When Lu Zheng learned that Cheng Wenfeng had an accident, he hurriedly rushed from work to visit Cheng Wenfeng in the hospital.
"Uncle Lu!" Cheng Wenfeng greeted Lu Zheng warmly.
He knew that over the years, thanks to Uncle Lu's help, he and his mother were able to live better lives.
It was Uncle Lu who brought him and his mother to the provincial capital, otherwise, he would have had no chance to attend school here or meet his granduncle.
Lu Zheng lovingly brushed Cheng Wenfeng's thin cheek, "Wenfeng! Are you feeling better?" He looked down, gazing at the boy who now resembled his best friend in many ways, and sighed inwardly.
If Cheng Wenfeng lost his life in this accident, Lu Zheng wouldn't just feel extreme guilt; he wouldn't even know how to explain it to others.
This child was his best friend's son, and he wouldn't tolerate anyone harming him.
