It was rare that Bingzhazi almost never took the initiative to contact him.
After Li Xianyu decided to get rid of Bingzhaozi's control, the relationship between the two siblings gradually reached a freezing point. After Li Xianyu moved out to live alone, he rarely went home. Later, when his sister went on a trip, she seldom called her, let alone seeing each other.
There really wasn't much to say. Li Xianyu couldn't help but feel guilty and timid in front of her, and sometimes even trembled with fear. Even after so many years, even if he was now so powerful that he could punch a monster with one punch, the shadow of his childhood was still deep-rooted. In the heart.
"Your father is dead, and he is waiting for your son to come to the funeral parlor for the wake." Bingzhazi's voice was neither soft nor charming, cold and cold, but unusually pleasant.
You can imagine the type of woman she is just by her voice.
"Bah, what are you talking about?" An angry scolding voice came from the phone.
"I heard Mom's voice, sister, are you back?" Li Xianyu's tone became more cautious.
After a moment, the phone was snatched away by her mother, "Li Xianyu, your dad had an accident and is in the hospital for emergency treatment."
Li Xianyu's nickname when he was a child is hard to describe. Before kindergarten, his adoptive mother called him Yuyu. When he was about to go to kindergarten, she felt it was not good and would be laughed at by his classmates, so he changed his name to Xianxian. This nickname was rejected by Li Xianyu himself when he was in elementary school. When I was in junior high school, my adoptive mother wanted to call her Xianyu again, but the cold-tempered Bingzhazi did so for the first time.
So the adoptive parents had no choice but to call him by his name. The adoptive mother often blamed the adoptive father for giving his son such a bad name.
Li Xianyu was startled and raised his voice unconsciously: "Rescue? What's going on? What's wrong with my dad... Which hospital? I'll come over now."
He got up and walked outside the house.
Mother Li quickly said: "We are not in Shanghai, but in Liaoning."
"Liao Ning?!"
Aren't my parents traveling abroad... Oh, that was a long time ago. They just came back from abroad and went to Liao Ning Lang again? My father is a small cadre of a state-owned enterprise, so how can he get so much leave
Mother Li sighed: "Your uncle passed away a few days ago, and your father and I rushed over to attend the funeral."
Li Xianyu suddenly remembered that his grandmother's natal family was in Liaoning, and his mother had three uncles. Because Li Xianyu's grandmother passed away when he was very young, and Liaoning is a long way away, he hardly moves around during holidays.
But for matters of life and death, no matter how far the journey is, you still have to go, so the adoptive parents each took a leave of absence and flew to Liaoning to attend the funeral.
"What's going on with my dad?" Li Xianyu said anxiously, "Is there nothing wrong with him?"
"I fell down during the wake at the funeral home at night, and I haven't woken up yet." The adoptive mother choked and said, "The doctor checked again and again, but no injuries were found. Instead, they found that he had multiple organ failure. Fortunately, it was mild. Otherwise..."
"Why is my dad suffering from multiple organ failure despite being fine?" Li Xianyu grabbed his backpack and strode out: "Mom, send me your address and I'll come over now."
"Okay, I'll ask your sister to pay for your transportation."
"no, I'm fine!"
I hung up the phone and knocked on my grandma's door. I found that she was not in the room and had gone somewhere to have fun, so I called her and informed her adoptive father of the situation.
Grandma said that I will go with you.
Li Xianyu subconsciously refused, maybe because he didn't want people and things in the blood world to have too much to do with his family, maybe because he didn't know how to introduce his grandmother's existence.
The adoptive father was the brother my father made in human society. Grandma said she had never met her adoptive father, but maybe she had forgotten. Grandma had lived for many years, and not just cats and dogs would remember him in her heart.
What if the adoptive father saw his grandma, even if it was just a glimpse, and accidentally saw such a beauty appearing next to his brother Baibazi, and a few years later, he saw his grandma again...
To be on the safe side, I decided not to take my grandma on the road with me. Multiple organ failure, even if it is mild, is a very difficult and troublesome disease. Once it gets worse, it will be over.
Li Xianyu left Baoze Building with a solemn expression, took a taxi to the airport, and asked King Thunder and Lightning to book a very cheap flight for him.
Arriving at Hongqiao Airport more than half an hour later, while sitting in the departure hall, he received another call from King Thunder and Lightning, asking him if he wanted to arrange for some senior employees to protect him.
Li Xianyu refused, and King Thunderbolt said that when you arrive in Liaoning, remember to contact the people in the branch. If you have any questions or difficulties, go to them.
"I don't look down on ordinary cats and dogs anymore. Even if I don't have grandma, I'm not an ant that can be slaughtered by others... Hey, am I bloated?" Li Xianyu lowered his head and looked at his left arm: "Is it your fault that it's affecting my mind again?"
Slime: "Bullshit, it's none of my business. Even if there's something wrong, it's Wangchen's fault."
Li Xianyu: "How much you hate Wangchen, don't wait for the next host to change your mind: everything is Xianyu's fault."
... ...
After arriving at Taoxian International Airport from Hongqiao, he was beaten severely by an airport taxi before the taxi agreed to take him to the county seat. When we arrived at the hospital, it was already dark.
In the hot summer of August, the sky is getting dark, and the temperature in Liaoning is very comfortable. It is not as hot as Shanghai City, which makes people wilted.
