criminal mentality
Chapter 327 No regrets
Chapter 327 No regrets
Finally, there were seven people, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around, he looked at his pale and thin son, whose breathing was so weak that he could hardly hear him. He was full of pity, but suddenly full of hope. His son was destined to live a long, safe and peaceful life instead of lying in bed. Wait to die in bed!
"Bao'er~~Bao'er~~" He lay on his son's bedside, calling his son softly, seeing him struggling to open his eyes and showing a shallow smile to himself, he felt his heart was about to break .
"Bao'er, get up and drink something, let's take a bath, ah." He said, while carefully lifting the quilt, revealing his son's two legs that were obviously swollen out of proportion to his body, which made him feel distressed again. Resisting the urge to cry, he picked up his son from the bed with two strong hands and walked towards the bathroom.
The little boy called Bao'er flinched instinctively, getting closer and closer to the bathroom, and his arms around his father became tighter and tighter.
He sensed his son's fear, and put his face on his son's cold face to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Bao'er, this is the last time, from now on, Bao'er will be free from all illnesses, and will always live happily Go down, good boy."
The father's comfort didn't calm Bao'er down. He knew what was inside when he opened the bathroom door. Those bloody, warm liquids with a viscous touch made him instinctively terrified. Thinking about a small part Those liquids will flow down his throat, leaving a lingering fishy smell in his mouth, making him think that he will never eat again and never feel hungry again.
But even though he was young, because he was ill in bed for a long time, he had suffered too much since he was a child, and he was sensible beyond his age.Although he was very reluctant to drink those weird-tasting things again, his father loved his son so much that he couldn't say no to it.
Apart from concealing his illness, his father would never lie to him about other things. He said it was the last time, and he wanted to believe it.
Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he let his father lightly put him into the bathtub. The sticky feeling soaked his whole body, as if rushing into his body along his open pores, which made him unable to bear it. trembling.
"Don't be afraid, Bao'er, it will be fine in a while, be good, open your eyes, and drink this cup."
Bao'er obediently opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red, he suppressed the feeling of nausea and vomiting, took the cup from his father, and drank it in big gulps.This is a habit he developed from taking traditional Chinese medicine in the past. Chinese medicine tastes bitter, and it is even more bitter when it is cold. At the beginning, he was willing to be fed by his father to drink slowly spoonful by spoonful. He found the bitter medicine harder to swallow.
After soaking in the red liquid in the bathtub for half an hour, until Bao'er couldn't bear it anymore and finally vomited out, he took his son out of the bathtub, rinsed it under the nozzle, and then carefully used Wrap the son carefully in a dry bath towel and tuck him back into the bed.
On summer nights, there is still a hint of coolness in the wind blowing in.He was afraid that his son would catch a cold and cause other symptoms after being exposed to the wind.There are already enough bacteria and viruses in this small body, so you must not be careless.
The son lay down obediently, his eager eyes fell on a book of fairy tales on the bedside table.Seeing this, the father sat down and told his son stories one by one until the son fell asleep with a smile.
He closed the book, quietly walked out of the room, closed the door, and sat in the living room in a daze.
The son became what he is today. He hated his wife to death, and ran out to cuckold him with a big belly. As a result, he was infected with AIDS without knowing it. It was not until his son was about to give birth and his wife showed symptoms that he was pregnant. Tested to be HIV positive.As a result, the mother and child were infected, and my son was born with AIDS. In his short five-year life, most of his life was spent in the hospital.
Ever since he learned the truth, he wished he could strangle his wife to death, at worst he would pay for her life!But it is really pitiful that the infant son will lose his parents and become an orphan.He had to settle for the next best thing and apply for a divorce. The reason was very good, and the court quickly granted a divorce.
How much hard work he has put in to drag a newly born sick child to the present is not enough for outsiders to understand.In just five years, he sold all the two original properties under his name and took his son abroad for medical treatment. Although his son's condition was temporarily stabilized, because he was born with the disease, his son's resistance was almost non-existent. The other children grew up healthily and happily.
His wife left Heshi not long after the divorce, and has never heard from her since. He didn't want to see that woman again, and felt that her departure was the best thing that happened to him in so many years.
