Chapter 1285 The last meeting

Style: Fantasy Author: chaosWords: 3243Update Time: 24/01/13 09:47:24


Modulu Private Healing Hospital, with its beautiful groves and unique mid-mountain location, makes this hospital for special patients a luxurious place that many people dream of. The people who come and go the most here are not the patients, but the caregivers. , you can often see an old man in a wheelchair followed by a team of maintenance personnel. Even the wind speed needs to be measured...

There is a huge ward on the fourth floor. Because it is late at night, some of the nursing staff have dispersed, leaving some people to guard the room 24 hours a day. The two young nurses are also dozing off at this time, looking listless. .

"Mom, let me take you back. You are not very used to being here." The man with shiny hair said.

"I want to stay here," the woman said.

"It's okay, I will stay here and take care of you," the man said.

"Okay... okay, you can do it. I really don't know what I would do without you." The woman looked quite haggard.

A home suddenly turned into such a cold state, with nothing but pain and concern. Bai Mingjing felt that her spirit could no longer bear it.

After sending Bai Mingjing away, the man returned to the fourth floor. He glanced at the man with scars on his face and said, "You do something for me tonight."

"You can't do it yourself, can you?" said the man with the scar on his face.

"We started after two o'clock in the morning. I didn't expect this old man to survive for so long." Zhao Youqian said.

"You are truly the most cold-blooded person I have ever seen." The scarred man said with a grin.

"You, a killer, are not qualified to judge me." Zhao Youqian snorted coldly.

The scarred man leaned against the door and watched Zhao Youqian leave, with a somewhat evil light flashing in his eyes.

He naturally had certain opinions about Zhao Youqian. If he hadn't taken this job from him, his wife would not have been eaten by the island monster.

However, following Zhao Youqian is not without some benefits. At least when he inherits the Zhao family, he will also gain huge benefits.

After looking at his watch, Bacon lit a cigarette and started smoking leisurely.

"Sir, you can't smoke here. You can go to the end of the corridor." The sleepy little nurse said immediately.

Backkom grinned and didn't mind, slowly walking toward the end of the corridor.

"Wait a minute, sir, we are going to inject Mr. Zhao with medicine. Please let Dr. Mo in first." The little nurse said.

"I'll give you the access control. Go on your own." Bacon casually threw the access control to the nurse.

The little nurse took it, placed it next to it, and began to organize the things needed for care.

Not long after, a male doctor wearing a mask came over. He glanced at the scarred man Bacon who was walking towards the corridor with some vigilance. He quickly moved his eyes back and looked towards The nurse holding the access control nodded.

Walking into the ward, the ward is quite spacious and has all the facilities. Unfortunately, the deserted feeling can be seen from every corner.

The ward has floor-to-ceiling windows, and the situation inside can be seen from the outside. The little nurse immediately closed the curtains after entering. The two family mages responsible for guarding seemed to think this was inappropriate, but they were glared at by the little nurse. The curtains Still completely zipped up.



"Thank you, you have helped me a lot." The male doctor said sincerely.

"You'd better hurry up, that guy will come over after smoking." The little nurse said.

The male doctor hurried to the hospital bed. When he saw the old man lying on the hospital bed with almost no life on his face, his eye circles immediately turned red.

In Zhao Manyan's impression, this face has the majesty to control the entire huge family, and also has the patience and doting towards himself, but now it has turned into such a face like a dead tree, which made Zhao Manyan instantly feel breathless. The feeling of getting difficult!

Taking a deep breath, his whole throat was sore, and Zhao Manyan tried his best to regulate his emotions.

And at this moment, the face that looked like a withered old tree moved slightly, the eyelids opened unusually 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 put his hand hard towards 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 cold fingers touched his face, Zhao Manyan could no longer control the shaking in his eyes. The tears fell down in big drops.

Zhao Manyan covered his withered hands with both hands. He had a lot to say in his heart, but he could only choke and choke.

"Dad..." Zhao Manyan finally adjusted his emotions, but what shocked him was that the old man's hand no longer had any support and just fell down...

The pair of eyes that were glowing with excitement were closed tightly at this moment, and the old face lost a bit of pain, but also lost a little bit of life.

he's gone.

