The Brother from the Past Life

They traced it to the female servant, Wang Lin. The medical fees were used to treat her brother.

Wang Lin was the one who had harmed her along with Song Youyou. Song Jiaren remembered hearing Song Youyou mention something about her brother's medical fees in her daze and had a plan.

Song Meiyu put down the phone and said with a gratified expression, "Youyou is such a kind child to want to help people. Most importantly, she didn't take credit for it. If we hadn't checked this time, we wouldn't have known that this child helped Wang Lin behind our back."

Song Jiaren looked at her innocent mother speechlessly. If she knew that this was the hush money Song Youyou gave her after she tried to kill her, she wondered if she could still praise her.

Song Jiaren decided to give up on discussing this matter with the brainwashed Song Meiyu. She was prepared to find the evidence herself and show it to Song Meiyu. She didn't believe that Song Meiyu would believe that Song Youyou was a good child in front of the evidence.

Song Jiaren went to Shengli Hospital. This was the hospital Wang Lin's brother was staying in.

She had already found out which ward Wang Lin's brother was staying in. When she arrived at the hospital, she went straight to Room 322 on the second floor.

In the ward, a thin and weak youth was half lying on the bed when he heard a voice from outside the room. "Are you here, sis?"

Song Jiaren stopped in her tracks and looked at the young man's face. She held her breath. This young man…

"Yinzhi…" Song Jiaren called out.

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, the young man was slightly stunned. Realizing that this person was not his sister, he asked again, "Who are you?"

Song Jiaren didn't reply. This youth looked exactly the same as the younger boy she had befriended in her previous world. If he wasn't a little thinner, Song Jiaren wouldn't have been able to tell if she had transmigrated or not. She took a closer look and realized that this youth was blind.

She didn't say anything for a long time. The young man frowned in confusion.

Song Jiaren didn't want to involve this youth in her grudges, so she said, "I'm visiting you in your sister's place."

The young man didn't suspect anything. He said happily, "Really? That's great. I don't have many friends in the hospital. You're the first person besides my sister to talk to me."

This young man, who was only eleven or twelve years old, looked somewhat haggard when he smiled. Although his vacant eyes could not be seen, he still stubbornly looked in Song Jiaren's direction. It was as if he was afraid that if he did something wrong, he would let this 'friend' who had not come easily leave.

When Song Jiaren came, she thought that she must find Wang Lin and ask her to testify against Song Youyou. But after seeing this young man, she suddenly didn't want him to get involved in this matter.

The reason was that this young man looked too much like her younger brother from her previous life.

It was as if Song Jiaren had really been entrusted by his sister to come and chat with him. After sitting in the hospital and chatting with him for an entire afternoon, Song Jiaren also learned that this young man was called Wang Yifan.

He and Wang Lin grew up together in the orphanage, but because of his eyes, he had never been adopted. Fortunately, Wang Lin had been very good to him since childhood by taking care of him like a biological sister. She even gave up the chance to be adopted because she was worried that he would be bullied without her care.

When Wang Yifan talked about Wang Lin, he was filled with gratitude and regret. He had always felt that he was a burden to Wang Lin, but he did not dare to say that to her.

"Am I talking too much? I don't usually talk so much, but for some reason, I feel like I know you very well," Wang Yifan said shyly when realizing that he had been the one talking the whole afternoon.

Song Jiaren shook her head, but then she remembered that the young man couldn't see her and said, "It's okay, I like hearing you talk."

The straightforward compliment made the teenager blush slightly.

Wang Lin hurried over with the lunch box. When she entered and saw Song Jiaren sitting by the bed, her face turned pale and she froze on the spot. She quickly looked at Wang Yifan and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that he was fine.

She called out with a pale face, "Missy."