Because of his son's physical condition, he needs 24-hour meticulous care, so he had to quit his job with a good salary and spend his money every day to be with his son.Although relatives and friends around him are persuading him to give up this child, anyway, AIDS is not curable, and after spending so much time and money, the child will not live for a long time, so it is better to work hard, marry a good wife, and have a good life. a healthy child.
He also understands that these people are doing it for his own good.But looking at his sickly son, he couldn't bear it.This young and fragile life is his flesh and blood, his son is already so pitiful, if he abandons him again, it is almost as if he personally sentenced his son to death.
The child is innocent, and I am his only relative, so I can support him.So he chose to persevere, as long as his son is still alive, he will do his best to raise him for a day, so that he can spend his life happily!
It was only after his son's body was irreversibly declining day by day, and he was notified by the hospital that he was critically ill more than once, that he realized that the five years of being dependent on each other had made it impossible for him to imagine how he would live in this world without his son. survive in society.
A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.He is a big man in his 30s, pretending to smile in front of his son's bed every day, and crying behind his back for countless times, the more he sees his son's obedient and obedient side, the more he can't help but want to cry.
Can such a thick needle stick into the body without pain?But the son didn't even frown, and told him with a smile that it really didn't hurt at all, and if he took handfuls of medicine, would it taste good?But the son didn't need his persuasion every time, he took the medicine consciously, and asked him if he would go to the small garden downstairs to play for a while like other children .He was speechless, facing his son's innocent looking eyes, he couldn't tell a lie.Since then, the son has never asked such a question again.
He never took his son to the hospital again, because every hospital told him that the HIV virus had eroded to every corner of his body and was no longer of therapeutic value.It's better to take it home so that my son can spend his last days happily, and stop wasting money.
Every doctor shook his head regretfully when he told him these words, patted his shoulder and said: Sorry.He really wanted to throw his fist at each other, his son is not dead yet, why all the doctors are looking at his son like a dead man!
But no matter what he thought in his heart, his son was brought home by him.So now, the medicines he got back are all free therapeutic medicines provided by the state, and they are no longer expensive imported medicines prescribed by the hospital. He was hopeless.
He didn't want to accept his fate, his son was so obedient and cute, he could have had a healthy and long life, but he died at the age of 5!But he couldn't deny his fate.His son has been completely abandoned by modern medicine.
The ray of hope in despair comes from his old mother who has passed away.When the mother was alive, she was a very strong and difficult person to communicate with. The brothers and sisters were a little afraid of her. It was not until her death that he realized the sadness of a son who wanted to support him but would not be loved. There is a family, but after the death of the mother, although the old father is still alive, the relationship between the brothers and sisters is no longer as close as before. After the death of the mother, they meet at the father's house except for the New Year's Day. Besides, these relatives are not seen year after year.
The things left by the mother, the brothers and sisters shared some for their own thoughts, and the things that were allocated to him, because his son was seriously ill, he didn't have time to look at them at all. Now that his son is dying, he doesn't want to spend all day Sitting in the living room and thinking about it, I sorted it out.
After sorting it out, he found the scroll of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips looked very old, and he didn’t recognize any of the ghost-like characters written on them. It wasn’t until he unfolded them all that he discovered that there was another piece of handwritten paper hidden inside the bamboo slips. Yellow and crisp, when you pick it up, a corner falls apart.
Most of the writing on the paper was in traditional characters, flamboyant. After he could barely make out a sentence, he read it word by word with wide-eyed eyes, and searched the Internet one by one for those he didn't recognize.After reading the paper, he was so excited that he almost fainted, my God!What a big surprise! ! !
My son was saved!As long as it can save his son's life, he is willing to let him go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire. He doesn't even care about his own life, let alone the lives of others!In front of his own son, no one else is considered human!
As a result, the law-abiding ordinary citizen and five-good father suddenly turned into a murderous devil, and in the name of paternal love, he swung the butcher's knife on the heads of innocent people!
Everything he did was exactly what was written on the paper.His wish was fulfilled, even if he died immediately tomorrow, he would still be willing.
In the distance, it was already late at night. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom. He had to deal with it quickly. After all, if he could stay with his son alive, he still didn't want to be caught by the police.
Besides, the first six were all killed, even though the last one had a little accident, it didn't hurt too much.
Thanks to Doll Demon Girl and Osprey is a cormorant for their big rewards! !