When Li Xianyu was paying, he found that Bingzhazi had transferred a sum of money to him via WeChat. He calculated the travel expenses and found that the difference in the amount was less than two hundred. Damn Bing Zhazi, you really don't give him any advantage at all, and you don't have the dignity and consciousness to be a sister at all.
He called Bingzhazi at the entrance of the hospital: "Sister, I'm here."
Bingzhazi reported the ward number and said, "Come up here yourself."
Following the ward number, I came to the ward where my adoptive father was. This is a room for two people. The county is not big. Even in the best hospital in the city, the number of single rooms has always been in short supply.
The adoptive father was lying in a hospital bed in a daze. In the next hospital bed was a middle-aged man who had broken his leg. His wife and son were by the bedside.
From time to time, the eyes of the father and son glanced at the cold beauty beside the bed next door. In a small county like this, not to mention the number of beauties, at least in this hospital, in the circles where they usually lived and interacted, they could hardly come across someone more beautiful than this. A pretty and outstanding woman.
If I have to pick out any flaws, it's probably that she looks cooler. She wears a white T-shirt, an off-white thin coat, slim-fitting denim cropped pants that really outline the lines of her legs and hips, a pair of dark red jogging shoes, a bare face, and a ponytail. braid.
This outfit is so ordinary, not even as good as some girls who are good at dressing up. Sitting there without smiling or talking, there is an indescribable nobility.
It seems that they are the golden branches and jade leaves in the Forbidden City, and we are just ordinary people living a small life under the imperial city.
Because of this unreasonable sense of gap, the father and son did not dare to look too blatantly.
She has been in the ward for a long time. During this period, when her mother asked her if she wanted to drink water, she shook her head. The only two times she spoke were on the phone. Her voice was the same as her temperament, cold and crisp, like a hockey puck. collision.
Then she would glance at the ward door from time to time. She should be waiting for her brother on the phone. When she didn't wait, she would frown slightly.
"Mom, isn't my dad awake yet?" The son finally arrived belatedly.
"Li Xianyu?" The adoptive mother was stunned when she saw her son. She found that she could hardly recognize the son she had raised for twenty years. His appearance was still the same, but his temperament and impression were completely different.
We haven't seen him for more than half a year. He has grown a few centimeters taller and is more muscular. As for his temperament, he is completely different from the other two.
"Oh, Mom, I recently applied for a card at the gym and have been exercising." Li Xianyu explained casually, and then asked, "Is my dad awake yet?"
"No, the doctor said he must be kept in the hospital for observation to prevent his condition from getting worse." The adoptive mother frowned: "If he doesn't wake up tomorrow, I plan to send him to the provincial capital."
"Well, why is this happening? Dad doesn't have a physical exam every year." Li Xianyu stared at his adoptive father. When he was young, his adoptive father was also a handsome guy. He was also the ruffian male protagonist who was very popular in female videos in the past. He recalled that when he hooked up with his mother, The smile is also evil.
Time is like a butcher's knife, his belly has grown bigger and his eye sockets have become swollen, but he has always been in good health.
"I didn't know, I fell like this after a fall." The adoptive mother said helplessly.
Li Xianyu felt Bing Zhazi glance at him, and quickly put on a flattering smile: "Sister!"
Bingzhaozi gave a lukewarm "hmm".
"Why are you in the Northeast?" Li Xianyu said aggrievedly: "You and your family came to the Northeast to attend a funeral and you didn't even call me?"
Although I am an adopted son, I am still a part of the family.
Bingzhazi was too lazy to answer him, so his adoptive mother explained: "It's a coincidence that your sister happened to be in the Northeast for fun. I called her and she just came here this morning."
It would be okay if the adoptive father's condition does not worsen. Once it does, even if he is rescued, there will be irreparable sequelae. Fortunately, he arrived. Li Xianyu planned to give his adoptive father a secret injection in the dead of night.
"Mom, let me keep vigil tonight. Do you and your sister open a hotel nearby?"
"Hmm." When she was young, her adoptive mother was also a fair-skinned beauty. She was a perfect Xiaojiabiyu. Unlike Bingzhaizi, who loved traveling alone and had to wear ponytails for convenience, her mother liked to wear ponytails all year round. In recent years, When I get older, it’s no longer easy to tie a girl’s ponytail, so I tie a knot at the end of the ponytail and hang it on my left shoulder.
"Mom, I told you that your hairstyle is very dangerous, don't put flags on yourself." Li Xianyu pushed his mother's hair behind her.
After he finished speaking, his eyeballs suddenly felt hot, stimulating the lacrimal glands to secrete tears.
"What's wrong with you?" the adoptive mother asked with concern.
"Tissue!" Li Xianyu put his hand on his eyes.
The adoptive mother pulled a tissue from the bedside and handed it over. Li Xianyu wiped away his tears and looked around with a heavy face. There must be a resentful spirit lingering in the ward, irritating his spiritual eyes.
I have long heard that the hospital is a "dirty" place that does not belong in a cemetery. It is known as the three birthplaces of supernatural stories along with the girls' dormitory and the cemetery.
It's true.
He looked around the ward and saw no resentful spirit. He was shocked to find that his adoptive father on the hospital bed had black gas coming out of his face.
Friendly mutual recommendation: "The Shepherd God" is a masterpiece by a nerd, with a grand world view and a powerful imagination. It is a very good book.
(End of chapter)