Nie Rong coughed up blood and mumbled "I'm sorry."
So he must have felt guilty, both ashamed and afraid.
That's probably why she was so shocked when she saw Chen Rou, who vaguely resembled Han Yuzhu.
Hearing him repeatedly apologize, Nie Zhao felt a momentary softening of his heart, a little sad, and a little sorry for his father. But just as he was trying to pat Nie Rong's back to ease his pain, Nie Rong suddenly looked up: "Azhu, my Azhu, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well."
Nie Zhao's hand froze in mid-air, not moving any closer. For some reason, he felt somewhat foolish.
He naively believed that Nie Rong was truly repenting, admitting his mistakes, and reflecting on himself.
No, even now, Nie Rong is confused and has lost his mind. He is still deceiving himself and creating a persona of deep affection.
They probably thought that if their acting was realistic enough, they could fool the King of Hell and escape retribution from the underworld.
He is clearly the perpetrator, the murderer, but he always acts like a victim.
He made Nie Zhao feel both disgusted and repulsed.
Amidst the piercing alarm, Nie Zhao carried his son out of the room.
Doctors and nurses arrived one after another and filed in. A moment later, they pushed Nie Rong into the emergency room.
A-Yuan missed seeing his mother, but the child realized that the old man had something serious happened to him. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but just pointed in the direction of the ICU and whispered to his father, "Dad, what happened to him?"
Nie Zhao said, "Grandpa is a patient. He is sick and needs treatment."
Children's understanding of the world can be quite fantastical and unbelievable at first glance, but upon closer examination, it makes a lot of sense.
Ah Yuan looked serious, pursed his lips, and whispered, "He, he's scared."
Then she said, "Grandpa, I'm scared, Mom!"
His understanding was that his grandfather was afraid of his mother, which caused him to faint and be rushed into the emergency room.
Nie Zhao couldn't explain much to a little kid. There was nothing else to do tonight. As for his father, if he could be saved, he would be saved; if not, he would have to hold a funeral. It wasn't a big deal. So he said, "It's late. Let's go home and wait for Mom."
Nie Zhao neither bought nor allowed A Yuan to play with toy guns.
Of course, Hong Kong is completely different from the mainland. Guns are prohibited there, and even the most realistic guns on the market are fake. In Hong Kong, not only are guns not prohibited, but people can own firearms as long as they complete the necessary procedures and register them legally.
To prevent A Yuan from accidentally picking up the wrong gun and shooting someone, Nie Zhao hid the gun Chen Ke had given him and constantly reminded the bodyguards to keep an eye on their guns. The only thing A Yuan could play with was a small motorcycle.
He always drove silently in various places, treating his father's ears as roads and his head as small hills.
He rarely cries or makes a fuss; he will discuss things with his father in a consultative tone.
So he rode the little motorcycle quietly for a while, then suddenly looked up and said, "Baby wants, wants, emm, wants to call Mommy."
His two large, clear eyes still belonged to a child, who was still drooling. He would drool a little when he was nervous, and he would lick his eyes and say, "Mommy's feet."
He wanted to go find his mother.
How could Nie Zhao bear to refuse such a well-behaved and adorable little rascal?
However, it's rare for Chen Rou to go out, and it would be too much for Nie Zhao to chase after her with the child again.
He thought for a moment and said, "Let's go home. I'll watch 'The Three-Eyed Boy' with you."
In Nie Zhao's opinion, the cartoon "Three-Eyed Boy vs. Transformers" is too violent and bloody for A Yuan, who is not even two years old yet, and is not suitable for him.
Moreover, watching too much TV is bad for the eyes, but since his son had already given in, he had no choice but to give in as well.
Now, the little guy has evolved to the point where he can outwit and negotiate with Nie Zhao.
He pouted, clearly not satisfied yet. Finally, he said, "Baby wants more, wants chicken, hometown chicken."
Seeing that his father was nodding, he added, "More..."
After all, Nie Zhao is a father; how could he be led by the nose by his son?
He said, "Cola, absolutely not."
What makes A-Yuan so endearing is that he can be a little too demanding, but he knows his father's bottom line and won't act recklessly.
So he said in a childish voice, "Okay!"
This son is just too adorable. Nie Zhao really doesn't care whether he's a genius or not. He's even worried that he'll grow up too early and leave him. He can't even imagine how lost and sad he would be if this little brat left him.
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"When you have an enemy and an upcoming battle that will attract worldwide attention, as a soldier, the first thing you must do is understand him. Only by understanding him can you formulate the appropriate strategy and defeat him."
Colonel Rango's voice came through the radio, tinged with frustration: "To understand the enemy, you need to know them, or at least have the opportunity to communicate. But why don't they choose to communicate? Aren't they curious about us?"
Nie Jiajun was in charge of listening in and translating and recording his words in a timely manner.
As opponents they would face off against a year later, the soldiers from the mainland were not curious about them and refused to communicate with them or try to gather intelligence. Clearly, he was a bit bewildered.
It was as if he had poured all his energy into a powerful move, only to punch a cotton ball, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Just now, since the host and guests had left, the governor naturally left as well. Colonel Lango had just seen the governor off and was now reminiscing with his chief of staff, Lieutenant Colonel Wali.
Lieutenant Colonel Wali, quite confident, said with a smile, "Colonel, you're too hasty. We still have a year. From water to electricity to communications, we have plenty of opportunities to force them to come to us."
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