The next evening, Ling Yuhao's fever still did not subside. Han Yingna stayed by her son's bedside, her face pale and unable to even cry.
Ling Dao's subordinate Sang Wu sent her food several times, but she couldn't eat a single bite. The conditions of both mother and son were worse than each other.
At this time, Ling Dao, who was hiding from the limelight in a mercenary base in Southeast Asia, was feeling uneasy and extremely irritable. His subordinates didn't dare to get close to him unless necessary.
Finally, when the last rays of sunset disappeared into the horizon, the satellite phone in my pocket rang.
"Biaozi." He answered almost immediately, "What did Brother Long say?"
"Daozi, I'm not saying anything bad about you. I thought you were a bodyguard for some boss, but I didn't expect you to end up on a path of no return. You..."
"Everyone has their own destiny, brother. From the moment I picked up the knife and stabbed the snakehead to death, I couldn't return. I admit that I'm a loser. This is how my life will be. But Biaozi, my son and my wife are my lifeblood. That's all I miss. You..."
"Hey!" The person on the other side sighed, "Brother Long also scolded you for half an hour. Damn it, I took the scolding for you."
Ling Dao lowered his head and smiled, "Brother Long also feels sorry for me."
"If you know, then turn back. Brother Long said that as long as you are willing to turn back, he will find a way to help you."
"Thank Brother Long for me."
"Also, those bastards in the government building just offended the Chinese. Now, for Brother Long to ask for help, it's really... well, even though he didn't say it, I know he's in a difficult situation."
Ling Dao's expression changed immediately. His rough fingers holding the phone had long been deformed due to years of high-intensity training in shooting. His nails were bluish in color, but now they were faintly white. The small phone was almost crushed by him, and his lips began to tremble nervously.
"But he still called and said that he would not do you a favor for Ah Chuang's sake."
Ling Dao's tense hands finally relaxed a little, and he smiled stiffly, "Well, my son is like me in this respect. He has a good brother at the critical moment."
"Alright, if you don't know how to say nice things, don't force it," Biaozi said, then paused. "Around one o'clock this evening, Chinese warships will pass through the Bay of Bengal. I have a retired brother there, and I've already made an agreement with him to go to the hospital to pick up your son and bring him over.
Once your son is healed, we'll drop him off at the next supply point and have someone send him back to you. However, you and your wife must remain separate during this entire journey. Your son is just Ba Chuang's playmate, and your wife cannot accompany him. This must be made clear."
Ling Dao's tense nerves slowly relaxed. "Okay, don't worry. I know the risks you and Brother Long are taking to help me. I will definitely not cause any trouble for you."
His handsome eyebrows twitched fiercely, and his throat was itchy. "Thank you, brother."
"Why are we talking about that? Go and tell us quickly."
…
Ling Yuhao was treated by military doctors on a Chinese ship for a week.
The officers and soldiers on the ship all liked this handsome and smart little boy. Every time he went to the cafeteria to eat, he would be fed by the older brothers. They would also take him to some places on the ship where visitors were allowed to watch them train. This week of life on the ship left an indelible impression on the little boy and laid a foundation for his perseverance and strength in life.
When Ling Yuhao left, he hugged the captain's neck and cried until his voice was hoarse. Finally, the captain gave him a one-meter-long ship model and took a photo of him with the ship. Ling Yuhao treasured this gift for his whole life. Even in the most difficult years, he risked his life to send the model and photos to the temple to hide them, and they were never damaged at all.
When she was sent back, Han Yingna fell ill again. She was very thin and looked very bad, but when she saw her son come back, she still stood up and cooked for him.
"Mom, you lie down and rest, I'll go cook." The little boy hadn't seen his mother for only a week, but it seemed like many years had passed. His sixth birthday was still a month away, but he had suddenly become mature.
"I'm fine. How can you cook when you're so young? Son, I'm happy when you're well." Han Yingna looked at him and touched him again and again. "Don't worry, your father will be back in a few days. When he comes back, our supporter will be back."
She has been relying on men all her life, but she has never relied on any dignity. Only that man loves her, protects her, pampers her, and treats her like a treasure. In the end, she is lucky in this life.
"Mom, I've grown up now. I will be your support in the future." The little boy helped his mother lie down.
"Cooking is nothing more than getting food cooked. It's not complicated. It's not like building a plane or a tank. I just learned from watching videos."
Looking at her son's small back as he left, a tear rolled down the corner of the woman's eye, but her face was calm and smiling.
She didn't have a wonderful past, but it was worth it to meet such a good man and give birth to such a good son.
…
Ling Dao came back ten days later, with a solemn and murderous look on his face, his hair was messy, and his beard had grown densely. He hadn't changed his clothes for many days because of the hurried journey, so he looked very sloppy, but his eyes were still bright.
When he pushed the door open, Han Yingna was lying on the sofa, listening to her son telling her about the things he did with the officers and soldiers on the ship. She was enveloped in a strong maternal instinct. As soon as she saw the man come in, she hugged her son vigilantly as if by reflex, like a hen protecting her chicks.
"It's me, baby." As soon as Ling Dao spoke, the mother and son looked over carefully again.
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