You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 6103: No fluctuation at all
He froze on the ground little by little, moving his hands towards his pockets little by little.
In his pocket is his cell phone.
At this moment, he feels the threat of death.
Death, so close to him, as if the next second, he will leave this world.
He's afraid.
He's afraid of death.
I'm more afraid of dying alone.
He wished that someone around him could help him at the moment, stay by his side, call him an ambulance, then comfort him and tell him that he won't die, he can live...
He glared in the direction of the door, his vision getting blurry.
Just as he was about to lose all consciousness, he heard rapid footsteps.
He tries to keep his eyes open, and sees a vague shadow pushing open the door and striding towards him.
His vision was blurred and he couldn't see the face of the person who came, but his magical sixth sense told him that the person was his son.
His only son, He Chuanyang.
At this moment, the situation when He Chuanyang was just born suddenly flashed in his mind.
When the nurse handed the little soft child into his hands, his arms were too stiff to move.
He seemed to be holding a fragile treasure, looking at the small soft ball in his arms, his heart softened into a ball.
He once told himself that he must be a good father.
But he... doesn't seem to do it.
After more than 20 years of busy work, the father and son turned against each other, and the only biological son wanted to cut off relations with him.
This was never the result he wanted...
He tried to grab He Chuanyang's hand, his lips squirming.
He wanted to say... I'm sorry.
On the line between life and death, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.
He always wanted to be a good man, a good son, a good brother, a good father, and he wanted to take care of everyone's feelings, so that everyone would praise him as an excellent and good man.
When he was about to die, he suddenly realized that one person cannot please everyone.
Many people like to say that the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat.
But even the palm of the hand and the back of the hand are thick and thin.
He is too confused, he values too much what he should not value, but ignores what he should value the most.
He was wrong.
Wrong...
He Chuanyang walked to the elevator door, and suddenly his heart palpitated, and a voice suddenly sounded in his heart, asking him to go back and have a look.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to follow the call of his heart and go back and have a look.
Just going back and having a look, nothing to lose to him.
Opening the door and entering, he saw his father slumped on the ground, his eyes crooked and his mouth slanted, confused.
He rushed over immediately and gave his father first aid using the first aid knowledge he had learned before, and then called the emergency number.
He sees his father trying to look in his direction, lips twitching.
He can't hear a sound, but looking at his mouth, he seems to be saying...sorry.
He looked at him indifferently, without any fluctuations in his heart.
No matter how much his parents neglected him, he was raised by his parents, so he will give them old age.
But it's just for old age.
The knot in my heart for more than 20 years cannot be solved with a single "sorry".
He's almost in his thirties, and he doesn't lack the phrase "I'm sorry".
The ambulance came quickly and took Father He to the hospital.
He Chuanyang did not leave for the time being. He accompanied Father He to the hospital and found the best doctor for Father He.
After examining and treating He's father, the doctor said to He Chuanyang that his father was very lucky. The stroke was detected in time and received the best treatment. After a period of recovery, he would basically return to normal. , leaving no sequelae.