âOh.â
Song Wenchuan nodded as he looked at her blankly. âI was just saying that randomly. I actually have no idea whether I have a sister or not.â
As soon as his voice fell, his lips curved slightly as he held back a smile and glared at Song Jingwan.
His face was clearly one that she was familiar with, but his overbearing and powerful aura sent a chill down Song Jingwanâs spine, causing him to feel like a stranger.
He clearly looked like her brother thoughâ¦
What went wrong?
In her dream, her brother did not wake upâ¦
Song Jingwan furrowed her brows as she fell into deep thought.
âPunk, do you know what youâre saying? Stop kidding. Mom, Dad, and your sister are extremely worried about you!â
âMom? Dad?â
Song Wenchuan cold gaze swept across Song Rui and Zhou Manli. As they looked at him with anticipation, he smirked and said calmly, âSorry, I donât know you.â
âYouâ¦â
Zhou Manli was so frustrated that she lift her hand and wanted to slap him.
Song Rui did not react fast enough to stop her, but he saw her hand paused in mid-air.
The atmosphere in the room was tense. If air was visible, the air in the room would have been frozen stiff.
Song Wenchuan smirked. Zhou Manliâs threats meant nothing to him, so he didnât even blink an eye.
After staying quiet for some time, he said in a raspy and confused tone, âMaâam, let me remind you that I am still a patient.â
âAre you crazy? Chuan just woke up. How could you try to hit him?â
Song Rui quickly pulled Zhou Manli away. He was so strong that he caused her to stumble a little.
Wei Yuanfan also rushed forward to stop her. âMrs. Song, we already told you that the patient suffered serious trauma. To be honest, itâs already a miracle that he survived and woke up. Judging by his current condition, we can pretty much conclude that he has amnesia. We will have to observe him further to determine whether itâs long-term or short-term. Butâ¦â
âBut what? I told you I wanted to have him treated overseas! Itâs all yours and that bratâs fault for stopping me! If Chuan doesnât recover his memory, I wonât let you get away with it!â
Wei Yuanfanâs expression also turned cold. âMrs. Song, donât take things too far. We can only tolerate so much. The hospital is here to cure and save people, not for you to insult! If you have a problem with us, then feel free to change hospitals! If you have so much faith in the medical facilities overseas, then why donât you fly overseas every time you catch the flu or have a fever!â
âHow dare you speak back at me! Youâre the incapable one! Otherwiseâ¦â
âYou guys take your time. Iâm going back to rest.â
The skinny man stood up; he looked even taller than usual. Paired with his powerful aura, he had a strong sense of intimidation.
The pain in his legs hadnât recovered yet. So he sat in his wheelchair with a coat on as he calmly headed out.
Somehow, his unremarkable clothes looked stylish on his body.
Song Jingwanâs eyes sparkled as she chased him out. âBrother, are you still my brother?â
For some reason, before she managed to react, she had subconsciously asked this question.
She was a bit surprised by herself.
âNo.â
But the manâs response was quick, simple, and without hesitation.
Wrapped in his coat, Song Wenchuan headed for the elevator calmly. âI donât know you. Miss, Please donât go around claiming youâre related to people.â