death of hope

Chapter 252 "Corporate Warrior" (168) Regrets

Eighteen hours later, the home planet of the Terra Human Federation, the German region, Munich.

At the gate of the Red Cross Hospice Center, a tall couple got out of a taxi. The man paid, but the woman seemed a little hesitant.

"Why, did we go wrong?"

"No, no, the address is here, that's right."

"Come on, the door is open."

"Wait... It's hard for me to face all this. I don't know if I should go in. Many years ago, I had severed relations with that person."

"But you have been paying back the money for him, and you have left your contact information. The family relationship has not been broken."

"I am afraid."

"You dare to charge towards the machine gun position, but you dare not face your father?"

"But I... I just... I just can't get past this hurdle... Hey!" The blonde girl sighed faintly.

"Go, don't do anything you regret." The strong man in military uniform held his girlfriend's hand: "The basics of military training, once you feel tense, relax your muscles, take a deep breath, stand at attention, move forward, I will wait for you outside .”

"Okay... well..."

Sigdrifa walked slowly into the hospice building with great reluctance, her long legs seemed to be filled with lead.

"Stop! You can't come and go here casually!" The gatekeeper put down the newspaper, looked up to see the face of the visitor, and his impatient expression instantly became flattering:
"Oh! A . . . pretty lady! Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm here to visit patient No. 40842. This short message is the proof of invitation from your office."

"Let me scan it. The reservation information is correct. Please take the elevator to the 35th floor. Are you a movie star? That... can I have a phone number?"

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood..." Sigurdriffa said with a gloomy face, crossing the sentry box, away from the gatekeeper's sight.

In the hall on the first floor stands a stone tablet with the names of the donors engraved on it. This is a charity run by the Federal Red Cross, which specializes in sheltering the homeless, seriously ill, lonely and widowed elderly, and sending these poor people to the last care.

Dr. Steinberg received her, and the two took the elevator to the ward on the 35th floor.

"Miss Sigurdlifa, the family member of patient No. 40842, may I ask... Is the old man your father?"

"That's it."

"What does it mean?"

"Because he doesn't deserve it."

"Ah? This..." The doctor's surprised expression didn't last long. Many homeless elderly people have a bad relationship with their family members, and many people didn't even want to take a look.

"Miss, I advise you to have a better attitude. The old man has multiple organ failures. In the final stage, he is in great pain,"

"His illness is due to self-indulgence when he was young, hallucinogens, alcoholism, and promiscuity. He has never been a qualified father. Why should I give him a good face?"

"Oh...that's it..." Dr. Steinberg stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the elevator became awkward. He didn't relieve himself until he reached the 35th floor with the sound of "Ding!"

"Since the relationship is not good, I won't persuade you much. You go in, bed No. 42."

The doctor left as if running away, and she watched the nurses coming and going in the corridor.

As well as being pushed out by the nurse and covered with a white sheet, Sigurdriefa closed his eyes for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and finally decided to open the door and go in.

Hospice centers, as the name suggests, are not looking good inside.

The conditions of a charity institution are definitely not as good as that of a hospital. Every hospital bed is separated by a blue curtain.

The dying old man was full of tubes, the monitoring equipment was ticking, and the room was filled with the smell of urine and death.

When she walked to bed No. 42, even though the people lying there were beyond recognition, she could still recognize her father at a glance.

Lying on a simple iron frame bed, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown,
His skin was dull and full of acne, his hair and teeth had fallen out, and his muscles were atrophied. The once tall and handsome man had shrunk into a little old man, and even his silver-gray eyes had become hazy and dull.

It's hard to believe this guy is only 50 years old and looks like he's in his 80s and [-]s. It's all the result of drug abuse and self-indulgence.

The old man had been tortured by the illness and could not move, sobbing sadly. If someone could shoot him, it would be the greatest kindness.

Even so, when he found his beautiful daughter, he managed to squeeze out a smile:

"You're here...Xiaoxi...that's great..."

"Hmph!" Sigdrifa looked down at the dying old man in disgust, with only hatred in his eyes.

"Honey, you are so beautiful..."

"Who is your dear."

"Please, can you call me Daddy?"

"No, you are not worthy, you will only gamble, squander your family property, take drugs, drink alcohol, and then fight and go to jail.

Once, I was kidnapped after school and almost sold to a fetish as a toy. Thanks to my grandma, I called the police and rescued me in time. And you, drunk, addicted to drugs, don't care about anything . "

"I'm sorry..." The old man's eyes were wet and he choked up:
"You are right, Xiaoxi, but mine is not worthy of being a father."

"Just be clear."

"Please, baby, change your job, don't be a corporate warrior anymore, this business is worth your life for money!"

"Do you think I have other options? In order to pay off your debts, I went to school and worked part-time. I finally persisted until I graduated. I could have found a good job, but because of your debts, no company would take me in!
If I want a high salary, I can only do this!With guns, with grenades, to earn that bloody banknote. "

"I'm sorry... Dad is just worried about you and hopes you can find a safe job..."

"Safe? You have to pay quickly? You want me to lie in the clubhouse and be manipulated by disgusting old men?"

"No, that's not what it means!"

"It's too late to say anything now. You squandered the property and ruined the family. When grandma died, you were fooling around in the casino! Now you're here to pretend to be a good person!"

"Xiaoxi...I just hope that I can hear you say..."

"Don't think about it, it's enough for me to save face."

The embarrassing atmosphere was maintained like this, the patient knew that he had made a big mistake and could no longer be forgiven, so he didn't say a word, just looked at his daughter, and just looked at her like that.

Thinking of all the pain in the past, Sigurdlifa maintained a bitter and bitter expression, but when she thought of that little bit of good memory, her emotions loosened, and when she was about to open her mouth, the patient was already dying.

The instrument detected an abnormal heartbeat, and she hurriedly tapped the help button. Doctors and nurses came to rescue them with the equipment, and she stood beside her, watching worriedly.

How many times have I cursed and imagined that this man will die soon, but now, I can't accept it no matter what.

Doctors began a last-ditch effort:

"The pulse is too slow, a booster!"

"Cut the trachea! Activate the cardiopulmonary ventilator!"

"Defibrillator activated!"

All efforts were in vain, the body could no longer support it, and the heart rate, blood pressure, and blood oxygen on the instrument all gradually decreased and returned to a straight line.

"Father, wake up!" Sigurdlifa cried and cried out. She regretted not saying it just now, but it was too late now.

Grief makes people fall into chaos. Everything in the past flashes in front of my eyes like a revolving lantern, and I feel that my head is about to explode, as if it is not my father who is dying, but myself.

Dr. Steinberg came over and took off his mask:

"Sorry, we did our best."

Sigdrifa's legs went limp, and she slumped on the ground, her mind blank.

When she came back to her senses, the deceased had been covered with sheets and pushed away, leaving only an empty iron bed, a beeping monitor, and a large pile of black and green data cables dropped on the ground.

She didn't realize until a nurse helped her up and handed over the death certificate.

The only relative in the world passed away, and that broken home was completely gone.

(End of this chapter)