(End of this chapter)
Finally, there were seven people, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around, he looked at his pale and thin son, whose breathing was so weak that he could hardly hear him. He was full of pity, but suddenly full of hope. His son was destined to live a long, safe and peaceful life instead of lying in bed. Wait to die in bed!
"Bao'er~~Bao'er~~" He lay on his son's bedside, calling his son softly, seeing him struggling to open his eyes and showing a shallow smile to himself, he felt his heart was about to break .
"Bao'er, get up and drink something, let's take a bath, ah." He said, while carefully lifting the quilt, revealing his son's two legs that were obviously swollen out of proportion to his body, which made him feel distressed again. Resisting the urge to cry, he picked up his son from the bed with two strong hands and walked towards the bathroom.
The little boy called Bao'er flinched instinctively, getting closer and closer to the bathroom, and his arms around his father became tighter and tighter.
He sensed his son's fear, and put his face on his son's cold face to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Bao'er, this is the last time, from now on, Bao'er will be free from all illnesses, and will always live happily Go down, good boy."
The father's comfort didn't calm Bao'er down. He knew what was inside when he opened the bathroom door. Those bloody, warm liquids with a viscous touch made him instinctively terrified. Thinking about a small part Those liquids will flow down his throat, leaving a lingering fishy smell in his mouth, making him think that he will never eat again and never feel hungry again.
But even though he was young, because he was ill in bed for a long time, he had suffered too much since he was a child, and he was sensible beyond his age.Although he was very reluctant to drink those weird-tasting things again, his father loved his son so much that he couldn't say no to it.
Apart from concealing his illness, his father would never lie to him about other things. He said it was the last time, and he wanted to believe it.
Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he let his father lightly put him into the bathtub. The sticky feeling soaked his whole body, as if rushing into his body along his open pores, which made him unable to bear it. trembling.
"Don't be afraid, Bao'er, it will be fine in a while, be good, open your eyes, and drink this cup."
Bao'er obediently opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red, he suppressed the feeling of nausea and vomiting, took the cup from his father, and drank it in big gulps.This is a habit he developed from taking traditional Chinese medicine in the past. Chinese medicine tastes bitter, and it is even more bitter when it is cold. At the beginning, he was willing to be fed by his father to drink slowly spoonful by spoonful. He found the bitter medicine harder to swallow.
After soaking in the red liquid in the bathtub for half an hour, until Bao'er couldn't bear it anymore and finally vomited out, he took his son out of the bathtub, rinsed it under the nozzle, and then carefully used Wrap the son carefully in a dry bath towel and tuck him back into the bed.
On summer nights, there is still a hint of coolness in the wind blowing in.He was afraid that his son would catch a cold and cause other symptoms after being exposed to the wind.There are already enough bacteria and viruses in this small body, so you must not be careless.
The son lay down obediently, his eager eyes fell on a book of fairy tales on the bedside table.Seeing this, the father sat down and told his son stories one by one until the son fell asleep with a smile.
He closed the book, quietly walked out of the room, closed the door, and sat in the living room in a daze.
The son became what he is today. He hated his wife to death, and ran out to cuckold him with a big belly. As a result, he was infected with AIDS without knowing it. It was not until his son was about to give birth and his wife showed symptoms that he was pregnant. Tested to be HIV positive.As a result, the mother and child were infected, and my son was born with AIDS. In his short five-year life, most of his life was spent in the hospital.
Ever since he learned the truth, he wished he could strangle his wife to death, at worst he would pay for her life!But it is really pitiful that the infant son will lose his parents and become an orphan.He had to settle for the next best thing and apply for a divorce. The reason was very good, and the court quickly granted a divorce.
How much hard work he has put in to drag a newly born sick child to the present is not enough for outsiders to understand.In just five years, he sold all the two original properties under his name and took his son abroad for medical treatment. Although his son's condition was temporarily stabilized, because he was born with the disease, his son's resistance was almost non-existent. The other children grew up healthily and happily.
His wife left Heshi not long after the divorce, and has never heard from her since. He didn't want to see that woman again, and felt that her departure was the best thing that happened to him in so many years.
