely selfish person.

There are clearly two ways to go, and it is clear that he can choose to leave Qiao Lan far away, but as soon as he closes his eyes and thinks that there will be no trace of Qiao Lan in his future life, Tan Mo dare not think about it anymore.

Like a person out of water.

will die.

He wants to choose the second way.

The scene of the car accident at the beginning began to come to mind uninterruptedly, the mother's scream when the out-of-control car hit him, the mother's still bright eyes when she was protecting him in her arms at the last moment, and the pain in the legs after the explosion. He fell into a complete coma, and his grandparents pointed at him and said that he delayed his mother's life and killed her life.

Car accidents, explosions, blood, hospitals, one scene after another flashed before his eyes. Tan Mo opened his eyes wide in pain, but he couldn't see anything in the darkness, and the traumatic stress reaction that hadn't happened for a long time suddenly plunged into his brain , Questioning voices came from nowhere, asking him over and over again why he repented, why the person who died at the beginning was not him, you betrayed your previous beliefs, you will suffer retribution, and the people you protect will also be punished retributive...

His breathing became more and more rapid, and Tan Mo had to tightly cover his heart with his hands. Uncle Chen was shocked by Tan Mo's sudden change, and was so frightened that he stepped on the brake to stop the car.

Uncle Chen opened the car door and asked him what's the matter anxiously. In a hurry, he grabbed Tan Mo's wrist vigorously. There was a dull pain in his wrist. Tan Mo lowered his head in a daze, and saw the peace knot and the obsidian bead on his wrist.

"If you break your faith, you will definitely have bad luck..."

Tan Mo looked at the black bead and murmured, "Just let everything happen to me."

Everything has nothing to do with Qiao Lan. If karma pays off, it should be borne by him alone.

Uncle Chen was taken aback by his sudden relapse, and when he heard Tan Mo's murmured words, his eyes turned red for a moment, and he hurriedly asked him what's wrong.

After a long while, Tan Mo's eyes finally came into focus. He lowered his head, looked at Uncle Chen and said slowly, "Contact the doctor for me."

Uncle Chen seemed to have heard some unbelievable words. For a while, the man froze in place. After a while, his excited hands were trembling non-stop.

"Contact... I'll contact you tomorrow... No, I'll contact you as soon as I get home..."

Uncle Chen didn't know what happened, so Tan Mo finally figured out and gave up his paranoia. Tan Mo didn't say anything, it doesn't matter! He didn't even ask, Tan Mo finally received treatment, which was enough to make him speechless.

When he got home that day, Uncle Chen immediately called the doctor who was in charge of the operation on Tan Mo when he just returned from abroad. Although it is possible to have a doctor come to check Tan Mo at home, but there is no equipment at home, so it is best to go to the hospital.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Tan Mo gently slid his fingers across the phone screen, quietly looking at the wechat box where he was chatting with Qiao Lan.

Not long after the last wechat, it was Qiao Lan's daily good afternoon after talking with Qiao Lan at noon.

Looking at the words "Good afternoon", Tan Mo sat motionless for a long time, until it was past 9:30, after evening self-study at school, Tan Mo sent a WeChat message to Qiao Lan, telling her that he would not go tomorrow school.

Less than half a minute after the news was sent, Qiao Lan called. The girl's voice was mixed with the noise, which seemed unreal.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Lan asked him, but suddenly became nervous, "Does your leg hurt again?"

"Well," Tan Mo said, "so I won't go tomorrow."

"If you don't feel well, just rest at home. Your body is the most important thing. You are too weak now." Sometimes the girl is like a little Tang monk, and sometimes she is more nagging than Aunt Chen, but Tan Mo has listened to it for a long time. The other end of the phone said that he was listening quietly here.

Bai Yu was probably calling her on the other end of the phone, asking who she was talking to, Qiao Lan said directly, "Tan Mo."

Tan Mo's heart suddenly ached, and he hurriedly found an excuse and hung up the phone.

Uncle Chen waited for him to come in after finishing the call, and said, "The doctor has already been contacted, and we will go there tomorrow morning."

