Chapter 1285 The Last Face
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Modu Lujiang Private Healing Hospital, beautiful groves and unique mid-mountain location make this hospital for special patients a luxury place that many people dream of. It is not the patients who come and go here the most, but the caregivers. personnel, you can often see an old man in a wheelchair following a team of maintenance personnel, and even the wind speed needs to be surveyed...
There is a huge ward on the fourth floor. Due to the fact that it was late at night, some of the nursing staff had already dispersed, leaving some people there to guard 24 hours a day. The two little nurses were also dozing off and looking listless at this time. .
"Mom, let me take you back, you are not very used to being here," said the man with shiny hair.
"I want to stay here," said the woman.
"It's okay, I'll stay here to take care of it," the man said.
"Okay...Okay, yes, I really don't know what to do without you." The woman looked rather haggard.
A home suddenly turned into this icy look. In addition to pain and concern, Bai Mingjing felt that his spirit was unbearable.
After the man sent Bai Mingjing away, he returned to the fourth floor, glanced at the man with scars on his face, and said, "Do something for me tonight."
"You can't do it yourself, can you?" said the man with a scar on his face.
"Do it after two o'clock in the morning. I didn't expect this dead old man to endure for so long." Zhao Yougan said.
"You are the coldest person I have ever met." The scarred man grinned.
"You are not qualified to judge me even a killer." Zhao Yougan snorted coldly.
The scarred man leaned against the door and watched Zhao Yougan leave, with a bit of unkind light flashing in his eyes.
He naturally has certain opinions on Zhao Youqian. If he hadn't taken over his job, his wife would not have been eaten by the island monster.
However, following Zhao Yougan is not without benefits, at least when he inherits Zhao, he can also get huge benefits.
Looking at his watch, Bacon lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.
"Sir, smoking is not allowed here,
You can go to the end of the corridor. ' said the sleepy little nurse at once.
Beacon grinned, didn't mind, and slowly walked towards the end of the corridor.
"Wait a minute, sir, we want to inject medicine for Mr. Zhao, please let Dr. Mo in first." The little nurse said.
"The access control is for you, go by yourself." Beacon threw the access control to the nurse.
The little nurse took it over, put it aside, and started sorting out the things needed for nursing.
It didn't take long for a male doctor wearing a mask to come over. He glanced at Beacon, the scarred man who was going to the corridor with a bit of vigilance, and quickly turned his eyes back again. The nurse holding the door guard nodded.
Walking into the ward, the ward is quite spacious and has all the facilities, but unfortunately the desertedness is revealed from every place.
The ward has floor-to-ceiling windows, so you can see what's going on from the outside. After the nurse came in, she immediately drew the curtains. The two family mages who were in charge of guarding seemed to think it was inappropriate, but the nurse glared fiercely at the curtains. Still completely pulled.
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"Thank you for helping me a lot." The male doctor said sincerely.
"You better hurry up, that guy will come after he finishes smoking," said the little nurse.
The male doctor quickly walked to the hospital bed. When he saw the old man lying on the hospital bed who was barely angry on his face, his eyes immediately turned red.
In Zhao Manyan's impression, this face has the majesty of controlling the entire huge family, and also has the patience and doting to treat himself, but now it has become such a dead tree, which makes Zhao Manyan instantly have a kind of breath. Difficulty feeling!
Taking a deep breath, the whole throat was sore, Zhao Manyan adjusted his emotions as much as possible.
At this moment, the face that looked like a dead old tree moved slightly, the eyelids opened very slowly, and a pair of dull eyes looked at Zhao Manyan tiredly.
Zhao Manyan was stunned and did not dare to speak.
But the old man suddenly became excited, and even tried his best to put his hand on Zhao Manyan's face.
Zhao Manyan was still wearing a mask at this time. He would never have thought that his father would recognize him at a glance in this situation. When the temperatureless fingers touched his face, Zhao Manyan could no longer control the shaking in his eyes. something, and tears fell down in big drops.
Zhao Manyan covered his dry hands with both hands, and he had a lot to say in his heart, but he could only choked up.
"Dad..." Zhao Manyan managed to adjust his emotions, but what made him stunned was that the old man's hand had no support at all, and it just fell...
Those eyes that were glowing with excitement were also tightly closed at the moment, and the old man's face was a little less painful, but not a little bit angry.
he's gone.
The heart does not beat, the body has no temperature, and he really passed away.
