novelraw Chapter 1137 - 1140: The Man Who Controls Everything Stands Firm Through Wind and Rain 9
Chapter 1137 - 1140: The Man Who Controls Everything Stands Firm Through Wind and Rain 9
Inferiority complex? NO! The confidence he exudes practically overflows!
You pity him? Come on!
That noble demeanor, that graceful posture, that relaxed aura—he sits comfortably, nestled against the leather backrest of the wheelchair. That demeanor is no different from lounging on a luxurious and grandiose sofa!
And then there’s his wheelchair, custom-made, fully functional, adorned with gold and jade. His brother—so bold—actually modeled it after an ancient imperial dragon throne, with intricate carvings of dragons soaring through the skies. This isn’t a wheelchair; it’s practically a dragon throne!
He sits quietly in the wheelchair, emitting an aura of commanding presence. Under the sunlight, it radiates vividly. "Bro, don’t move! Let me take a picture to pay my respects!"
Gu Shaocheng decisively throws the book in his hand at him.
"Enough messing around?"
Nan Baihao laughs heartily, catches the "projectile" mid-flight, walks behind him, and flops into the chair that Chenxing had just vacated. "Bro, I’m not messing around. I’m worshipping you! My admiration for you is as endless as the never-ceasing waters of a mighty river..."
To think back to the moment his brother first needed the wheelchair—the turmoil! The anguish, the despair, the frustration—he even felt like the entire world was collapsing. All the negative emotions swarmed his mind, leaving no space for anything else. Whole nights passed without sleep, tossing and turning, wiping away tears more times than he could count. He thought his brother’s life was over. How could his brother endure a life like this, a life akin to being a cripple? The thought alone made him feel like ending his brother’s suffering, so he could live with dignity or at least die with it.
Those days were unbearable—no one could reconcile with watching someone mighty turn overnight into someone fragile, someone everyone tiptoed around to protect.
During that time, he couldn’t even bring himself to visit his brother’s bedroom, as if staying away could make it all feel like just a bad dream. Especially when his brother made exaggerated jokes trying to lighten the mood—those times, he couldn’t help but curse his brother in his heart as being crazy!
He couldn’t even count how many times he’d cursed him!
Over time, day by day, they endured and carried on until now. Watching his brother slowly pick himself up gave him strength to do the same. Before they knew it, they had already lived through Christmas, New Year’s, the Spring Festival, and the Lantern Festival—three full months passed.
In those three months, he spent plenty of time barking orders at the so-called experts. They truly treated his brother like a lab rat, daring to test anything on him. Trying this drug, then that one—every time, they made bold claims, and every time, it turned out to be nonsense. His brother’s hands almost ended up ruined. Once, after taking a certain medication, he broke out in massive allergic rashes all over his body. Finally, just a few days ago, they started seeing results. At last, he could use the phrase "treating the root cause" to commend the experts for once.
"Bro, today I’ve got time. Why don’t I keep you company and share a drink?"
Gu Shaocheng smoothly snatches the book back from his hands. "Trying to swindle alcohol out of me again?"
"Hey, don’t judge a gentleman’s heart with a petty mind. I truly think we’ve had a rough time lately. Let me grab the wine. Us brothers can have a good drink together. I’m feeling happy today!"
He moves like a whirlwind, rummaging through the house for fine wine, grabs two goblets, opens the wine, pours it—all in one smooth motion.
Then he raises his glass. "Come on, big bro, let’s have a toast! To your eternal reign!"