Doctor You, Changsheng, picked up a child in the mountains. The child cannot cry or laugh, it can only kill. Changsheng kept him by his side and raised him for three years. He finally developed a bit of a human touch - he could act coquettishly, he could protect his food, and he could tiptoe to clean him when there was blood at the corners of his eyes. Changsheng is very pleased: raising children is really interesting. Until one day, the child asked him: "Brother, you said that we have broken sleeves, is it true?" Changsheng:? ——Wait, am I being raised crookedly?
Purpose: A short story that makes people happy