Ning Wu stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the haggard middle-aged man on the bed. Although the man was weak, his eyes were bright and clear. Even though he had been tortured by the disease for a long time, his stubbornness and unyielding could still be seen.
"Why are you crying? You are a man, don't moan here." Ning Hai looked at his son who was crying and his tone was still very strong.
"Dad, what will Beibei and I do if you are gone?" Ning Wu barely stopped crying, but the red circles under his eyes indicated that he might cry again at any time.
"You are already eighteen this year. I am no longer here. You have to support this family. You are a man. If you can't even support a family, you will really be a disgrace to the Ning family."
"But..." Ning Wu still wanted to say something.
"Okay, I'm a little tired. I'll take a nap first and you go out."
"Then I'll go back first. Dad, you have a good rest." Ning Wu saw his father waving his hands and said nothing more. He opened the door of the ward and walked out.
After Ning Wu went out, Ning Hai did not sleep. He kept looking at the ceiling in a daze. Finally, Ning Hai seemed to have made a lot of determination and pressed the hospital alarm bell. After a while, a nurse hurried over.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" the nurse asked nervously. She knew that the patient's condition was very serious, and according to the director, he could die at any time, so she was extremely nervous at this moment.
"Don't worry, I have nothing to do. I just want you to call me." Ning Hai told the nurse.
"Don't your son come to see you every day? Just tell him no if something happens?" The nurse was puzzled.
"It's not easy to tell him about this, I'd better trouble you." Ning Hai started coughing as he spoke.
"Okay, I'll bring the phone, you can make a call here." The nurse ran to get the phone.
Ning Hai turned over with difficulty and dialed a series of numbers with trembling hands. A busy signal came from the other end, and the phone rang twice before being answered. "Hello, who is this?" with a slightly hoarse neutral tone.
A male voice came from the phone.
"It's me, Ning Hai." Ning Hai said calmly. There was a sound of rapid breathing on the other side of the phone, and then there was silence. "Second brother, is it really... is it you?" The voice on the other side of the phone was a little trembling.
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When Ning Wu returned to the ward, he found that there was a middle-aged man in the ward. The man was about forty years old. Just by looking at his face, you could tell that he was a very serious person. He was talking to Ning Hai at this time.
"Dad, who is this?" Ning Wu had never seen this person before and asked curiously. "Is this Xiao Wu?" Before Ning Hai could speak, the middle-aged man looked at Ning Wu and said, with something in his eyes that he couldn't explain.
I don’t know whether it’s sentimentality or joy.
"Well", Ning Hai obviously didn't want to talk more.
"I want to try this kid." The middle-aged man suddenly punched Ning Wu in the face. Ning Wu was shocked. He hit him as soon as he said it. He didn't even have time to react. At that moment, he could only raise his hand to block it.
He couldn't block it, and Ning Wu felt as if his arm was broken. The severe pain made Ning Wu's muscles spasm, but he did not fall down. He had never been hit by anyone, not even Ning Hai.
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Ning Wu took two steps back, then jumped directly over and kicked him in the air. He knew that this man was definitely a master, even better than his father, so he used his strongest move. At this moment, he even forgot
I found myself in a small ward. Fortunately, there were no other patients in the ward and only Ning Hai lived alone, otherwise it would have been a mess.
Ning Wu thought that this move would at least make the opponent take a step back, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man to remain motionless. It wasn't until Ning Wu was about to kick him that he suddenly turned sideways. The speed surprised Ning Wu. He didn't believe that someone could be so fast.
, and then the middle-aged man slashed Ning Wu's chest with a knife. Ning Wu felt as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer and fell directly to the ground...
"Have you become weak in your hands and feet all these years? You've taught such a waste!" The middle-aged man was obviously extremely dissatisfied with Ning Wu's kung fu and said to Ning Hai on the hospital bed.
Ning Wu slowly regained his composure and immediately wanted to retort when he heard "Flower fists and embroidered legs", but when he thought about the gap between the two of them, although he was unwilling to accept it, he only said, "I am not good at studying, and it is none of my father's business."
"I only taught him basic movements such as horse stance and kicking. I didn't ask him to learn any moves at all. You don't need to test his kung fu." Ning Hai finally spoke at this time.
"How can a man from the Ning family be so weak? If you tell anyone, you will be laughed at." The middle-aged man was obviously very dissatisfied.
"After talking for so long, who are you?" Ning Wu couldn't help but ask again.
"You brat, I'm your uncle!" The middle-aged man was very dissatisfied with Ning Wu's attitude.
"What, dad, what is going on?!" Ning Wu was confused at the moment.
"He is my senior brother, so you should call him uncle," Ning Hai said.
"But didn't you say that all our relatives are dead and we are the only ones left?" Ning Wu asked next.
