Feng Ju didn't die.

It was a day later when he woke up from anesthesia.

He opened his eyes, staring blankly at the stark white walls around him; his heart at that moment was the same color as those walls.

"I'm still alive, but have I become disabled, losing an arm?!!"

This was his last thought before passing out, and the thought that kept echoing in his mind when he woke up.

Regret and fear gripped his heart like an invisible hand, tearing at it mercilessly, causing his chest to feel suffocated, his throat blocked, making him wish he could just faint and never wake up again.

Unfortunately, the nightmare called reality does not allow anyone to escape.

His chest was bandaged tightly, and his shoulder was wrapped in gauze, stained with blood. The pain, once the anesthesia wore off, stimulated his nerves, but it was not even a fraction of the pain in his soul.

Wang Xiuli had stayed by his bedside all night, her face pale and eyes swollen, bending down to clean up the spilled food on the floor.

She wanted to comfort Feng Ju, but he wouldn't listen to a word. The more she said, the more irritable he became, but he couldn't skip meals, and Wang Xiuli was worried sick.

Wang Xiuli could only pin her hopes on her daughter, Feng Yuhuai.

Her son, Feng Mu, had already been driven away with red eyes by Feng Ju for saying just one wrong thing.

That angry shout seemed to still echo in the corridor: "I am your father, have always been your father, do you think just because I lost an arm I can't discipline you? Let me tell you, Feng Mu, you'll listen to me for the rest of your life, or else get out of my house and pay back all the upbringing money spent on you, you worthless thing."

Feng Mu never talked back to Feng Ju; it was the same just now. He just nodded slightly, greeted Wang Xiuli, and walked away.

After Feng Mu left, the atmosphere in the ward became terrifyingly oppressive.

"Unfilial son, useless thing, damn." Feng Ju cursed more and more furiously, as if venting his fear and regret by cursing his unfilial son.

Why did I have to stop that Mask yesterday? I must have been blinded by greed, craving credit and advancement, ending up disabled!

Feng Yuhuai sat on the side, her head lowered, filled with worry inside.

The good news was that her father didn't die; the bad news was that he became disabled. Not only would he not be able to help me, but he might become an even greater burden than my brother?

If he couldn't even control Feng Mu anymore, what could be done?

No, no, I can't think like that. Even though dad is disabled, he still holds the title of Chief Constable; the Patrol Office, out of both sentiment and reason, wouldn't dismiss him immediately.

Even if the superiors at the Patrol Office were jerks and had such thoughts, they would have to pretend for a while.

Besides, dad's not the only one disabled; a dozen others were too. The entire Patrol Office saw it. At worst, dad could still get some compensation, right?

The family surely has some savings over the years, plus dad's compensation, and Feng Mu's monthly salary handed over to the family; my college and university tuition should still be manageable.

Yes, I need to ease the relationship between dad and Feng Mu. Dad likely managed to suppress Feng Mu before, but now, with dad's arm gone, Feng Mu might not be as obedient and compliant as before.

Dad can't treat Feng Mu so harshly anymore. Even though Feng Mu's salary as an Incinerator Worker isn't much, I'll need money for schooling in the future. Every little bit helps.

This family absolutely cannot fall apart!

Feng Yuhuai, indeed a genius, quickly sorted out the bleak current situation and future, trying her best to think of a way out.

In some ways, Feng Yuhuai not only had excellent Root Bone but also quickly adjusted emotionally and thought calmly when faced with issues. Overall, she was truly outstanding.

Feng Ju saw her as the family's hope, putting all the family's stakes on her. It's hard to say if Feng Ju's judgment was flawed; he just overlooked one crucial issue due to wishful thinking.

Tears welled up in Feng Yuhuai's eyes, making her look like she was about to cry.

She held Feng Ju's only remaining hand and gently comforted him, "Dad, don't be angry anymore. You're injured, and getting angry makes it hard to heal."

Feng Ju doted on this daughter very much. Seeing his obedient daughter's tear-streaked face, his rationality slightly returned; he must stay strong.

Feng Yuhuai soothed him with filial piety, "Dad, losing an arm doesn't matter. As long as you're alive, it's okay. Aren't I still here? As long as I'm here, there's still hope for the whole family."

Listening to his daughter's considerate and understanding comfort, Feng Ju's remorse seemed to lessen a bit, as if a stream flowed into a dry desert.

His throat dry, he hoarsely replied, "Yes, Yuhuai is right. As long as you're here, losing an arm doesn't matter; things will get better."

Feng Yuhuai nodded, "So, Dad, you shouldn't be so harsh with Feng Mu in the future. Speak to him a bit more kindly."

Sparked by anger, Feng Ju exclaimed, "He's just a waste, a burden to our family. It's not enough I raised him with effort, and he always goes against me, calculating in his mind. Does he think he has talent like you? If I didn't keep him in check, he might have caused trouble and died outside long ago."

Feng Yuhuai wiped her tears, hiding her irritation, gently persuading, "Dad, Feng Mu is also family. Only by being harmonious can a family overcome difficulties together."

Feng Ju opened his mouth to speak, while Wang Xiuli wiped her tears upon hearing this.

Since childhood, Feng Yuhuai knew how to speak, always able to hide her thoughts in pleasant words, making people feel at ease. This is also why Feng Ju doted on and favored her more.

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