This actor is full of tricks.

"The glucose drip is finished. Press the injection site yourself." Zhou Yue handed a cotton swab to Lin Jue: "Remember to get up and eat noodles later. The noodles are fresh out of the pot, and they taste best now. If you wait any longer, they will clump together and won't taste good."

"Okay." Lin Jue took the cotton swab and pressed it onto the injection site. He followed Zhou Yue out the moment she stepped out the door.

Judging from the size and decoration of the house, Zhou Yue's living conditions are quite good. Apart from the necessary furniture, the house is mostly filled with works of art or medical-related items.

There were two bowls of noodles on the restaurant table, one with chili peppers and the other without, just sprinkled with sesame seeds and lard for seasoning.

"This bowl is for you." Zhou Yue pushed the clear soup noodles to Lin Jue: "Your body is too weak. You need to eat something light for now, and you can't eat too much at once. You need to take it slow and recover."

"When you get back, remember that although you need to replenish your nutrition, you must not overeat. Recovering your energy is not something that can be done overnight."

"But don't be like you were before. I don't know what you were eating before. You're not short, but you weigh less than 100 pounds. Even if life is difficult, don't deprive yourself of food. Even if you can't eat too well, don't lack essential nutrients."

"You need to supplement your diet with carbohydrates, protein, and vitamins. I'll make a meal plan for you next time, and you can eat according to it. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, what if you faint again like today?"

While eating his noodles, Zhou Yue gave Lin Jue some instructions. Although he was being long-winded, Lin Jue was still very touched. Zhou Yue was like an older brother to him, genuinely caring for him.

The noodles tasted pretty good; even the simple broth had a unique flavor.

After finishing his meal, Lin Jue took the initiative to wash the dishes. He didn't want to trouble Zhou Yue with everything; the other party had already helped him enough.

"Are you going back home or staying here? There are enough rooms in the house, and I can take you to school tomorrow," Zhou Yue's voice came from the living room.

"I'd better go back. I'm too embarrassed to trouble you any further." Lin Jue looked at Vitamin, who was squatting next to him, and picked out a few leftover noodles from the bowl to feed the well-behaved golden retriever.

“Okay, I’ll take you home later.” Zhou Yue didn’t insist and turned on the TV.

When Lin Jue came out of the kitchen, he noticed a black and white photo at the top of the TV wall.

It was a woman with sunken cheeks, high cheekbones, and dull, lifeless eyes. She must have suffered from some sudden and serious illness, and this was a hastily taken portrait as a last testament to her passing.

Zhou Yue noticed Lin Jue's gaze and turned down the TV volume: "This is my mother. She passed away three years ago from acute leukemia. This photo was taken when she was undergoing chemotherapy."

In fact, Lin Jue had already guessed that Zhou Yue's mother had passed away, because when the other party introduced Vitamin, he said that the golden retriever was going to accompany the mother in the village, but now Vitamin appeared here.

"I'm sorry." Lin Jue had been comforted by the other person, but he didn't know how to comfort them in return.

The only effective treatment for acute leukemia is stem cell transplantation. However, judging from the photos, Zhou Yue's mother is quite old and it is difficult for her to undergo stem cell transplantation. She can only receive chemotherapy.

Chemotherapy is an extremely painful process. That period is not only a torment for the patient, but also an ordeal for the patient's family.

Watching his mother suffer the pain of treatment, Zhou Yue's heart must have been bleeding. He was a doctor himself, having treated countless diseases, yet he could only watch helplessly as his mother was afflicted by illness.

Zhou Yue noticed Lin Jue's hesitation and stroked Vitamin, who was fast asleep on his lap: "That period was indeed very painful and I resented myself a lot. Why didn't I take a stronger stance and bring my mother to live with me? If my mother had been with me, I would have noticed her abnormality immediately and wouldn't have missed the earliest opportunity for treatment."

"But now I've come to terms with it. Life is a game of hide-and-seek with birth and death. It will find you one day. But the living must learn to look forward. Yan Hui, don't you agree?" These words were not only a reminder to Zhou Yue himself, but also an advice to Lin Jue.

"I understand." Lin Jue nodded. He was about to start trying to accept the sudden passing of his parents.

"There's no hurdle in life that you can't overcome. If you have any difficulties, remember to contact me." Zhou Yue picked up the sleepy-eyed Vitamin and put it on the ground, then grabbed the car keys from the coffee table: "Alright, it's getting late. I'll take you home first."

As Lin Jue followed the other person out the door, Vitamin grabbed Lin Jue's trouser leg, seemingly not wanting him to leave.

Zhou Yue chuckled from the side, "Vitamin really likes you. He usually ignores strangers, so he must have realized you're a very kind person."

Is it kind?
Lin Jue was taken aback. He seemed to have heard someone describe him like that before, but he couldn't remember. In his memory, Zhou Yue was the first.

When I got back to the neighborhood, the sky was completely dark. It was 9 o'clock. The air was stuffy and had a slightly fishy smell. Dark clouds on the horizon were rolling in, and I could vaguely see lightning flashing through them. A downpour was about to begin.

"I didn't even get to treat Dr. Zhou to hotpot today, but I ended up getting a bowl of noodles from him instead." Lin Jue looked at the cumulus clouds on the horizon, casually put his hand into his pocket, and then suddenly froze, pulling out several crisp banknotes from his pants.

There were 1000 in total. It was obvious that Zhou Yue had secretly put them in his pocket while he was unconscious.

Looking at the eight hundred yuan, Lin Jue suddenly felt a tightness in his throat. He turned his head and saw that Zhou Yue's car had already disappeared into the night.

Unable to express his current feelings, he could only obediently listen to Zhou Yue and try to improve his life little by little.

The torrential rain arrived as expected that night. Lin Jue tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. He felt as if something was about to happen that night.

The noise from the game playing next door was still very loud. That guy with the brightly colored hair didn't restrain himself at all; on the contrary, he became more and more arrogant, constantly arguing with the viewers in the chat. You could even hear him swearing at his mother.

"She's my mother, I can treat her however I want? What's it to you, you internet filial sons!"

"Come and find me if you dare. I love the way you guys can't stand me but can't kill me."

What is this guy doing now?
Unable to bear the disturbance any longer, Lin Jue prepared to knock on the door again, but before he even reached the door, he heard a very miserable scream.

The sound was coming from next door; it was that colorful, garish voice.

Upon hearing the screams, Lin Jue immediately thought of the squeals of pigs being slaughtered. Moreover, the screams were interspersed with heavy thuds, as if someone was banging on something.

A clap of thunder drowned out all the unusual noises.

When the thunder stopped, the neighborhood returned to silence, and nothing unusual happened again.

(End of this chapter)