63. Unfilial Son/Phoenix Man (10) Third update (1/2)
The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Lan Xue looked at Wang Tie, then at Wei Mingyan, and gently pulled his sleeve.
There were many people in the ward and it was very noisy, but it was precisely because of this environment that Wang Tie's nervousness was relieved a little. The local anesthesia had passed, and the pain was gradually getting worse. Enduring the pain, he squeezed out a cramped Smile, "Sit down."
Wei Mingyan sat on the chair beside the bed. His face was always expressionless. Lan Xue sat behind him, clearly seeing her lover's nervously clenched hands.
Wang Tie has been looking at the young man in front of him. He is very good-looking, very similar to his father in his memory. He is polite and intellectual.
He was very warm-hearted and carried himself out of the car. He was also very good. He was serious and careful when performing the surgery. He was also very dedicated. It was obvious that he was growing up very well.
"I always thought... you don't want me." Wei Mingyan's voice was astringent and fell into Wang Tie's ears in the noisy ward.
"No." No matter how hard he tried to hold back the tears before, he still couldn't hold back the tears in front of the child he had been looking for for so many years.
With red eyes, he said, "You were robbed by human traffickers, we didn't want you..."
Wei Mingyan lowered his head, unable to see clearly the expression on his face, but his voice became hoarse, "Have you...been looking for me?"
"Been looking for..."
After listening to his words, the doctor who had lowered his head just now raised his head. Wang Tie realized that his eyes were also red, and he did not shed tears, but just looked at himself stubbornly.
"Aren't you afraid that you can't find it?"
The two of them seemed to be asking questions, with Wei Mingyan asking and Wang Tie answering.
"You were only five years old when I lost you. You were clingy at that age. I didn't look for you because I was afraid that you would suffer in a place where we couldn't see you."
Wang Tie was timid when facing his son who had been separated for twenty years. He thought about many scenes of father and son recognizing each other and how to make up for his son, but looking at him who was clean and bright and had become an excellent adult. , I dare not admit it again.
In twenty years, they have not been together, and they have no feelings of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. He has not shared in his child's life, so how dare he stand up and claim to be his father when he is an adult.
After listening to the man's words, Wei Mingyan pursed her lips and said softly, "I didn't suffer much. They were very kind to me and didn't hide the fact that I was adopted."
"That's good, that's good..."
Wang Tie smiled, burst into tears, and murmured, "That's good, it's good..."
He was always worried about whether the child would suffer or suffer.
When looking for children, he found the wrong ones one after another.
Those children were skinny and had wounds on their bodies from being beaten. These were the treatments given to children who wanted to escape.
Human traffickers are simply worse than animals. They control smaller children by giving them sleeping pills. When the children fall asleep, they will naturally not cry and arouse suspicion.
The older children knew better. If they were timid, they would only shrink back. If they were bold enough to resist, they would be beaten hard.
These people seemed to have no conscience. They were all born to their parents, and they would all have children in the future, but they used all possible means to deal with these young babies. Once, he heard that he had rescued a boy who was about the right age and had a baby on the back of his neck. But the scar was burned, and it was impossible to see whether there was a mole.
Wang Tie hurried over, but what he saw was a child who was dying, covered in wounds, and almost reduced to ribs.
This child has memorized things and has a smart mind, but he will not hide this intelligence in front of the traffickers. Those people know that he remembers them, and of course they will not let him go.
The child became a chicken to scare the monkeys. Beating him was just a trivial matter. He burned cigarette butts. When he was carrying water, he was splashed with scalding water. He was forced to kneel down and eat dirt from the ground.
They are no longer human beings, but beasts in human skin.
He has no ability or courage to hurt adults of the same age, but instead attacks children who are unable to resist.
Looking at the dying child on the hospital bed who needed oxygen to breathe, Wang Tie prayed through the glass window.
Whether he was praying that this was his child or not his child, he couldn't tell.
He really wanted to find his child, but if the child who had suffered the most suffering in the world was his son, Wang Tie didn't even know if he could bear it.
The results came out and it was not his child.
Wang Tie's heart was heavy and he couldn't help but wonder if his child would also suffer like this...
The kid was really smart. He handed over what he had written down to the police. The trafficker's lair was destroyed and the children inside were rescued one by one.
They were frightened and were hugged by the police. Only when they knew they were safe did they dare to cry.
Not many of the police officers present were married, so they used unskilled methods to hold the children, patting them on the back and coaxing them.
Even though it may be uncomfortable to be hugged, subconsciously, the children know that this is someone who is good to them. They purse their mouths, grab the police sleeves and cry loudly.
When Wang Tie arrived, the children were crying in tenderness and grievance. The parents of the children who were notified were overjoyed. They took the children and cried and laughed, and kept thanking the police.
Wang Tie was not among them. He watched the two couples ask panicked questions from a distance. When he got the answers, his eyes suddenly burst into great sadness, and he knew what they had got.
Human traffickers don't pay too much attention to children. The older ones are fine, but the younger ones can get sick with just a little negligence. If the child is sick, they will only see it by their own doctor. If the child is not good, they will not treat it.
The child was naturally gone.
