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The whole morning, A Lan guided Han Yuan in his serve exercises. Professor Lan was both patient and attentive, teaching Han Yuan from time to time. Han Yuan felt both sweet and uneasy.

This sweetness came from the occasional contact with A Lan's body, but the unease she felt was indescribable. There was only a faint uneasiness in her heart.

Under the guidance of the handsome coach, Lin Tian had also mastered the basics of movement. However, she was always absent-minded and always paid attention to Han Yuan and A Lan's movements, so she played very erratically and and basically didn't have a qualified serve.

At noon, the three of them ate at the western restaurant in the golf club.

Ah Lan rented a villa with four rooms. After dinner, the three of them went to rest and continued fighting in the afternoon.

As Han Yuan was eating his steak, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was his younger brother, Han Qian, calling.

"Bro, hurry to the hospital, your dad's not doing well, hurry!" Han Bi's voice sounded very anxious, as if he was trembling slightly.

Han Yuan was chewing on a piece of beef when he stood up before he could say anything. He answered vaguely, "Alright, I'll go right now. Don't rush!"

Han Yuan did not bother to greet him and just ran out in quick steps, disappearing like the wind.

A Lan didn't know what happened to Han Yuan, but seeing that the situation was so urgent, he couldn't care less and followed after her. Lin Tian also immediately put down her knife and fork and went outside.

The moment he came out, he saw Han Yuan's car drive out. The speed was shockingly fast like smoke.

"No way, something bad is going to happen to him this way!" A Lan said, "Journalist Lin, take my car. We will keep up with Big Brother Han!"

The two quickly got into the car, while A Lan personally drove after Han Yuan.

She really wanted to call Han Yuan. There was no need to be in such a hurry! However, he was worried that it wouldn't be safe for him to pick up the phone from the car, so he had to follow along.

Han Yuan drove quickly and hurriedly. After running a few red lights, he drove all the way to the hospital.

Before he could park his car in the parking lot, Han Yuan let go of the car by the side of the road and ran to the fifth floor of the Inpatient Department.

The last time father had surgery, the doctor had warned him that he must be careful. If there were complications again, it would be very troublesome!

Han Yuan did not know what the situation was today, but judging from Han Yu's tone, it was definitely not good! Otherwise, Han Qian wouldn't have been so scared that his voice trembled. No wonder he had been feeling uneasy all morning. So it turned out that his father was not well. The father and son's heart were connected, and Han Yuan's heart was beating even faster.

Han Yuan ran upstairs and saw Han Qian standing at the door of the ward with his mother in his arms. His mother covered her mouth with her hands while her shoulders shook. Tears were dripping from her eyes.

"Mom —" Han Yuan walked over and held Mom's shoulder. "Don't worry, Daddy is fine!"

Mom shook her head, too choked to speak.

Han Qian's face was filled with grief as tears welled up in his eyes.

Dad was in the process of being rescued, and all sorts of instruments were being used. He wondered if the doctor would be able to snatch Dad back from the dead.

God bless my father! Han Yuan prayed in his heart.

Dad was the support of the family, the spiritual support of their brothers. As long as Dad was there, the family was complete, and their god was there.

Han Yuan hugged his mother and blamed himself deeply in his heart.

He felt that he should not be playing golf today, should first come to see his father on Saturday, but he went to Aran's appointment, completely forgot that he should accompany his mother to see his father, it was too unfilial!

In the critical moments, Han Qian was always by his mother's side. As his eldest son, he had completely failed to fulfill his duty. It shouldn't have happened!

Han Yuan wanted to ask what the situation was with his father. However, in this situation, he didn't even dare to speak, for fear that his mother might collapse if he heard it. He could only carry his mother and wait for the doctor to come out.

A Lan and Lin Tian followed Han Yuan. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were shocked!

No one dared to speak. They could only stand there and watch as the two brothers carried their mother and waited for their father's surgery.

A Lan didn't expect Han Yuan's father to be hospitalized so seriously, but she forced him to play ball with her. For a moment, she felt very ashamed in her heart.

Han Yuan had refused her that day, and she was the one who had both the soft and the hard way asked Han Yuan to play ball. Inviting Lin Tian was a fake, offering Han Yuan was her real intention. Now that she saw it, she felt a little willful.

A man was a part of a family, and when it came to family matters, he was needed to support his parents, wife, and children.

No wonder Han Yuan was in such a hurry to drive to the hospital.

Time passed second by second. No one dared to speak as they waited in silence.

After who knows how long, the doctor came out.

"I'm sorry, we've done our best!" The doctor looked at Han Yuan and his family tiredly and said regretfully.

"Ah — Old Han —" Mom broke down in tears and fell into Han Yuan's arms.

Han Yuan hugged his mother tightly, feeling a tremendous, indescribable sadness clogging his throat. He wanted to cry and scream, but no matter what, he could not open his mouth!

His father had been ill for a long time and had been in the hospital for the past six months. Although he had long anticipated that this day would come, his mother had already bought all the graves.

However, when this day really arrived, he was still unable to accept it!

