My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

"Uncle Feng, just tell me."

Uncle Feng sighed slightly and said:

"Now that you know everything, I can only tell you. It's just telling you that it won't help you at all except adding to your troubles."

Qin Hao immediately bowed at ninety degrees and begged:

"No matter what, as my son, I have the right to know, please tell me."

Uncle Feng was silent for a while, and then he began to grope around on his body. He only groped for a long time, but he couldn't find anything.

Qin Hao guessed that he wanted to light a cigarette, so he quickly took out the opened cigarette, took out one and handed it over.

Uncle Feng was stunned, glanced at Qin Hao, and took the cigarette.

Qin Hao clenched his teeth and took out a lighter to light it for him.

It's just that his hand, which has thousands of kilograms of strength, is shaking a little while holding a small lighter.

Uncle Feng took a deep breath of the cigarette and then slowly exhaled it.

The smoke shrouded his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. All one could hear was his trying to be calm.

"Liver, liver cancer, late stage..."

The expression on Qin Hao's face did not change, but at this moment, his pupils involuntarily shrank into a tiny black dot, and the cheap lighter in his hand slipped quietly. There were already some cracks in the outer shell of the lighter, so when it fell to the ground In an instant, it suddenly exploded with a loud noise.

But even though the loud noise echoed in his ears, Qin Hao still didn't react at all. He just looked at Uncle Feng blankly, as if waiting for him to confirm with him again.

But Uncle Feng just smoked silently and muttered to himself.

"Hey, when I was young, my mother often said that the fifth brother is the best to take care of, and he will definitely live the longest in the future. Don't tell me, in those days, when talking about the fifth brother in our Qinjiazhuang, no one would say 'good' "Later life". When I was a child, I was in poor health and could not do heavy work. I remember one time, on Yangshu Chongna Mountain, I chopped a bundle of good firewood, but when I came down the mountain, I couldn't carry it anymore. People traveling with me asked me to throw some away, but I didn't I was so anxious that I cried. Without saying a word, the fifth brother picked up my bundle of firewood in one hand, and his own bigger bundle in the other hand, and went down the mountain. At that time, I even I think Fifth Brother is the most powerful man in the world. Another time..."

Uncle Feng kept talking like this. At the end of the sentence, he burst into tears and cursed God angrily.

"God damn it, how could he have the heart to let people like Fifth Brother get this disease? Brother Five is just sixty years old and has only enjoyed a few years of blessings. Why is this God so ignorant... ."

Qin Hao stood there, silent, until Uncle Feng got tired of scolding and came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiaojiu, be nice to your dad in the days to come."

Qin Hao forced a smile and was about to say thank you, but found that he had lost his voice.

After a long time, Qin Hao finally spoke, but the sound sounded like dry foam boards rubbing together.

"Thanks, Uncle Feng, my dad...how long does he still have..."

Uncle Feng stretched out three fingers with difficulty and said:

"I accompanied him when he went to the county for a check-up. I asked him about it afterward, and the doctor said that there are still about three...three months."

Qin Hao nodded and walked out without saying a word.

Uncle Feng wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak. In the end, he could only let out a long sigh.

Qin Hao returned home numbly. When he walked into the courtyard gate, he saw his father bending over and taking care of the vegetable seedlings in the yard.

Qin Hao rushed over, supported his father, and said softly:

"Dad, stop doing it, take a rest and let me do it."

The father was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said with disgust:

"Tch, you don't know how to do this. There is still a little bit left. I'll rest after I'm done."

"dad..."

There was a hint of crying in Qin Hao's voice. His father seemed to sense that something was wrong with Qin Hao. He finally straightened up and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, I won't do it anymore, rest."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the lounge chair at the door.

Seeing his father's obviously much older look, Qin Hao blamed himself very much.

As a son of a man, he didn't even know that his father was seriously ill. In the past few years, he had only been thinking about his career and how to deal with his mother-in-law and his family, but he had neglected his parents. At this time, he only felt deep regret. , I regret why I didn’t insist on bringing my parents to my side, I regret why I didn’t be tougher and let my parents insist on physical examination, and I even regret that I can’t go back home several times throughout the year even though I am only four or five hours away from home.

All the regrets were mixed together, and Qin Hao couldn't bear it anymore. He knelt down suddenly, and a pit was created on the hard marble floor, with cracks spreading around like spider webs.

"dad..."

Qin Hao cried out sadly, like a cuckoo weeping blood, heartbroken with grief.

His father was suddenly startled, turned around, and saw Qin Hao kneeling on the ground. He quickly ran over to help him, but with his own strength, how could he move Qin Hao.

"Oh, you kid, what are you doing... Come on, come on, come on."

Qin Hao’s father’s legs cried:

"Dad, my son is unfilial. I didn't even know you were seriously ill. Dad, why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me?"

The father was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with distress.

The mother, who was still wearing an apron around her waist, ran out of the kitchen after hearing the sound. When she saw this scene, she burst into tears and collapsed on the steps.

The father gently stroked Qin Hao's head with his rough big hands and said softly:

"Oh, son, the matter has come to this, and there is no point in telling you. Dad just hopes that you can get through the difficulties and live a more relaxed life. Dad is incapable of helping you, and he doesn't want to cause you any trouble."

Qin Hao's heart was as sharp as a knife and he burst into tears.

This is the father. Even if his own life is coming to an end, what he is thinking about is still his child. Parents always love their children unreservedly. They do not ask for anything in return, but they are willing to give everything for their children, even their lives.

His father was not good at words. He just stroked Qin Hao's head over and over again, just like his father comforted Qin Hao when he was sad when he was a child.

Qin Hao lowered his head and cried, his tears wet the floor under his knees. He suddenly remembered that he was no longer an ordinary person, and that the place where he had this extraordinary ability was a world full of magic and incredible.

Back then, he relied on a magical elixir to quickly become stronger. Maybe, in that world, there was an elixir that could cure his father's terminal illness.

Qin Hao's eyes sparkled. He stood up suddenly, wiped his tears, looked at his father and said:

"Dad, don't worry, I will find a way to cure you, I will."

His father did not refute him, but patted Qin Hao on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Okay, dad believes in you."

Qin Hao knew that his father was just comforting him. He did not argue because it was useless no matter how much he said.

Qin Hao silently vowed that even if he traveled all over the Cangming Continent, he would find a way to cure his father.