Chapter 1001： silent fatherly love

the next day.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

Yan Zhixu went to the No. 1 Central Hospital during the lunch break after a brutal training session for the students in Class 4.

When she came to the nineteenth floor, she pushed open the door of the ward. Xue Xiufang's original bed was empty, and she had not returned to the hospital.

Xia Lingyi, who was sleeping lightly on the bed, heard a small sound and opened her eyes.

The moment he saw Yan Zhixu, his eyes burst into a bright light of excitement.

Little Mouth asked, "Teacher Yan, I read the news of Huihan Guofeng School, are you participating in the extermination operation?"

Teacher Yan knew that not long after Huihan Guofeng School, all these evil forces were uprooted, and the bad guys were convicted by law and did not escape punishment.

To say that there is no teacher Yan's participation here is really hard to believe.

Yan Zhixu pulled out the chair and sat down, "Well, but the police are doing the whole process, so I just went to get some soy sauce."

Xia Lingyi did not easily believe what Teacher Yan said lightly.

Teacher Yan is so powerful, how could he be making soy sauce.

Excited to keep asking, Yan Zhixu also patiently answered without a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Crack-"

The ward door was pushed open.

A middle-aged couple walked into the ward, and the man held the discharge report in his hand.

Mama Xia looked puzzled, "This is..."

Yan Zhixu got up, "Hello, I'm a teacher at Xia Lingyi's school. My surname is Yan."

The couple's faces were vicissitudes, and the corners of their eyes were dark blue. They had not rested well during this period of time, and they were tired at a glance.

Mama Xia looked restrained, "Teacher, hello Teacher Yan, I'm Lingyi's mother."

I and my husband are working in Yu City. A few days ago, I suddenly received an emergency call saying that my daughter had a heart attack. The two rushed to Xuancheng without stopping.

During this time, I also met other teachers in the school, and they all said that their daughter has no fate with the dream of a pilot.

Dad Xia put down the discharge form, "Hello, Teacher Yan, I have something I want to ask you. I wonder if you have time."

Yan Zhixu nodded, "I have time, and Mr. Xia doesn't need to use honorifics to me."

After speaking, I walked out of the ward with Mr. Xia.

"..."

Xia Lingyi opened her mouth and hesitated, but finally sighed without saying a word.

During this period of time, every teacher who came to the hospital would be called out by his father to chat privately.

In fact, I probably knew what my father wanted to ask. It was nothing more than asking the teacher if I could continue training.

Every time I see my father bowing and kneeling, his posture lowered into the dust, a burst of distress, sourness, and unpleasant feeling in my heart almost drown my soul.

——

Yan Zhixu and Dad Xia came to the corridor.

His voice was hoarse, "Lingyi has always liked airplanes since she was a child. I still remember buying a toy airplane for her on her fifth birthday. She liked it so much that no one would touch it, Lingyi said at the time. When I grow up and want to be a pilot, I didn't take her childish words to heart at that time."

The national pilots at that time were basically men who flew fighter cruisers, and there were very few female pilots.

"Her toy plane in the back was damaged by a relative's child. She hugged the wreckage and cried all night, and her eyes were red the next day."

"I thought that a child's brain couldn't be taken seriously, but later she grew up and applied for the Bohang Flight Academy. I tossed and slept the night when the admission letter came home. I was happy for her and at the same time very pleased."

...

Father Xia spoke slowly.

Yan Zhixu stood beside him, his eyes carefully listening to the voice of a father.

Father's love is deep and silent, not so delicate but it does not mean that he does not love his children.