Chapter 63: Not filial son / Phoenix male (10

The two were silently watching each other for a long time. Blue Snow looked at Wang Tie and looked at Wei Mingyan, pulling his sleeve gently.
There are many people in the ward, and it is very noisy. But it is because of this environment that Wang Tie’s tension has eased some. The local anesthesia has passed, the pain has gradually become infected, and he has suffered a pain. He squeezed out a cramped Laugh, "Sit down."
Wei Mingyan sat on the bedside chair. He couldn’t see his face on the face. Blue Snow sat behind him and saw the lover’s nervous hands clear.
Wang Tie has been looking at the young people in front of him. He looks very good. He is very similar to his father in memory. He is a Sven, like an intellectual.
He was very enthusiastic and carried himself out of the car. He was also very good. He was serious and careful when he was doing surgery. He was very dedicated. He looked very good and he grew very well.
"I always thought... you don't want me." Wei Mingyan's voice groaned, and fell into Wang Tier in the noisy ward.
"No." Before I tried to hold back the tears in front of the children I had been looking for for so many years, I still couldn't hold back.
He blinked and said, "You were taken away by traffickers. We didn't want you..."
Wei Mingyan hangs his head, can't see his face, but his voice is dumb. "You... have been looking for me?"
"Always looking for..."
After listening to him, the doctor who had just left his head lifted his head. Wang Tie discovered that his eyes were red, and he did not cry, but he looked at himself with stubbornness.
"I am not afraid, can't I find it?"
The two of them are like a question and answer. Wei Mingyan asked, Wang Tie answered.
"When you lose, you are only five years old, stick to the age, don't look for it, afraid that you will suffer in places we can't see."
Wang Ti is timid against this son who has been separated for twenty years. He thought about the scenes of many fathers and sons, and thought about how to make up for his children. He could look at his clean and radiant and he has become an outstanding adult. I dare not recognize it.
In the past 20 years, they have not been together, they are angry, sorrowful, and have no feelings. He did not share his child's life, and how dare he stood up to think of the father after he was already an adult.
After listening to the man's words, Wei Ming said, licking his lips and whispering, "I didn't eat anything, they are very good to me, and I don't care that I am adopted."
"That's good, then that's good..."
Wang Tie smiled and smiled, tearing his eyes and muttering, "This is fine, very good..."
He has been worried about whether the child will suffer or not.
When looking for a child, he found the wrong one after another.
The children, who are skinny and have wounds that have been beaten by them, are all treated to escape children.
The traffickers are simply inferior to the animals. They control the younger children, that is, they feed the sleeping pills. The children fall asleep, and naturally they will not cry, and they will not lead others to doubt.
The older child understands the matter, the timid only dares to shrink, and the daring wants to resist, it is necessary to be beaten up in a solid manner.
These people seem to have no conscience. They are all born to the mother. They will have children in the future, but they have used all the means for these young dolls. Once, he heard that he was rescued from a boy, the age is right, behind the neck. However, people were burnt and scared, and there was no embarrassment.
Wang Tie quickly rushed over and saw a dying, wounded, almost thinning ribs child.
The child has been remembered, his brain is clever, but he will not hide this cleverness in front of the traffickers. Those people know that he remembers them, and of course he will not let him go.
The child became a chicken that killed chickens and monkeys. It was only a trivial matter to beat a cigarette. The cigarette butts were hot. When the water was in the water, it was splashed with hot water, forcing the armpit to eat the soil on the ground.
They are no longer human, but animals born in human skin.
No ability, no courage to hurt adults of the same age, but to the children who have no resistance.
Looking at the bed, I need oxygen to breathe. The dying child, Wang Tie prayed through the glass window.
Is to pray that this is his child, or not his child, he can not tell.
He really wants to find his own child, but if this is the son who has suffered the most bitterness in the world, Wang Tie doesn't even know if he can afford it.
The result came out, it was not his child.
Wang Tie’s heart is heavy and unstoppable, and his children will suffer from such suffering...
The child was really smart. He handed over what he had recorded to the police. The manger’s lair was destroyed and the children inside were rescued.
They were frightened, and they were arrested by the police/inspection. After they knew that they were safe, they dared to cry.
There were not many parents who were present at the scene. They used the less skilled children to hold the children and patted them.
Even if it is uncomfortable to be hugged, but in the subconscious, the children know that this is a good person to them, holding a small mouth, grabbing the police sleeves and bursting into tears.
When Wang Tie arrived, the child’s tender and grievous cries, the parents of the children who were informed were ecstatic, took the children and cried and laughed, and kept thanking the police.
Wang Tie is not here. He looks at the two couples in a panic. When they get the answer, they suddenly see the great grief in their eyes and they know what they got.
Traffickers don't care more about their children. They are older. If they are younger, they can get sick if they are slightly neglected. If they are sick, they will only look at their doctors. If they don't look good, they will die.
That child is naturally gone.
