One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

"Thank you for being part of my life… but please don't just leave. I've come a long way, to learn to love you as my brother. Are you going to just abandon me?" Youyou was a little agitated. "Mu Yichen, can you work harder?! Mommy says that the Capital Medical University has already developed a vaccine for this influenza virus. Hang in there and don't give up now!"

Little Yichen finally understood. He looked around. This world of emotions was not reality. Youyou was not really standing in front of him. It was probably just an illusion.

Was he… critically ill? Was it that serious?!

He had been in a coma for a long time. Even before his condition became critical, he had been in a coma. He had been relying on nutrient solutions for sustenance.

Perhaps he had been too careless in the past. He had always thought that this influenza virus was probably a relatively serious cold. Even when it worsened and he developed pneumonia, the optimistic Little Yichen did not take it seriously. He had confidence that he'd survive this critical period. He believed that he was the chosen one. The heavens would not make things too difficult for him! After all, he had easily escaped from dangerous situations so many times. This was just a test.

However, the deterioration of his condition was contrary to his optimistic thoughts. Gradually, he even needed to use the ventilator to prevent him from suddenly suffocating in his sleep…

From 12 hours to 24 hours of surveillance, from being able to eat liquid food to only using nutrient solutions to maintain his vital signs, he slowly came to terms with the fact that the flu was not as simple as he had imagined.

As the pneumonia infection deepened, it started to affect the other organs.

So…

Was he in reality now?

Youyou said to him, "You're in the emergency room now. Everyone's waiting for you, so you have to pull yourself together. Don't give up just like that, understand?"

Little Yichen felt a little lost. "I'm in the emergency room…"

"Idiot, don't you feel it yourself?"

Little Yichen half joked, "I really don't feel anything…"

If the boy had not woken him up, his consciousness would still be in the chaotic space and he would not know his exact situation.

"Youyou, don't worry. I'll definitely get better."

"I don't believe you! Unless…" Youyou suddenly smiled with tears in his eyes and extended his pinky. "Unless you make a pinky promise with me!"

"Pinky promise…" Little Yichen smiled helplessly and extended his hand with his pinky held up. "You're such a handful! Pinky promise then!"

"Pinky promise on a noose for a hundred years!"

When he was done, Little Yichen asked curiously, "Youyou, I find it a little strange. If you want to make a pinky promise, we'll just do that. Why do you have to promise on a noose for a hundred years?! Do you have to hang yourself for a hundred years to make a promise to someone?"

"Because…" The boy rolled his eyes in exasperation and explained, "In the past, money was strung together on a piece of string. It was like a chain. In ancient times, copper coins were difficult to keep together, they were strung for easy management. This noose is a metaphor for agreeing to something and not going back on your word. Do you understand?"

"Uh huh…"

"As for why a hundred years, I'll explain it to you when you're out!"