Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

In this life, the trajectory of his life has changed.

Or is it that Wei Shuyi also experienced this in the last life, but was cured in the end?

Fang Yusheng couldn't guess.

The life and death of Wei Shuyi mattered, it is not appropriate to rely on guessing.

Fang Yusheng was thinking about it, but Wei Shuyi on the bed suddenly wailed, and then rolled around on the bed in pain. He knelt on the bed with his knees and kept bumping his head on the head of the bed. Fang Yusheng was shocked for a moment. After he recovered, he ran up and hugged Wei Shuyi's upper body, not allowing him to harm himself.

Wei Shuyi was in pain, and it was hard to die.

If you don't get sick once, it will hurt more than once.

Close to each other, Fang Yusheng noticed that his body temperature was rising rapidly, and his whole body was frighteningly hot. He was standing behind Wei Shuyi, and he could see the blue veins on Wei Shuyi's back neck that were jumping with pain.

No one can understand Wei Shuyi's pain at the moment.

The blood in his body seemed to boil, and it seemed that there were insects gnawing inside, poisonous snakes roaming, and the pain was unwilling to just mess in his lungs. It ran to the heart, starting from the heart, and spreading all over the body. Tendons.

"what!"

Wei Shuyi looked back and howled with a headache.

When he raised his head, Fang Yusheng saw that his forehead was jealous, and his cheeks were so red that they didn't look like a normal person.

He kept struggling, and Fang Yusheng could hardly hold him.

Wei Shuyi was a little higher than Fang Yusheng, and had the same strength as Fang Yusheng. He broke free with all his strength, even Fang Yusheng couldn't really control him. Wei Shuyi finally broke free of Fang Yusheng's confinement. He rolled off the edge of the bed, curled up on his knees, and banged his head against the bedside table.

"Ah!" a small exclamation came from outside the door.

Fang Yusheng turned his head and looked over and saw Fang Zicheng standing in the middle of the door.

Fang Yusheng strode over, walked to Fang Zicheng's side, and squatted down. He put his hands on Fang Zicheng's shoulders, his eyes fixed on Fang Zicheng's eyes, Fang Yusheng told him, "Cheng Cheng, go back quickly, don't stay here."

Fang Zicheng's lips murmured for a moment before he asked in fear, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Uncle is sick, he is very uncomfortable, Cheng Cheng is here watching him, he will be even more uncomfortable. Cheng Cheng, you are good, go back first, okay?"

Hearing that he would aggravate his uncle's suffering here, Fang Zicheng hurriedly turned around and ran away, and stopped Fang Zikai who was running towards Wei Shuyi and the others. "Uncle is going to sleep, so I need to keep quiet here, Xiao Kai, go back."

Fang Zikai said, "But I obviously heard someone calling over there..."

Seeing his elder brother's face cooled down, Fang Zikai, who had looked at his face to do business since he was a child, immediately shut up.

When Fang Yusheng saw that the two little guys had left, he closed the door and walked back to Wei Shuyi's side.

Gradually, Wei Shuyi calmed down.

He still kept that curled up position, bowed down on the ground, and waited for nearly two minutes before he slowly got up, walked to the bed, and lay down weakly.

Fang Yusheng stood by the bed, looking at Wei Shuyi, whose clothes were all wet with sweat, her pink lips were straightened.

There was a long silence in the room.

Fang Yusheng saw that Wei Shuyi seemed to slow down, and then asked, "How many times have you been like this?"

"Three times. At first, it hurt only once every two days, but now it hurts almost every day." Wei Shuyi's face was pale, Fang Yusheng took the towel, walked to the washbasin of the guest room, and soaked the towel with warm water. Came over and wiped Wei Shuyi's face.

Wei Shuyi smiled gratefully at him.

He said, "I really wanted to die just now, whether I hang myself or mutilate myself, just for quick relief."

Fang Yusheng did not answer.

Wei Shuyi's eyes hurt, he rubbed his cheek into the soft pillow, and then whispered, "But I can't bear it, I can't bear her, I can't bear you..." His voice was very crying.

Fang Yusheng was particularly unhappy in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at the grass outside the window, silent.

"Take a rest first, take a shower later, change your clothes, or you will be discovered." Fang Yusheng left after speaking.

After Wei Shuyi had a pain, he was particularly tired.

He fell asleep soon, and when he woke up, there was a new set of clothes on the bedside table, including underwear. Wei Shuyi took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. When taking a bath, he didn't know it, and couldn't help crying.

After Fang Yusheng delivered the clothes to Wei Shuyi's room, he went to the backyard and called Zhuang Long.

"What are you doing? Chick."

Zhuang Long seemed to be very busy, and it took a long time to answer the call.

Fang Yusheng said straightforwardly, "Is Wei Shuyi's illness really hopeless?"

Zhuang Long was a little surprised, "How do you know Wei Shuyi?"

"he is my friend."

Zhuang Long's tone became serious, "So I knew it." He looked at the reagents in the test tube, with a touch of deep meaning on his face, "Fang Yusheng, this disease can definitely be cured, but I am not sure that it will be 20 An antidote was developed in a few days."

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Long said two words to Yu Sheng, "Sorry."

He can do nothing.

Fang Yusheng said he knew, and hung up the phone.

Even Zhuang Long feels helpless, and Wei Shuyi's disease is probably really beyond cure.

He is only 32 years old, not yet 33 years old.

So young...

Fang Zikai caught earthworms in the yard, all kinds of naughty.

Fang Zicheng sat next to Fang Yusheng.

The two people have exactly the same outline of the eyes and the eyes of the same color. They look very alike. Whether it is the eyes or the nose, only the lips, Fang Zicheng and Fang Zikai followed their mother. The father and son sat together, very seductive.

Fang Yusheng was playing with a mobile phone, while Fang Zicheng frowned.

He endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but asked his father in a low voice, "Dad, what's wrong with uncle?"

Fang Yusheng said, "I don't know."

"Does uncle hurt like this every day?"

"Ok."

"Uncle..."

Fang Zicheng didn't know what to say.

Fang Yusheng went to put down his mobile phone, and he said to Zicheng, "Don't tell mother or aunt about what you saw today, except for the three of us, no one else can know. Okay?"

Fang Zicheng asked again, "Because others know, will uncle feel more uncomfortable?"

"Ok."

"Well."

Therefore, when Qiao Jiusheng and Wu Jiaren returned with a full load, both father and son were sitting on the sofa, quite silent.

Qiao Jiusheng is accustomed to such silence.

Fang Zicheng was not a talkative kid, Fang Yusheng and Fang Zicheng didn't usually have much to talk about. Only the one who was with Fang Zikai, Fang Yusheng said a little bit more, ten sentences, seven of which were talking to Fang Zikai.

Qiao Jiusheng bought a lot of things, including her own, Fang Yusheng's, two children, and some for Aunt Jin.

Qi Bufan has been getting busy lately, and his own career has become so popular that he has long since stopped being Fang Yusheng's assistant. Despite this, Qiao Jiusheng bought a small gift for both Dai Chukong and Fang Yuqing.