Peerless War God in City

2As the saying goes, a man is not easy to be tired, but it is not to the point of sadness.    

    

This seven-foot-long man, in the face of his daughter's life and death situation, had finally revealed his weakness and weakness.    

    

However, facing his doctor, he kicked the man out of the elevator with a look of disgust, then walked out and coldly said:    

    

"I've already said it!"    

    

"Your daughter is dead!"    

    

The doctor's words were like a sharp knife cutting into a man's heart. He didn't want to believe the result.    

    

"No!"    

    

"I won't!"    

    

"Doctor, that won't happen. Just now, just now, I even felt her hands move a little, my daughter, she isn't dead, she isn't dead! I beg you, please save her!"    

    

"As long as you can save her, I'm willing to be your slave!"    

    

For the sake of his daughter's life, the man had already given up his dignity. He kept his head down and kept on kowtowing to the doctor.    

    

With a cold expression, he faced the thousand fingers and lowered his head to be an ox!    

    

This was perhaps the greatest embodiment of father's love!    

    

"I said dead, so I died. Why are you so annoying!" When the doctor saw the man kneeling in front of his pants, his eyes were filled with disgust. He took the drink in his hand and dripped it down from the man's head.    

    

Colorful fruit drinks ran down the man's messy, mud-stained hair, then slid down his cheek to the corner of his mouth.    

    

This was the first time he had shouted at an ordinary and thrifty person. This was a drink that only the rich could afford that was worth dozens of yuan.    

    

However, the taste was not as sweet as he'd thought.    

    

It was a bit bitter, and there was even a sense of humiliation mixed within …    

    

The man curled up his body and tightly hugged his daughter. He kneeled in front of her and continued begging bitterly: "I beg of you, she isn't dead yet, please save my daughter …"    

    

"Sigh!"    

    

"This man is so pitiful!"    

    

"Yeah, you heard about it too, right?"    

    

"Yes, I heard that he worked at the construction site next to this hospital. His wife, who adored glory, took all his savings and ran off with a rich boss, leaving behind only the infant daughter."    

    

"Even so, he didn't complain at all. Other than working hard every day, he also had to take care of his daughter. As both a father and a mother, he ate and slept sparingly, all for the sake of making his daughter eat and dress well."    

    

"It is said that from kindergarten onwards, he sent his daughter to a noble school."    

    

"In his words, he wants his daughter to receive the best education, to establish the right values in life, and not be like him in the future. In his heart, his daughter has already become his everything, his spiritual support."    

    

"But the heavens are blind!"    

    

"Heavens, not only did I not pity this good man, I even made him suffer even worse!"    

    

"Today is the man's birthday." An hour ago, her daughter, in order to visit him at the construction site, had bought a birthday cake to celebrate with him, using the pocket money she had saved.    

    

"However, I accidentally slipped and fell from the building!"    

    

"Sigh, this is too pitiful, isn't it?"    

    

"If his daughter can't be saved, I reckon he doesn't want to live anymore …"    

    

"He definitely won't be able to save her. It is said that her breathing was already very weak when she delivered the medicine. Even if she could be saved, such a major operation would cost an astronomical amount of money. It's impossible for him to afford it."    

    

"But the hospital right now is not a place to save the dying and the wounded. This place is like a shop. They wouldn't pity the poor. Didn't you see that doctor? Did he treat him with such ill intentions?"