"Brother Yang, I want to go home and take me to the farm tomorrow!" That night, the four of them found a restaurant for dinner. Zhao Hui was depressed and had no intention of eating.

"go home?"

The three of them looked at each other and nodded silently. Yang Wei said, "Let's do this! The team will take a week's vacation, we will all go home to see it, gather in a week and head to Cave No. 38."

“Okay.”

The next morning, everyone took a floating mecha and went back to their homes. Zhao Hui was sent to the farm and returned to his home where he had been away for nearly a month.

Walking on the familiar street and smelling the familiar smell, Zhao Hui felt very sad. The street was still the same street, and the fellow villagers were still the same. But in just one month, things changed and people changed.

If the mother passed away and she became the power of the dark waves, the magic of life encounters is nothing more than this.

Zhao Hui's family is located in Xigang District, Farm City, in the world of family love. When he returned home, the house seemed very deserted and the nanny he hired also went home. No one cleaned it for a month, and a layer of dust fell on the table. In the huge house, it was cold and cold.

Zhao Hui wiped the dust from the table and looked at the photos placed on the table. Tears gradually blurred his eyes. This photo was a photo of him with his mother on his 17th birthday. When he saw the scene and thought of others, he couldn't help but think of his mother again.

Recognizing the sadness in Zhao Hui's heart, the pony on his shoulder cooed twice, as if comforting him.

"Haha! It's okay." Zhao Hui smiled reluctantly, and after getting off the floating mecha, Xiao Ma lay on his shoulder. At first he was worried about being discovered, but along the way, Xiao Ma seemed to have turned into air and was not discovered by anyone.

"This is my home, but from now on, I'm the only one."

Zhao Hui shook his head, took off his clothes, and started cleaning. There was no one living in a month and the house was covered with dust. He had to clean it up properly.

After an hour, the cleaning is finished.

Looking at the clean and tidy house, Zhao Hui nodded with satisfaction and finally looked like he looked. Immediately, he took out the phone and found the phone of his best friend and friend Zhao Jichen and dialed it.

Zhao Jichen is Zhao Hui's best friend. They grew up wearing pairs of pants. They have always been friends in the same class since kindergarten, to elementary school, junior high school and high school. They can't have a better relationship.

Interestingly, both of them had good grades. Zhao Hui applied for the job and was admitted to Lihao, and Zhao Jichen also passed the Huaqing school, but his major was different. This was a legend at Farm No. 1 Middle School, inspiring his subsequent juniors.

After finally coming back this time, Zhao Hui of course found Zhao Jichen as soon as possible.

The phone dialed in, but no one answered it for a long time. After more than 30 seconds, a low voice came from the opposite side, "Who?"

"Huh?" Zhao Hui frowned. Why was it Uncle Zhao's voice? Zhao Jichen kept calling, but why did he change his temper today? The phone ran to his father's place. What a weird thing.

Although he was puzzled, Zhao Hui still smiled and shouted, "Uncle Zhao, I, Ah Hui."

"Ah Hui? Which Ah Hui?" Zhao Yuanrang asked with a frown.

"Uncle Zhao, I am Zhao Hui, Achen's friend, the one who often goes to your house to play." Zhao Hui explained helplessly that the two families have a good relationship. He often goes to Zhao and Chen's house to play, do homework, and meets Uncle Zhao often, but he didn't expect that Uncle Zhao didn't hear his voice.

Alas, he must have thought I was dead.

"Zhao Hui, hasn't something happened to you?" Sure enough, Zhao Yuanrang stood up from the chair in shock, and his voice suddenly rose, which scared the doctor and nurse in the corridor.

The doctor and nurse, Zhao Jichen's father, suddenly looked over, looking unhappy.

But Zhao Yuanrang ignored it and still shouted: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Zhao Hui? Friend, this joke is not funny."

"I'm really Zhao Hui"

Zhao Hui smiled bitterly and explained for a long time before he finally let Uncle Zhao accept the fact that he was still alive.

"Good boy. Just live, just live." Zhao Yuanrang shed tears and was excited and incoherent. "Your mother will definitely be very happy if you know you in the spring."

"Yes." Zhao Hui nodded vigorously and asked again, "Uncle Zhao, where is Achen?"

"he……"

When talking about his son, Zhao Yuanrang was silent for a moment, and suddenly choked up after a while, "Ah Hui, Ah Chen, something happened to him."

"What happened to him?" Zhao Hui's face changed, "What's wrong with Achen, what's wrong, Uncle Zhao?"

"he……"

After Zhao Yuanrang's telling, Zhao Hui realized that it turned out that just three days ago, Zhao Jichen and his girlfriend were shopping in a car accident and were seriously injured by a speeding Lamborghini. After some rescue, although his life was temporarily suspended, he was still not out of danger.

The brain was severely damaged, the internal organs were bleeding, and both legs were scrapped. After an amputation, Zhao Jichen almost died. If it were not for the rescue in time, it would be very likely that he would not be able to be rescued.

"Uncle Zhao, which hospital is Achen in?" Zhao Hui asked in a deep voice.

"Second Citizen Hospital"

"I'll come here right now."

After hanging up the phone quickly, Zhao Hui rushed to the Second Citizen Hospital of the Farm. Ten minutes later, he arrived at the hospital.

When Zhao Hui came to the ward, Uncle Zhao's family was already there. When he saw Zhao Hui, the middle-aged man rushed up and kept patting Zhao Hui's shoulder. He couldn't help but feel happy, "Okay. OK. Just live."

Zhao Jichen's father Luo Wenrou also looked at Zhao Hui excitedly and kept crying.

Zhao Hui looked at Uncle Zhao and Aunt Jia. After only one month of sight, they had grown much older, with red and swollen eyes and gray temples. It is conceivable that they have been very anxious these days.

"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Jia, I want to see Achen."

"Achen has not escaped from danger yet, the doctor will not let us in." Zhao Yuanrang leaned in front of the window, looked at his son who was still unconscious in the ward through the transparent glass window, and tears surged out again.

"Woooooo"

Zhao Hui frowned, "Who is the attending doctor? Let him come here."

"Ah Hui, what are you going to do?" Zhao Yuanrang and Luo Wenrou were slightly surprised.

Zhao Hui took a deep breath: "I have a way to cure it."

"Do you have a way to cure Achen?" The two of them were stunned, and then shook their heads with tears in their eyes. "Achen is like this, how else can they cure it? Ahui, if you have this heart, we are very content. Don't mess around."

"Uncle and aunt, I know you don't believe it, but I really have a way. You can find the doctor and leave the rest to me."

Zhao Hui was also helpless. He knew that no matter what he explained, the two would not believe it. Not only them, everyone would not believe it, but only by actions to prove everything.

"Oh." Zhao Yuanrang shook his head. He didn't believe Zhao Hui's words at all, but he was not good at smearing Zhao Hui's kindness. Besides, he wanted to go in and see his son, so he turned to find the attending doctor.

After a moment, he came over with a middle-aged doctor, and the doctor said directly, "Who is looking for me?"

"Doctor, I'm looking for you. I want to go in and see my friends." Zhao Hui said bluntly.
Chapter completed!