The heart is not beating, the body is not warm, and he has really passed away.

Squatting there blankly, Zhao Manyan felt a huge wave of emotions in his heart, and his face was twisting in agony because of this emotion.

"You...you've been waiting for me??" Zhao Manyan looked at the old man who had left, and he didn't know how long it took before he uttered such a sentence.

When the World School Battle ended, his father was already terminally ill. The news that Zhao Manyan received was that he would not live for more than half a month. Moreover, in order to prevent his father from suffering from the pain again, they all agreed to let him stabilize in advance. leave……

However, now more than half a year has passed, and he is still hanging on to that breath.

In order to wait for the news that he was safe and sound, in order to see him for the last time... he persisted in this kind of torture for more than half a year! !

Zhao Manyan could no longer control the suppressed emotions in his heart. He buried himself like a child on the chest of the increasingly cold old man and cried bitterly.

The little nurse on the side also let out a long sigh when she saw this scene.

They had only seen each other once, but they were separated by life and death. In order to see this side, he endured the illness day and night for more than half a year. I believe that these six months were far longer for this father than the previous life.

Fortunately, he waited.

You can rest in peace.



"Sir, you still smell of cigarette smoke, so you can't go in!" Another young nurse outside said loudly.

"The time has come. What difference does it make to the old guy whether it smells like cigarette or not?" Bacon, the scarred man, smiled.

"How could you do this? That's a patient. As long as there is breath left, he is still alive." The nurse scolded.

"You still don't know what I do, do you?" Bacon stared at the stubborn nurse and raised the corners of his mouth coldly and said, "You are responsible for saving people, I am just the opposite!"

The nurse felt the man's terrifying gaze and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Bacon opened the door and his sharp eyes immediately fell on the face of the man wearing a mask.

"Who are you?" Bacon showed strong hostility, and his pupils were like sword blades piercing Zhao Manyan.

"Sir, he is Doctor Mo. He is on duty today." The alert little nurse said hurriedly.

"Take off the mask." Bacon did not take action immediately, but ordered coldly.

"Mr. Bacon, please don't be so rude..."

"It's none of your business!" Bacon glanced at the little nurse coldly. The little nurse immediately felt as if she was frozen, and was so frightened that she couldn't even speak.

Bacon 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. He was one of the two killers Zhao Yougan sent to kill him. This person was a super-level mage, and Zhao Manyan could not be his opponent.

Under the strong intimidation of this person, Zhao Manyan slowly took off his mask and revealed his face. It was a slightly haggard but handsome face.

The scarred man Bacon stared at Zhao Manyan, and the murderous aura in his body increased sharply for a moment. After a while, the terrifying aura suddenly disappeared.

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen you before, right? Doctor Mo, how is he??" The scarred man Bacon lost his aggressive aura and put on a not very sincere apologetic smile on his face.

"Left, just now." Zhao Manyan replied indifferently.

"Oh?? Then I am less guilty." The scarred man Bacon 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, considering how rich this family is, it will definitely be a grand funeral, hehe." The scarred man Bacon said.

Zhao Manyan took a deep breath again, but continued to walk out, and the little nurse also hurriedly followed.





After 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.

The moment Scar Man said those words that showed no respect for his father, Zhao Manyan wanted to tear him into pieces, but he couldn't do it yet. His strength was far from Scar Man Bacon's opponent. Don't even think about dealing with Zhao Youqian who controls nearly the entire Zhao family.

Like a walking corpse, Zhao Manyan walked on the city streets. At night, the magic city was still blooming with flowers. In the past, Zhao Manyan would have spent the most extravagantly enjoying Guanyin at night, but now the whole city seemed extremely empty in his eyes. The only thing you see in your eyes is the dim far end!

I have no direction, and I can’t see where I really feel the light is.



Confused and not knowing where he was, Zhao Manyan only felt a black shadow floating from behind him.

Zhao Manyan raised his eyes and found a familiar figure slowly walking towards him in the darkness, with a pure smile on his face.

"Old Zhao, I knew you were not dead." Mo Fan stepped out of the darkness and quickened his pace a little.

Zhao Manyan was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, although the smile was extremely ugly.