It was nearly evening by the time Walter came out.

He had given Reiss's a through examination and painted his wound. He also brought a lot of western medicine, and put him on a drip.

After hearing the butler's description, he roughly inferred the cause of Reiss's disease.

Through a preliminary clinical evaluation, he deemed that Bery tended to be somewhat depressed. In the first place, he had been locked in the room for a long time; only at the time to eat, he will be allowed to come out. Later on, it was said that Reiss was under strict supervision and not allowed to leave the room anymore because of the escape.

Walter had also seen the pictures drawn by the child, all very beautiful paintings. However, all his paintings pictured a young man in a white shirt standing in the dark. With his face in the shadow, leaving only his back in people's sight, which made it impossible to see what the man exactly looked like.

He also heard the butler say that the child often stood in front of the window, basking in the sunshine. With his hands on the glass, gazing at the sun in the sky, even if his eyes were hurt by the blinding sunlight, he stood there still. Maybe he was just yearning for the light.

The man who caused all this just stood by them and listened to what they said. In Bery's previous life, he knew too little about Reiss. Even during the only few months they spent together, he treated him really bad. He come back home every night; in other times, he did not really care about Reiss.

Bery's lips trembling, looked at Walter, with his eyes full of hope, and asked, "How is he?"

Walter glanced at him, and said, "What else do you want? You know better than anyone what you have done to him. "

Although he felt that today's Bery was somewhat different, he still couldn't help taunting him, "In short, I've tried my best. When he first came, I've told you that do not be so mean to him. Now, how do you expect me to save them? He was suffering from the likelihood of depression, self-seclusion, and an extremely poor mental health, lying in the cold ground for nearly two days! I'm worried whether there will be some problem with his ears when he wakes up! Have you seen the paintings he drew? Any of which is normal? Bery, I am telling you that if you really want him to die then never expect me to save him!"

Being a little excited, Walter was really angry about what he had done to the boy.

He knew that the rich people took the poor just as a way of recreation, but he didn't expect Bery will do such a brutal thing to him.

Bery was struck dumb. He heard the exactly same words in his previous life. How did he answered then? He just said apathetically with a straight face, "Can he be cured?" Anyway, he didn't care as he had a sea of money. Even if he can't be cured, he can find a new one. Later, he really lost him. The thing was engraved in his mind for years.

Bery collapsed on the sofa. He did not respond when the butler was calling him. He stayed dumb for a long time before he said, "I beg you to cure him, please." He lowered his head and continued, "I know I was wrong. I'll take good care of him when he get better. I didn't expect that things will turn out like this. Now, I feel deep remorse"

Hearing these words, Walter and the butler were surprised, never expecting that the person in front of them would say such a thing. Bery behaved like a different person today. The butler, who know Bery most, believed that he was really enamoured of Reiss this time.

Seeing him being so regretful, Walter also bowed his head and sighed, "You don't need to worry about this. He needs more nursing for his poor health. I'll give you a prescription of Traditional Chinese Medicine later. Buy them up and let him drink the decoction once every two days. I've put all the ointment for curing scars on the cabinet beside his bed. One of them is for internal use. Read the instructions and help him take it. He can't take it by himself. Tomorrow, I will come to check his hearing. He will have an intravenous drip of nutrition later. Don't forget to change the drop bottle to avoid blood reflux."

Walter talked endlessly. The butler wrote down what he had said one by one. In fact, when he said these words, Bery also kept them in mind. He got up when saw Walter was about to leave. Walter thought that he want to say something else and stood there waiting for him.

Who would have expected that after a while the man said...

"Thank you."

Walter just nodded without any response. After turning around his head, he smiled, hoping that for this time Bery was serious.

After Walter had left, Bery went to the bedroom in a hurry to see Reiss. Then, he went to the bathroom and took a bath after making sure that Reiss was all right. In the evening, he came back to the bedroom without even having dinner.

Wearing the nightgown changed by Bery himself, the little boy seemed not sleeping very well. The needle was still stuck in the back of his white hand. Bery went to bed carefully, lying on his side, propping his head up on one elbow and looking at him.

When he came in, he saw many bottles of medicine on the cupboard.

These pills were all used to treat him. Bery wondered why such a little boy could take so many drugs. Why he was so poor in health? He remembered when he first called Walter to check him up, he was told that the boy was weak and undernourished.

When he was in school, ordinarily he ate bread and steamed buns, and then drank some water. Reiss said that he will not feel hungry when the steamed buns are soaked.

Therefore, the first day Reiss coming to the villa, he felt full after drinking some milk. However, Bery thought that the boy was pretending, and then forced him to eat until he threw up. Thinking of that, Bery really felt that he was indeed a bastard!

When a touch of yellow light illuminated the boy's face, his side face looked gentle and soft, which made Bery can not help holding out his hand and having a touch.

He had a pinch on the boy's small and beautiful earlobe. His hair seemed to be a little longer, so he decided to take him to have it cut when he getting better. Although the boy with a long hair also looks good, he seemed like less energetic with this haircut.

After withdrawing the needle on him, Bery looked at him in bed for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help falling asleep, laying beside and holding him.

Outside the window, the stars were shining brightly.

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