They would rather watch their child die than take the risk of taking him to the hospital. Even if the child's parents are willing to give up all their belongings in exchange for his health, in their eyes, this is just a commodity.
Wang Tie is not the only father looking for his child. In the past twenty years, he has seen and heard a lot.
The more I searched, the colder my heart became.
Every time there was news, he would rush over. After knowing that it was not true, he could not sleep a wink that night.
He would rather shorten his life and use his own life to exchange for the safety of his children.
Even if we can't find him, even if he never sees us again, as long as he's safe, he'll be safe...
And now, his child is back.
He has not endured hardship, has a pair of parents who regard him as his own, and is well-educated. He is an excellent doctor and has a bright future.
Wei Mingyan sat beside his bed and whispered about his childhood.
He has excellent grades and is loved by his parents. He is the child with the most books in the class. He also uses his pocket money to buy himself papers. The teacher said that his classmates are envious of him.
Growing up, other children's parents didn't support their interests and hobbies very much, but his parents were very supportive. They bought him whatever books he wanted. They even set aside a room in the house as a study room for him. .
Listening to Wei Mingyan describe his life, Wang Tie smiled with satisfaction despite the pain in his body.
In the end, he seemed to only be able to say this sentence, "It's pretty good..."
His children did not suffer.
Be happy, peaceful and joyful.
very nice.
***
Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Wang Yulin finally drove to the hospital.
He was a little confused as to why they met here. Didn't he say that his brother was a doctor in City A?
Wan Youlan put down her phone, looking a little nervous.
"He clearly said he would come down and pick us up."
Wang Yulin parked the car and said, "Aunt, don't be so nervous. My uncle is here."
His attitude towards this childhood playmate, who had been away from his parents for twenty years and should now be an adult, was still not very optimistic.
Although blood is thicker than water, after all, they have been separated for so many years, and the time lost cannot be made up for.
But seeing Aunt Wan's happy hands not knowing where to place them, he swallowed those words back.
Forget it, with him watching, nothing can go wrong.
Not long after the two of them went to the hall, two young men came down the stairs.
The man is gentle and handsome, with a cool temperament, and the girl is pretty and cute, holding her arm on the man's shoulder and looking very dependent.
Wang Yulin's eyes lit up when he saw them. These two people were so good-looking. Just by standing in the hall, the originally dark hall seemed to be a lot brighter.
It’s really rare that such a good-looking person can grow out of such a poor and remote country...
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw two people walking over.
Wan Youlan seemed to have noticed it, staring at the handsome young man in front of her, who was slender and a head taller than her, with trembling lips and speechless words.
"We'll pick you up."
Wei Mingyan looked at the excited middle-aged woman in front of him and clenched his hands nervously, but he still didn't shout out "Mom". After Lan Xue felt it, she gently squeezed his palm to express encouragement.
The beautiful girl raised her smile and said to the person in front of her, "Auntie, let's go up first."
Because it was already late at night, they went to the hospital's office. The three of them sat down, all looking a little reserved.
Wan Youlan took out the bag she had been carrying with her, her hands shaking nervously, and took out a folded, boxy sweater.
"It's early autumn soon. I knitted you a thin sweater. Let's see if it fits you..."
She didn't even know what she was talking about, only her hand holding the sweater was shaking violently.
Wang Yulin was a little speechless. Although they were mother and son, this was the first time they met. Is it really okay to just give him a sweater without asking what happened in the past years?
Wei Mingyan looked at Wan Youlan's hands. They were dry and thin, with deflated veins, and the palms were covered with calluses. These were hands caused by long-term labor.
The sweater in her hand is light yellow and looks extremely soft. It is all knitted stitch by stitch by Wan Youlan.
The eyes of this mother, who was clearly less than fifty but looked a bit old, were full of hope and timidity.
She loved her child, but she didn't know how to get along with him after being separated for so long.
As I thought about it, I estimated his age and height and made him a piece of clothing, hoping to find it and give it to him.
She thought about it for twenty years and made hundreds of clothes, from small to large, from short to tall.
In the original world, Wan Youlan thought about sending the clothes to let the child know that they had not abandoned him, that they had been looking for him and never gave up.
She just wanted to take a look.
Look at what your child looks like now, and hope that he can take over that dress.
Then the sweater she had been knitting all night was thrown on the floor.
Her child said, "Whoever wants to be your son doesn't care who he is."
Now, in front of Wei Mingyan was a light yellow sweater, and Wan Youlan felt timid again while being nervous.
He didn't seem to be short of money, so why would he fall in love with what she did.
The mother, who had been separated from her son for twenty years, felt a little low on self-esteem and wanted to take her clothes back out of frustration.
A slender and beautiful hand fell on the light yellow sweater. Wan Youlan looked over and saw the handsome young man showing a faint smile.
Very light, but very beautiful.
"Thank you, I like it very much."
She covered the tears in her eyes and smiled contentedly.
The author has something to say: Get the third update!
This is simply too difficult! too difficult!
I want to take off all the flags on my body and put them all into hedgehogs!
In this chapter, thirty little angels are randomly given red envelopes. The funds for the red envelopes are provided by Chenwei, the author next door, because she lost to me in coding, hohohohoho (although I also lost once before, but it doesn’t matter!