I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

Yu Wen leaned back in his wheelchair and glanced at the settlement figures on the back end.

"To Live" helped him escape poverty.

With the addition of shares in Weiguang and the book "The Old Man and the Sea," he truly crossed that line.

As long as they don't squander money recklessly, he and Yu Yin will never have to worry about money again.

Thinking about this, Yu Wen was indeed in a good mood.

After working so hard for two lifetimes, for the first time he felt that the future was no longer just a table piled with bills.

However, what he cares about most right now is not the house, nor the luxury he has only seen in GG.

It was his own legs.

The world's medical technology is advanced enough.

There are already numerous successful cases of spinal cord nerve reconstruction, biological spinal cord replacement, and neural signal bridging.

Even some wealthy people in the Upper East Side can regain their mobility after treatment, even if they are completely paralyzed.

When Yu Wengang transmigrated, he had already looked up relevant information.

But at that time, he closed the page after seeing the treatment cost.

Technology is not the problem.

Money is what matters.

Now, this most real obstacle has finally disappeared.

No matter how many tests are needed or what treatment plan is adopted, he is prepared to try anything as long as there is a possibility of standing up again.

After his leg was healed, he wanted to see more of the world.

Go to those cities that I've only ever seen in holograms before.

Take a ride on a real inter-regional maglev train.

Go to the west coast and see that sea.

Take Yu Yin out for a nice meal and buy her some things she wouldn't have bought before.

In his previous life, he was busy with work.

When I first arrived in this life, I was busy just trying to survive.

Now that we finally have the money, the time, and the opportunity to truly improve our health, we should certainly enjoy ourselves for a while.

As for writing a book...

Yu Wen opened the comments section and casually scrolled down a few pages.

[Teacher Yu, when will the next book be released?]

[After *To Live* came *The Old Man and the Sea*. What are you planning to write next?]

[It's been a whole night, why is there still no news about the new book?]

[I'm prepared to take the plunge, please continue, Professor Yu.]

Similar problems are almost everywhere.

Many readers have already begun to analyze, based on his first two works, which region he will choose next, what subject matter he will choose, and what kind of life he will write about.

Yu Wen's lips twitched slightly as he watched.

Next book?

He hasn't even made an appointment at the medical center yet, his leg hasn't been treated, and he hasn't even had a few good days. How could he possibly be in the mood to continue copying... ugh... continue writing?

He wrote books primarily to make money.

Now that the money has been made, the most realistic choice is to stop, finish what needs to be done, and then take a good rest for a while.

However, these words cannot be sent out verbatim.

Yu Huashi now has several million readers.

I can't just tell them that all I want right now is to get my leg treated, travel, and spend money to enjoy life.

After a moment's consideration, Yu Wen opened his personal feed and wrote a relatively formal reply.

Thank you all for your enjoyment of "To Live" and "The Old Man and the Sea".

After completing two works in a row, I plan to take a break for a while and use that time to sort out my next creative direction.

There are no concrete plans for my next project yet. I will let everyone know when I have new ideas.

He checked it over and, finding it appropriate enough, clicked "publish".

The number of comments immediately began to rise after the post was published.

Yu Wen did not read it again.

He closed the author backend and reopened the medical platform he had checked countless times before.

This time, the expensive items on the page no longer seem out of reach.

……

The sound of the door opening came from the entrance hall during the afternoon dismissal time.

"Brother, I'm back."

Immediately afterwards, another voice, deliberately lowered but unable to conceal its excitement, rang out.

"Hello, Teacher Yu."

Yu Wen raised his head.

Aunt Zhang stood at the door, followed by Yu Yin and a little boy wearing the same school uniform.

As the saying goes...

He carried his schoolbag, his back was ramrod straight, and his expression was extremely serious.

From the moment she entered, those eyes were fixed on Yu Wen, and she couldn't hide her curiosity.

Aunt Zhang explained somewhat helplessly:

"When school was over, the child said that he had already told his family and wanted to come over to do his homework with Yinyin."

As the saying goes, one should immediately add to it:

"My dad agreed."

After saying that, seemingly worried that Yu Wen might misunderstand, he emphasized again in a serious tone:

"But he didn't send me."

"It was my own idea to come."

Yu Wen glanced at him, then at Yu Yin who was trying hard to suppress her laughter, and had already guessed what was going on.

"Come in."

Aunt Zhang put the children's things away and then went to the kitchen.

Yu Yin changed into slippers, picked up her schoolbag, and walked towards the study.

As the saying goes, do your homework first.

As the saying goes, standing still without moving.

"You write first."

Yu Yin turned to look at him.

"Didn't you say you were coming to do your homework with me?"

"Homework can be done anytime."

As the saying goes, after saying that, he seemed to feel that the statement did not quite fit the image of an excellent student, and quickly added:

"What I mean is, there's still plenty of time before dinner, enough time to make arrangements."

Yu Yin finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

As the saying goes, her ears turned slightly red, but she still pretended to be nonchalant and turned to Yu Wen.

"Teacher Yu."

He placed his schoolbag next to the sofa and stood up properly.

"I've finished reading 'The Old Man and the Sea'."

Yu Wen was somewhat surprised.

"Can you understand it?"

His expression immediately turned serious.

"Of course I can understand it."