The thick needle almost pierced into Fan Kaixuan’s heart. He stared at the cold light on the tip of the needle, his pupils shrank, and he said in a hoarse voice, “Doctor, I’m fine. You can go out first.”
“Mr. Fan, it’s not up to you to decide whether you’re fine or not. We have to decide.” The doctor looked at his sweaty face. After seeing that his breathing was steady and he was conscious, he withdrew the syringe and asked the nurse to measure his pulse and blood pressure, before taking another tube of his blood for testing.
Every medical device had returned to normal operation, which showed that Fan Kaixuan’s body had also returned to normal. All the physical data on the displays were stable. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, it would be difficult for the doctor to imagine that a few seconds ago, the man lying on the hospital bed was like a fish out of water, suffering the pain and struggle of dying on the dry shore.
Life and death, youth and old age, these two extreme states could happen to the same person in such a short period of time. This was a strange phenomenon that couldn’t be explained by science, and was also a terminal disease that couldn’t be treated by medicine. Everything that had just happened was actually foreseen by Fan Jialuo a long time ago. However, at that time, no one believed him. Even the attending doctor himself pointed at the TV and laughed at Fan Jialuo.
“Your body’s numbers have returned to normal again, and the aging has been contained.” After summarizing all the data, the doctor looked at Fan Jialuo with an increasingly complicated gaze. Even if he was willing to believe him, after he witnessed these strange phenomena with his own eyes, he was shocked, and occasionally he would secretly ask himself in his heart—was this real?
Even those who were in the midst of the action were shocked by the young man to the point of doubting life, not to mention those who were always unwilling to believe him, accept him, and tolerate him. This world belonged to ordinary people, and there was almost no room for mavericks to survive. Being different from others was an original sin. This was the truth behind Fan Jialuo’s constant rejection. If he knew how to disguise himself, told some lies, and acted materialistic like ordinary people, he would be much better off than he was now. However, he didn’t want to. He insisted on using reality to confront and awaken the world, which was why he tried so hard.
Thinking of this, the doctor felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Without Fan Kaixuan’s repeated urging, he left the ward with a group of nurses. “Mr. Fan, if you need anything, please ring the bell and we will rush over immediately.” He looked at Fan Jialuo and said cautiously, “Teacher Fan, it was a pleasure to meet you.”
“Same here, thank you.” Fan Jialuo smiled and nodded, his attitude calm and peaceful.
The doctor left satisfied, having given up all thoughts of prying into the man’s secrets. To satisfy his curiosity, it was enough for him to watch “The World of Strange People.” It was all the more important to let Teacher Fan live a more comfortable life.
Fan Kaixuan waited until all the other people had left before looking at his mother and saying, word for word, “Mom, if my feeling is right, then you seem to be able to control my life and death? If you want me to die, then I will be critically ill, and if you want me to live, then I will be safe and sound, right?” He was not a fool. He struggled back and forth on the precipice of death several times, but he was still not so far gone that he couldn’t perceive this obvious fact.
He originally thought that Fan Jialuo was messing with him. He didn’t expect that the person who really treated him like a monkey was actually his mother. For a will that she didn’t know was notarized, she could let him die, let him live, or even make his life worse than death. How did she do it? Fan Kaixuan didn’t really care. He just wanted to know where he stood in his mother’s heart.
“Is money that important to you?” Fan Kaixuan stared directly at his mother.
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Kong Jing pressed herself against the wall and shook her head vigorously in denial. “No, no, no, how could it be, I…”
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Everyone looked at Fan Jialuo except Kong Jing, who ran towards the exit like crazy, but found that she could not open the door no matter what. This place had become Fan Jialuo’s private domain, and no one could enter or leave without his permission.
“Fan Kaixuan, your question should be asked like this,” Fan Jialuo looked at Kong Jing, who was still turning the door handle desperately, and said slowly, “What is the meaning of my existence?”
“My existence?” Fan Kaixuan looked at his old and withered hands and murmured unconsciously, “Is there a problem with my existence?”
“Of course there is a problem. You should not have existed in the first place.” Fan Jialuo had said this twice, and each time it was questioned and ridiculed by others, but this time no one dared to raise an objection. Everyone present waited with bated breath for his next words. Even Kong Jing, who was rattling the door handle, froze suddenly, then turned around and pressed her back tightly against the door panel.
