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"Operation? What kind of effect can you get by doing surgery? " Tang Tianbao seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

The nurse was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "This depends on the patient's physical condition. Currently, the patient is still unconscious, so the only way is to perform surgery to remove the blood from the brain. The surgery can only be improved. You can ask the doctor about the specifics. "

"There is only a sliver of hope, we cannot let it go." Tang Tianbao thought to himself as he walked out of the room.

Tang Tianbao went to find a doctor to prepare for the operation. At this time, all the doctors in the county hospital had yet to go to work, and the doctors on duty at night had already left work. There were no doctors other than nurses in the entire hospital. Tang Tianbao anxiously paced back and forth in the hospital corridor. Annoyed, he leaned against the wall of the corridor and took out a cigarette from his pocket, smoking it one by one. Soon the ground was covered with ash and cigarette butts.

Tang Tianbao waited until it was time for the doctor to work before he found him. The doctor looked at Tang Tianbao's wrinkled clothes and disheveled appearance and said with a disdainful expression, "Surgery is not something that ordinary families can afford to do."

"Doctor, how much does one operation cost?" Tang Tianbao took the opportunity to ask.

"I have everything from 20,000 to 100,000. It depends on how much money you have."

"Ward 210, go immediately and use the most expensive one!" Tang Tianbo's anger surged when he saw the doctor's lazy appearance. He pointed at the doctor with gold-rimmed glasses and shouted, "Hurry the f * ck up! Hurry up and get the surgery done!"

When the doctor saw Tang Tianbao's attitude, he naturally felt displeased and thought to himself, "Do it, do it, I'll f * cking kill you!"

When Tang Tianbao and a few doctors and nurses arrived at Room 210, Duan Hong was already kneeling on the floor, crying hysterically. Tang Daqui, who was lying on the sickbed, was already dead …

Tang Tianbao rushed in front of Duan Hong and kneeled down in front of the sickbed. His knee struck the floor, creating a thumping sound.

Even though Tang Daqui had a few bad habits, he still called this person a family member. Without this person, his family would have been ruined. Tang Tianbao and Duan Hong would rather accept Tang Daqui's disgust than allow him to leave. When they were alive, they couldn't sense their presence. Only after they left would they know what was gone. Tang Tianbao's mind was in chaos. His world had lost a pillar that reached the sky, and half of it had collapsed. The doctor in charge seemed to be aware of this fact. He left behind a sentence, "Get ready to discharge from the hospital." Then, he left the ward.

The most painful thing in the world could not be any more. The mother and son duo sat paralyzed in front of the white sickbed, screaming and crying in pain …

On the sickbed, Tang Da Kui closed his eyes and stopped breathing. His face was completely devoid of blood and his body had become stiff.

Tang Daqui quietly departed from the Western Paradise just like that, leaving behind Duan Hong and Tang Tianbao.

During the three days of mourning for Tang Daqui, Hong Qi did not eat at all and only drank a few mouthfuls of water. Her listless appearance made her look old and frail, as if the autumn wind had swept through everything and she had suddenly aged overnight. After the funeral, Tang Tianbao still had to go to work. When he saw his mother like this, he couldn't stop worrying.

"Mom, why don't you eat something? If this goes on, your body will collapse as well. " Tang Tianbao's eyelids swelled to the size of a bell as he brought a bowl of noodles in front of Duan Hong.

Duan Hong was lying on the bed with tears on the pillow. Her hair was disheveled on the pillow, her face was sallow, and she was fragile. Seeing Tang Tianbao walk over with a bowl of food, she turned her head to the side, her eyes once again brimming with tears.

"Mom …" Tang Tianbao shouted, tears streaming down his face.

Tang Tian Bao placed the steaming bowl of noodles onto the ground. His hands tightly held Duan Hong as he cried out involuntarily. He had already lost a family member. He really didn't want to see his mother fall again. Tang Tianbao's tears fell drop by drop onto the blanket, turning dark and moist.

Duan Hong also turned around and wrapped his arms around Tang Tianbao's body. The tears in his eyes instantly flowed. The mother and son pair thought about Tang Daqui once again, recalling every single detail of the family of three that day. He was, after all, a living person who had lived together for more than twenty years.

"Mom, have something to eat." Tang Tianbao sobbed, his voice had already changed.

Duan Hong's voice turned hoarse when he was in the hospital. Her body was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to speak. She looked at Tang Tianbao and placed her hands on his teary face. She helped Tang Tianbao wipe his tears.

"Child... Mommy is sorry. " Duan Hong hoarsely said.

Tang Tianbao shook his head as he wiped away the remaining tears on his face. Then, he helped Duan Hong up from the bed. Tang Tianbao turned over the pillow that was almost drenched and placed it behind Duan Hong. He then picked up the bowl of noodles and once again placed it in front of Duan Hong.

"Mom, you should at least have some. You haven't eaten in three days. "Your body is more important." Tang Tianbao persuaded Duan Hong.

Duan Hong was moved by his son's words. She accepted the bowl with both hands but did not even have the strength to carry the bowl. She almost fell to the ground. With one hand, Tang Tianbao grabbed the bowl with the other, picked up the chopsticks that was inserted into the noodles, and threw the noodles into Duan Hong's mouth. Both of their moods were still very downcast. Duan Hong ate two mouthfuls as tears once again flowed out from his eyes ….

