The room was already sterilized accordance with the ICU being under care, no one was allowed to come in or go out for the time being.

“Doctor! Doctor. My brother....

“Don't worry. He will be fine. You just have to put your trust on me. But actually we have to put him under a sterilized room. He has all the TB signs but we can't conclude yet. We already have his skin test and blood test at the lab. You'll see him later."

“Please doctor. Make sure he is fine. He is the only family who choose to take me in? Please....

“He will be fine-

“Doctor Wang." An elderly doctor calls yibo or Lan.

“I'll see you later. Doctor Kang..." The two leave as Cheng limply sits on the waiting chairs praying all the prayers for God to help his brother.

“If your father knows, what are you going to do?"

“Uncle, you obviously know that as a hospital we should take in every patient especially a huge one like ours. What's the point of developing TB medication if we can't bring in such patients? And, I'll take the responsibility since he is my first patient of TB. You don't need to worry. Like how we always send feedbacks, this matter too, will be an agenda. If you excuse me." Waiting for no more say yibo scurried away.

As a doctor, their first priority are the patients. And he is doing so. What's the point of having a big and honored hospital if among the sick ones are isolated? That shouldn't deserve the title of a hospital.

Checking the patient's chart soft snorts and grants are heard. Yibo settles the chart on the table slowly placing his palm on his forehead, after he rests it on his cheek stroking it slowly. His other palm is holding a napkin that he wipes Xiao's sweating face.

“You are going to be fine. Do it for your brother." This time he grasps his fingers for encouragement.

While outside Cheng watches his brother through the mirror with sterilized gown, shoes with a mask.

“Are you hungry?" Asks yibo the moment he comes out.

“I'm not." Glaring at his brother again.

“Let's go and eat. I need to ask you some questions." Walking away hoping the boy to follow him. “I knew you were hungry and hospital food couldn't help at all. It's too diet."

“It's delicious." Eating more fast.

“Where are your parents?"

“I don't have one. And for brother Xiao I'm sure he has no parents at all." Reducing the speed of eating.

“I see. I don't think you'll be allowed to stay here for the night. You should go home. I'll make sure he is okay before I leave later at night."

“But I want to stay here with him. Can't I?" Asks Cheng. The truth is don't have a place to go. That is near. Sighing. “Doctor please. I'm asking you. Can you help me stay here?" Pleading at yibo.

“As a hospital that's the protocol and pleading them for you it won't be good. Is it because you don't have a place to stay?" Dropping his fork by the tray.

“The only place I call home is very cold, dusty and also it's very far. How will I be able to go back, alone, at night?" Lowering his head.

“You could've just spoken your worries and I'd be willing to listen and help. Then if you won't mind, you can wait till tonight we can go back home together."

“I can't burden you more than I did already."

“Me giving help is not you burdening me. I'll take you to my office so you can rest. Now finish up and stop sulking." Showing no signs of emotions yibo keeps on eating.

“Thank you so much. I do appreciate this." Keeping up with eating.

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“Dad, speak something." Mina sitting at the fur couch facing a noble man who's reading a newspaper with spectacles resting on his nose. “You clearly know how reckless yibo is? All he knows is to do things that he wishes to. Never does he include anyone on his decisions." She looks infuriated but her father pays no heed. Rolling her eyes. “I'm sure you'll remember about this one day sooner that what your son is doing would affect your reputation." Standing up to leave.

“Where do you think you are going? I called yibo over to have dinner with us."

“And you think he'll come?" Cocking her neck starring at her father.

“You know what I'll do to him if he won't come." Closing the newspaper placing it at a side table. “Sit down." Looking at her Expression.

“You just have to promise me father that you'll warn him about this."

“And you also should find as many patients as you could. Thanks to yibo soon we'll have the department known to many. Don't you find it nice." Thanking the maid for his tea.

“Do you think that you can do good to him because of his mother! You did her wrong, so why do you keep kowtowing to him? She is gone which you did the best thing ever." Seriously looking at her father. “It's time you let her go off your mind."

