Chapter 127: The Death of My Father (I)

(a)

After the counterattack, my father was carried back to Zhuangji. Seeing the bloody father being carried into the mansion, the family immediately cried.

I've never seen my father like this.

Dr. Sun examined his injuries, and the wolf-tooth arrow, which happened to come through the seam of the shoulder of the armor, completely penetrated his lungs, and exposed the arrow from his back, and the main blood vessel near the heart, only a fraction of a centimeter. The Begi people's wolf tooth arrows are notoriously vicious, this kind of arrows are with wolf tooth barbs, after shooting, like petals on all sides of the barb, will hook a large amount of flesh or entire organs, so that the wound surface is multiplied, the degree of injury is aggravated, and the difficulty of removing the arrow with surgery is greatly increased. However, the heavy bleeding left Dr. Sun with no choice. Dr. Sun had no choice but to risk his father's thoracotomy surgery. Before starting the operation, my father's last explanation was not to report to you who were recuperating in Qingchuan, and never let you know.

The operation lasted several hours. After digging out almost half of the lobes of his lungs, Dr. Sun took the arrows of the wolf's tooth arrows out of his father's body. After the operation, one side of my father's chest had collapsed significantly. There is only half of his life left.

At such an age, after suffering such a heavy blow, everyone is worried that my father may not be able to bear it.

Because there was no one in charge at home, Dr. Sun decided to let people go to Linshui to report to Uncle Ding Youren.

(b)

Uncle Ding Youren quickly came when he heard the news.

After his father sobered up, he had a separate conversation with Uncle Ding Youren.

My father was prepared for the worst, he explained the future of the family to Uncle Ding Youren one by one, and specially instructed him not to report to you in Qingchuan. Even if he dies, don't mourn Qingchuan immediately.

He is very worried that this news will make you emotionally turbulent and uneasy, and it will stimulate you to have another seizure, which will lead to the undoing of previous treatments.

He told Uncle Ding Youren that if he doesn't live long, you won't change if you rush back, but it will make you more tired and put you in danger. He asked Uncle Ding Youren not to be shackled and influenced by those stereotypes, and to think about your health in everything. He said that he didn't want to let you fall into such terrible physical and mental torment again because of himself.

Uncle Ding Youren tearfully accepted his father's request, promising that he would help him take care of the family house, take care of all kinds of things after his death, and try to let you know the unfortunate news slowly after confirming that you have recovered, and persuade you not to be too sad.

(c)

This serious injury, like the last straw, completely crushed my father's aging body.

After the beginning of spring, the weather was hot and cold, capricious, and my father's injuries became more and more serious, and because of his weak body, he contracted a severe cold, which later developed into pneumonia. The condition of the whole lungs is very bad. Dr. Sun lived in the house day and night, trying his best to save and take care of him, but the situation became less and less optimistic. During this time, I couldn't untie my clothes and stood guard in front of my father's bed day and night. I am also the only relative who guards him.

I cried many times and begged my father to lift my aunt's grounding so that she could have the opportunity to take care of him.

But my father said many times that he never wanted to see his aunt again. My aunt was not particularly active in asking to come and take care of my father. My aunt didn't want to be with me at all, guarding my father's side together. How much my father didn't want to face my aunt, how much my aunt didn't want to see me again.

Their love, which had lasted for many years, had quickly decayed to such an extent because of me. I felt unspeakable guilt.

(iv)

When the first spring flood in Han arrived, my father knew that he was dying.

The father had two sons, but when he died, one son was not around.

The eldest brother really wanted to see his father one last time. He took a detour to bring a word of plea.

But his father didn't give him a chance. The father insisted on his original intention, resolutely refused him to leave the house, and replied to him that the Cui family no longer had his son.

The father's last firm refusal plunged the eldest brother into complete despair. In that despair, he embarked on the wrong path that led to all destruction.

Father actually wants to see you. But he's more worried about your body. He hesitated and hesitated, hesitated and hesitated, and in the end he still didn't send someone to Qingchuan to call you back.

Therefore, when my father died, I was the only one who stood by his side as a child.

I never imagined that my father would leave me so early, and I never imagined that he would be so lonely and desolate when he died.

I felt deep fear and despair as my father's hair turned white day by day, as his body became so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and as his body withered and shrunk as a child's weightlessness.

If I hadn't shot a sleeve arrow at Jing Yun at that time, if I had given birth to my father's eldest grandson, if I was willing to take Jing Yun's flesh and blood to marry you, if I hadn't been willful to mine, if I hadn't done everything without room for maneuver, how could my father be in such a desolate situation now?

Your word has come to pass. I'm really miserable now, I can't regret it, I have understood that I can't forgive others for their badness, and if I can't forgive others, I just won't let go of myself.

However, it was already too late.