At half past nine in the evening, the plane arrived at Nandu Airport, but it was eleven o'clock now, and no one had yet arrived.

"Has the plane arrived?" Mr. Ning was a little tired, and his voice was hoarse.

"It's early, Xiao Feng has already picked up Uncle Nong and his younger brother, and they are on their way to the hospital." Miss Ning sent another WeChat reminder.

"Why haven't you come yet, this kid—" Mr. Ning's eyelids were heavy, and after he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and rested.

The room was silent, except for the sound of machines, and blood went in and out along various pipes.

The doctor is constantly checking the machine, analyzing the reported test data, and issuing various medical orders, and the nurses are busy carrying out the medical orders and making timely nursing records.

"Blood oxygen is starting to drop!" Report from the doctor in charge of the demon lungs.

"There is thrombosis, and the efficiency of blood exchange has decreased!" Director Wei analyzed.

After a long time, Mr. Ning squinted his eyes and said:

"Kiki, why is it so dark, don't turn off the lights!"

Miss Ning looked at the light in the room, it was on, she chuckled in her heart, and grabbed her father's hand tightly.

"Dad, the lights are all on, don't be afraid!"

The sound of several machines is a bit noisy, and the monitoring occasionally makes a Didi alarm.

"Look!"

The latest blood test results came out, and Director Wei whispered to Yang Ping to take a look.

All the inspection orders are gray, the high index is red, and the low one is blue, and now all the inspection orders of Mr. Ning are either red or blue.

And the critical value, but also this indicator to the life-threatening time, the laboratory will report the critical value, the critical value next to the special plum mark, now the inspection list is not one or two critical values, but a piece of critical value.

At the nurse's desk in the emergency ward, one phone after another rang, and the nurse held a notebook, listening to the phone calls and registering the critical value, and she never stopped.

Summarizing all the examination reports, Yang Ping and Director Wei sighed helplessly: multi-organ failure, disseminated intravascular coagulation, acute pulmonary embolism, acute myocardial infarction, and acute cerebral infarction have all begun, and Mr. Ning, as a living entity, has begun an avalanche of physiological functions.

Time is running out, the candles are gone, the candles are swaying in the night wind, and the tiny flames are about to be extinguished.

Life, there is always an end, but some people leave quietly, and some people are always looking back and waiting.

---

"Xiao Feng, hurry up!" The farmer kept looking at his watch, grabbing his pants with both hands, his palms covered with sweat.

"It's been ten years, he should have forgotten that he still has a son, I grew up in his roar, in his eyes, I am a wreck, everything I do, he hates it, he can't look down on it. I love music, but he doesn't understand, I remember when I won a prize for the violin in middle school, I excitedly told him, how much I want him to compliment me, even if it is a word, what does he do? He threw my prize, a bronze violin model, into the trash and scolded me for being a bad job, a plaything, and I will never forget that scene, never! Really, forever! From then on, I knew that he did not have me as a son, and that he had given up on me. I have my own life and don't need to follow his will. ”

Xiao Ning sneered, shook his head to himself, and kept looking out the window. His face was tired, he was holding a bag in his arms, and his long curly hair exuded an artistic temperament.

"You're wrong! He loves you deeply, just in a way you don't like, and he never gives up on you, and after you go to prison, you don't want to see him, and every time you have your birthday, he will be outside the prison, squatting and smoking alone, no matter whether it rains or snows that day, from morning to dark, all day. After you were released from prison, he didn't say goodbye, he tried his best to find you, knowing that some clues were deceitful, he still traveled thousands of miles to go; Do you remember an essay in middle school – My Dream? In the essay, you wrote about the life you yearn for the most, singing and playing the violin in a bar, you described the beautiful bar in your dream, he built a bar based on your essay, and he did everything by himself, for which he also fell and fractured his lumbar vertebrae, and lay in bed for a whole month and a half; In the past ten years, he has dreamed of calling your name, and he wants to sit down with you, face to face, and have a good chat. Uncle Nong was very haggard and hoarse.

