Turbulent Nights and Uncertain Futures

"Little Mo, have a sip of water." Ye Rufeng handed Mo a paper cup.

Mo just shook his head slightly, his face still buried in his hands and not showing.

"Don't worry. We're already at the hospital." Ye Rufeng sat beside Mo and said softly.

"Which one of you is the child's family member?" A nurse called out impatiently.

Ye Rufeng didn't hear. He just continued to comfort Mo in a low voice, who refused to raise his head.

"Which one of you is the child's family member! We're very busy! Don't delay others' treatment!" The nurse shouted.

"...Someone has gone to look for them. Please wait a moment." Raising his head, Ye Rufeng suppressed his anger and said slowly.

"Tsk, such a hassle." The nurse muttered a curse and then left.

Perhaps it was a mistake to come here. Ye Rufeng looked at the overcrowded emergency room.

This was a place where people from the lower classes came, a private hospital.

They should have taken him to the Central Hospital further away. Otherwise, the Autonomous Hospital would have been okay too. However, he didn't know if Ziye's condition could hold out... Ye Rufeng also gritted his teeth.

People with bleeding head wounds were wailing in the waiting area, and several nurses were running around shouting. Even at the beginning, he had to rush into the consultation room, roar, and throw chairs before the doctors were willing to see Ziye first.

Number 223? By dawn, would Ziye still be saved...

Ye Rufeng also propped his forehead. The whole - night's rush was really exhausting for him.

They should have informed Ziye's family, but except for an account number and an address, he knew nothing about Chen'ai. This person couldn't be found on the computer, and he didn't dare to leave Mo casually. So he called Bihua and asked her to drive overnight to find Chen'ai. However, he heard that they had gone on a long - distance trip, and he didn't know if they could be found...

"Are you the ones who brought Ziye here?" Two policemen came over.

Looking at their badges, they were from the autonomous government. No wonder they had cold expressions.

"...Yes. What's the matter?"

"Please come with us for a statement."

"...May I ask what this is about?" Ye Rufeng asked patiently. Damn it, why were there all these unpleasant things.

"Nothing. Just routine."

"...I'll go with you. He's not feeling well. Can he stay here and wait for the child?"

"No. Both of you have to go."

Who the hell do you think you are? Ye Rufeng suppressed his anger. However, he had to admit that if he were in this situation, he would also be suspicious, let alone the police.

"...Then, please wait for my lawyer to come." Ye Rufeng took a few deep breaths and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to dial the number.

The two policemen glared at them and silently stood beside them.

This night was really long. Ye Rufeng sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, Bihua came back empty - handed. She shook her head at Ye Rufeng.

"No, no one was there."

"...Well, let's deal with this matter first." Ye Rufeng pointed to the two increasingly impatient policemen.

"...What happened?"

"Most likely they suspect us of child abuse... There were black dots on Ziye's hand. They said they were needle - pricks, and besides, I accidentally scratched him..." Ye Rufeng sighed.

"...I'll call my lawyer. Ask them to wait." Bihua quickly took out her phone from her handbag.

"I've already called. He should be here soon." Ye Rufeng said helplessly.

"This is really strange..."

After the routine head tomography, MRI, and EEG, the doctor waiting for the results saw the tomography scan first.

He adjusted his glasses, suspecting that he was seeing things.

"What's wrong?" A young doctor beside him also came over.

"Look, what's going on here?" The old doctor asked.

"...Maybe there's a problem with the machine. Let's take it again." The young doctor said.

"I think so too. Miss Liu? Miss Liu?" The old doctor called out towards the door.

No one answered.

Opening the door of the consultation room, a nurse stood against the wall with her hands down. Two well - dressed people extended their hands.

"Doctor He?"

"...Yes." After a moment of hesitation, the old doctor also extended his hand and shook it.

"There's something the country wants to talk to you about. This way, please. Thank you."

"I didn't abuse him. He's my friend's younger brother. I'm just taking care of him for my friend."

"What's your friend's name?" The policeman asked coldly.

"...I don't know. I only know his online account."

"...You don't know, and you've been taking care of him for so long?" A policeman snorted from his nostrils. "Do you think anyone will believe such a story?"

"Believe it or not."

"You!"

"Please don't lay hands on the client." An old lawyer said coldly.

The policeman withdrew the fist that was about to swing at Mo's face.

"I can testify that he loves him very much, and he's not the kind of person who would abuse a child." Bihua quickly said. "You can ask his other friends to find out what kind of person he usually is."

"...As far as we know, Mr. Shen has a mental illness and has visited the doctor several times. Is that true?" Another policeman asked.

"...Yes, but he's already recovered and is no different from a normal person." Bihua said.

"Hmph, how could such an illness be cured."

"You..." Bihua also got angry.

"The law stipulates that if a mental patient has been cured, he should be treated as a normal person."

"The law is the law. We don't believe in that." The policeman said coldly. "Now, at least two out of ten cases are committed by them. Just following the law, look at how chaotic the world would be?"

"What do you mean by 'them'? Little Mo isn't 'them'. He's normal." Bihua shouted.