Her bloodshot eyes seemed to be on the verge of falling out of their sockets. She simply couldn’t believe that Fan Jialuo could even spy on things that were so far away. What the hell was he?
“What is the meaning of that sentence? If I shouldn’t exist, then who am I?” Fan Kaixuan weakly leaned on the pillow, and his body, which was already sweating, became even weaker. However, he soon realized that this weakness was not just a feeling, but real. His vitality was draining away again, but at a much slower speed than the previous times, and he could still endure it for a while.
If my mother can really control my life and death, then she must have murderous intentions against me now. When Fan Jialuo began to reveal the truth about the past, she wanted me to die! Not only did this thought fail to defeat Fan Kaixuan, but it actually made him laugh hoarsely. Only after living to this age did he realize that his existence was all but denied by his mother.
He was laughing while gasping for breath, and cold sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks and onto his neck, soaking the thin hospital clothes. He looked extremely wretched. Ding Yu, who was standing opposite him, hesitated for a while but walked over, put an oxygen mask and jacket on him, and said in a quiet voice, “Stop laughing, be more open-minded.”
How could he be more open-minded? His mother meant everything to Fan Kaixuan. They had been dependent on each other for more than 20 years. They were the ones who understood each other best and supported each other the most in the world. How could they have gotten to this point? He waved his hand and stared at Fan Jialuo for a moment, vowing to ask what he meant to his mother!
Fan Jialuo looked back at him calmly and said quietly, “The real Fan Kaixuan is actually dead. When Ms. Kong found my mother, Fan Luoshan’s first wife, the other arranged for an abortion. This unformed fetus was sold by Ms. Kong for five million, right?” He looked towards the door.
Kong Jing clung to the door panel and shivered, then kept shaking her head, trying to deny everything that happened, but her fearful and guilty expression already gave a positive answer. Yes, the real Fan Kaixuan was dead, aborted by Fan Luoshan’s original wife. She would rather adopt an unrelated child than raise her husband’s illegitimate child, she was that strict.
Compared with the powerful, shrewd, courageous, and distinguished Mrs. Fan, Kong Jing was just an ignorant, vain, and superficial money-worshiping girl. As soon as she entered the old house of the Fan family, she was swiftly dealt with before she could make a “declaration of storming the palace.” She went to the United States with a check, but due to her foolishness and short-sightedness, she quickly squandered all the money.
Within half a year, she fell into the slums and lived a hellish life. When she sold herself for a piece of pizza, and was beaten by street gangsters to the point of nearly losing her life, she realized how miserable life without money could be. She began to miss the five million, which developed into missing the aborted child. What would have happened if she had secretly given birth to the child and brought it in front of Fan Luoshan?
She was mesmerized by this fantasy with no definite answer. She imagined various possibilities almost every moment, and even in her dreams, she experienced everything that had never happened. She was possessed!
Fan Jialuo’s narration almost synchronized with Kong Jing’s recollection. He sighed. “The money was quickly squandered by Ms. Kong, so she began to miss the child she had strangled, and then became obsessed. She was desperate. She wished that the child could survive, return to her womb, and become her ladder to heaven. One morning, her belly really got bigger, and then you came to her as she wished.” At this point, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Fan Kaixuan, who was half-lying on the hospital bed.
“What?” Although Fan Kaixuan was mentally prepared for the worst, he was still shocked by Fan Jialuo’s words.
Ding Yu also raised his head suddenly, with a horrified expression.
“Shut up! Stop talking!” Kong Jing’s shouting at the top of her lungs once again proved what Fan Jialuo said was true.
At the same time, Fan Kaixuan’s heartbeat, breathing, pulse, and blood pressure began to soar, and then suddenly dropped, while all of his organs fell into rapid decline. In just an instant, his face was covered with wrinkles, and most of his hair fell off. He opened his mouth and inhaled hard, but spit out a few decayed and blackened teeth. He once again stepped into the abyss of death.
When Kong Jing denied the past, his existence was also a stain that she tried hard to erase.
