The Ace Bodyguard

After a few short chats, Wang Xiao finally understood that in the ten years that he had been gone, a huge change had occurred in his family.

After the death of his mother, his father became more and more haggard. His body was also in a bad condition, and he wanted to live a light life a few times. But because he couldn't let Xiao Yue go, he managed to persevere. He invested almost all of his energy into the clinic, hoping to save up some money to prepare for Xiao Yue later on.

All these years, he had been relying on his elderly father to support this family. His father was not an easy person.

As Wang listened to Xiao Yue's narration, he was filled with remorse.

If it wasn't for him running away from home on a whim, there wouldn't have been a series of incidents …

However, Wang Xiao was very pleased. Wang Xiaoyue was very sensible, on one hand helping her father with the matters of the clinic, and on the other hand doing household chores. Her academic performance was very good, the first in Huahai Nine's third grade.

Quasi-famous students recognized by the whole school.

Wang Xiao was very happy and lovingly touched the back of Xiao Yue's head, "Xiao Yue, big brother is proud of you.

Wang Xiaoyue smiled slightly.

Wang Xiao asked: "Did you encounter any problems in your home?"

Wang Xiaoyue was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "No, everything at home is fine."

Although Wang Xiao felt that something was wrong, he did not say much and immediately pulled Wang Xiaoyue's hand: "Come, let's go find the old man. We will go to the restaurant at noon, Big Brother will treat you to food."

"Alright, I want to eat the hotpot, the charcoal kind." As if it had been a long time since Wang Xiaoyue had eaten a hotpot, she seemed extremely happy.

"Alright, then let's eat the carburnt-out." Wang Xiao felt a sense of warmth, a warmth that he had never felt in his entire life before.

Carrying a bottle of normal Erguotou, Wang Xiao and Wang Xiaoyue headed towards their father's clinic.

Her father's clinic was on a street four kilometers away. It was called Wang Ping's clinic.

Ten years ago it was popular to name the clinic after a doctor. But now that the big hospital had sprung up, very few people were willing to go to the small clinic to see a doctor. It was very difficult for the small clinic to survive.

Once they entered the familiar old street, the familiar clinic quickly caught Wang Xiao's attention.

The appearance of Wang Ping's clinic didn't change much from ten years ago. It looked extremely old and worn out, and it had the look of a reputable shop.

Around the clinic was a bunch of poor people's restaurants. The streets were filled with oil stains and sewage. They were dirty and gave off a bad smell.

However, many students and poor people went in and out of the restaurant. There was an endless stream of people coming in and out of the restaurant.

Those who went to the Wang Ping Clinic were mostly the poor and laborers, because the prices of the medical fees and medicine here were very low.

From a distance, Wang Xiao saw an old man with white hair and reading glasses busy working inside the clinic.

His movements were no longer nimble. He had to place his head very close to his needle.

What made Wang Xiao even more sad was that the old man was still limping his right leg and his movements were very inconvenient. Every step he took seemed to be very strenuous …

Was this the domineering father from before?

This is the father who tore up the medal and said he was useless?

This was the father that he had left home in a bad mood …

Wang Xiao felt mixed emotions.

At this moment, a group of young men with tattooed and dyed hair were led by a burly man towards the clinic from afar.

"The Brother Biao is here, get lost!"

"Don't block Brother Biao's way!"

"Get lost!"

This group of people pushed aside the passersby on both sides of the street. They approached aggressively and surrounded Wang Ping's clinic entrance in the end.

The brawny man held a steel pipe in his hand and smashed it against the glass door of the clinic.

"Clank!"

The glass shattered and fragments scattered all over the floor.

The surrounding people were all shocked, and some of the patients started to leave.

In such a large clinic, only a few seriously injured patients and Wang Ping were left.

The sturdy man shouted, "Wang Ping, it's already the fourth day of the first month, if you still don't pay the taxes from last month, then don't blame me, Zhang Biao, for smashing your store."

A red haired young man beside Zhang Biao also shouted: "Wang Ping, your business is obviously very good, but you are telling us that you have no money? Do you think that Brother Biao is a three year old child? "

Wang Ping walked forward with a limp, struggled to lift his hand, and pointed at Zhang Biao: "You don't need money, you have one life, if you have the ability, come and take it! I don't believe that you would dare to smash my shop in broad daylight. "

Wang Ping was still as stubborn as he was ten years ago when he tore off Wang Xiao's medal.

Zhang Biao scoffed, "You don't dare to smash your shop?! Then I'll smash it in your face! "

With that, Zhang Biao shouted at his subordinates. "Everyone search for anything that is of value! Then, smash all the medical equipment in the clinic! "

With a single command, more than ten bad youths rushed in with sticks in their hands.