Squatting there dumbfounded, Zhao Manyan felt a huge wave in his heart, and his face was writhing in pain because of this emotion.
"You... have you been waiting for me??" Zhao Manyan looked at the old man who had left, and it took some time before he spit out such a sentence.
At the end of the World University War, his father was already terminally ill. The news that Zhao Manyan received was that he would not live for half a month at all, and, in order not to let his father suffer from the pain, they all agreed to let him stabilize in advance. leave……
However, it has now been more than half a year, and he is still holding that breath.
In order to wait for the news that he was safe, to see himself for the last time... He persisted in this torture for more than half a year! !
Zhao Manyan could no longer control the repressed emotions in his heart, and buried himself in the chest of this increasingly cold old man like a child and cried bitterly.
The little nurse on the side also sighed when she saw this scene.
I just saw one side, and I was separated. In order to see this side, I had to suffer day and night from the disease for more than half a year. I believe that this half year is far longer for this father than the life he has spent before.
Fortunately, he waited.
I can rest my eyes.
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"Sir, you still smell of smoke, you can't go in!!" Another nurse outside said loudly.
"The time is up, what's the difference between the smell of smoke and the smell of smoke for that old guy." The scarred man Beken smiled.
"How can you do this? That's a patient. As long as there is still a breath, it is a living person." The nurse scolded.
"You still don't know what I do, do you?" Beacon stared at the stubborn nurse, and raised the corners of his mouth grimly, "You are in charge of saving people, I am just the opposite!"
The nurse felt the man's terrifying gaze and stepped back involuntarily.
Beken opened the door, and his eyes immediately fell sharply on the face of the man wearing the mask.
"Who are you?" Beken showed strong hostility, and those pupils stabbed Zhao Manyan like swords.
"Sir, he's Dr. Mo, and he's on duty today." The astute little nurse said hurriedly.
"Take off the mask." Beacon didn't act immediately, just ordered coldly.
"Mr. Beacon, don't be so rude..."
"It's none of your business!" Beacon glanced at the little nurse coldly, and the little nurse immediately felt frozen, so frightened that she couldn't even speak.
Beken walked towards Zhao Manyan and ordered again: "Take off the mask!"
Zhao Manyan felt the strong pressure of this person, and his breathing became heavy.
Zhao Manyan recognized this guy. It was one of the two killers that Zhao Yougan sent to kill him. This person was an ultra-level mage, and Zhao Manyan could not be his opponent at all.
Under the strong deterrence of this person, Zhao Manyan slowly took off his mask and revealed his face, which was a slightly haggard but very handsome face.
The scar man Beken stared at Zhao Manyan, the murderous aura on his body suddenly increased for a moment, and after a while, the terrifying aura suddenly disappeared.
"I'm sorry, I haven't seen you before, Doctor Mo, right, how's the old man??" The scarred man Beken dissipated his aggressive aura, and put on a not very sincere apologetic smile on his face.
"He left, just now." Zhao Manyan replied indifferently.
"Oh?? Then I have one less sin." The scarred man Beken said.
"Let the family take care of the funeral." Zhao Manyan put on the mask again and walked out of the ward with a cold face.
"Don't worry about this, given the wealth of this family, it will definitely be a grand funeral, hehe," said the scarred man Beken.
Zhao Manyan took a deep breath again, but continued to walk out, and the little nurse hurriedly followed.
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Leaving the room and walking outside, Zhao Manyan's breathing became more and more difficult, and the tears that were held in his eyes with all his strength still fell like rain.
At the moment when the scar man said that disrespectful words to his father, Zhao Manyan wanted to tear him to pieces, but he couldn't do it, his strength was far from the scar man Beken's opponent. Don't even want to deal with Zhao Yougan, who controls nearly the entire Zhao family.
Like a walking corpse, Zhao Manyan walked on the streets of the city. At night, this magical capital was still blooming with flowers. In the past, at night, it would be the Guanyin that Zhao Manyan enjoyed the most, but now the whole city is extremely empty in his eyes. The eyes always see only the dark far side!
There is no direction, let alone the place where you really feel bright.
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Confused and not knowing where to go, Zhao Manyan only felt a black shadow drifting from behind him.
Zhao Manyan raised his eyes and found a familiar figure in the dark slowly walking towards him, with a pure smile on his face.
"Old Zhao, I knew you weren't dead." Mo Fan stepped out of the darkness, his pace quickened a bit.
Zhao Manyan was stunned for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face, although this smile was extremely difficult to see.
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