Divine Physician: I can predict the future!

Now even Xia Ming's voice was a little choked up.

He walked up to the hero and looked at him with distressed eyes.

He is also in his twenties now, which should have been a good time in his life.

But for the safety of more people, he chose to hide in the dark and pay silently, and eventually lost his life. He couldn't even say goodbye to Lian Mai's father before he left.

Those vicious gangsters must have suffered inhuman torture before he died.

But he didn't choose to give in, but fought to the end.

He is a hero.

Very amazing hero.

"I'm fine."

His smile was a bit bleak, and he sighed secretly in front of Xia Ming: "When I put on this suit, I know what kind of fate awaits me?"

"I am not afraid now, and I have never regretted it. I just feel a little sorry for my father. I think he must be very sad now!"

"I couldn't say goodbye to him before I left."

How can a white-haired person give a black-haired person without being sad?
Xia Ming felt the other party's sadness, he stretched out his right hand, patted his shoulder lightly, and then said: "You don't have to worry now, I can help you solve the problem."

"You, can you help me?"

The man couldn't believe it, looked at Xia Ming and said, "I'm already dead, how can I help me?"

"I'm a fortune teller. Your father came to see me during the day. He said that you haven't contacted him for more than half a year. He went to your company to find you, but he didn't get a response."

"So he wanted to come over and ask me, how are you doing? Although I can't resurrect you, I can ask you to say goodbye to him."

That's what happened.

When he learned everything, he immediately felt grateful to Xia Ming. He bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Master, for helping me so much, I am very grateful."

"You mustn't say that."

His words of thanking Xia Ming really deserved it.

Obviously they are the real heroes, and they often contribute in obscurity in the dark to bring them help.

The result is now...

Want him to say thank you to himself?
Xia Ming really deserves it.

He said: "The one who really wants to say thank you now should be me. You are really outstanding and amazing people!"

The young man couldn't wait, and wanted to go back to see his father soon.

He said sadly: "Little brother, I want to ask when I can go back to see my father, I really miss him."

"It may take a while."

Xia Ming said directly: "You look so embarrassed now, if you go to see your father, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, right?"

He froze for a while, then smiled bitterly in front of Xia Ming, and nodded slightly.

What the other party said just now was good.

"Then what do I need to do next?"

He said directly: "I will help you change your face first, so that you can restore your original appearance."

"Ah."

Seeing that she agreed to come down, Xia Ming dealt with it briefly. Not long after, the man's true appearance appeared in front of him again. He did not expect the other party to be so handsome.

If he hadn't sacrificed, he would probably have married someone else and had children by now, living a simple and happy life.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now.

After all, there are still regrets that cannot be made up.

Xia Ming said, "Let's go!"

"Ah."

……

Now it was late.

The old man sat in the room, still not falling asleep.

His slightly old body has become more and more sick recently. Every night he dreams of his son, and in the dream he is still as elegant and unrestrained as before.

He didn't understand why his son was still reluctant to contact him.

I don't even want to call him.

Is it...

Don't you like him as a father?
"father!"

Suddenly hearing a voice from outside the door, the old man couldn't help shaking, and he quickly stood up and opened the door.

The one who appeared in front of him was his son who had not seen him for many days.

When he saw his son again, he was very excited, hugged him tightly, and said, "I said, what's going on with you, where have you been all this time?"

"Do you know that I'm worried about you?"

Seeing his father's various behaviors, he feels very distressed now, but he has a thousand words in his heart and doesn't know where to start.

He coughed twice and said to his father: "I'm sorry, Dad, I really have a lot of things to deal with, so I..."

"no problem, no problem."

He hurriedly said to his son: "There is nothing to be sorry for, as long as you come back, do you want me to cook a bowl of noodles for you?"

"My favorite thing to eat is the noodles I cook. You wait here for a while, and I'll get it to you right away. Just wait for a few minutes."

The man nodded slightly, with tears in his eyes.

He could feel that his father knew everything, but he didn't want to say it.

The heart of the old man is like a mirror.

He went to the kitchen as before, boiled the noodles in the water, and then made his son's favorite noodle.

A large bowl full was brought out and placed on the table. The old man's face was full of wrinkles and he smiled. He looked at his son and said, "Eat it while it's hot!"

"Okay, Dad."

Men are also trying to restrain their emotions.

How greedy he is, he wants to stay longer in this ordinary and happy time, but he knows that Xia Ming can help him to see his father for the last time, which is the utmost tolerance.

Otherwise, he will leave a lifetime of regrets.

It didn't take long for him to eat all the food on the table, and tears slowly fell down at some point.

Xia Ming told him that there is only half an hour at most.

There are still a few minutes left.

He put down the bowls and chopsticks, turned around slowly and said to his father, "Dad, I'm probably going to leave soon."

To the old father, a simple sentence was a heavy but unbearable blow. He said in shock, "Son, what were you talking about just now? Are you really leaving?"

"father!"

The man knelt down in front of his father and kowtowed to him a few times, each of which was quite heavy. He said hesitantly, "It's my son who is sorry for you, but I have to leave now!"

"I hope you can express your understanding!"

Feeling the firmness of his son's attitude, the old man knew that no matter what he said now, it was useless.

Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven.

He smiled wryly and said, "Don't think I'm a fool, but I know everything now."

"Come on, you can go now."

"Thank you dad!"

The man stood up and disappeared into the vast night.

Looking at the back of the other party, the old man's heart has never been heavy.