Xiao Ning was silent, kept looking out the window, and held the bag tightly in his arms.

"Remember this piece? The old factory has been demolished now, you and Qiqi lived here when they were children, after the factory closed down, everyone was laid off, I followed your father to start a career, do you know how hard we were at that time? Of course you don't know, because your dad never tells you, he doesn't talk about it. After your mother died, he never remarried, why is he afraid that you will be wronged! With his status, is it difficult to remarry? Not only did he not remarry, but he didn't even have an affair, why? It's all about taking care of your brother and sister's feelings! If he doesn't care about you, he doesn't care about you, he can give birth to ten or eight sons, and he still needs this time, waiting for you to come back? The child who was injured by you, he has to remit money every month, this is in addition to compensation, every year during the Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and the child's birthday, he will arrange for his relatives to ask, what is he doing? Atonement for you, atonement for you! Uncle Nong was a little excited and coughed.

Xiao Ning took a deep breath, his chest was a little blocked, and he felt a faint pain, this old factory area has been lined with high-rise buildings, and the buildings from his childhood no longer exist, but some childhood memories are still vivid.

"Dad, my stomach hurts!"

"Don't be afraid, with Dad here, the hospital will be there soon."

When Xiao Ning was five years old, he had acute appendicitis in the middle of the night, abdominal pain, and high fever, and it was just that night that there was a typhoon, a violent storm, the bus was suspended, there was no car on the street, the ambulance may be blocked on the road, and it was delayed, and his father wrapped him in a raincoat, held him in his arms, ran in the storm, and ran until he reached the hospital.

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"Kid! There are some things that you miss that you will regret for the rest of your life; Something, lost, never has a chance to make it up! ”

Uncle Nong handed Xiao Ning a tissue, he wiped away his tears, remained silent, and looked out the window.

Nongbo's phone rang, and his heart tightened, a sense of foreboding.

"Uncle Nong, Dad is dying!" Miss Ning's voice trembled on the phone.

"Hurry up, Xiao Feng!" Farmer urged, tears flowing, and Rolls-Royce galloped through the night.

"Your dad is dying--" The farmer groaned, tugging at his thighs and looking out the window.

Xiao Ning sniffed a few times: "Hurry up--"

---

Suddenly, Mr. Ning reached out and groped for something under the pillow, and Miss Ning reached in to help him find it, and took out a delicate bronze violin model.

"See him, give this to him, tell him, I love him, he's the best!"

With a trembling dry hand, he put the violin into Miss Ning's palm.

Then return to the semi-recumbent position, lie down, twist your head to the side, and look in the direction of the door.

Mr. Ning closed his eyes, his voice was low, he muttered to himself, he was weak, and his voice was low:

"Kiki, open the door, you stay, let the doctors out, thank you, thank you, Dr. Yang, hard work!"

"The boat has arrived, it's time for me to go, kid—"

"Kiki, it's getting dark, go get my brother back-"

His head kept turning to the side of the door, and he didn't speak again, and two lines of tears slid down.

"Daddy!"

Miss Ning knelt in front of the bed, holding her father's hand, cold.

The wave pattern on the ECG monitor fluttered for a while, and then became a straight line.

---

The elevator door opened, Miss Ning's secretary greeted her, and Uncle Nong didn't wait for her to speak, and rushed in with Xiao Ning, and the secretary immediately let the security guard let him go.

"Hurry up! The last one! ”

With hurried steps, Xiao Ning was carrying his bag, panting, and Nongbo's fat body followed behind, constantly urging, pointing to the last ward.

Rushed to the door, the door was open, it was empty, the nurse was cleaning inside, he recognized his sister sitting on the edge of the bed, very calm

Xiao Ning walked to his father's hospital bed step by step, the bed was empty, and he asked blankly:

"Sister! Where's Daddy?"

"He's gone, let me wait for you here!"

My sister handed me a model of a brass violin.

"He put it on the pillow for ten years, let me give it back to you!"

"He said when he left, he loves you, you are the best!"