63. Unfilial Son/Phoenix Man (10) 3rd Update (1/2)

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Lan Xue looked at Wang Tie, then at Wei Mingyan, and gently pulled his sleeve.

There were many people in the ward, and it was very noisy, but it was precisely because of this environment that Wang Tie's nervousness was relieved a little. The local anesthesia had worn off, and the pain gradually came. Enduring the pain, he squeezed out a cramped smile, "Sit down."

Wei Mingyan sat on the chair beside the bed. His face was always expressionless. Lan Xue sat behind him and saw her lover's nervous clenched hands clearly.

Wang Tie had been looking at the young man in front of him. He looked very good, and he was very similar to his father in his memory. They were both gentle and like intellectuals.

He was very kind-hearted and carried him out of the car. He was also very good. He was serious and careful when performing the operation, and he was very dedicated. It can be seen that he grew up very well.

"I always thought...you didn't want me." Wei Mingyan's voice was hoarse, and it fell into Wang Tie's ears in the noisy ward.

"No." No matter how hard he tried to hold back his tears, he couldn't hold back his tears in front of the child he had been looking for for so many years.

His eyes were red, and he said, "You were kidnapped by human traffickers. We didn't want you..."

Wei Mingyan lowered his head, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, but his voice became hoarse, "Have you... been looking for me?"

"Always looking..."

After hearing his words, the doctor who had just lowered his head raised his head, and Wang Tie realized that his eyes were also red. He didn't shed tears, but just looked at him stubbornly.

"Aren't you afraid that you can't find it?"

The two of them were like a question and answer, Wei Mingyan asked, Wang Tie answered.

"When you were lost, you were only five years old, clingy age, if I don't look for you, I'm afraid you will suffer in places where we can't see you."

Facing this son who had been separated for 20 years, Wang Tie was timid. He thought of many scenes of father and son recognizing each other, and thought about how to make up for his child, but seeing him dressed cleanly and brightly, and having become an excellent adult, he didn't dare to recognize him.

In the past 20 years, they have not been together, and have not felt the joys and sorrows. He has not shared his child's life, so how can he dare to stand up and claim to be a father after he has grown up?

After listening to the man's words, Wei Mingyan pursed his lips and said softly, "I didn't suffer much. They treated me very well and did not hide the fact that I was adopted."

"That's good, that's good..."

Wang Tie smiled and laughed until tears came out, and murmured, "That's good, it's good..."

He was always worried, wondering if the child would suffer or be tortured.

When looking for children, he found the wrong one after another.

Those children were skinny and had wounds on their bodies from being beaten. These were the treatments for children who wanted to escape.

The traffickers were simply worse than animals. They controlled the younger children by feeding them sleeping pills. When the children fell asleep, they naturally would not cry and make a fuss, and they would not arouse suspicion from others.

The older children understood things, and the timid ones could only shrink, and the bold ones who wanted to resist would be beaten up.

These people seemed to have no conscience. They were all born by their parents and would have children in the future, but they used all means to treat these young children. Once, he heard that a boy was rescued. The age was right, but there was a scar on the back of his neck, and it was impossible to tell whether there was a mole.

Wang Tie hurried over, but he saw a dying child with wounds all over his body, almost as thin as ribs.

The child was able to remember things and was smart, but he would not hide this intelligence in front of the traffickers. Those people knew that he remembered them, so of course they would not let him go.

The child became a chicken to scare the monkeys. Beating was just a small matter. He was burned with cigarette butts, and was splashed with boiling water when carrying water. He was forced to kneel down and eat the dirt on the ground.

They were no longer human beings, but beasts in human skin.

They had no ability and courage to hurt adults of the same age, but instead attacked children who had no ability to resist.

Looking at the dying child on the bed who needed oxygen to breathe, Wang Tie prayed through the glass window.

He couldn't tell whether he was praying that this was his child or not.

He wanted to find his child, but if this child who had suffered the greatest suffering in the world was his son, Wang Tie didn't even know if he could bear it.

The result came out, it was not his child.

Wang Tie felt heavy in his heart, and couldn't help wondering if his child was also suffering like this...

The child was really smart. He handed over the things he had written down to the police. The nest of the human traffickers was destroyed, and the children inside were rescued one by one.

They were scared, and they dared to cry only after being held by the police and knowing that they were safe.

There were not many police officers present who had families. They held the children with their unskilled hands and gently patted their backs to coax them.

Even if they might feel uncomfortable being held, subconsciously, the children knew that someone good to them had come, and they pouting their little mouths, grabbed the police sleeves and cried loudly.

When Wang Tie arrived, the children cried tenderly and aggrievedly, and the parents of the children who were notified were ecstatic. They took the children and cried and laughed, and kept thanking the police.

Wang Tie was not among them. He watched the two couples asking panicked questions from afar. After getting the answers, he saw the great sadness that suddenly burst out in his eyes and he knew what they had gotten.

Human traffickers don’t pay much attention to children. Older ones are fine, but younger ones can get sick if they are neglected. When a child is sick, they only ask their own doctors to see him. If they can’t cure him, they won’t treat him.

The child will naturally die.