Tang Tianbao stayed at home for a few more days. Since his phone was broken, he lost everyone's phone, so he had no way to ask for a leave of absence. Although he had already decided that he would resign at the end of the month, he still wanted to be on the last shift.

Duan Hong's mood gradually stabilized. He was able to eat a little at every meal.

That evening, after dinner, Duan Hong was sitting on the sofa by himself and watching Tang Tianbao clean up the dishes in the kitchen. He had a bad feeling in his heart. She didn't know if she should tell him the truth that Tang Tianbao had been found by herself. He didn't want to give Tang Tianbao another blow, but she couldn't bear to see this orphan busy for him.

Tang Tianbao cleaned up the kitchen and washed his hands before sitting down on the sofa with Duan Hong.

Little Treasure, did you and the company take a leave of absence? "Since you've been at home for such a long time, your unit's leader should have an opinion now." Duan Hong still couldn't bear to tell him about Tang Tianbao's background at this time. Thus, she decided to "chase away" Tang Tianbao and leave his side. She would feel less guilty.

"I'm fine. Our unit's leader treats me so well. "Besides, the Leader has already allowed my leave. I want to accompany you more at home." Although Tang Tianbao was worried that Xie Min would be angry, he couldn't let his worries rest on his mother.

"Mom …" At this point, Duan Hong's nose turned sour and tears came out of his eyes once again. She paused for a moment, trying her best to control herself so that her tears wouldn't flow out. Duan Hong continued, "Mom is really alright now. You've been at home for so long, your leader should have his own opinions. Listen to Mom and return to Chaozhou tomorrow."

"Mom, let me accompany you for a walk."

Tang Tianbao accompanied his mother outside. In the evening, the sun was still setting in the west, as if an old man was dying. He used the last breath of his life to narrate the story of his final glory. The shadows on both sides of the road gradually lengthened as the life of a person hurriedly came and went. He didn't take anything with him, but he left the deeds of his life to the living, making the living suffer in the future because of their yearning and yearning. In this life, the grass gave birth to the autumn, and dust returned to dust, and soil returned to ash. And the meaning of living was not to leave behind a handful of dust for future generations. So what is the meaning of living? Tang Tianbao looked at the sun that slowly faded away from the western sky as he thought about this sorrowful and realistic problem …

Tang returned to Chaozhou with grief for his father and worry for his mother. In his eyes, the whole world seemed to have changed. The huge city had turned cold, and everyone was fighting for fame and wealth with a cold mask.

Tang Tianbao would often fall into deep thought when he was alone. He had never understood why people were still alive. For money? Even if he died, he wouldn't be able to take it with him. For fame? If he died, everything would be over. So why did those people waste so much time on it? Tang Tianbao couldn't understand this matter. No matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't understand it.

This Yu Meng brought her hatred towards Tang Tianbao to his house. Every day, after work, Yu Meng would come to Tang Tianbao's house. Sometimes, she would use the key in her hand to open the door and search inside. Sometimes, they would lurk near Tang Tianbao district, just like thieves that were crouching. However, the result was the same, that was, both the rich and the poor had nothing to show for it.

However, Yu Meng refused to give up. Her experiences of repeatedly losing battles had tempered her will. She was like an eagle, not afraid of the dangers of the wind and rain spread her wings to soar. Her hard work paid off. Finally, one night, she found the person she was looking for.

Since the train from his hometown was a slow green one, Tang Tianbao arrived at Chaozhou in the afternoon. When he walked out of the railway station and looked at his watch, it was already 4: 30 in the afternoon.

It had been a long time since Tang Tianbao had returned to this rented house. After opening the door, he threw the bag on his shoulder onto the sofa. At this time, a small speck of dust flew up from the sofa. On the floor, on the coffee table... There was dust everywhere. Tang Tianbao's forehead was covered in sweat. He grabbed a cup from the tea table and walked in front of the water dispenser. He pressed the blue button to conserve water. After two drops of water dripped from the tap, it disappeared. He patted the water dispenser, and two more drops dripped from the faucet. Tang Tianbao took the cup of water to the kitchen to get a cup of fresh water and gulped down a few mouthfuls. Perhaps it was because he was too tired to change his shoes, but he directly walked into the bedroom, took off his clothes, and collapsed onto the bed.

In the past few days, Tang Tianbao had been busy dealing with the funeral for his father, Tang Daqui. He didn't even have time to sleep. His eyes were dark and red, and his face was haggard. As he lay down on the bed, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly put on his clothes again and ran downstairs. He called his mother Duan Hong from a convenience store downstairs and told Duan Hong that he had arrived at Chaozhou City. As he spoke, he thought of his father and was worried that he would recall his mother's memories of her father.

When he returned home, Tang Tianbao discovered that the anti-theft door was open.

Did he not lock the door when he went out? Tang Tianbao opened the door vigilantly and walked into the hall. He looked around and didn't find anything out of the ordinary, so he closed the door. He changed into a pair of light slippers, took off his jacket, and headed for the bedroom. Halfway there, he cautiously looked back. When Tang Tianbao's gaze landed on the living room's sofa, he suddenly discovered that his backpack had disappeared. Although he had been working hard these past few days, he did not forget about it. When he came up, he didn't throw his bag on the sofa. He didn't even take it from somewhere else. How could he suddenly disappear?