I am terminally ill, but I am healing the world with my songs

Under the pitch-black night.

The warm-colored lights couldn't dispel the biting cold wind.

"If you hadn't fed him those folk remedies! His illness might not have been so serious!"

"That beastly thing is now completely ready to go down with us! Two hundred thousand, where the hell am I supposed to get two hundred thousand!"

Father Wen's deafening voice came from the living room.

Like a huge beast roaring.

"When he coughed up blood, didn't I say we should take him to the hospital? What did you say then? Do I need to help you remember?"

"Now you're blaming me for feeding him folk remedies? Isn't he your seed too!?"

"And back then, when he dropped out of school, you almost strangled him to death! If I hadn't stopped you! You'd be sitting in jail right now!"

Mother Wen's voice wasn't as fierce, but every sentence hit the mark, not losing any ground.

The thought of needing two hundred thousand to keep them out of prison made Father Wen's face flush red with anger.

It wasn't that they couldn't come up with the money.

But once they took it out, their savings from years of scrimping and saving would be almost completely wiped out.

Before this incident happened, they were planning to use the money to buy a car for transportation.

But now, it was as if they had returned to the pre-liberation era.

They had already gone that far, yet Wen He still didn't care about their past relationship.

He was frighteningly cold, with no intention of forgiving them.

"I've thought about it carefully, why don't we just forget it, save the two hundred thousand, and go to jail for a few years."

"We can also hire a lawyer to reduce the sentence to three years, which would be fine."

"Thinking about it that way, it's like earning two hundred thousand in three years."

Father Wen also knew that now that things had come to this, no matter how angry or regretful he was, it was already too late.

The incident had already happened, and now the most urgent thing was to think carefully about how to minimize the losses to the greatest extent.

"You only think about saving two hundred thousand in three years, have you ever thought about what we'll do after we get out of prison?"

"If we lose our jobs now, and then come out after a few years, no company will want us anymore!"

"Firstly, we'll have a criminal record, and secondly, we're not young anymore. There are so many college students now, what can we compete with them for jobs with?"

"Besides, doesn't Wen Ze need expenses while we're in prison?"

"If he lives with relatives, doesn't he need to pay for living expenses, and tuition fees too? There are expenses everywhere!"

Mother Wen's words made Father Wen fall silent.

Although he couldn't refute the reality of what Mother Wen said.

But the thought of all the savings they had worked so hard to accumulate over the years.

And seeing that life was slowly getting better.

Now they had to hand over all their savings at once.

The intense heartache made them suffer unspeakably.

The anger and unwillingness that had nowhere to vent made Father Wen capture a key figure from the previous sentence.

Wen Ze.

That ungrateful wretch!

——"Brother! Don't believe them! Don't go home! That's not a home! It's a cage! They only want the money you have!"

If he hadn't suddenly shouted that sentence, they might have had a chance to make Wen He waver!

Anyone who heard that sentence would instantly wake up from the sad atmosphere.

The situation was originally great!

It was that ingrate who ruined everything!

The more Father Wen thought about it, the angrier he became, and his whole person turned completely red.

He was like a beast, instantly rushing into Wen Ze's room.

When he didn't see Wen Ze in the room…

The anger in his heart burned even more intensely.

At this moment.

Wen Ze, hiding in the closet, held his breath, not daring to even pant.

The intense feeling of fear made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

"I'll give you one last chance. If I have to drag you out myself, I'll beat you to death today!"

Father Wen's muffled voice exuded extremely terrifying murderous intent, his red eyes seemed to want to devour people.

Wen Ze was so frightened that he held his mouth tightly with both hands, not daring to make a sound.

Tears streamed down his face.

Seeing that there was no movement, Father Wen's patience was completely exhausted at this moment.

He angrily began searching the room, under the bed, in the blankets, in the corner of the table…

Subsequently.

When he opened the closet and saw Wen Ze, whose eyes were already filled with extreme fear, the anger in his heart instantly burned away all of his reason.

With a powerful hand, he grabbed Wen Ze's hair and threw him directly out of the closet.

The intense pain and fear made him retreat frantically on all fours.

"Hide! Keep hiding! Let's see where you can hide today!"

"Damn it! I have to beat you to death today, you dog thing!"

"We were so good to you before, and this is how you repay us now!"

"You ungrateful wretch! I'll send you to be reincarnated!"

Behind every sentence was the full-force beating of an adult male.

Wen Ze, who was only ten years old, had never experienced these things before, and his whole person was completely stunned.

His body's instinctive desire to survive made him hug his head tightly, curl up into a shrimp shape, and use his young flesh to withstand Father Wen's anger.

Mother Wen, seeing this scene, didn't intend to stop him.

The anger in her heart was no less than Father Wen's.

If Wen Ze hadn't shouted that sentence, perhaps things wouldn't have become so bad.

That was a full two hundred thousand!

For them, it was no different from taking their lives!

"Why did you do this! Why! Haven't we been good enough to you?"

"We buy you whatever you want! We haven't let you do any housework since you were little! We even gave you your brother's room!"

"What else do you want! Huh!?"

"Speak!!!!!"

Father Wen grabbed Wen Ze, who was covered in blood from the beating, from the ground.

His red eyes stared at him fiercely, letting out a hysterical roar.

The weak Wen Ze trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Ze's pupils, who had suffered a violent shock, dilated a lot.

Soon, Father Wen felt a warm stream on his pants.

Looking down, he saw a large yellow patch on the ground.

Wen Ze had been so frightened that he had lost control of his bladder.

"That's enough, things will go wrong if this continues."

Mother Wen, seeing that the situation was not right, hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Father Wen's anger was also diluted by his incontinence.

If he really beat him to death, then it would really be over…

The intense fear made him throw Wen Ze, who was in his hands, mercilessly to the ground, then left his room without looking back.

"What a sin."

Mother Wen was also afraid that something would really go wrong.

She complained and then began to clean up the mess.

After cleaning up the blood and urine on the ground, she changed Wen Ze into a set of clothes and then put him on his bed.

After all this was done, Wen Ze still hadn't recovered.

He was like he had lost his mind, still curled up and trembling.

Any normal parents, upon seeing this situation, would definitely rush to the hospital to check if there were any problems with his nerves.

However, Father Wen and Mother Wen had already done this many times.

Wen He had also experienced similar intense violence as a child, and the symptoms were similar to Wen Ze's now.

They could be said to have gained experience from the beatings.

In this situation, it was usually fine to let him recover on his own for two days, and there was no need to send him to the hospital.