"You brat, you don't even recognize your master, do you?!" The middle-aged man was furious. "Okay, senior brother, didn't I find you?" Ning Wu found that his father, who had been serious all day long, actually smiled,
And it was a bit, um, how should I put it, a bit like a spoiled child. Ning Wu had an unreal feeling. Is this the same father who always keeps a serious smile on his face?
"Humph," the middle-aged man stopped talking. "Xiao Wu," Ning Hai continued, "I ran away from home when you were three years old. I haven't had any contact with my family for so many years. Now I'm going to die soon.
You and Beibei will live with your uncle from now on."
"Huh, if it weren't for this situation, do you plan to never go home for the rest of your life?" Nie Tianlong was very dissatisfied with this statement.
"Dad, you'll be fine. Didn't the hospital say you're fine?" Ning Wu said nervously when he saw his father explaining the funeral arrangements.
"I know my body best, you don't have to lie to me," Ning Hai obviously knew his situation. Then he and brother Nie Tianlong began to tell each other about their experiences over the years, and they couldn't help but sigh.
At noon, the ward door was pushed open, and a clear voice came out, "Brother, how is daddy?" Then a girl walked in.
The girl is about ten years old, and she is Ning Wu's younger sister, Ning Bei. Ning Bei is not his biological sister, she was brought back suddenly by Ning Hai four years ago. He feels that Ning Wu cares more about this daughter than his biological son.
good.
"Who is this, brother?" Ning Bei was still very young. She didn't even know that Ning Hai was seriously ill. She just knew that he was sick and was hospitalized. Ning Wu didn't know how to tell her. After all, he was only eighteen.
Just when he was preparing to take the college entrance examination in his senior year of high school, Ning Hai fell ill and this fragile family faced a crisis of fragmentation.
Ning Wu didn't know what his mother looked like since he was a child. He had lived with Ning Hai since he could remember. Until Ning Bei joined later, the family became a "family of three." Ning Wu explained the matter simply.
Just to let Ning Bei understand that this dark-faced uncle is her uncle, and she still doesn't understand things that are too complicated.
"Hello, uncle," Ning Bei was still very polite. Nie Tianlong looked at Ning Bei for a while, then turned his eyes to Ning Hai, "It's the third child's child," Ning Hai knew what he wanted to ask.
"Sure enough, when I heard that she was adopted four years ago, I knew it was you. Alas, I didn't expect that the three of us brothers and sisters would turn out like this. If the master is still here, he will be so angry with us."
Ning Wu found that when it came to the master, his uncle and Ning Hai's expressions darkened. They both missed their master and their youth. At that time, their master was a famous martial arts master and had three apprentices. The second and third eldest were
One of the adopted brothers was named Ning Hai and the other was named Ning Jiang. The three brothers have a very good relationship and practice very hard, especially the second and third brothers, who are already very powerful at a young age. Mr. Ning has a daughter, who is
Their junior sister. Both Ninghai and Ning Jiang liked their junior sister, and even fought for her. The relationship between the brothers began to break down. Later, the junior sister chose Ninghai, and Ning Jiang left the school in anger, and they didn’t know where they went. Ninghai and his junior sister got married.
She gave birth to a son and gave birth to Ning Wu...
Ning Lao and Ning Wu's mothers died of illness one after another, and the heartbroken Ning Hai left home with three-year-old Ning Wu. "I found Lao San four years ago and found that he was already married and had children, and his life was not very good.
Well, he asked me to take care of Beibei when he died. He said he regretted not being able to see his master for the last time, and the three of us brothers were not reunited in the end." Ning Hai said very sadly.
"How did the third child die?" Nie Tianlong asked. "After he left home, he met Beibei's mother. The two fell in love and gave birth to Beibei. However, the beauty was unlucky and she died in childbirth. The third child was left holding the child.
, the third child died in a car accident. Before he died, he came to me and asked me to take care of Beibei. We are really stupid. We have been separated for so many years just to have a grudge, and when we meet again, we are about to be separated by life and death. Alas."
Ning Wu listened quietly, but a huge wave surged in his heart. He did not expect such a hidden secret, and was at a loss for a moment.
At night, only Ning Hai and Ning Wu were left in the room. Ning Hai said to Ning Wu, "I will die soon. From now on, you can only rely on yourself. Remember, a man must be responsible and bleed but not shed tears. No matter how much you suffer,
You cannot give in to sin, you have to take care of Beibei, do you hear me?"
"I know, dad." Ning Wu secretly determined to support the family. Around twelve o'clock in the evening, after an alarm, Ning Hai was pushed into the operating room, but never came out again. The serious Nie Tianlong shed tears.
Ning Wu didn't cry. He just held the overwhelmed Ning Bei, looked at Ning Hai's body, and secretly vowed to be a responsible man.
This year he was eighteen years old and Ningbei was eleven years old.