"Yeah," Tan Mo nodded without moving.

Uncle Chen took a deep breath and asked hesitantly, "Is it really okay to go to the hospital tomorrow?"

Tan Mo's fear and rejection of hospitals and doctors was too serious. Whenever he thought of the knife that Tan Mo stuck into his leg, Chen Bo still felt terrible.

"Yes," Tan Mo's tone was unexpectedly calm, "Call me on time tomorrow morning."

Chen Bo nodded and closed the door for Tan Mo.

After closing the door, Uncle Chen's face collapsed in an instant. He sat on the sofa. The old man in his fifties and nearly sixties covered his eyes, and wept silently but couldn't help it.

He didn't tell Tan Mo that when he communicated with the doctor just now, the doctor said that Tan Mo's leg had been dragging for too long, and it might be difficult.

The doctor said it would be difficult, but Uncle Chen understood that Tan Mo's real situation might be much more difficult than difficult.

He sat alone in the living room for a long time, wiped his face and went back to the bedroom. The next day he was still full of energy. He woke up Tan Mo as if he didn't know anything, and then took Tan Mo to the hospital.

It took Chen Bo a lot of effort to postpone the doctor's morning appointment, leaving the earliest time to Tan Mo.

It wasn't too long since the last time I went to the hospital. When my grandfather died last time, Tan Mo also went to the hospital, but today it was not for others but for himself. The person who was examined was not someone else but him.

Thinking of this, Tan Mo's nerves began to tense uncontrollably.

The examination process seemed to be slowed down, and it was more difficult than Tan Mo imagined. He listened to Uncle Chen answering the doctor's questions stiffly, lying on the cold equipment, listening to various machines whispering in his ears. Stopped "Didi" sound.

It has been a year and a half since the car accident, and he has not received any professional examination for a year and a half, and now one by one, including the legs, including the overall physical fitness.

A whole morning passed, and the doctor's expression became more and more serious from the solemn at the beginning.

Although Qiao Lan had taught him a lot of expressions, Tan Mo still couldn't detect such small emotional changes as solemnity and seriousness. Only Chen Bo could feel the temperature in his heart getting lower and lower little by little.

The doctor signaled Chen Bo to go out with him, Chen Bo pretended to be relaxed and asked Tan Mo to wait, and then followed the doctor out.

The doctor took a thick stack of examination films and other things, and pointed them to Uncle Chen one by one.

He is very professional. Uncle Chen can't understand everything, but he can understand the general idea. He clasped his hands tightly together, "Don't tell me this, I don't understand, I just want to know... can you still understand?" rule..."

At the end, Uncle Chen almost gritted his teeth and said it.

The doctor was silent for a long time, and sighed, "Because of the patient's resistance, the treatment was not thorough at first, but after a year and a half without professional examination and treatment, the rhabdomyotrophic disorder caused muscle atrophy, and the striated muscles had spread all over the body. , and later there was a nutritional disorder. Rehabilitation is very painful and difficult. The young master has suffered from long-term physical loss and cannot sustain rehabilitation at all, so..."

"Therefore, there is a high probability that the young master will... you will only be able to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

Uncle Chen's eyes were red-eyed, but he still asked persistently, "It's very likely... how big is it..."

"Ninety-eight percent."

Uncle Chen felt his brain explode, and he couldn't stand anymore, he staggered back a few steps, the doctor hurriedly grabbed Uncle Chen, but he froze in place after raising his head.

Tan Mo didn't know when he would come out, he didn't make a sound, and his hazel eyes still looked calm.

He looked at the doctor and Uncle Chen quietly, and after a while, he repeated softly, "Ninety-eight percent."

The doctor hurriedly changed his words, "Actually, it's not that high..."

In fact, it should be higher, ninety-nine percent, or even... one hundred percent.

He thought that he had chosen another path, maybe there would be a new start, but he didn't expect his retribution to come so quickly.

He once said that if there is any bad luck, please punish him as much as possible.

Now everything has come true, but it came much earlier than he imagined.

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