Chapter 495: Chapter 495: To Be Alive, Is The Greatest Fortune
Not to mention those drugs…
Psychotropic drugs, if consumed in excess, can induce disease even in healthy individuals.
This place is hardly a hospital, it’s more like purgatory!
“Why are you so agitated?” Diwu Zexuan seemed indifferent, casting a chilly glance at Qin Youxuan, who was filled with indignation. An odd light caught in the depths of his eyes.
Gripping her arm, he led her away.
They walked until they reached the uninhabited hallway, and then he let go.
“The children in that ward are all troubled kids who have been abandoned by their parents. Some suffer from communication disorders, some possess violent tendencies, some are intellectually disabled… Some were abandoned at birth, others developed mental illnesses and were then cast out. If not for the shelter provided by this hospital, they wouldn’t even have a roof over their heads, let alone treatment.”
“But those caretakers…”
“What you witnessed was mild. Those were merely physical wounds. If they encounter a sadist, the suffering these children have to endure goes beyond physical punishment.”
With no family, nobody cares about the fate of these children. Even if an accident happens, the hospital concealed it internally to minimize any impact.
Under such circumstances, staying alive would already be a miracle.
Diwu Zexuan’s deep eyes held a glimmer of dark gloom.
“After Jie turned seven, this is where he lived.”
“…What, what did you just say?”
Qin Youxuan’s body stiffened, she abruptly lifted her head, eyes wide.
Her legs gave way beneath her, retreating until her back hit the wall, her cat-like eyes wide as saucers.
“It’s hard to imagine, isn’t it? Jie doesn’t look like someone who grew up in such a place, whether in terms of his abilities or his mental state.” Diwu Zexuan’s tone held a trace of mockery.
Qin Youxuan’s eyes reddened, she was momentarily incapable of processing the information.
Choking back words, unable to speak.
“You’ve seen it yourself, a person who is well will fall ill if they live here too long. That Jie could live here for ten years and keep his sanity, even I find it a miracle.”
Diwu Zexuan turned around, striding towards the building’s exit.
Qin Youxuan stared at his retreating back, hesitating for a few seconds before following.
They walked straight out of the hospital, crossed a street, and entered a coffee shop.
“What would you like to drink?” Diwu Zexuan pushed the menu towards Qin Youxuan.
Qin Youxuan didn’t even glance at it, raising her head directly and asked, “What exactly is going on?”
“Two black coffees, no sugar, thank you.” Diwu Zexuan casually raised his eyes and, folding the menu, handed it to a nearby waiter.
Only after the waiter had left did he raise his eyebrows and look at the anxious Qin Youxuan.
“Why are you in such a hurry? You’re not exactly fond of him.”
Qin Youxuan’s cat-like eyes widened; her hand, clutching her dress, tightened.
Before she could speak, Diwu Zexuan began to talk with a mournful tone.
“Jie was an illegitimate child. When he was seven, he met his birth father for the first time. But that meeting cost him his mother. His father had a bunch of bodyguards humiliate his mother right in front of him. She was tormented to death, and Jie saw it all.”
Diwu Zexuan’s voice was cold and indifferent. He narrated this buried truth, with no rise and fall in his tone.
Qin Youxuan jolted, her knee harshly struck the edge of the table. Her face held a look of sheer horror.
She couldn’t believe that someone could be so cruel.
In front of a child’s eyes…