Seeing this, Zhao Haoran's father was stunned.
In front of the window, there was a figure, a man's figure.
It seemed that it was his son's figure.
Zhao Haoran's father was so excited that he threw the cigarette he had just taken a few puffs on the ground, crushed it hard with his right foot, and then quickly rushed towards the ward.
His son was awake.
But when Zhao Haoran's father arrived at the floor where the ward was located, he found that the corridor was completely empty, with no one around.
What's going on?
Is it possible that my eyesight is dazzled?
No, that's my son.
I can see it clearly.
I can't be wrong.
Although I don’t usually spend a lot of time with my son, the blood relationship cannot be changed.
I can still recognize my son.
Is it possible that after his son woke up, he came out to take a look and then returned to the ward?
This seemed to make sense.
After all, it was the middle of the night.
My son had been in a coma and probably had no strength.
He must have returned to the ward.
I don’t know if the child is hungry.
He has hardly eaten anything.
For such a big boy, just drinking some rice soup is definitely not good.
Do you want to go buy something to eat for your son now?
I still don’t want it.
I don’t know what my son wants to eat now.
I still want to ask before making a decision.
I don’t know if there are any delicious things around for my son to choose at this time.
Zhao Haoran's father was thinking about these things as he walked towards his son's ward.
When he stood at the door of the ward, he saw his son.
At this moment, he was standing beside the table in the ward, holding an apple in his hand, as if he was in pain.
What's going on?
Is it possible?
Is there something wrong with my body?
Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Haoran's father stretched out his hand, pushed the door open and entered the ward, "You're awake, are you still feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Originally, he wanted to ask some more words of concern, but when Zhao Haoran's father saw his son's eyes, all the words he wanted to say froze on his lips, and he could not say a word.
Zhao Haoran's eyes are now blood red, and it looks like blood will flow out at any time.
In addition, Zhao Haoran's face is pale as if from lack of blood, which makes these eyes even more weird.
It always looks like People feel a chill in their backs.
"Dad."
Zhao Haoran moved his mouth slightly and said this word.
"Hey."
Zhao Haoran's father agreed.
Tears were about to fall.
Since his son can speak, basically nothing will happen.
These eyes must be bloodshot.
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The ophthalmologist has solved the problem.
There must be nothing serious.
My son can see me now, so it means everything is fine.
"Dad, I'm hungry."
Zhao Haoran continued, but the look on his face seemed to be in pain, as if it was very difficult to say these words.
When Zhao Haoran's father heard this, he immediately recovered from the shock and put a smile on his face again, "I'm hungry.
Tell me what you want to eat.
I'll buy it for you right now.
Xiaolongbao porridge or something." , the doctor said, after you wake up, you can't eat things that are difficult to digest, and you should eat something light and simple."
Zhao Haoran's father began to talk.
At this moment, he looked like a man, more like A father and daughter who care about their children.
"Dad, I don't want to eat those things."
Zhao Haoran interrupted his father.
"Then tell me what you want to eat, and I will buy it for you."
Zhao Haoran's father still had that kind smile on his face.
As long as it is what his son wants to eat, even if it is a little troublesome and far away, he will Driving the car, I went to buy something for my son.
"I, I, I" Zhao Haoran looked confused, as if there was something difficult to say.
This made Zhao Haoran's father very puzzled, "Look, you kid, you haven't told me what you want to eat.
How do I know what you want to eat when you don't know?
Tell me, if not, dad will take you to the car."
"Eat" After all, if you have a car, it's easy to go wherever you want, right?
Zhao Haoran plopped down and sat on the chair, holding his head in his hands, as if he was embarrassed.
This made Zhao Haoran's father even more worried.
He walked up to Zhao Haoran and said, "What's wrong with you?
Look.
Look, you kid, if there’s anything you can’t say, if you want to eat anything, just say it.”
"I, I, I, I want to eat people," Zhao Haoran said, raising his head and staring at his father with his blood-red eyes.
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Haoran's father felt a thump in his heart, but he soon laughed, "Look, you kid, it's just a little bit late, so you joked with me.
Okay, change your clothes, let's go out to eat."
Good order” Zhao Haoran's father ignored his son, turned around and went to the clothes rack, and helped Zhao Haoran choose two pieces of clothes.
Anyway, his son was fine, so it would be no problem to take him out for a good meal.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhao Haoran muttered silently, and two lines of blood and tears ran along his cheeks, all the way down, and finally fell on the ground of the hospital, forming a bright red flower of blood.
When Zhao Haoran's father turned around and wanted to give the clothes to his son, he found that his son was already standing beside him at some point, with two lines of blood and tears on his face, which was very shocking.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it.
I'm hungry."
Zhao Haoran muttered these words, and before his father could react, he took a bite.
Zhao Haoran's father only felt that his mind went blank, the artery in his neck was bitten, blood flowed out, and his body gradually began to become cold.
I wanted to push it away, but I didn't have much strength in my body.
Only tears flowed out of my eyes little by little.
Finally, I slowly closed my eyes and said goodbye to this world.
Zhao Haoran felt uncomfortable in his heart and shed more and more tears of blood, but his mouth still kept sucking his father's blood.
After feeling that his father was motionless in his arms, Zhao Haoran let go of his bloody mouth.
After confirming that his father was dead, he laid his body flat on the ground, cut open his stomach, found the heart and liver, and ate it bite by bite.
Dropping it is like tasting the best delicacy in the world
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