Rebirth: Don’t Listen to the Devil’s Family

In the hospital.

My younger brother was still making a scene. Once his temper flared up, the whole family couldn't stop him.

Grandma shouted anxiously.

"My grandson is going to have an operation tomorrow. I can't piss him off. Go to the doctor! Go to the doctor!"

My mother ran out and pulled the nurse on duty over.

As soon as the nurse on duty came in, she saw the food scattered on the ground with a very serious expression.

"The child hasn't eaten yet, has he? We've emphasized it many times that he can't eat anything before the operation tomorrow morning. He must be fasting because he will be anesthetized. When the time comes..."

My grandmother frowned and interrupted the nurse impatiently.

"No, no! It's all ours! We didn't feed him anything. What's the use of you coming here? Where's the doctor? This child was so angry just now! Will it affect the operation?"

When the nurse came in, my brother didn't dare to say anything in an instant.

After all, he was still a child, and he was naturally afraid of staff wearing white clothes.

Our family has long been famous in the hospital.

The nurse didn't care what my mother and grandma were shouting.

She checked my brother's condition and felt that there was nothing wrong.

She was about to leave.

Before leaving, she gritted her teeth and emphasized again and again.

"Don't eat anything, no! Do you understand? Otherwise, the operation will be fatal."

"The whole family got it. I got it. How many times have I said it? It's so annoying."

The nurse held it in and left without saying anything.

I didn't want to be beaten again, so I quickly found an excuse to leave.

"I'm going to get my brother's clothes."

I followed the nurse out of the ward.

I planned to rest on a chair on the floor.

After a while, I heard the people in the hospital counting down loudly, and then brilliant fireworks bloomed outside the hospital.

It was Christmas Eve...

I walked quietly to the window.

I looked at the bright fireworks, waiting for dawn to come.

The next day.

I followed them from a distance and watched them send my brother into the operating room.

The doctor was still repeatedly confirming if he was empty-bellied.

They nodded repeatedly as if they didn't care.

The operating light was turned on...

After a while, the doctor came out of the operating room with a mask on and a face full of anger.

"It's not empty stomach, it's not! You let him eat so much!"

My dad grabbed the doctor's collar and began to intimidate him.

"What are you doing here? Where's my son? If anything happens to him, don't even think about living."

Grandma also scolded the doctor, "He's hungry. What's wrong with eating a little? What's wrong with having something to eat? Why don't you treat him? Why do you care about his eating?"

The doctor was so angry that his eyes turned red. He could only suppress his anger and sigh that my brother couldn't be saved...

My mother pounced on him and began to beat the doctor.

"Didn't you say it's a minor operation? You must save my son's life! Otherwise, I'll make you pay for it!"

My grandma also pounced on the doctor...

"How many times have we said?! How many times have we said that you must pay attention to it? You all said that he didn't eat anything! This child is so young! How can you be so ignorant! Ignorant!"

The doctor was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He shouted angrily.

My mother was stunned by the roar.

She suddenly knelt down and burst into tears. "Your medical skills were not good enough, so you cursed my son, saying that it was because we had fed him food. How could he die from eating? It was unfair. You killed him and you should pay with your life."

"My only son, my only son... You bunch of bastards..."

My dad and grandma began to make trouble.

The nurse couldn't stop him. My dad picked up the fire extinguisher next to him and broke the doctor's hand...

The police arrived soon.

"My grandma and my mom protected my dad and cried loudly in the hospital, saying that the hospital killed their child.

For a moment, the police did not dare to rush forward to arrest them.

The doctor could only grit his teeth and bear with it. He turned around and went to deal with the wound, ignoring my family.

The village head also came for such a big event.

He pointed at my dad and grandma and trembled with anger.

"Do you know that this doctor is the only doctor in the nearby villages who dares to operate on a child?"

"You didn't listen to the doctor, and get your own child killed, and hurt his hand! In the future, everyone's child can only go to the town five hours away to see a doctor!"

At this time, my younger brother was pushed out with a white cloth covering him.

Although the village head was trembling with anger, he could only shut his mouth when he saw this scene.

When my mom and grandma saw my brother coming out, they rushed over in an instant.

They thought that the hospital could save him. He just ate something and the hospital just wanted to scare them and ask for more money.

But when the village head saw my brother's ashen face.

He could only sigh, "What a sin..."

Mother and Grandmother couldn't take the blow and fainted.

My father, who used to punch and kick me, was now paralyzed on the ground like a shrimp whose spine had been pulled out.

The people in the hospital hated them very much.

But out of professional ethics, the doctors and nurses still rushed up to save them.

In the end, the doctor didn't sue my dad.

"Although he wasn't arrested by the police, he couldn't hit me.

He had a stroke and half of his body was out of his control.

Grandma and Mom have to attend my brother's funeral.

So when I woke up, I pulled out the needle and asked someone to carry my dad home.

Looking at the cold Christmas Eve dinner, my grandmother cried and wailed.

"My dear grandson, the augur said that you were qualified to be a high-ranking official. How could you just die like this?"

Then she took out some colorful mushrooms from the cabinet.

She picked up these mushrooms from the mountains herself.

"Poor child, you can't eat it anymore..."