The Rogue System [BL]
Chapter 195 - A miracle?

Chapter 195: Chapter 195 - A miracle?

After saying that, Bai pushed him out of his dream. Eric woke up in that dark hospital ward once again, blinking up at the ceiling.

Since he had spent so long deep in sleep so he did not feel sleepy at all. He was not able to sit up and did not have a mobile phone.

Eric subtly glanced at the guy sleeping on the ground. ’He might have one. Should I borrow it? Nah, he looks deep in sleep. Let’s not disturb him.’

He once again went back to just blinking at the ceiling.

Ghost boy was right beside him but he dared not talk to him because he feared it would wake up that cop.

’What else can I do when I have nothing to do?’

He had something he could do.

Cultivate.

The days he spent in that murderer’s house was not a complete waste. At least he was taught a skill, useful or not it kept his mind occupied.

He was not able to sit up to meditate though. so he simply laid on the bed and closed his eyes.

All of a sudden, he could see.

even though his eyes were closed, he was able to see things!!!

He saw small black specks fly towards him. The moment they touched his skin they all got sucked in by his body.

Astonished Eric looked at his hand. ’What was that? Is that a good thing or not? Eh, what the hell I’ll just do what I usually do.’

He continued cultivating.

Early in the morning, small sparrows chirped by his window side waking him up from his meditative state.

Eric blinked his eyes open, completely energized. Even the pain he felt yesterday was all gone. He was a new man this morning.

’Cultivating is not that bad...’

As he thought this the privacy screen was pulled open. An older lady walked in slowly with a wicker basket in hand. "Haohao, this is where he was all night. My poor grandson is working hard," she mumbled, walking to the bed side table before his bed.

She busily arranged all the fruit and food she brought along with her on the bedside table.

All the while Eric observed her. He already heard her mumble. ’She must be Haolei’s grandmother, the person I saw that day...’

He was not able to see that well that day, but he took a careful look at her in the dull morning light.

The lady had curly white hair that was cut short close t her ears. Her face looked quite similar to Haolei’s but she had a feminine look to her. Her chin was much softer and her eyes had a warm glow to them. She hummed softly as he arranged the apples in a bowl.

’She seems like a very kind person...’

Suddenly the old lady glanced his way.

Their eyes met.

"Omo! You’re awake." She rushed to his side and gently touched his face. "how are you, child? Are you feeling better? Oh, are you hungry? Thirsty?"

Eric shook his head. Since he was cultivating, he rarely felt hunger or thirst. Eating once a day was enough usually. "h-hello..." he whispered.

"Oh, darling child, nice to meet you. It’s really nice to see you awake. What a handsome face you have. You look like my young hao. He too looked like you when he was a teen. He was a naughty little nugget, though." She chuckled softly.

Eric couldn’t control his smile. Her one-way chat really made him feel.. warm.

"You woke up and that kid is still sleeping? Wait," she walked slowly over to the side where hao was sleeping and gently kicked him. "yah, wake up."

"Grandma.... Leave me alone." Hao mumbled softly.

"the child is awake,"

Hao lei instantly woke up. he wiped at his mouth awkwardly. "oh... you’re awake. Did you have a good sleep last night?"

Eric nodded even though he was awake all night. Awkwardly he looked at them both. he did not know what to talk to these two. He simply watched their warm exchange with a smile on his face.

The grandma had brought along some porridge with her.

With the doctor’s permission, he was able to eat it. After such a long time of eating only fruits, this warm unseasoned porridge tasted divine!

He gulped it down without leaving a drop behind.

"Slow down dear, there is lot where that came from. Thankfully I made a lot," she whispered, handing him a small bowl of kimchi. "Here eat it with this."

"Grandma he can’t eat spicy things yet," Haolei took the small bowl away. "sorry.. but you have to maintain a strict diet until your chest tube is taken out."

Eric nodded. That simple porridge was more than enough for him.

