Some say that the life of cannon fodder is like a candle, burning itself to light the way for others.
As the most outstanding graduate of the Myriad Worlds Battlefield, Feng Wu was entrusted ...
Chapter 97 The Best Mother-in-law's Handbook 19
Zhu Sanlang was frightened when he received the sad news of his father's death early in the morning. However, Jiang remained calm and asked him to go to the clinic to check the situation first. She would arrange for a servant to go back to Shande Village to report the news.
Zhu Sanlang rushed into the clinic with red eyes and called out to his father, "Dad, Dad..."
Seeing the man's distraught look, the old doctor felt a little guilty. He thought it was his misdiagnosis that caused the trouble, so he quickly stepped forward to explain, "Accountant Zhu, I'm sorry. It's possible that my boy didn't explain the situation clearly. Your father just kowtowed and bled a lot. Fortunately, he is now fine."
After saying this, he signaled with his eyes for the medicine boy to get away quickly.
The medicine boy, accustomed to taking the blame, immediately ran away. Zhu Sanlang couldn't find anyone to trouble him with. Besides, his father was fine, so the misunderstanding could only be forgotten.
After touching his wildly beating heart, Zhu Sanlang finally calmed down. Fortunately, his father was not dead, and he still had his father to help him. He was not alone in this town.
Zhu Sanlang ran into the ward and almost slid down to his knees before the man, his face filled with genuine anxiety. "Dad, what's going on? Why is your head bleeding? Aren't you at the dock right now?"
The confused man: "...I, cough..." It seemed that he couldn't say this.
It seemed that he was no longer the Ten Thousand Saints Emperor, but the...father of the man in front of him!
Is this body already this old? Is he already the father of someone this old?
The man lowered his eyes and said calmly, "My brain was injured, and I can't remember anything from the past!"
"What? How could this be? Dad, please take a good look. I am your third son, Zhu Sanlang! Do you really not remember me at all?" Zhu Sanlang looked at the confused look in his father's eyes and looked helplessly at the old doctor.
Old doctor: “…” Don’t look at me, I don’t know either!
Doctors who save lives and heal the wounded cannot say they don’t know!
"It's possible that your father suffered an internal bleeding from an injury on the back of his head, which resulted in a blood clot in his brain and affected his memory." The old doctor had been practicing medicine for many years and had seen such cases of memory loss in medical books.
"So, is there any way to recover?"
The old doctor shook his head. "That depends on your father's recovery. If the blood clot dissolves on its own, perhaps his memory can be restored."
But the possibility is very small. Although the person seems fine now, he is afraid that he will suffer from headaches in the future. There is no need to talk about these things, because he dare not make arbitrary judgments about what is in his mind.
The father and son stared at each other. Zhu Sanlang lowered his head and looked up at his father's eyes. Suddenly, he found that his father's eyes were shining with silver.
"Dad, your eyes..." When he looked again, the silver had turned into pure black. He shook his head in confusion, "Nothing, maybe I saw it wrong."
The man lowered his eyes and thought. When he was the Wansheng Emperor, his eyes were silver when he was born. His mother was a princess sent by the small country of Guizhu to marry into the royal family.
The orthodox royal family of Kei Nagisa was born with a pair of silver eyes.
He inherited his mother's silver eyes, and because of these eyes, he...
Forget it. Now that I have changed my identity, why should I still think about the past?
If I don’t have to be the emperor in the future, thinking of this, he turned his gaze to his third son, and his expression was indescribable.
If you don’t want to be an emperor, you have to be someone’s father!
This was fine. She wasn't interested in women anyway, so having a son without getting married was fine.
As for the child's mother, this body looks so old, maybe the woman in this body has already passed away?!
"A-choo... A-choo..." Feng Wu sneezed twice in a row early in the morning. He pinched his itchy nose and looked up at the sky. The Golden Crow, which should have been hanging high in the sky, had hidden in the thick clouds.
The weather was gloomy, so he asked the second son's wife to bring a few more clay pots of water. The family cleaned up the house, took care of the chickens and pigs, and were about to go out when the gate creaked because someone knocked on it.
"Here it comes, knock gently, or it will cost a lot to repair the door." The second son's wife was closest to the gate of the courtyard, and she jumped up in surprise at the knocking sound.
When the door opened, the person who came in looked somewhat familiar. Liu Qiao squinted her eyes and tried to recall, but couldn't remember. She quickly asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The servant wiped the sweat off his face and didn't know how to speak for a moment. Reporting a death was really not something a human should do.
"Sister-in-law of the boss, the boss asked me to come and tell your family that Mr. Zhu has passed away. We want you and your family to go to the clinic to pick him up..."
Everyone's eyes fell on Feng Wu.
Feng Wu was considering whether to faint from shock: "..."
She flipped through her original body's memories. Oh, right! She had been confused by the time she had been exploring the wasteland. Zhu Changdan had died during this time. It seemed to be related to the woman he was taking care of. Feng Wu didn't know the details.
Feng Wu was happy in her heart that her man had died, but she couldn't show it on her face.
After pretending to faint for a while, the family immediately got on the carriage driven by the servant.
It was still early at this time, and few people saw the carriage entering the village, otherwise they would have gathered around to see the wonder.
Everyone was silent along the way until they picked up Lin from the restaurant and hurried to the clinic.
Feng Wu relied on his old age and was supported by his daughters-in-law and walked at the end. Now that the person was dead, there was no point in rushing!
As soon as Zhu Laoer entered the clinic, he started wailing, "Dad, Dad? You died so tragically!"
Emperor Wansheng, who was leaning on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, said: "..." If I'm not mistaken, this person is here to find me!
Zhu Sanlang glanced at his father awkwardly and said, "I'll go call my second brother and the others in."
Zhu Sanlang didn't need to run. The old doctor was afraid of trouble, so he quickly asked the medicine boy to take the patient's relatives to the ward.
When Zhu Erlang saw his third brother at the door, his eyes immediately turned red, "Third brother, where is Daddy?"
Before Zhu Sanlang could finish his words, he was pushed aside by his elder and second brothers and rushed into the ward.
Then there was a flurry of activity...
Just as Feng Wu entered the clinic, he heard the two sons screaming like pigs being slaughtered. It was uncommon for these brothers to be so affectionate towards their biological father.
Resisting his curiosity, Feng Wu smoothed the curve of his lips and walked into the ward with an indifferent expression.
When their eyes met, Feng Wu immediately felt the bond entangled in their souls being touched.
This familiar soul breath!
"System, what's going on? Why is this guy chasing me?"
The system immediately ran into the background to scan for viruses as soon as it noticed the violent fluctuations in the host's soul. The host was a little irritable now, but it was more important for it to survive.
I believe that in a few days, the master will be able to eat the host to death. By then, the host will only be busy coaxing men and will definitely forget about this matter!
Feng Wu saw with his own eyes the back of the system running away with its pink butt twisted, and he almost laughed out of anger.
It doesn’t matter. The culprit has escaped. Isn’t there still the unlucky guy who suffered the same fate as Dai Tong?
Halloween·Unlucky·Emperor: "..." My legs became weak for no apparent reason