Chapter 6095 No Fluctuations at All

Little by little, he slumped to the ground, moving his hands towards his pockets little by little.

In his pocket was his cell phone.

At this moment, he felt the threat of death.

Death was so close to him, as if he would leave this world in the next second.

He fears.

He is afraid of death.

I am even more afraid of dying alone.

How much he wished that someone around him could help him at this moment, stay by his side, call him an emergency call, comfort him, tell him that he will not die, he can live...

He stared in the direction of the door, his vision getting blurred.

Just when he was about to lose all consciousness, he heard hurried footsteps.

He tried to open his eyes wide, and saw a vague figure pushing open the door and striding towards him.

His vision was already blurred, and he couldn't see the face of the visitor, but his magical sixth sense told him that the visitor was his son.

His only son, He Chuanyang.

At this moment, the scene of He Chuanyang's birth suddenly flashed in his mind.

When the nurse handed the little limp baby into his hands, his arms were too stiff to move.

He seemed to be holding a fragile treasure, looking at the little soft ball in his arms, his heart also softened into a ball.

He once told himself that he must be a good father.

But he... doesn't seem to be able to do it.

After more than twenty years of busy work, the father and son turned against each other, and the only biological son wanted to sever ties with him.

This was never the result he wanted...

He tried his best to grab He Chuanyang's hand, his lips twitched.

He wanted to say... sorry.

Between life and death, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.

He always wants to be a good person, a good son, a good brother, and a good father. He wants to take care of everyone's feelings and let everyone praise him as an excellent and good man.

When he was about to die, he suddenly realized that it is impossible for one person to please everyone.

Many people like to say that the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat.

But even the palm of the hand and the back of the hand are thick and thin.

He was too confused, he paid too much attention to what he shouldn't pay attention to, but he ignored what he should value most.

He was wrong.

wrong……

When He Chuanyang walked to the elevator entrance, he suddenly felt palpitations, and a voice suddenly sounded in his heart, telling him to go back and have a look.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to follow his inner calling and go back to have a look.

Just go back and have a look, for him, there is nothing to lose.

Pushing the door open, he saw his father slumped on the ground, eyes crooked, mouth slanted, and unconscious.

He rushed over immediately, first gave first aid to his father with the first aid knowledge he had learned before, and then called the emergency number.

He saw his father trying to look in his direction, lips squirming.

He couldn't hear the sound, but from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to say... sorry.

He watched indifferently, without any fluctuation in his heart.

No matter how much his parents neglected him, he was brought up by his parents, so he would give them old age.

But it's just old-age care, no matter how much it is, there will be nothing.

The knot in my heart of more than twenty years cannot be untied by saying "I'm sorry".

He is almost in his thirties, and he has no shortage of "I'm sorry".

The ambulance arrived quickly and took Father He to the hospital.

He Chuanyang didn't leave for a while, and went to the hospital with Father He, and found the best doctor for Father He.

After the doctor examined and treated He's father, he told He Chuanyang that his father was very lucky. The stroke was detected in an early stage, and he received the best treatment. After a period of recovery, he will basically return to normal. left sequelae.