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The Su Family and the Feng Family had been old neighbors for years. Su Nan's parents were both teachers, and Su Nan and Feng Yang had grown up together as childhood friends. They had been in the same class since kindergarten and had always been especially close. That was why, in his previous life, Feng Yang had been completely unable to understand why Su Nan had suddenly gone mad and tried to perish with him in the fire, indirectly destroying both families.

Now that he had heard Su Nan's explanation in this life, Feng Yang's feelings became even more complicated. If Su Nan had not lied, then the Su Nan of his previous life had been reborn, just like Feng Yang in this one. And according to Su Nan, before his rebirth, Feng Yang must have ruined him. That was why Su Nan had wanted to kill Feng Yang after being reborn, even choosing such an extreme method as dying together.

Judging from how unusually agitated Su Nan had been while saying those things, Feng Yang could infer that he had not been lying. Yet from Feng Yang's perspective, Su Nan's explanation seemed even more baffling. After all, Feng Yang knew nothing about the tragic experiences Su Nan had described. He did not know whether Su Nan had misunderstood him, but Feng Yang had faith in himself. He believed he would never become the ungrateful bastard Su Nan described, one who indulged his wife in hiring someone to murder people. Not twenty years later, nor even after two lifetimes.

Feng Yang frowned slightly as countless guesses churned through his mind. Yet he obediently followed behind his parents as they made the rounds through psychiatry and traditional Chinese medicine, getting several prescriptions for calming herbal decoctions and Western medicine. When they passed the emergency department, he saw several newly dead ghosts standing blankly in the lobby, stopping passing medical staff and speaking nonstop to family members wailing over the bodies, though no one could see them at all. The new ghosts desperately tried to touch their families with their transparent bodies, but could not touch anything solid. They could only circle their loved ones again and again, shouting loudly. The piercing cries of ghosts filled his ears, instantly pulling Feng Yang back into a familiar atmosphere.

Tormented by the incessant noise in his ears, Feng Yang frowned and quietly looked away.

Feng Jianguo and his wife took their two sons to the orthopedics department on the third floor, only to learn that Su Nan had already been taken into surgery. They then rushed to the operating rooms on the sixth floor, where they found Su Nan's parents pacing restlessly outside the doors.

"Old Su, Huiwan." Feng Jianguo and his wife walked over. Yang Liu wrapped an arm around Liu Huiwan's shoulders and comforted her gently. "Your Su Nan has always been lucky since he was little. He's a blessed child. He'll definitely be fine."

Liu Huiwan tightly gripped Yang Liu's hand, and the tears she had been holding back finally streamed down her face. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let Su Nan go out with his classmates. If I hadn't agreed to let him go to the amusement park, he wouldn't have gone into the haunted house. Would he have been all right then?"

"Our Su Nan only just graduated from high school. He's only eighteen this year. If his legs really... how are his father and I supposed to go on living?"

Seeing Liu Huiwan so utterly distraught, Yang Liu could not help sighing softly. If Feng Yang had been the one hurt in the haunted house, she probably would have fixated on the same thing. When the Feng Family of three had seen the news report about the fire in the amusement park's haunted house, their faces had all gone pale with fright. If they had not promptly received Feng Yang's call telling them he was safe, they would surely have rushed frantically to the hospital as well.

Thinking of that, Yang Liu held Liu Huiwan even more sympathetically. "You mustn't think that way. Su Nan will definitely be all right."

Standing nearby, Su Zhenbang blinked his bloodshot eyes and looked at the Feng father and sons. "I heard it all from Nan Nan. It was thanks to your Feng Yang carrying Nan Nan out of the haunted house. Otherwise, Nan Nan's legs were pinned under that prop cabinet, and he was stuck in such a remote corner. I'm afraid—"

Su Zhenbang did not say the rest. A wave of lingering fear rose in his heart, and he did not even dare think any further.

Feng Jianguo proudly put an arm around his younger son. "Feng Yang and Su Nan have been close since childhood. He definitely wouldn't leave Su Nan alone in a fire. And it wasn't just Su Nan. Feng Yang saved many other visitors while he was running out. Later, he even volunteered to lead the firefighters back into the haunted house to save people. We couldn't stop him."

Feng Yang looked at his father, wondering who had just been complaining that he was impulsive, hot-blooded, and always eager to play the hero.

"I heard that Feng Yang even lifted the prop cabinet to save Su Nan. Were your hands burned?" Before Su Zhenbang could finish speaking, the operating room light suddenly went out. The doors opened, and medical staff wheeled Su Nan out. Su Zhenbang and his wife immediately rushed forward to ask the doctor how Su Nan's surgery had gone.

The Feng Family of three surrounded Feng Yang once more. They did not know the details of how Feng Yang had saved people in the fire, and no one else had seen him hold up the prop cabinet and pull Su Nan out. So the moment Su Zhenbang said Feng Yang had burned his hands while saving Su Nan, the Feng Family panicked. They crowded around Feng Yang, carefully examining his palms. Both hands were fair and clean, without the slightest injury.

—With the protection of the vicious ghost talisman, how could Feng Yang have been hurt? But he did not want to publicize that secret. So he explained calmly, "When I pulled Su Nan out from under the prop cabinet, the fire in the haunted house wasn't that big yet. It wasn't that hot inside either, so of course I didn't get burned."

Feng Fei looked puzzled. "Then how did Su Nan's legs get burned?"

"Maybe because the cabinet door was made of metal. It conducted heat quickly. But the outside of the cabinet was covered in rubber, so it wasn't that hot." Feng Yang lied without hesitation. Before his family could question him further, he changed the subject. "Su Nan's out. Let's go check on him too."

Everyone followed the medical staff into the ward. Su Nan's attending surgeon was also explaining Su Nan's condition to Su Zhenbang and his wife. The surgery had been very successful, and Su Nan's legs would definitely be fine. However, the burns would leave scars on his legs. Fortunately, Su Nan was a boy and probably would not care too much about that. Of course, if he truly did mind, he could undergo scar-removal surgery later.

As they spoke, Su Nan woke up as well. The moment he saw Su Zhenbang and Liu Huiwan standing in the ward, he cried out excitedly. Su Zhenbang and Liu Huiwan hurried to the bedside, holding Su Nan's hand and asking where he hurt. With tears in her eyes, Liu Huiwan said, "Nan Nan, you must thank Feng Yang for carrying you out of the fire. He saved you. He's the lifesaver of our entire family."