Ding Yu was about to ring the bell to call the doctor, but Fan Jialuo had already walked to the bedside and gently placed his fair right hand on Fan Kaixuan’s shoulder. The other party shuddered, took a deep breath of oxygen, and then gradually recovered. He was still extremely weak and old to the point of decay, but his consciousness was firmly locked by the youth, and at the same time, his last trace of vitality was locked down.
The young man let go, and Fan Kaixuan’s condition did not continue to deteriorate. He was temporarily freed from the fatal influence Kong Jing had on him.
Fan Jialuo sat back down and continued to say, “Isn’t it weird that you can become pregnant due to desire? If you take a DNA test, you will find that in fact you have no blood relationship with Fan Luoshan. Everything about you was given by Ms. Kong, and the meaning of your existence is to help her return to the Fan family, fighting for her to obtain admission to the upper class and a large amount of property. You were born because of Ms. Kong’s extreme desire for money.”
Fan Jialuo sighed leisurely. “So you have been interested in money since you were a child, and you regard making money as your only goal. Your life almost entirely revolves around the word ‘money.’ You study hard to make money, you work hard too In order to make money, think what others dare not think, and do what others dare not do. Your ultimate goal is to make money. Apart from money, your life is horribly poor. You don’t care about family, friendship, or love. You only care about money. However, in the dead of night, you often feel that your life is so desolate, empty, and cold, that you can’t even find the motivation to live.”
Fan Kaixuan looked at the young man with a fearful gaze, and then unknowingly shed two lines of hot tears. He was too old to speak, but his rotting heart could still feel intense pain from the comments that pierced his heart.
Fan Jialuo glanced at Kong Jing and continued, “However, every time you returned to Ms. Kong, this sad and terrible emotion would disappear from your perception, because everything you have was given by her. Even your abilities and thoughts were set by her. She can control you at will, and she can also give you a sufficient sense of security, which is why you cannot refuse any of her requests.”
“So,” Fan Kaixuan took off his oxygen mask and spat out a sentence almost as if he was crying, “I am just her accessory. In her heart, I am just a tool to make money?”
When he realized this, many vague memories began to become clear. From the age of eight, he had worked to support his mother. He happily gave all his money to her, but never thought about whether it was reasonable for an eight or nine-year-old child to work hard to support his family. He gave his mother the college tuition he had saved for several years and asked her to keep it, but she told him that the money had been robbed by gangsters on the street. Was it really stolen, or was it used up by her? Why did she always spend a lot of money on new clothes and shoes during that time, dressing herself up and going on dates?
In order to earn the tuition fee again, Fan Kaixuan almost used his own body to sell drugs! But at that time, he never doubted his mother at all.
In desperation, his mother said she would take him to the Chinese community to beg, and then knocked on the door of the most luxurious villa. However, he was almost shot to death by the owner. After the misunderstanding was clarified, the master was moved by his efforts and sponsored a sum of money. At the same time, he also fell in love with his mother and began to support her and provide her with a luxurious life.
At that time, Fan Kaixuan was only moved by the sacrifice his mother had made for him, but he never thought about whether she had already spotted the family’s fortune, and whether she regarded him as a ladder to enter the upper class and used him ruthlessly, again and again!
Those tender memories turned out to be so unbearable and cold after being stripped of the aura of family affection. However, what made Fan Kaixuan feel even more unbearable was that when he looked at his weak-hearted mother, he didn’t hate her at all!
He was a person with a clear distinction between love and hate, and he absolutely couldn’t tolerate betrayal, but in front of his mother, he only had one emotion, obedience! This was enough to prove that he was not a healthy person, just a tool of the other party! She could indeed completely control everything about him, from his abilities and thoughts, to his life and livelihood!
Without even a single word from his mother, Fan Kaixuan had already found the answer.
How truly unfortunate. I knew it would be bad but I didn’t expect it to be this bad!!
man… this is sad.
I didnt expected this
I felt sorry for him. When Fan Jialuo said that the wealth belongs to Kong Jing it’
literally meant that way. She created FK for her desire for money. He only exists for her to live luxuriously. So he’s not really a real human but more like a doll,right? Human desires and greed are truly powerful…😔
DY hmm? I sense a something with FKX🧐