Fang Zhiliang was speechless for a long time, as if she had lost the strength to speak.

Lin Yuan was very sad and asked softly: "Cousin, you say something, you can scold me."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "Why should I scold you?"

"I..." Lin Yuan secretly scolded himself for being a bastard, and he could not say it in his heart.

"My brother has never been picky about food." Fang Zhiran gently brushed Fang Zhao's forehead. Fang Zhao coughed twice and woke up.

Zhou Nianping heard the sound and hurried into the inner room with big steps.

Mu Changfeng and Lin Yuan were very excited. Fang Zhao was a famous figure twenty years ago and the most outstanding disciple of Yulong Pavilion. They admired each other for a long time, and now they finally have the opportunity to see Fang Zhao's true style.

"Brother, what do you think?" Fang Zhiliang suddenly felt a little scared, worried that the medicine of Wangyou Powder was not effective, and afraid that Fang Zhao would think of the embarrassing past events.

"I've had a long dream," Fang Zhao looked like he was not awake, and his voice was quite hoarse. "I turned into a bird in my dream, flying freely. It's so strange to prey on wild animals. How could I have such a dream?"

"Brother, do you still recognize me?"

Fang Zhao looked at Fang Zhiliang intently, searching in his memory for a long time, but it was a vague shadow. But the power of flesh and blood is so powerful that Fang Zhao felt a strong sense of closeness in his heart, and said, "I am so kind-hearted, I seem to have seen it somewhere. I seem to dream of you, being beaten by a bad person. I am very angry and want to protect you well."

Fang Zhiliang felt so sad and forced himself to smile, "We are brothers and sisters connected by blood. Your name is Fang Zhao, and my name is Fang Zhiliang. My brother has always loved me, and he is still worried and worried in his dreams."

"Who are they and where am I?" Fang Zhao's eyes glanced across everyone's faces, full of confusion.

Fang Zhiliang turned around and pointed at the three of them and said, "They are Mu Changfeng, Zhou Nianping, Lin Yuan, Changfeng and Nianping are our junior brothers, and Yuan'er is our cousin."

Zhou Nianping couldn't help but burst into tears, and stepped forward to hug Fang Zhao, "Senior brother, I'm Ping'er."

Fang Zhao also had a vague impression of Zhou Nianping. He hugged him tightly for a while and said, "Why does such a big man cry if he says he's crying? By the way, how come the person who beat my sister in his dream is so similar to you?"

Zhou Nianping was very embarrassed and said, "It's impossible. My junior brother respects my senior sister the most. No one can beat her."

Fang Zhao tried hard to recall the past, and bursts of headaches were split, "What's wrong with me? Why can't I remember the past?"

Fang Zhiliang said: "My brother suffered a severe head injury and had amnesia. My parents took us out to find a famous doctor to treat you. He will temporarily live in his old friend's home."

Mu Changfeng and the other two looked at each other, wondering why Fang Zhiqiang told such a big lie.

Fang Shi'an and his wife are not here, so it is not easy to fulfill this lie.

"Dad?" Fang Zhao couldn't remember his parents' appearance and was very distressed. "Is my injury so serious? I can't even remember his parents."

Fang Zhiliang smiled and comforted him: "Brother, don't be anxious. When parents found out that a very famous doctor, they would definitely heal my brother's injuries."

"As a son, it's really not necessary to have troubled parents." Fang Zhao moved his body gently, and then he realized that he had lost his legs. He looked stunned and sad, "How did I get hurt?"

"I was killed by a villain, and my brother was seriously injured to save me." Fang Zhao was too sad. Fang Zhiqiang had already thought of an excellent reason, "Brother loves my younger sister the most. In order to avenge me, I suffered such severe trauma. It was my younger sister who harmed you."

"You... are you a ghost clan?" Fang Zhao looked shocked and finally noticed that Fang Zhiran had been hiding in the dark.

"In order to save people, my sister accidentally fell into the trap of a villain and lost her life." Fang Zhiliang knew that the most clever lies had always been half true and half false, so she hoped to fool me with half true and half false words. "It was my friend who pushed me into the trap. My brother was so angry when he learned the truth that he killed his enemy for me, but he lost both legs. Is the little sister a broom star? He has made my brother suffer."

Fang Zhao no longer cared about his lost legs and hurriedly comforted Fang Zhiran: "Since it is blood-connected, it is up to you to do whatever you do. Don't blame yourself. Why is the elder brother so useless? He hasn't protected you well."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "I am already a ghost. When the time comes, I must leave. Brother, please take care of me. If you are sad and unable to extricate yourself, what will your parents do?"

"It's nothing if your legs are gone, your life is still there, everything is easy to say. It's just a little sister..." Fang Zhao was originally a person with a strong temperament. He was deceived by Fang Zhiran's kind lies. He quickly put aside his sadness, leaving only his filial piety to his parents and his pity for his younger sister. "How long have you taken care of me? Will you delay the good opportunity to enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

Fang Zhiqiang said: "Brother, don't worry, you will have a monk to save me. My younger sister wants to accompany you and talk well."

Fang Zhao was heartbroken and choked, "My parents are here, and their children are always with him. This is a happy family. How can it be separated just by saying that it will be gone?"

Fang Zhiliang endured the grief and said, "It is a blessing to have my brother accompany my parents. When I died, my parents cried so hard that they were heartbroken. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man to endure the pain once. Brother must take care of him."

Zhou Nianping said: "Senior sister is right. Senior brother eats and drinks as much as he should. Be happy and the injury heals quickly."

Fang Zhao raised his pillow a little and said, "I'm weak all over, and I feel like I'm not having much time. What if my parents are busy in vain?"

"Brother, don't be depressed and discouraged," Fang Zhiran tried her best to make herself calm and calm. "Brother, I lost too much blood, so I felt weak all over. People who are seriously injured will feel that they are not too long. Parents need your care, so you can't give up first."

Fang Zhao said "yes" and smiled.

He is a rare beauty in the world. His smile makes the sun and the moon look ugly. Mu Changfeng feels regretful and can't help but show his sadness.

Although it was a short conversation, Fang Zhaorenxiao's nature was fully revealed. Faced with the pain of losing his legs, what he cared about the most was his parents and sister.

Fang Zhao's life was a tragedy through the best years. In his best years, he lost the opportunity to achieve his ambitions. He was filial and righteous, but in the end he ended his father's life. He was moved, but in the end, under the plot of a person who was interested, he killed his beloved girl with his own hands.

Fang Zhiqiang let his last time spend in a kind lie, which was a good intention.
Chapter completed!