My Wife Is My Life!

Chapter 190 The Injured Little Boy

When Simon was struggling, the door was suddenly pushed open. Randal, who had sent Ethan to

school, had come back. When he saw Simon like this, he immediately went up to pull up Simon's

hands with worry.

"Monie, I'm your brother. Calm down. Have you remembered anything?"

Glancing at Randal, Simon couldn't help trembling and said, "My head hurts. My head..." Before Simon

finished his words, he fell down again with his arms around his head.

Simon's situation was too dangerous. Vana couldn't let Simon go on like this. She came to the side of

Randal, reached out her hand and directly chopped on Simon's neck. Simon's expression immediately

relaxed and he fainted.

"What are you doing?" Randal asked worriedly.

Vana sighed, "That's the only way. His memory will be automatically restored during the coma, which

also alleviated his pain. But from the situation now, it seems that the time to recover his memory will

still take a long time. Why don't you take him home first?"

Randal nodded, but still asked Vana, "Aren't you going back?"

Vana took a look at Charles and shook her head. "I have something to ask Charles!"

Randal didn't say anything more. He called Terence and the two of them took Simon out.

After the others left, Vana's worries were revealed. She saw that Charles tidied up his clothes and she

walked to him. She asked him with doubt, "What you told Randal last night must also have hidden

something, right?"

Charles raised his eyebrows and gave a cunning smile.

"You find it."

"What's your purpose? Why do you have to let Simon recall those memories? And for this, you even

lied to Randal that it could help to find out the cause of Simon's disability?"

"It's not a lie. It can help, and it has something to do with you!"

"You... You know everything?"

Charles nodded and then went straight out of the bedroom to the living room. He sat down on the sofa

in the living room and seemed to plan to have a long conversation.

Vana followed him and sat opposite to Charles.

"You said that his disability was caused by me? What do you mean?"

Charles smiled and suddenly said as if he had recalled something, "Do you remember that you met a

little boy being chased by killer when you were a little girl?"

Vana immediately turned to think and began to think about what happened in her childhood.

Vana was suddenly stunned, because she did encounter such a scene when she was in primary

school.

That day, after school, in order to wait for Billy who was playing basketball with his classmates, Vana

waited very late. When she went back home with Billy, it was already dark.

And at that time, there was no subway in Magic City, and even the bus had been off work.

Therefore, Vana chose to walk home with Billy. She remembered that it was cloudy at that time, and

there were several flashes of thunder on their way home. In order to go home faster, they often passed

through the alley and finally lost their way in a narrow alley.

Although Billy was young, he knew how to protect Vana from being afraid. So at that time, Billy held

Vana's weak shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, Vana. We two will definitely arrive home before

the rain."

Vana trembled her shoulder and said to Billy with complaint, "But I'm so cold. If you had listened to me

earlier, we might have gone home."

With an apologetic look on Billy's face, he looked at the rain shed aside and said, "Let's go there and

have a rest. If we meet someone, we can ask the way."

Vana nodded and the two moved to the rain shelter. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Although it hadn't rained, it was much warmer in the rain shed than in the open air. The wind couldn't

blow in, so Vana stopped trembling.

However, at this time, Vana and Billy suddenly heard a rustling sound from the corner of the rain shed.

Vana was frightened to scream, but as soon as her voice fell, she saw that Billy had run away and

disappeared in a flash.

When Vana was scared and about to chase after him, she heard a weak cry for help from that place. "Is

anyone there? Help me!"

Vana paused and moved over cautiously.

"Ahem, ahem, is anyone here? I'm so uncomfortable. Help... Help me!"

Vana saw a little boy shrank behind a motorcycle in the corner of the rain shed. Although it was too

dark to see, Vana could feel that the little boy was very painful.

Vana wanted to leave him alone, but when she turned her head, the boy said, "I know someone is here.

I got injured. My heart hurts. I just want you to help me!"

As soon as Vana heard that he was injured, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and reluctantly

approached him.

As soon as Vana walked in, she found that the little boy only wore a thin shirt in the winter. So she

immediately took off her scarf and wrapped it around his neck, and then comforted him, "How are you?

You said you were injured? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The little boy had been leaning against the cold stone wall. Hearing what Vana said, he lifted up his

clothes on his chest.

Vana looked at him and found that there was a blood hole in his chest, and the blood around it had

solidified, but it still looked shocking.

"How did you become like this? Does it hurt...? Now, I... Take you to the hospital?"

When Vana was about to stand up, the little boy grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't go. Someone is

chasing me. If we go to the hospital, they will definitely find."

Vana was shocked. Was this little boy who looked only one or two years older than her being chased

by killer? This was too fantastic. It was a scene only seen on TV.

"Then what should we do now? Are you going to die if you keep being this?

Vana took a step back in a hurry. The little boy smiled with self-mockery, but said calmly, "I have money

in my pocket. Help me buy some medicine from the nearby clinic. I want disinfectant, tweezers, and

gauze."

"I know the disinfectant and gauze are used for bandage, but why do you need tweezers?"

"There is a bug in my chest. I want to take it out. Otherwise, I feel very uncomfortable, very painful!"

"What? B...bug?"

Vana was shocked. No wonder the boy looked so painful. Was he stuffed with a blood sucking bug?

Then would he die? If she didn't send him to the hospital at this time, the situation would be that she

had been getting along with a dying person for so long and even had talked so much with him.

"Well, I'd better take you to the hospital. I'm afraid you can't make a decision without authorization in

such a situation. If you are afraid that someone will go to the hospital to look for you, I can take you to a

small clinic."

After saying that, Vana was about to help the little boy up, but at this time, there was a sudden sound of

running footsteps. Vana stopped subconsciously, and the little boy pulled her and said in a low voice,

"When I ran out, someone followed me. I didn't expect them to find here."

"Then what should we do now?" Vana was scared and she asked nervously.

The little boy immediately covered Vana's mouth and whispered to her, "Shh, they are coming."