Fan Wenhong's heart shrank suddenly, and when he looked sideways, his father's righteous face was no longer bloodless and pale. He panicked, his thighs trembled unobeyed, he stretched out his palm and pressed the bleeding wound, the blood flowed out from between his fingers, and he couldn't stop.

"Dad, Dad!" Fan Wenhong shouted with blue tendons on his forehead and at the top of his voice.

Fan Yonghao closed his eyes and did not react. He felt his father's body temperature in his palm getting weaker and weaker, and the whole world was cold in an instant.

"Dad!" he cried out in pain, like a desperate beast letting out a hoarse cry. His heart was torn open a huge opening, the crowd of onlookers did not exist, nothing existed, and when he thought that the last words his father said to himself was "Son, I'm sorry", all kinds of silent love from his father in the past came to his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and he cried loudly.

Fan Wenhong was crying on the ground, but Xu Meng was very calm. He called the 120 emergency center as soon as possible, and after a while, the ambulance arrived, and after several doctors treated it urgently, they carried Fan Yonghao into the car and galloped towards the central hospital.

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Fan Wenhong didn't know how he got to the door of the operating room, he was piled on the ground, looking at the four big words "emergency surgery" written on the door of the operating room with a dull gaze. The red light flashed on the letter, and the light swept over his face one by one, but he didn't even blink his eyes, like a wooden man.

I don't know how long it took, but three people rushed out of the elevator. Two men and one woman, the woman who walked in front rushed over like a ball of wind.

"Wen Hong, how is your father?What the hell is going on?Who did it?" Aunt Fan Yazhen's eyes were red.

Fan Wenhong saw his aunt's tears flowing down again, "Auntie, my dad is undergoing surgery, I, I don't know what's going on!"

Xu Meng told the story again, and finally said, "We have been looking for Jiang Hongjie for many days, guessing that he has committed such a big case and has to flee to the province, but I didn't expect to hide it in the eyes of the low! Alas! Fan Ju is a good person, he will definitely get through this hurdle!"

When Fan Wenhong's mother Tang Yuxia heard that her husband had been stabbed twice, and the knife was fatal, she was in a hurry, pulled Fan Wenhong's collar and shook it back and forth, whimpering and saying,

"You, you! If you weren't messing around, your dad wouldn't have bothered, he was going to hang out in your place! He went to and from work well, could he be killed? Woo woo, you, your dad ...... I've always cared about you!"

"Mom, don't say it, Mom! Don't say it, I'm ...... I ......" Fan Wenhong grinned and cried.

When his father entered the Internet café, he was a little puzzled, with his father's status as the director of the bureau, why did he personally come down to visit and investigate? This is the work of the grassroots people's police! Now that he has figured it out, his father must have come here on purpose because he was worried that Jiang Hongjie would harm him. And listening to his mother's words, not only today, but also his father used to go to Internet cafes to see him! And he didn't even know it once! When he thought that his father's love was as silent as a mountain, and that he was still entangled in the past, his heart was like a knife.

There is nothing more cherishable than loss. Mother and son hugged their heads and cried, and the crying of sorrow echoed in the corridor!

"Now is not the time to cry!" Fan Wenhong's uncle Zhou Zuchong said in a deep voice, "Wait for the results of the operation first." Wen Hong, you are the pillar of your family, there are many things waiting for you to deal with, be calm!"

Zhou Zuchong is the chairman of Taisheng Group, a well-known entrepreneur in Delong City, many years of ups and downs in the business sea have trained him a big heart that is not shocked, seeing that the mother and son have no backbone, they hurriedly said comfort.

Fan Wenhong wiped away a handful of tears, "Yes, uncle, I, I know." ”

Several people sat on the benches outside the operating room and waited, and the time became extraordinarily long.

After a long time, the door of the operating room finally opened, and several doctors wearing dark green surgical gowns walked out silently.

Everyone gathered around and asked.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

"Is my dad alright?"

"Is he awake, Director?"

A doctor took off his mask and looked at everyone apologetically, "Who are the patient's family?"

"I, I'm his son!" Fan Wenhong's anxious eyes were about to pop out, "How is my dad?"

"He's got some complications. You have to be mentally prepared. He had lost so much blood that he was in a deep coma when he entered the operating room. We did everything we could to stop the bleeding and restore the function of his internal organs. But because of excessive blood loss, he caused a large area of brain organ death, which is irreversible. As a result, he is now unconscious and in a deep coma, what is often referred to as a vegetative state. ”

Fan Wenhong's frightened face was like dust, he grabbed the doctor's collar suddenly, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Impossible! This is impossible! My dad is not a vegetative person! How can my dad be a vegetative person? You, you save him! You are a doctor, you can save him!"

"Wen Hong, let go! This has nothing to do with other doctors!" Zhou Zuchong pulled Fan Wenhong away.

The doctor straightened his collar and continued, "It's possible for vegetative people to regain consciousness, there have been precedents, so let's take a look at other experts." The patient will have to have a full examination later, so you can't visit now, so be it. With that, the doctor shook his head and left. Obviously, the probability of recovery in a vegetative state is too low, and he said this just to give the family a psychological comfort and a buffer time to accept the facts.

Zhou Zuchong paced two steps behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Western medicine can't work, let's find a Chinese medicine doctor!" Xu Meng, you now drive to Liu's Orthopedic Hospital and invite the old man Liu Boque to me! The outpatient fee is ten times the price! No! I will give him as much as he wants! Go immediately!"

Liu Boque is the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, the province is famous, and from time to time you can see the old man Liu Boque cured incurable diseases and created medical miracles on TV. As soon as everyone heard that they could invite him, a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts that had sunk again. Xu Meng ran downstairs like the wind.

Fan Wenhong heard Liu Boque's three words, his heart moved, Brother Tao and Liu Boque have a lot of friendship, and he has also driven Chen Tao to Liu's Orthopedic Hospital a few times recently, and when he listened to the little nurses there, he said, "Dean Liu and Teacher Chen learn massage techniques." At the time, he was skeptical, but now he is like a drowning man who suddenly sees a life-saving straw, whether it is true or not, grab it first!

If Brother Tao's medical skills are really higher than Liu Boque's, wouldn't my father's illness be more promising?

A bright light flashed in Fan Wenhong's mind, he picked up the phone and dialed it, his fingers trembled with excitement, but the phone was never answered. Fan Wenhong looked at the time, Brother Tao was still in class, he ran like a 100-meter sprint like a staircase, and his mother's urgent question came from behind him,

"Wenhong, where are you going?"

"Find a doctor!"

By the time the words fell, the man had already run down the next floor.