Chapter 4: Living Under Someone Else's Roof

From his memory, Fang Chen did not know the reason he came to the Xie family, as there were no memories of the original owner before the age of seven, as if the memories of these seven years had vanished into thin air

Fang Chen secretly nodded, as he could discern some insights from the old man's gestures and demeanor

The elevator ascended to the 28th floor, which is also the top floor of the inpatient department. This is a newly constructed building of the central hospital, which can be described as luxurious, and naturally, the hospitalization fees are not inexpensive

At the twenty-eighth floor, if one were to fall, an ordinary person would likely die before even hitting the ground, their courage shattered.

Ha. Listening to Fang Chen's words, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and laughed: "I never expected that after a lifetime of preaching, at the brink of death, it would actually be a little brat trying to advise me? Haha..."

The rooftop is quite large, and it is filled with various equipment, including central air conditioning, energy and water reserves, and more importantly, devices for purifying the sickrooms. This is something Fang Chen is familiar with; although he studied traditional Chinese medicine in his previous life, he also had some exposure to Western medicine, so he naturally understands these things

"Don't, don't come over here." The old man did not expect that there were actually other people on the rooftop.

Nanhai City, a coastal hub, was historically traversed by maritime routes and canals, leading to the natural prosperity of both legitimate and illicit trades in succession

The entire school holds this belief, yet in reality, how many people truly know that he is not a genuine second-generation rich individual? He is merely a "foreign surname child" living under someone else's roof

In childhood, one is unaware of the importance of status, power, and money, but upon growing up, one comes to understand it. Naturally, this understanding leads to a swift infatuation, resulting in an inescapable entanglement, becoming increasingly arrogant and overbearing, seemingly forgetting that one is merely a "temporary resident" in the Xie family as an outsider.

Fang Chen absolutely cannot do it. In his previous life, he was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Since he was young, his grandfather had said that a doctor can be unscrupulous or benevolent, but they must not stand by and watch someone die; this is the basic medical ethics. Without this medical ethics, one is unworthy of being a doctor

"Old man, oh dear, old man..." Fang Chen dashed towards the elderly man who was climbing over the railing

Sir... I do not care what you do, but regarding this matter, if I had not seen it, it would have been fine, after all, with so many people in our country, your death would not be significant. But now that I have seen it, do you think I can let you die? You really think I want to persuade you? My main concern is that you might jump off a building and cast a shadow over my childhood, and just look at this...

Stop, do not come over

Fang Chen thought to himself, am I still young? Well, even though I am not very old now, I was at least twenty-four years old in my previous life, and soon I will be twenty-five.

"Young man, you may leave, just pretend you have never seen me before." The old man waved his hand, his voice somewhat hoarse, yet still quite strong. In his gestures, there was an air of authority.

Political thought work ... ... Is it for officials?

The sound of a glass bottle rolling onto the ground came from a corner nearby

Moreover, the original owner did not inquire with the old master, and the old master Xie Dingguo did not mention it to him either. This is a mystery that piqued Fang Chen's curiosity. What could be the reason that he lived in the Xie family for eleven years? Did he not have his own home? Did he not have his own parents or relatives?

At the age of seven, Fang Chen moved into the Xie family, beginning a life of "living under someone else's roof." Due to the constant indulgence of the elderly master, Xie Dingguo, in recent years, as he grew older and gained more knowledge from books, he became increasingly arrogant.

Ding dong ding

After dinner, Fang Chen strolled back to the inpatient department, but he did not want to return to his own hospital room. He had a multitude of thoughts occupying his mind and sought a quiet place, wishing to avoid any interruptions from nurses, doctors, or even school officials.

Upon reaching the rooftop, the breeze of the summer coastal city is refreshing. Standing on the top floor, one can gaze into the distance to see the mountains, and upon closer inspection, the horizon of the sea.

On the surface, he appears to be a wealthy second-generation rich kid, with an endless supply of money at home, an abundance of snacks at school, and an unending supply of drinks

Fang Chen carried a wallet and a mobile phone, all of which were belongings left by the original owner. As he fainted, these items were also sent to the hospital and placed in the drawer of the bedside table. He still has money for meals.

Along the edge of the rooftop, Fang Chen gazed at this city that was both familiar and unfamiliar, filled with countless emotions. At that moment, he heard a sound that resembled a glass bottle rolling onto the ground

to stand by and watch someone die without offering help

Alas, sir, what troubles you? You do not seem like an ordinary person, do you? There is no need to resort to suicide so easily. There are still many beautiful things to come in the future. Moreover, if you were to die, what would happen to your children and grandchildren? Have you not considered their feelings?

"What the heck!" As soon as he turned the corner, Fang Chen couldn't help but let out a strange cry. He saw not far away, an elderly man was leaning over the railing of the rooftop, as if he were about to jump off. Even if he wasn't planning to jump, the way he was leaning over could easily lead to a slip, and if he fell, it would be fatal.

In modern times, it is also an important port city, with economic development changing rapidly day by day

In the evening sky, red is seen above and white below, reflecting in the water with a brilliant red hue, occasionally revealing a golden sea surface.

"Sir, please do not get agitated. There is nothing that cannot be resolved. What has passed is in the past. Get some rest, and tomorrow will be a new day." Fang Chen helplessly stopped in his tracks, approximately ten meters away from the old man.

The Xie family holds a prominent position in Nanhai City, with their family business encompassing real estate, jewelry, and import-export trade

In conventional persuasion, Fang Chen's eloquence is truly lacking. In his previous life, he studied medicine, not law, so it is better to provoke him. After all, this old man is an official; he must rarely hear such insulting words directed at him. Perhaps if he gets angry, he might come down from the railing to teach me a lesson, which could be considered a successful rescue.

Looking back, a young boy who appeared to be a student was running towards him at a rapid pace

"In the future?" The old man chuckled softly, "Young man, you need not persuade me any further. I have spent my entire life engaged in political thought work, preaching and advising others every day. Your eloquence is beneath my notice. You may leave now, and remember, do not tell anyone that you have met me."

Fang Chen's tone was unkind as he pointed at the bottle of white liquor at the old man's feet: "... Before you commit suicide, do you need to drink a bottle of liquor to bolster your courage? Since you are so afraid of death, why do you insist on resolving it yourself? Can't we discuss problems and find solutions together? Why must you take such an extreme path? You truly make me look down on you... Having lived for so many years, claiming to advise others daily, at your age, you have truly lived like a dog... If I were you, I would also choose to commit suicide; living is just a waste of food."

"Is there anyone else on the rooftop besides me?" Driven by curiosity, Fang Chen leisurely walked towards the source of the sound

He truly finds the past experiences of the original owner somewhat exasperating