"Bihua." Ye Rufeng pulled Bihua's clothes and whispered to persuade her.

"As for you, sir, you can leave. And this lady too. Mr. Shen can come with us." The policeman said, waving his hand.

"...The injury on the child's wrist was scratched by me."

"That's inevitable. If his parents pursue it, we will ask you to come to the police station for an explanation. Now, Mr. Shen, come with us."

The policeman stepped forward and handcuffed Mo's wrists.

"Wait! How can you arrest people randomly!" Bihua shouted.

"The charges are child abduction and injury."

"This... If that's really the case, we're also accomplices!" Bihua grabbed the policeman's hand. "Arrest us together. The three of us will go together. Otherwise, let Little Mo go."

"Don't worry, miss. You've just been bailed out by the unit you work for. So has this gentleman. If there are any problems, I will ask you two to come back." The policeman said coldly.

"What about him?" Bihua quickly asked.

"Him, he can't be bailed." The policeman patted Mo's shoulder. "Let's go."

"From now on, you have 24 hours." The lawyer looked at his watch and wrote down the time in his notebook.

The policeman just glared at the lawyer.

Ye Rufeng held Bihua, and the two could only watch helplessly as Mo was taken away. Mo didn't say a word, and Bihua was so anxious that she kept crying.

Until the phone rang, and the lawyer answered it.

"...Please hold on!" After listening for a while, the lawyer jumped up and rushed out of the door.

Sitting in the ambulance for transfer, Mo kept holding Ziye's cold little hand. Bihua and Ye Rufeng, however, were speechless to each other.

This matter was really too dramatic. Until they got into the ambulance, the two still couldn't believe it.

"Sit tight, everyone. The ambulance is about to leave." A female doctor smiled gently and looked at them.

...This doctor, it seemed like she had been seen somewhere... Ye Rufeng stared blankly at her.

"Our hospital has a medical team specializing in treating this congenital disease." The female doctor said tenderly. "Why didn't you send him to our hospital?"

"...That's true." Bihua also smiled. "However, alas, we didn't know. My friend here was probably so frightened that he sent him to the nearest hospital without thinking. Really... By the way, won't this delay the condition?"

"It doesn't matter. This disease attacks intermittently. It will be fine after it passes. He'll be okay after a few days of rest."

"Thank you so much, doctor. It's really troublesome for you to come here in person."

"No, no. I came to see my patient by the way." The female doctor smiled.

Ye Rufeng was still in a daze.

"Forgot? The doctor who treated Little Mo some time ago." Bihua gently bumped Ye Rufeng's hand.

"...No wonder. I always felt she looked familiar." Ye Rufeng looked at the female doctor and murmured.

"Seriously, it's good that the Qingye District has been taken back by the central government, right? They're much more reasonable." Bihua smiled gently.

"Yeah..." Ye Rufeng replied casually, but still kept looking at Mo worriedly.

After Ziye was sent to the ward, the hospital asked them to wait outside. Mo kept his head down.

"...He'll be okay." Ye Rufeng decided to continue comforting him.

"If... If I had paid more attention..." Mo covered his eyes.

"I think Ziye also didn't want you to worry, so he refused to let you help him take a bath or change clothes, right?" Bihua also tried to persuade.

"I should have thought more... Even if he was sweating all over from playing, he refused to take off his clothes. He didn't even touch the short - sleeved shirts I bought him... I should have thought more..."

Mo was trapped in the abyss of self - blame, and Bihua and Ye Rufeng could only look at each other.

At this point, no matter how much they tried to persuade, Mo wouldn't listen.

They could only... hope that Ziye would be safe and sound.

I heard you're sick?

Yes.

How is it? What's wrong?

...You can get the hospital's information, can't you?

I'm just concerned about you. What's wrong? Why are you in such a bad mood?

...I... I don't know. I need to think. God, I'm so annoyed...

...What happened?

I'll think first and then tell you.

...You will tell me, right?

Of course. I just want to make it clearer before telling you. I've promised, and I won't go back on my word.

...That's good. Have a good rest. If there's anything, you can either tell them or tell me directly.

You're probably extremely busy. How could I dare to trouble you with such small things.

Don't be kidding. Little Mo and your matters are all big things. They need to be dealt with first.

Look at you. You're becoming more and more capable.

Seriously, without you, I'm really swamped.

Yes, I know. Do you want to assign some work to me? Anyway, I'm bored in the ward.

...Won't Little Mo find out?

Trust me. I'll act according to the situation.

Okay, that's great. I can finally take a break.

You want to take a break? Ha, what a ridiculous joke. Work hard for 24 hours.

Twenty - four hours a day isn't enough.

That's why I'm here to help you. There are only three days left, right?

Yes, I'm almost exhausted.

Don't just focus on work. You also need to take care of the research team.

I know. How could I put the cart before the horse?

...By the way, I want to ask you. Am I... in the same situation as them?

...I don't know yet. It should be different. Don't worry.

How can I not worry... Okay, go to work. Leave the matters here to me. Don't waste your precious memory.

Haha, sure. Leave it to you, General Pioneer.

You're becoming more and more unruly.

Same to you.