George had just finished his surgery, looking pale and emaciated, but his eyes were still as bright as stars, unwaveringly fixed on Song Zhen.
The moment he got excited, his body started to sway, pulling at the wound on his body, and the next second he grimaced in pain!
The policewoman's face changed, and she stepped forward to support him, "George, don't move around!"
Song Zhen hurriedly stepped forward, but stopped after the policewoman had steadied George.
George, in pain, let tears stream down his face. Seeing Song Zhen not far away, he stubbornly pulled up the blanket to cover himself.
The policewoman, not understanding, said, "George, what are you doing? Don't move around, or it's going to hurt again!"
George cried out in resistance, "Leave me alone! Leave me alone!"
He was imitating Song Zhen, his idol was Song Zhen, he couldn't let the person he admired see him in such an ugly state!
As George resisted, the more the policewoman tried to protect him, the more he fought back, crying out in pain, "Get away from me! Wah wah wah, I'm going to die of pain, stop touching me, wah wah wah~"
Song Zhen's brows were tightly locked. He stepped forward and pushed the policewoman aside!
The policewoman could distinctly feel Song Zhen's anger.
But this anger seemed not to be directed at her.
The overwhelming aura of Song Zhen made the policewoman dare not make another move.
Surprised, she saw Song Zhen stride forward in a few large steps, his tall and graceful figure had already reached the bedside but remained motionless.
Song Zhen's gaze carried tenderness and suppressed anger, as he looked at the covered bundle.
In fact, from the moment he saw George, he had confirmed that this must be McDull's brother.
He just did not understand how the twin sons born to Gu Xinzhou in the hospital came to lose one, and were beset with the narrative of birth and death.
He had been grappling with this, unable to figure it out.
It wasn't until the child struggled in pain, revealing old scars on his arm, that Song Zhen's eyes darkened!
A towering fury and relentless heartache intertwined, igniting Song Zhen's world completely.
Song Zhen extended his hand gently, and said in a tender voice, "George, don't be scared. Uncle Song Zhen saw the video of you at the Super Imitation Show preliminaries and really liked you, that's why I wanted to come and see you.
Uncle Song Zhen also heard that you don't have anyone to take care of you right now. Uncle Song Zhen would like to take you home and look after you for a while, to cure your illness.
Uncle Song Zhen promises you, I will cherish you.
George, would you like to come with me?"
The bundle on the bed gradually lowered the blanket.
Only George's eyes, misted with tears, were revealed: "But, I still have a mom and dad. If I go with you, what if they can't find me?"
Something seemed to be stuck in Song Zhen's throat.
His eyes were slightly red: "They bullied children, so they can't take care of you for now. The police officers have taken them away. When the police officers have taught them a lesson and they promise never to bully you again, I'll take you back home, okay?"
George cried: "I want to, but I'm also scared.
I don't want to be beaten again, but I can't leave my mom and dad.
Otherwise, I'll become an orphan with no food to eat, no house to live in, no clothes to wear.
I'd rather take the beatings than become an orphan,
But I don't want to be beaten anymore.
Uncle Song Zhen, am I being too greedy?
Why is it that when I pray to God every day for help, he doesn't help me? Is it because he thinks I'm too greedy as well?"