Because of his son's physical condition, he needs 24-hour meticulous care, so he had to quit his job with a good salary and spend his money every day to be with his son.Although relatives and friends around him are persuading him to give up this child, anyway, AIDS is not curable, and after spending so much time and money, the child will not live for a long time, so it is better to work hard, marry a good wife, and have a good life. a healthy child.
He also understands that these people are doing it for his own good.But looking at his sickly son, he couldn't bear it.This young and fragile life is his flesh and blood, his son is already so pitiful, if he abandons him again, it is almost as if he personally sentenced his son to death.
The child is innocent, and I am his only relative, so I can support him.So he chose to persevere, as long as his son is still alive, he will do his best to raise him for a day, so that he can spend his life happily!
It was only after his son's body was irreversibly declining day by day, and he was notified by the hospital that he was critically ill more than once, that he realized that the five years of being dependent on each other had made it impossible for him to imagine how he would live in this world without his son. survive in society.
A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.He is a big man in his 30s, pretending to smile in front of his son's bed every day, and crying behind his back for countless times, the more he sees his son's obedient and obedient side, the more he can't help but want to cry.
Can such a thick needle stick into the body without pain?But the son didn't even frown, and told him with a smile that it really didn't hurt at all, and if he took handfuls of medicine, would it taste good?But the son didn't need his persuasion every time, he took the medicine consciously, and asked him if he would go to the small garden downstairs to play for a while like other children .He was speechless, facing his son's innocent looking eyes, he couldn't tell a lie.Since then, the son has never asked such a question again.
He never took his son to the hospital again, because every hospital told him that the HIV virus had eroded to every corner of his body and was no longer of therapeutic value.It's better to take it home so that my son can spend his last days happily, and stop wasting money.
Every doctor shook his head regretfully when he told him these words, patted his shoulder and said: Sorry.He really wanted to throw his fist at each other, his son is not dead yet, why all the doctors are looking at his son like a dead man!
But no matter what he thought in his heart, his son was brought home by him.So now, the medicines he got back are all free therapeutic medicines provided by the state, and they are no longer expensive imported medicines prescribed by the hospital. He was hopeless.
He didn't want to accept his fate, his son was so obedient and cute, he could have had a healthy and long life, but he died at the age of 5!But he couldn't deny his fate.His son has been completely abandoned by modern medicine.
The ray of hope in despair comes from his old mother who has passed away.When the mother was alive, she was a very strong and difficult person to communicate with. The brothers and sisters were a little afraid of her. It was not until her death that he realized the sadness of a son who wanted to support him but would not be loved. There is a family, but after the death of the mother, although the old father is still alive, the relationship between the brothers and sisters is no longer as close as before. After the death of the mother, they meet at the father's house except for the New Year's Day. Besides, these relatives are not seen year after year.
The things left by the mother, the brothers and sisters shared some for their own thoughts, and the things that were allocated to him, because his son was seriously ill, he didn't have time to look at them at all. Now that his son is dying, he doesn't want to spend all day Sitting in the living room and thinking about it, I sorted it out.
After sorting it out, he found the scroll of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips looked very old, and he didn’t recognize any of the ghost-like characters written on them. It wasn’t until he unfolded them all that he discovered that there was another piece of handwritten paper hidden inside the bamboo slips. Yellow and crisp, when you pick it up, a corner falls apart.
Most of the writing on the paper was in traditional characters, flamboyant. After he could barely make out a sentence, he read it word by word with wide-eyed eyes, and searched the Internet one by one for those he didn't recognize.After reading the paper, he was so excited that he almost fainted, my God!What a big surprise! ! !
My son was saved!As long as it can save his son's life, he is willing to let him go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire. He doesn't even care about his own life, let alone the lives of others!In front of his own son, no one else is considered human!
As a result, the law-abiding ordinary citizen and five-good father suddenly turned into a murderous devil, and in the name of paternal love, he swung the butcher's knife on the heads of innocent people!
Everything he did was exactly what was written on the paper.His wish was fulfilled, even if he died immediately tomorrow, he would still be willing.
In the distance, it was already late at night. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom. He had to deal with it quickly. After all, if he could stay with his son alive, he still didn't want to be caught by the police.
Besides, the first six were all killed, even though the last one had a little accident, it didn't hurt too much.
Thanks to Doll Demon Girl and Osprey is a cormorant for their big rewards! !
(End of this chapter)
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