Little Terrified Bun

Chapter 6

The corridor in the hospital was full of the unpleasant smell of disinfectants. The fiery red light in the emergency room flickered nonstop like thick fresh blood. The nurses walking back and forth wore white overcoats like ghosts shuttling between the worlds.

A six or seven years old child wore wrinkled clothes. His black and bright hair was dyed with traces of blood. He hugged his knees and curled into a ball like a pitiful abandoned hamster.

"Child, come here. Sister will bandage your injury for you, okay?" The young nurse bent down and met eye contact with the child, coaxing him.

Wei Jing was confused and his mind was blank. He subconsciously hugged himself even tighter. After a while, as the nurse was about to consider forcing him to get bandaged, Wei Jing gradually shook his head, determined.

"I need to wait for big brother." He said.

Pity flickered across the nurse's face. It must be very painful to first get into a car accident and then watch your relative fall down in front of you.

"Let's bandage the wound on your arm first. After it's done, your big brother will be out." The nurse coaxed the child.

"I need to wait here for big brother." He repeated with a determined expression, not allowing room for negotiation.

The nurse paused, in a difficult position. In the end, his gaze landed on the man in a call. "Um...you're the child's father, right? This child refuses to get bandaged..."

The nurse was only halfway through with her words when the driver cut her off. The middle-aged man ruffled his hair, irritated. He smoked on a cigarette. The blood on his head was stopped and the dried up blood stuck to his face and skin. "The little young master refuses to get bandaged, so please bring the items you need to bandage the wound here. Sorry for the inconvenience."

The elder master was still in the operating room. Wei Jing refused to leave. Wei Zhe was in danger!

The nurse couldn't do anything about it, so she went to talk to the doctor about it.

The doctor was tactful and knew the situation, and how important this group of people was. Therefore, he personally brought the things over to treat the child and man.

The young man in the operating room was heavily injured in this car accident. The child and middle-aged man wasn't injured as badly and their lives weren't in danger.

The doctor extracted the broken glass in the child's fair and delicate arm out and then sprinkled ointment to stop the blood...In the end, he wrapped gauze around the child's arm. Even adults may not be able to endure the pain, but the child didn't even cry in pain. Up until the process was over did he seem to process what just happened. He thanked them in a low voice.

His arm hurt a lot, feeling as if someone was poking his muscle with a sharp needle. His blood vessels, bone marrow, and heart were in excruciating pain. He couldn't even breathe normally.

Wei Jing tilted his head and glanced at the operating room fixated. Why did it hurt so much? He felt worse than when he died.

Everything around him seemed to fade in the distance. Only the tightly shut door was deeply buried in his memory.

When Wei He came, that was the scene he saw. The elder son that he was most proud of was lying in the operation room and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead. The 'illegitimate son' that he hated the most was sitting on the chair, frozen. He was completely covered in blood. Even when Wei He came, Wei Jing didn't react. The driver stood by the side, feeling anxious and regretful.