Just Admitted to the Operating Room

Old Nie had received a critical illness notice.

He was now lying in the ICU, unable to leave the intensive care unit. He was very weak. Even when Old Wang and the others wanted to visit, they were only allowed ten minutes.

Even the number of visits was restricted.

Leaning against the isolation glass of the intensive care unit, Old Wang looked at Old Nie, who was lying on the hospital bed, with worried eyes. Old Nie's complexion was pale, and he looked very frail.

The next morning, Old Wang's wife brought fresh chicken soup. Old Nie, in a daze, drank the soup.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his brows furrowed from time to time, as if he had entered a dream.

As for Nie Xing, Old Wang had completely given up on him. That kid was ungrateful and he no longer expected him to visit Old Nie. Old Wang decided that he would take responsibility for everything that happened from now on!

Young Wang was very worried about his father's condition. Since last night, Old Wang's condition hadn't been very good either.

"Dad, you should go back and rest. I'll keep an eye on Uncle Nie!"

"I'll stay here and watch him, don't worry!"

Old Wang shook his head, refusing to leave.

Seeing his father's determination, Young Wang sighed:

"Dad, I know you're worried about Uncle Nie, but you need to take care of yourself too. To put it bluntly..."

"If you can't say it nicely, just shut up."

Old Wang interrupted him without mercy.

Young Wang's mouth twitched as he nodded:

"Yes!"

The two of them stayed outside the ward. Old Wang sat in the corridor, looking exhausted. Young Wang occasionally brought him water and bought him something to eat.

However, Old Wang's spirits were low, and his condition remained poor.

It was clear that he was truly heartbroken for Old Nie.

Through the isolation glass, he looked at Old Nie lying on the hospital bed. There was a noticeable burn scar on Old Nie's right forearm. When Old Wang's gaze fell upon the scar, his eyes paused.

A hint of imperceptible moisture shimmered at the corner of his eye, a tear secretly rolling down his wrinkled face.

Back when the factory hadn't yet closed down, he and Old Nie were workers in the same workshop. At that time, Old Wang, having just graduated from junior high, looked down on the other workers in the same workshop. Even the kind and honest Old Nie was among those he disdained.

He always felt he had nothing to communicate with these illiterate workers. They were all uneducated illiterates. You'd say east, and they'd say west; they were unreliable.

In Old Wang's own words at the time, their outlooks on life were different.

At that time, fire safety awareness in the factory was very low. In winter, the weather was very dry, and a fire could break out with just a slight carelessness!

Old Wang took a nap in the workshop during noon and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was terrified. The entire workshop had been engulfed in flames. He stared blankly at the raging inferno that was aggressively encroaching on his surroundings!

Waves of fire, mixed with acrid smoke and dust, churned throughout the workshop, stinging his eyes. The surrounding flames seemed to be scorching everything in the workshop, and his skin felt like it was burning.

He desperately shouted for help, but the smoke choked him, making him unable to speak. Covering his mouth and nose, he tried to rush out, only to find that he couldn't break through the fierce sea of fire!

There were many people outside the workshop, but facing such fierce flames, they could only anxiously look for water.

No one dared to rush in to rescue Old Wang.

Except for Old Nie!

He heard someone still crying for help inside the workshop. Without a second thought, he grabbed a bucket of water and doused himself with it!

Then, to everyone's horrified gaze, he resolutely charged into the sea of fire!

Old Wang's eyes were sealed by the burning heat, and just as a sense of despair and suffocation was about to engulf him, he suddenly felt someone rush through the flames and pull him out with a burst of speed! The fire was intense, but Old Wang was lucky and was saved.

However, Old Nie was left with a permanent burn scar on his hand!

Old Wang had always been grateful for this incident, but Old Nie remained nonchalant. He felt that anyone would have saved him in such a situation. A scar for a life was well worth it!

Old Wang didn't say anything, but from then on, he felt as if Old Nie had changed in his heart.

He was different from other fellow workers.

He was ordinary, but not unremarkable.

Less than two years later, Old Nie, having saved some money, began preparing to get married. The factory director personally introduced him to a girl. They got along well, and as their engagement date approached, one night, Old Nie found that adopted son from somewhere!

It was from this point on that Old Nie's life became increasingly difficult. Even the girl he was engaged to refused to marry him because of this.

After all, he had to raise this adopted child.

Everyone advised him to give up the child. Not only was his situation difficult, but even if he raised the child, there was no guarantee the child would be filial. What if the child decided to look for their birth parents later?

Old Nie was very stubborn and wouldn't listen, so he raised Nie Xing like this.

Old Wang understood that this was just the kind of person he was; no one could change his mind.

Back then, so many people in the workshop stood by and watched as he was engulfed in flames, not offering any help. Only Old Nie, disregarding everyone's dissuasion, jumped directly into the fiery pit! If Old Nie had been indecisive about the child, perhaps Old Wang wouldn't be alive today.

Even now, he felt it was somewhat unrewarding for Old Nie.

On the train bound for Qingyang County, Nie Xing sat on the train, his brows furrowed, feeling anxious.

His eyelids were visibly dark, and though he was tired, he couldn't sleep.

The moment he closed his eyes, his father's image appeared in his mind, lying in a hospital bed and calling his name.

It was shocking!

He just wanted to get back to his father's side as soon as possible, to see him one last time, no matter what!

The train wheels spun furiously on the tracks, carrying everyone's hopes, expectations, and anxieties.

Meanwhile, Old Nie, lying in his hospital bed, suddenly began to convulse, and the alarm instruments blared!

"This is bad, the patient is convulsing!"

"Take him to the operating room immediately!"

"Call the attending physician!"

Several nurses and doctors rushed over, speaking urgently, and then immediately pushed Old Nie's bed into the operating room!

Old Wang followed outside the operating room, extremely worried and tense.

Soon, the attending physician, looking flustered, ran into the operating room.

The emergency rescue began.

Old Wang's heart was in his throat, his breathing grew tight, and he shouted from outside the operating room:

"Are these doctors even capable? Why did they send Old Nie to the operating room again?"

"Dad, don't worry!"

Young Wang quickly advised him, reminding him that shouting wasn't allowed in the hospital!

Just then, a group of doctors and experts in white coats appeared in the hallway. They looked solemn, accompanied even by the hospital director.

Approaching the nurses' station, the director urgently commanded the on-duty nurse:

"Find out for me, which room on this floor belongs to Nie Yugang, Mr. Nie!"

"Director, Mr. Nie was just sent to the operating room!"

The young nurse frantically checked the records, while an older head nurse stepped forward to report the situation.

As soon as she finished speaking, the experts present all changed their expressions.

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