The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

The little guy often gets lost in his imagination, imagining that when his dad wakes up, he will hold him and cry with heartache, saying things like he's been wronged.

But as they think about it, the little one can't help but start crying.

He lived in constant fear, afraid of receiving news from Cooper, dreading the devastating news that his father would never wake up again.

The thought of not having a father in the future made Wutu even more heartbroken and sad, and she couldn't stop crying. Her heart ached.

He couldn't help but think, what's the point of that? I might as well die with my father.

Wu Tu sighed. He had been sighing more often lately, feeling annoyed by everything happening outside, and losing interest in everything.

Seeing the little guy's listless appearance, Yu Jue was a little worried about Wu Tu's condition.

He was very afraid that the little guy might slip and cause some problems.

But the little guy shook his head firmly and said:

"I'm fine."

The little guy reached out and slapped his face twice.

Even so, the little guy still remembered his promise to his father.

He was determined to wait until his father woke up so he could witness him participating in the Olympics and see him dancing in that highest hall.

Upon seeing this, Yu Jue privately contacted Richard and the others for a while.

Richard knew the little guy's current condition just by hearing Yu Jue's description.

Richard, having witnessed the little guy repeatedly hurting himself, also researched the topic and learned that depression is difficult to cure and may relapse.

Richard thought of the little black rabbit's thin, frail figure. He couldn't help but recall the little guy's resolute attitude earlier.

During those twelve years, he was driven too far by the world, so he lived helplessly, using the strength of hating the whole world to desperately seek love.

At that time, faced with despair, all the little guy could offer was his life.

Furthermore, in the little guy's eyes, his own life is not precious, and compared with his family, he would rather sacrifice himself to realize his own value.

In this situation, if anyone were to leave him, the little guy would definitely break down.

Even Richard, who wanted to seize power, didn't dare to actually lay a hand on any of his family members.

Because he didn't want the little guy to bear the consequences.

But what if Winston, whom Ulva cares about most, doesn't wake up?

Even Richard felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of such an ending.

But he had sworn that even if it meant going through fire and water, they would find a way to wake Winston up.

Richard immediately spent a fortune to bring in renowned doctors from all over the world for a consultation.

Everyone who sees Winston can't help but frown:

"To be honest, the only reason he's been able to hold on until now is because of his extraordinary physical abilities and unwavering willpower..."

Richard sat next to Winston, watching a group of top doctors discuss various surgical options before finally deciding on a high-risk procedure.

The doctor said:

"We can do it, but as someone who was not born naturally through genetic selection, his physical condition is also different from that of ordinary people. We want a set of his gene chains for final confirmation."

Richard frowned.

Winston's genes had already been destroyed by him before.

Just as Richard was in a dilemma, he suddenly remembered the child who had been accidentally created by his family a few years ago, who was intended to replace the crow.

It seems Winston sent them somewhere...?

Richard thought about it and immediately sent someone back to investigate.

The child's location was quickly found, but when Richard went to find him, he was turned away.

Contrary to Richard's expectations, this teenager no longer craved any family affection and was unmoved by the generous rewards offered by the Winston family.

He coldly pushed Richard away:

"Do you want me to go back and save that man who, apart from blood ties, has no relation to me whatsoever?"

"I don't want to fight for any status, and I don't want money. I just want to live a good life here. No matter how much you pay me, I won't go back."

He no longer wanted to go back to that terrifying family that treated him like a pawn and repeatedly experimented on him.

Just as Richard was getting anxious, Wu Tu heard the news and rushed over to the child.

When Richard saw the little guy in this remote and underdeveloped place, his first reaction was to worry about him:

"What are you doing here? There's nothing here, you're not eating or sleeping well, just leave this to me."

Wu Tu shook her head: "It's okay. I've lived in places with even worse conditions than this. Don't worry, brother, I'm fine."

"And right now, the most urgent thing is to save Dad."

Moreover, he is now served wherever he goes. Even in this environment, the butler managed to rent him a nice RV.

Wu Tu felt that he hadn't suffered at all.

He's not some pampered, delicate young master.

However, when Wu Tu thought about the topic they had just discussed, her expression turned somber.

He didn't know if he could persuade the child.

But for his father's sake, he would grant the child whatever he wanted.

Wu Tu made up her mind and went to the child.

As I recall, the boy, who was slightly younger than Wutu, seemed to have completely integrated into the community of villagers.

He was dressed in baggy, rough peasant clothes, his face was covered in sunspots, and his skin had turned a healthy wheat color. He looked nothing like a young master, and now he didn't resemble Winston at all.

Wu Tu noticed that when he greeted the villagers and took care of his cattle and sheep, he was genuinely at ease and happy.

With just one glance, Wu Tu knew that this child enjoyed his current peaceful life.

While the black cat was observing the boy, he was also observing the black cat.

In the boy's memory, the soft and fragile little beauty has now become a stunning beauty.

Moreover, compared to before, Wutu possesses a contradictory temperament that is both sharp and fragile. Despite being in a high position, it strangely inspires more thoughts of offending it.

Moreover, Wu Tu's expression carried a faint hint of weariness and melancholy. This aura, for the townspeople who had never seen such a beauty before, was simply indescribably charming in every gesture.

The boy was also mesmerized by the sight of the black rabbit.

Until the black rabbit lowered its head and earnestly said:

"It's a rather unreasonable request of yours. I know you hate the Winston family... but he's my father, the most important person to me, so I'll do everything I can until you agree."

The boy shook his head at that moment: "No, no need."

"I will go. I agree."