Father never talked much, Han Yuan was very mischievous when he was young and was often beaten up by his mother, but his father never beat him up. When he was naughty, he would at most glance at him, but just with that look, the mischievous Han Yuan could immediately retract his gaze, which was much more effective than his mother's!

Dad travels a lot. Half the time a year at home." After Han Yuan became a teenager and entered the army, the number of times he met his father could be counted on one hand. He met his father at most once a year, up to ten days at most.

When he returned to his parents' side, he would have the chance and the condition to be filial. He didn't expect that his father would be hospitalized and leave him so quickly!

The long road of life seemed to be very long, but the amount of time a child and their parents could spend together was very limited!

Han Yuan could no longer control his tears as they rolled down his cheeks.

"Invite the family in. We want to clear the body of the deceased." The doctor inside came out and said.

Han Yuan wiped the tears from his face and handed his mother to his brother, Han Qian. He reminded him, "Take good care of your mother."

"Let me see Old Han again," her mother said through her tears.

The two brothers carried their mother into the ward.

Dad lay quietly on the bed as if he were asleep.

"Old Han, you can't leave me alone. I said you can't leave first. Old Han —" His mother held his body and cried.

A young couple would always come to stay with their parents, so their mother wouldn't be lonely if their father was around. Father has left, mother is like a lonely goose, no more can speak confidentially the old wife.

No matter how good a son was, it couldn't be compared to the caring heart of an old wife.

Hearing his mother's cries, Han Yuan's tears once again flowed down.

After being tortured by the pain for so long, Father had already exhausted all of his physical strength. He was so thin that only skin and bones remained. Looking at it made his heart ache.

Han Yuan recalled his father's last words to him when he came to visit him yesterday afternoon, "Oh, take good care of mom, cultivate Hong'er, and make him a soldier —" He didn't expect these words to be his father's last words.

"Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of mom and nurture Hong'er," Han Yuan said to his dad silently.

He believed that his father could hear him.

Han Yuan came to his father's side and held his father's hand for the last time.

His father's palm was still warm, but his hand was already as hard as dead wood. The protruding bones made Han Yuan's heart ache.

Dad had spent his whole life for his family, and he had never asked for anything in return. And as the eldest son, he had never repaid his father for raising him.

The song of the Chopsticks Brothers rang out beside his ears:

Always ask you for it but never say thank you

It is not until you grow up that you understand that you are not easy

Every time he left, he always pretended to be relaxed

Go back with a smile and turn around with tears in your eyes

How much I want to hold your warm hand like before

But you are not at my side to send a breeze to the health

"Time is slow, don't make you old again."

I am willing to give you everything in exchange for your longevity

What can I do for you, Dad, who's been strong all his life?

Take what little care you have

Thank you for all you've done, for supporting our home with your hands

Always give me the best

"Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me?"

The child you care about is growing up...

Watching the doctor clean up the corpse of his emaciated father, Han Yuan could not suppress the grief in his heart. From then on, he had no father!

His father was also nearly 1.8 meters tall, and Han Yuan looked very much like his father. Even the texture of the meat between his eyebrows was a signature inheritance, and his father also had this texture.

When the doctor asked Han Yuan to help him move his father's body, Han Yuan discovered that his father was as light as a leaf, weightless …

The doctor finished cleaning the body, dressed it in clean clothes, then covered it with a white sheet, and was about to push it to the mortuary.

"Old Han — Old Han —" Mom threw herself at him again, clutching her father's body tightly.

The separation of life and death played out before Han Yuan's eyes.

He knew that his mother couldn't bear to part with his father, and he couldn't bear to part with her either. However, no matter how reluctant he was, he had to send his father on his final journey.

He was afraid that his mother would faint in the hospital because of her grief.

Thus, he suppressed his grief and told Han Qian, "Take good care of your mother, I will push your father over —"

Han Jin tightly embraced his mother and silently sobbed.

A Lan and Lin Tian stood in the hallway, unable to hold back their tears. This was the first time they had faced the end of their lives head on.

The moment Han Yuan saw A Lan and Lin Tian, he was very surprised. He didn't expect them to follow him to the hospital.

This was his private matter and he had no intention of telling them.

Han Yuan gratefully looked at A Lan and Lin Tian, tearfully pushing his father's body to the mortuary.

Although the distance was not more than 500 meters, Han Yuan walked with extreme caution. All along the way, he recalled every single detail of his father and him together.

His father's voice and face were so clear before his eyes: how happy he had been when he was a child, when his father had taken him to a movie and bought him candy, when his father had taken him skiing and they had both fallen onto their backs in the snow and the sound of their laughter had traveled far and wide; when his father had forced him to join the army and had forced him into the army, he had bid him farewell with tears in his eyes; when he had used the opportunity of traveling to sneak up to the army to see him and bring him his favorite chocolate, he had seen his father's eyes wet as he left.

Dad's gentleness carried with it an irresistible force, as well as a deep love for him. Dad was his life mentor, the foundation of his career.

His past seemed to have happened just yesterday. He never would have thought that his father had already left him …

When the door to the mortuary was slammed shut, Han Yuan felt a piece of his heart being torn from his chest.