“Where did that come from?" Cutting chases with her daughter's gaze.

Though yibo appears looking at the two.

“Father." Giving his respect to his father. Glancing once at his sister yibo sits at the right side facing his sister as their father watches them both.

“We should go direct for dinner." Proceeding towards dinning room the two half siblings stare at each other.

“I wonder why did you obey your father this time?" Tilting her neck in a mocking manner. “You are just like your mother and don't think that father will stand for you. He has this guilty facial  whenever he looks at you..-

“Don't you think that's for the best?" Chewing his tongue arrogantly. “Beats me." Smirking.

“The hospital is mine. Keep that in your locust mind." Leaving.

“Are you scared? That I'm better that you!" Stepping closer to her. “I don't mind being better than you. Being greedy can't make you perfect it'll just turn you to a ferocious snake who will die by people's hands. Promise me, a snake dying under a person's kill, is very sad and unsatisfying. Which I mean, they'll beat the snake till they see it's demise, let's go for dinner sister." Straightening his head yibo matches leaving her fisting in anger.

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“Cheng, wake up?" Tapping cheng's shoulder to wake up him from his sofa slumber.

“Doctor, you are back." Fringing his nose. “I smell alcohol." Starring at him. “Are you the one?"

“Sorry I'm late. I should have shown you your room before leaving. Your neck must hurt. Follow me." Cheng heeds following him.

“This will be your room." Medium, cozy and simple. “Feel free to ask if you need something. There are just pair of pajamas in the bathroom. I just keep them in case. Sleep tight." Hurriedly he leaves even before Cheng can speaking anything more.

Going downstairs with his disheveled shirt, yibo sits on the sofa pouring himself a drink resting his back closing his eyes.

“Do you think that you can do good to him because of his mother! You did her wrong, so why do you keep kowtowing to him. She is gone which you did the best thing ever."

“It's time you let her go off your mind."

Sighing deeply. The verses kept tormenting him.

“Doctor. Have this." Opening his eyes yibo finds Cheng standing with a glass of melon facing him.

“Why aren't you sleeping? Not tired?"

“I think because the place is new to me. Have this. It's refreshing." Yibo agrees with him. Just like how he can't go back to stay with his father and half sister who doesn't love him. The house is cold and never warm like it used to be.

“Thank you." Taking the glass. "You can go now."

“Is this your house? You live Alone?" Looking around.

“Mn." Taking another sip.

“You sure is rich." In a low voice Cheng admires the sitting room. Although it's simple and cozy, to his eyes is something luxurious. “If me and my brother could live to a place like this, he'd drive me to school and of course the school would also be nice. Being rich is a blessing." Standing like an obedient kid.

Yibo all the time stares at him.

“Brother isn't lucky to stay in a house like this. But he got to sleep in a comfy bed at the hospital and a good room. I'll remember to credit your house after he gets out of the hospital." Smiling alone.

“Aren't you sitting?" Asks yibo placing an empty glass on the table.

“I should wash this."

“I'm used to do my cores alone. You aren't my maid. So have a sit."

“Sure." Sitting fidgeting.

”So tell me about your brother, you, your life."

“Nothing good you'd hear From me. Just poor or far from being poor. We don't exist on that chart. Me going for tuition. My brother is a food vendor, what he gets helps us in a way. We eat and I study one day to another."

“I see." Sighing. “At least you are happy. I see it on your eyes."

“We are happy as how we live. It's enough for us." Nodding at him. “But are you okay? My brother drinks white drink whenever he has low servings. But you don't fit on that." Questioning him.

“Work matters. But I'm Fine." Cheng studies him to know that it's a forceful fine. “You should rest. We'll be Leaving very early."

“Sure, goodnight. Don't stay up late."

Unknown to him, yibo only took a shower, feeling fresh he just sat over his small study in his bedroom and started passing through medical books about what he is majoring...