They would rather watch their child die than take such a small risk to take him to the hospital. Even if the child’s parents are willing to give up all their belongings in exchange for his health, in their eyes, he is just a commodity.

Wang Tie is not the only father who is looking for his child. In the past 20 years, he has seen and heard a lot.

The more he looks, the colder he feels.

Every time he gets some news, he rushes over. When he finds out it’s not his, he can’t sleep that night.

He would rather shorten his life and use his life to exchange for his child’s safety.

Even if he can’t find his child, even if he never sees him again, as long as he is safe, peaceful and sound…

And now, his child is back.

He has not suffered, has a pair of parents who treat him like their own children, and has been well educated. He is an excellent doctor with a bright future.

Wei Mingyan sat by his bed and whispered about his childhood.

He has excellent grades, is loved by his parents, has the most books in the class, and uses his pocket money to buy himself test papers. The teacher said that his classmates envy him.

From childhood to adulthood, other children's parents do not support their interests and hobbies, but his parents are very supportive. They buy him whatever books he wants, and his family even makes a room for him to study.

Listening to Wei Mingyan's description of his life, Wang Tie smiled with satisfaction despite the pain in his body.

In the end, he seemed to only say this sentence, "It's good..."

His child did not suffer.

Happy, safe and happy.

It's great.

***

Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Wang Yulin finally drove the car to the hospital.

He was a little surprised why they had to meet here. Didn't he say that his brother was a doctor in City A?

Wan Youlan put down the phone, and his face showed a bit of nervousness.

"Mingyan is coming down to pick us up."

Wang Yulin parked the car, "Aunt, don't be so nervous, my uncle is here."

He still didn't have a good attitude towards this childhood playmate who had left his parents for 20 years and should be an adult now.

Although blood is thicker than water, after all, they have been separated for so many years, and the time that has passed cannot be made up.

But seeing Aunt Wan's happy hands that she didn't know where to put, he swallowed those words back.

Forget it, anyway, he is watching, there can't be any mistakes.

The two had just gone to the hall for a while, and two young people came up and down the stairs.

The man was gentle and handsome, with a cold temperament, and the girl was beautiful and cute, holding the man's shoulders and looking very dependent.

Wang Yulin felt bright when he saw them. These two people were too good-looking. Just standing in the hall, the hall, which was originally a little dark, seemed to be a lot brighter.

It's really rare that such good-looking people can grow up in their poor and remote areas...

Just thinking about it, I saw two people coming over.

Wan Youlan seemed to have noticed it, staring at the tall and handsome young man in front of her, who was a head taller than her, with trembling lips and unable to speak.

"We're here to pick you up."

Wei Mingyan looked at the excited middle-aged woman in front of him, his hands clenched slightly nervously, but he didn't say "Mom" in the end. Lan Xue felt it and gently pinched his palm to encourage him.

The beautiful girl smiled and said to the person in front of her, "Auntie, let's go up first."

Because it was late at night, they went to the office of this hospital. The three of them sat down, and their faces were a little restrained.

Wan Youlan took out the bag she had been carrying with her, her hands trembling nervously, and took out a square folded sweater from it.

"It's going to be early autumn soon, I knitted a thin sweater for you, take a look, do you think it fits..."

She didn't know what she was saying, only her hands holding the sweater were shaking violently.

Wang Yulin was a little speechless. Although they were mother and son, it was the first time they met. Was it really okay to give him a sweater without asking what had happened over the years?

Wei Mingyan looked at Wan Youlan's hands, which were thin and dry, with bulging veins and callouses on the palms. These were hands that only came from long-term labor.

The sweater in her hand was light yellow and looked very soft. It was all knitted by Wan Youlan.

The eyes of this mother who was obviously less than fifty but looked a little old were full of hope and timidity.

She loved her child, but she didn't know how to get along with him after being separated for so long.

When she thought about it, she estimated his age and height, made him a piece of clothing, hoping to find it back and give it to him.

She thought about it for twenty years and made hundreds of pieces of clothing, from small to large, from short to tall.

In the original world, Wan Youlan thought about sending this clothing to let the child know that they did not abandon him, they have been looking for him, and have never given up.

She just wanted to take a look.

Look at what her child looks like now, hoping that he can take the sweater.

Then, the sweater she knitted all night was thrown on the ground.

Her child said, "Whoever wants to be your son should look at what kind of person he is."

Now, in front of Wei Mingyan is a light yellow sweater, and Wan Youlan is nervous and timid again.

He didn't look short of money, so how could he like what she did?

The mother, who had been separated from her son for twenty years, felt a little inferior and wanted to take the clothes back in disappointment.

A slender and beautiful hand fell on the light yellow sweater. Wan Youlan looked over and saw that the handsome young man smiled faintly.

Very faint, but also very beautiful.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

She covered the tears in her eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

The author has something to say: Get the third update!

This is simply too difficult! Too difficult!

I want to pull out all the flags on my body, they are all like hedgehogs!

In this chapter, thirty random little angels will give out red envelopes, and the red envelope funds are provided by the author next door, Chen Wei, because she lost to me in coding, huhuhuhuhu (although I lost once before, but it doesn't matter!