My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

Jiang Guanqing didn't explain further and followed the nurse to the infusion room. After the injection was completed, Jiang Guanqing took the IV bag and returned to his younger brothers' ward. Seeing that his brothers were still asleep, he sat alone on a chair outside the ward.

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm not afraid of needles anymore. The needle my sister gave me didn't hurt at all..."

Jiang Guanqing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a little girl with pigtails smiling and talking to the man holding her hand.

"Huanhuan is so great..."

Jiang Guanqing looked away; the phone screen was flickering.

By the time Jiang Guanqing finished hanging up three large bottles of medicine, it was already dawn. Jiang Guanqing found the old housekeeper Uncle Zhang's number and dialed it.

The call was quickly answered. "Young Master, how are you now? What about President Jiang and his wife, and the young master..."

Jiang Guanqing's eyes welled up with tears, and he said softly, "Uncle Zhang, Mom and Dad are gone."

The sound of something breaking came from the other end of the phone. "Young Master... what did you say?"

Jiang Guanqing looked at his toes. "My parents couldn't be saved, but my brothers are okay and are under observation in the hospital."

Uncle Zhang's voice choked with emotion, "How could this be... how could this be..."

"Uncle Zhang, I've already contacted Dad's personal assistant. He'll be here in half an hour. Could you please help me and my brothers pack some clothes, as well as our household registration documents?"

Jiang Guanqing tilted her head back, forcing back her tears. "I don't know what to prepare..."

Uncle Zhang on the other end of the phone was in tears, "Young Master, don't worry, leave these to Uncle Zhang..."

"it is good."

Jiang Guanqing hung up the phone, placed it on his lap, and stared blankly at the pale white ceiling above him.

As he watched the screen, Jiang Yan's hands trembled uncontrollably. He remembered that his older brother had caught a cold earlier that year, which was quite serious and required an IV drip.

When the injection was being given, the older brother clung tightly to his mother's sleeve and wouldn't let go. His mother smiled and hugged him, comforting him, "Baby, don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

The nurse even jokingly teased the man, saying, "Such a big baby, and you're still afraid of pain?"

My older brother was usually terrified, but after our parents passed away, he seemed fearless. It wasn't that he was fearless; it was just that there was no one to comfort him anymore, no one to rely on…

He thought his older brother knew everything, but that year his older brother was not yet 18, he was also a child, but he had no choice but to learn.

A few minutes later, Jiang Guanqing stood up, went to the hospital cafeteria, bought several breakfasts, and took them back.

"Big brother... Waaah..."

Jiang Ning, Jiang Huai, and Jiang Zhuo were still asleep. Jiang Yan was holding Jiang Ting, watching the doorway warily.

Upon seeing Jiang Guanqing enter through the door, Jiang Ting immediately broke free from Jiang Yan's embrace and rushed towards Jiang Guanqing.

Jiang Guanqing caught Jiang Ting, his voice gentle, "Awake? Is anything bothering you?"

Jiang Ting hugged Jiang Guanqing and cried, sobbing as she said she was scared.

Jiang Guanqing took a tissue and gently wiped away Jiang Ting's tears. "It's okay, don't cry."

"Big brother, where are Mom and Dad?"

Upon hearing Jiang Yan's question, Jiang Guanqing paused in his actions.

"...Mom and Dad went to a very, very far place."

Jiang Yan and Jiang Ting were no longer three-year-old children; they understood the meaning behind Jiang Guanqing's words and were incredulous.

Jiang Zhuo and the others were awakened by Jiang Ting's crying. Upon hearing this devastating news, the ward was thrown into chaos.

"Don't be afraid, your big brother is still here. You've got your big brother's back..."

Jiang Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart, so intense that he almost bent over.

He recalled that morning in his previous life when his older brother pushed open the door and came in. He noticed that his brother's clothes didn't fit well and that his brother's hands were wrapped in gauze. But at that time, his mind was filled with the devastating news of his parents' death, and he was filled with fear and confusion.

"I clearly saw it..." Jiang Yan clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. "I clearly noticed that my older brother was unsteady on his feet... I saw that his face looked bad... but I didn't ask him anything..."

Endless regret overwhelmed Jiang Yan like a tidal wave. He was so selfish, so incredibly selfish. After his parents passed away, all he knew was that he was in pain, letting himself wallow in that pain and trying to escape everything.

But at that time, his older brother had also lost his parents. He had a high fever and was suffering from the pain of infected wounds. He not only had to handle his parents' funeral arrangements, but also take care of them and receive all their negative emotions.

Jiang Yan lowered her head, a suppressed sob escaping her throat, "How come I didn't notice... Big Brother was in pain too..."

"Big brother..." Jiang Ting clutched his chest, tears streaming down his face. He was so useless, all he knew was to cry and keep asking where your mom and dad were. He had rushed into your arms, but he hadn't even noticed that you had a fever and were sick.

Watching Jiang Guanqing gently wipe away his tears with his bandaged hand on the screen, Jiang Ning suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard. At that moment, he was only focused on breaking down and crying. When his older brother came to hug him, he even pushed him away.

Jiang Huai raised his hand to cover his face, his shoulders trembling violently. "What kind of younger brother am I..." His older brother had a fever of almost 40 degrees Celsius, yet he was still buying them breakfast and comforting them. In the end, they didn't even know that their older brother had a fever and was injured, even though it was so obvious.

Jiang Zhuo punched his thigh hard. They cried and begged their eldest brother, seeking his comfort and support. But at that moment, didn't their eldest brother also want someone to rely on and comfort him?

Gong Bolin looked at Jiang Guanqing on the screen, who was clearly broken beyond recognition but still insisted on taking care of his younger brothers. His eyes stung with tears. He regretted leaving Jiang Guanqing and going to Europe. If he hadn't gone to Europe, his baby wouldn't have been so helpless, without even someone to hold and cry with.

"President Jiang..." Bai Xin murmured softly, tears rolling down his cheeks. It felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out, and the pain made his breath tremble.

Words are so superficial. Post-traumatic stress disorder—just a few words, yet behind them lies such heart-wrenching memories. If only he had met President Jiang sooner.

Yan Sui'an cried uncontrollably, clutching Yan Ling's sleeve and sobbing, "Waaah, I feel so sorry for my brother..."

How did this person manage to get through it all?

Yan Ling stared intently at the screen, her eyes filled with an unfathomable darkness.

Shangguan Zhenghuai and Yu Zheqing kept wiping away their tears with tissues, their eyes red and swollen from crying.

Xie Xuansheng reached out and placed his hand on Yu Zheqing's hand, offering silent comfort.

The film has only just begun.

The voice rang out again, icy cold: "Bearing it all alone was simply his norm in his previous life. What you should truly see now is what's to come."

As the voice faded, the scene on the screen suddenly changed, and Jiang Guanqing returned to Jingbei City with his younger brothers.