One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Was he so hopeless in the past?

Tears streamed down the Youyou's face uncontrollably as he choked. "Big Brother, Big Brother… If you think you haven't heard enough, I can keep calling you."

"You…" Little Yichen was at a loss when he saw Youyou crying. Feeling helpless, he struggled to wipe the boy's tears, however the boy was wearing sterile clothes and had a soft shield over his face, making the act impossible.

He could only say with heartache, "Don't cry. I was just joking!" Pausing for a moment, he looked in the direction of his parents. "What's wrong with you two? Why are you in the quarantine zone? I'd have thought that you're here to say goodbye to me!"

"Don't say such depressing things!" Pouting, Youyou gently pinched his cheek. Because Little Yichen was sick, he could not bear to use too much strength.

"Who's here to say goodbye to you? We… We came only because we miss you…"

Little Yichen was surprised by Youyou's words.

Oh God.

Was this the same proud and duplicitous boy? He actually said so outrightly that he missed him… This was too much.

Little Yichen pretended to be relaxed. "There's no need for that! I'm actually… fine! The doctor said that my condition is slowly stabilizing."

"You're lying!" Youyou pouted. "The doctor said that a little girl whose condition was not even as serious as yours has passed away…"

"Ahhh…" Little Yichen let out a short "Ah!" and looked at the boy in surprise and disbelief. "Do you mean Duoduo?"

"Uh huh. I don't know if it was this morning or yesterday morning… Her parents signed a donation agreement."

"No wonder. I haven't seen her for days."

Little Yichen felt sorry for her. When he heard that Duoduo's parents had signed the donation agreement, he could not help asking, "Did she really listen to me and donate the body for research?"

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her…" Yichen licked his lips and said bluntly, "If I really can't be cured of this influenza, I'll donate my body for research so that the doctors can develop a vaccine as soon as possible. This influenza is too annoying… even if I have to die from it, I'm not going to let it off easily!" The boy meant it as a light-hearted remark. However, his words didn't go down too well with others.

Youyou pinched his lips. "Don't keep saying the word 'die'."

"I don't keep saying it." Little Yichen pushed Youyou's hand away and explained, "It's not bad luck. Those who enter this quarantine zone are all seriously ill. I want to recover as soon as possible, but my body is disappointing. There's nothing I can do!"

Hearing this, Youyou suddenly hugged his brother sadly. "I don't care. You have to get well soon! That's an order."

"…" Little Yichen looked at his brother and sighed helplessly. He gently patted the boy's head. "Alright, whatever you say, Sir."

Mu Yazhe and Yun Shishi were deeply touched by the deep bond shared by the twins.

Heartbroken, Yun Shishi approached the bed and remarked, "Why have you lost so much weight?! I heard from the doctor that you haven't had much of an appetite."

"It's not that I don't have much of an appetite." Little Yichen pouted aggrievedly. "I have a good appetite and feel like eating everything, but… I throw up everything I eat. It feels like I'm vomiting lava. It burns my throat, and I get a high fever. I can only barely eat some nutritious porridge now."