Wang Ping spread his hands and firmly blocked the door: "You bunch of hoodlums, smashing my clinic time and time again, today, even if I have to sacrifice this old body of mine, I will not let you destroy the clinic!"

"Scram!"

The red-haired guy kicked Wang Ping in the stomach.

Wang Ping's entire body was clutching his stomach, squatting on the ground, he screamed miserably, and couldn't get up for a long while.

"We're from the underworld, we've cut people before! Damned old man, I've seen too many of your tricks! " The red-haired youngster sneered and then led the way into the clinic. He brandished the metal rod in his hand and smashed it everywhere!

The rest of the group also entered in a line, rummaging around for anything of value.

"There's a locked box here!" The red-haired guy reacted quickly, finding a treasure chest and bringing it to Zhang Biao's side. "Brother Biao, looking at the wood in the chest, it seems to be expensive, the things inside must be valuable."

Zhang Biao deeply thought so, "Break it open!"

Without another word, the red-haired youngster smashed a steel pipe into the ancient iron lock.

"Clank!"

The iron lock cracked immediately.

The red-haired youngster instinctively wanted to reach out to reveal it, but then he suddenly thought of something, and promptly laughed: "Brother Biao, this treasure belongs to Brother Biao, and he should open it."

Zhang Biao was very satisfied with his subordinate's performance, hence he swaggered forward and opened the box.

"A pile of letters?"

Zhang Biao flipped through a few letters.

He turned the box upside down, and there were a few "hualala" sounds.

All that came out were letters.

Zhang Biao picked up the letter and wanted to open it, but upon thinking that he could not read, he coughed and handed the letter over to the red-haired guy: "Read it, and see if the letter is related to money."

The red-haired guy opened the envelope and opened the letter. He muttered, "Owl, please forgive my mistake. So what if I can't get into a university? As long as my family is safe, I'll be satisfied. "It's all because of my foul mouth …"

"What a mess!" Zhang Biao shouted to stop him, "Take a look at another letter."

The red-haired guy changed the letter and started to mutter, "Owl, your mother's brain is so deep that she's already in danger. The hospital says she won't live for more than two days …" If you can hear me, come back and see your mother. "Even if you don't forgive me, you have to come see your mother one last time …"

"What bullshit!" Zhang Biao waved his hand in displeasure: "Such a good box yet you have such a crazy thing in it, burn it for me!"

"Yes, Brother Biao!" The red-haired guy lit the letter with a lighter and burned it.

"No!" Wang Ping let out a heart-wrenching scream, he rushed forward to stop them, but in the end he was kicked fiercely by the red-haired young man, and he laid on the ground while trembling.

"No!" That's my letter to Xiao'er... " Wang Ping immediately lost control of his emotions, "That is all I have missed of Xiao'er in the past ten years … Don't burn... "Don't burn it …"

When Wang Ping forced himself to stand up, the letter was completely burnt and turned into ashes!

Wang Ping threw himself onto the ground, scooped the ashes into his own pocket and said, "Xiao'er, your father has let you down … Daddy is sorry... I know you're not dead yet. You can come back and do whatever you want me to … "Come back …"

Every time he grabbed a handful of ashes, he would mutter until he lost control of his emotions.

At this time, a figure quickly squeezed through the crowd and came in front of Wang Ping: "Dad!"

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had misheard. He sneered, and continued to frantically grab at the ashes.

"Dad!" It's me, Wang Xiao! " Wang Xiao kneeled on the ground and kowtowed fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Only then did Wang Ping stop and slowly raised his head to look at the young man in front of him.

Wang Xiao also raised his head and looked at Wang Ping.

Looking at the countless wrinkles on Wang Ping's face, the white hair on his temples, his aged and withered eyes, and his haggard hands …

Wang Xiao's body was trembling. He slowly reached out and held onto both of Wang Ping's shriveled and fleshless palms, then said hoarsely, "Dad, I'm back!"

Wang Ping did not move, nor did he speak. His entire body was stiff.

However, Wang Ping's mouth was puckered up and tears rolled down.

"Dad, you've suffered!" Wang Xiao kneeled and took two steps forward, fiercely hugging the withered old man: "It is I who have let you down!"

In this instant, Wang Xiao's heart was crushed!

Even though his father was always in the wrong, time was always merciless. He had grown old and had become an old man without any social status or family right to speak.

Wang Xiao realized that all the knot in his heart and his father's heart had all disappeared without a trace.

All that was left was endless love, self-blame, and regret!