They would rather watch the child sigh and don't want to take the risk to the hospital. Even if the parents of the child are willing to give up all their homes in exchange for his health, in their eyes, this is just a cargo.
Wang Tie is not the only father who is looking for his own children. In the past 20 years, he has seen a lot and listened a lot.
The more you look, the colder your heart is.
Every time he had any news, he rushed over and knew that it wasn’t, he couldn’t close his eyes that night.
He would rather lose his life and would rather use his own life in exchange for the safety of his children.
Even if you can't find it, even if you don't see each other forever, just be safe and peaceful.
And now, his child is back.
He did not endure hardships. He had a pair of parents who were born with his own health and was well-educated. He was an excellent doctor with a bright future.
Wei Mingyan sat at his bed and whispered something about his childhood.
Excellent grades, parents love, is the most children in the class, will also use pocket money to buy their own books, the teacher said, the students are envious of him.
From small to large, the parents of other children did not support their hobbies, but his parents were very supportive. He wanted to buy a book for him if he wanted a book. The family even made a room for him to do a study. .
Listening to Wei Mingyan describing his life, even though the body is very painful, Wang Tie is still satisfied with the smile.
At the end of the day, he seems to only say this sentence, "It's good..."
His children did not suffer.
Happy, happy and happy.
that's nice.

Looking at eleven o'clock, Wang Yulin finally drove the car to the hospital.
He is a bit strange. Why do you want to meet here, isn't that his brother is a doctor in A?
Wan Youlan put down his mobile phone and his face showed some tension.
"It is necessary to come down and pick us up."
Wang Yulin parked the car. "Hey, don't be so nervous, have my uncle."
Treating this child who has been away from his parents for 20 years, he should now be an adult childhood companion. His attitude is still not very optimistic.
Although the blood is thicker than water, it has been separated for so many years, and those lost time can not make up for it.
But looking at Wan Hao’s happy hand, he didn’t know where to put it, and he swallowed those words back.
Forget it, anyway, he looked at it, and he couldn’t have a blind man.
The two had just gone to the hall for a while, and two young people came down the stairs.
The man is Swen Junxiu, the temperament is cold, the girl is pretty and lovely, and the man’s shoulder is very dependent.
When Wang Yulin looked at it, he felt that his eyes were too bright. The two people were too high in value. It was just a stop in the hall. There were still some dark halls that seemed to be bright.
They are so poorly populated, they can still grow such good-looking characters, it’s really rare...
Just thinking, I saw two people coming over.
Wan Youlan seems to be aware of it, staring at the slender young man in front of her body, who is taller than her, shaking her lips and saying nothing.
"Let's pick you up."
Wei Mingyan looked at the excited middle-aged woman in front of her face. Her hands were tense and tight. In the end, she still didn’t shout out the
mother
. After Blue Snow felt it, she gently pinched his hand and expressed encouragement.
The beautiful girl raised her smile and rushed to the human front. "Auntie, let's go up first."
Because it is already late at night, they went to the office of the hospital, and the three sat down, and they were somewhat restrained.
Wan Youlan took out the bag he had been carrying with him, his hands shaking with some tension, and taking out a folded square box sweater from inside.
"It’s just early autumn, I'm knitting a thin sweater for you, look at it, don't fit..."
She didn't know what she was talking about. She only grabbed the hand of the sweater and shook it.
Wang Yulin is a bit speechless. Although he is a mother-in-law, but for the first time, I don’t ask what happened in these years. I’m sending a sweater directly. Is that really good?
Wei Mingyan looked at Wan Youlan's hand, dry and thin, blue-streaked, and the palm of his hand was covered with old man, this is a hand that has long-term labor.
The sweater in her hand is pale yellow and looks very soft. It is all woven by Wanyoulan.
This mother, who is obviously less than fifty but seems to be somewhat old, is full of hope and coziness.
She loves her children, but she doesn't know how to get along with him after so long.
Thinking, when I was thinking, I estimated the age and height, gave him a dress, and hoped that I could find it and give it to him.
She thought about twenty years and made hundreds of clothes, from small to large, from short to tall.
In the original world, Wan Youlan thought about sending the clothes to the children and letting the children know that they did not discard him. They were always looking for it and never gave up.
She just thought, take a look.
Look at what your child is like now, looking forward to him taking the dress.
Then she weaved a sweater for the night and was thrown to the ground.
Her child said, "Whoever wants to be your son does not look at what it is."
Now, in front of Wei Mingyan is a light yellow sweater, and Wan Youlan gave birth to a comfortable way.
He doesn't seem to be short of money, how can he see what she did.
The mother who has been with her son for 20 years has some inferiority, and the lost one has to take back her clothes.
A slender and beautiful hand fell on a light yellow sweater, Wan Youlan looked over, but saw the young man who looked handsome and showed a faint smile.
Very light, but also very good looking.
"Thank you, I like it very much."
She covered her tears in her eyes and smiled gratifiedly.