After breakfast, the grandma settled down on the stool with a knitting needle and started to knit. While doing so she talked to her grandson.

Eric silently listened to their conversations.

Suddenly a loud ringing of a phone disrupted that peaceful conversation.

Frowning, Haolei looked at his phone/. "I have something to do. I’ll be back in ten minutes. You both want anything? Grandma?"

"Buy a knife, ah. I forgot to bring one. I got all the fruits but I forgot the knife. How silly of me," she whispered whilst knitting.

"Okay. And you?"

Eric just shook his head.

Haolei left after that.

The grandpa paused with her work and looked up at him. "don’t be so uncomfortable with us child. Think of us as your family." She suddenly reached out and held his cold hands. "do you have a family? Do you remember them?"

Eric had no fucking clue about this original owner’s past, so he shook his head.

"it’s okay. After you recover, just come stay with grandma. There is a good school nearby. I’ll enroll you there."

"no, its okay. You don’t have to..." Eric awkwardly rejected her. ’your grandson is going to arrest me grandma didn’t he tell you that..... gods... I don’t want to go to jail...’

The grandma just glared at him slightly. "why not? I’m just an old lady living all alone in a village. Or is that why you won’t stay with us? You don’t want to say in that village where it happened?"

"I don’t mind about that, but I don’t want to be a bother to you,"

"Nonsense. You won’t be bother to no one. having you would be a great joy to us. My husband is getting on older but that brute of a man doesn’t realize it. Last night he went to harvest the ground nuts and guess what? He got back with a bad backache." She chuckled softly.

"Is he okay now?"

"of course, I gave him a warm salt massage. The man is good as new." She reached over and gently touched his face. "You don’t have to pretend to be a strong child. Take our hand. In his harsh world, it is hard for a young child like you to survive. Stay with us at least until you are older. Hmm?"

Eric thought about it. He was fifteen. No orphanages or foster care will take him in. because he was considered an adult at this point. And he had no cash or any skills to survive in this world.

’Can I stay with them for a while... is that okay?’ he hopefully looked up at her.

"That does it then. I’ll ask Haohao to buy you some clothes. What color do you young kids like these days? Pink? Or that bright green thing that is binding? Do you want clothes in that color? Anything you prefer just let him know." She gave him a warm smile.

Haolei came back after a while with a nurse in tow.

"I asked her to change your bandages. Last night you went to sleep so I didn’t want to disturb you,"

"Thank you,"

The nurse asked everyone else to leave and slightly lifted the upper part of the bed.

"I can just sit up," Eric sat up.

"No! you... you have to lay down," she looked at him in horror.

"it’s okay I don’t feel any pain around that area." He assured her.

Even so the nurse was adamant about him lying down. She removed his shirt and started to unwind the bandage.

Eric just looked at the ceiling awkwardly. His scene was much more familiar to him. In his last life, he had been through surgeries. when the nurse came over to help him dress up or to give him assistance, he would always feel so awkward so Aaron was the one who would do everything for him.

Just thing about his loving smiling face tears started to well up.

’Aaron is not one. Is he bai now... why am I crying.. I mustn’t cry.’ He subtly wiped at his tears.

"Oh my god!" the nurse exclaimed.

"What is it!" Haolei ran in. "is he okay?"

Eric too curiously looked at her shocked face. "Is everything okay with me?" he tried to look down but the nurse made him lie down.

"I’ll get the doctors." She literally ran out of there.

Eric awkwardly pulled his tie-up shirt close.

Soon, an array of doctors came about and stood all around him.

’Wow, I feel like an exhibition piece. What is going on?’

The nurse pulled open his shirt and showed his chest to the doctors.

"It can’t be! What is this?"

"Can someone explain to me without exclaiming in shock?" Eric blandly peered at the doctor.

"You... your sutures... they are completely healed."

"Oh, isn’t that normal?"

"No! this is a medical miracle!!!"