domestic violence man

"They came to the house to make a fuss when they couldn't pay the debt at the company. My mother and I were really scared by those people, so we had to hide upstairs with my parents..."

Jiang Li said, walked up to Bai Fujie to wipe her tears, and patted her mother's shoulder: "Mom, don't be sad, luckily third brother is fine..."

Bai Fujie held her daughter's hands back and nodded slightly.

Jiang Yan looked at his mother's white temples. He had never hated his weakness and incompetence so much. He wiped away tears for his mother and asked in a difficult voice: "How is Dad? Take me to see Dad..."

In the empty bedroom, Jiang Yan saw Jiang Dechang lying on the bed, and immediately threw himself on the bed and held his father's hand: "Dad...! Dad, what's wrong with you? Look at me... say something to me..."

He held his father's hand tightly, tears welling up.

"What happened to Dad? Why didn't you send him to the hospital?" He turned to ask his second sister Jiang Li.

Jiang Li and Bai Fujie stood side by side, weeping silently: "Ever since something happened in the company, Dad fell ill, neither eating nor drinking, lying in bed for several days..."

"Why didn't you send it to the hospital? Why didn't you call for a doctor?"

Looking at Jiang Dechang's thin body and gray hair, Jiang Yan cried out in dismay, his whole body trembling.

Jiang Li looked helpless and at a loss: "Our family's savings are all used to fill the gaps in the project... I really don't have the money to send Dad to the hospital... Even Chen Ma's salary can't afford it..."

"And..." she paused, and said with trembling lips: "Even if you have money to send to the hospital... Those debt collectors will chase after you to the hospital... Dad hasn't been cured yet, our dad will be forced to death by those people..."

Jiang Yan was about to call Luo Bing and ask him to come pick him up and take him to the hospital. Jiang Dechang who was lying on the bed suddenly held his hand back, rolled his cloudy eyes twice, and opened his mouth wide, as if he was calling for Jiang Yan. name.

"Dad...Dad, I'm here...I'm here..."

Jiang Yan held his father's hand and pressed it tightly to his face, tears streaming from his eyes.

Jiang Yan had never seen his father like this.

In his memory, his father has always been full of energy, full of energy every day, and when he beat and scolded him, it seemed that he had endless energy.

But at this moment, he became a dying patient, lying on the bed, motionless, only his eyes and lips were trembling, his face was extremely pale, revealing deep despair.

"Jiang... Yan, child... listen to me..."

He spoke intermittently, holding Jiang Yan's hand fiercely, even leaving red marks on the back of the young man's white hand: "You...must...take good care of...your mother...and..."

"Your sister..."

"Cough... ho...!" Jiang Dechang said, and suddenly gasped.

"Dad...what's wrong with you...don't scare me...don't leave me...!" Jiang Yan quickly stroked his father's chest to help him calm down.

Jiang Dechang's eyes widened, and his voice trembled: "You...! You... are...a man who stands up to the sky..."

"Must—" "Must—!" The pupils of Jiang Dechang's eyes suddenly dilated a little, and before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly.

"Dad...! Dad——!" Jiang Yan screamed with red eyes, shaking his father's hanging left hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake Jiang Dechang up again.

"dad--!"

"Dechang——! Dechang...! Wake up, Dechang...!"

Jiang Li and Bai Fujie came over anyway, and immediately started crying loudly, calling out one after another.

Jiang Yan's tears had dried up. He put down his father's thick hands, his eyes were red: "Father... don't worry... I will definitely take good care of my mother and my sister..."

"Dechang...wake up...our family is without you...how can we live...how can we live..." Bai Fujie cried bitterly on Jiang Dechang's body, and passed out directly under the guilt and grief.

"Mom—! Mom...you wake up...Mom...!"

Jiang Yan, who was immersed in grief, heard the second sister's exclamation, and immediately went to check on his mother's situation.

"Quick... call an ambulance...!" He took out his phone and handed it to Jiang Li, while shaking Bai Fujie, trying to wake her up.

Luo Bin, who was sitting in the car, realized the seriousness of the problem when he saw the ambulance driving into Jiang's mansion, and hurriedly parked the car and rushed into the mansion.

The beeping sound of the electrocardiogram came from the emergency room with red lights on. Jiang Yan leaned against the wall and looked up at the snow-white ceiling. His pale face seemed to melt with all the suffering.

Luo Bin handed him the mineral water bottle: "Drink some water... Do you want to eat something? You haven't eaten all day."

Only then did Jiang Yan turn his head in a trance.

"no appetite…"

Hearing his hoarse voice, Luo Yan lowered his hand holding the water bottle.

"Your father's matter has been arranged...the funeral home informed that a farewell ceremony will be held next Monday..."

Hearing the last sentence, Jiang Yan couldn't stop his tears, but his expression was extremely calm: "Luo Bin...do you know...I still feel that all this is just a dream..."

"I never thought that he would leave me this day..."

"When I was young, because I was the youngest child, he and my mother spoiled me. No matter what I did, he was happy, whether it broke toys, made fun of my sister, or went to the game hall to play like crazy...Dad He never blamed me, but spoiled me..."

"You know...he seems to think that I am full of strengths...as if he can't see my shortcomings..."

Jiang Yan wiped the tears off his face, and said in a low voice: "At that time, I thought he was the best father in the world...so I just played recklessly...I didn't even think about what hard work is."

"But when he grows up, he starts to blame me again... He doesn't know how to learn, doesn't seek to make progress... and beats me... scolding me while beating..."

"You know what I said then?"

Jiang Yan looked at Luo Bin, and suddenly smiled: "I remember I said at the time, no matter how incompetent I am, my dad will support me. What's the use of my hard work?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Yan choked up for a moment: "My dad suddenly stopped beating me..."

"I remember him saying...he said that Dad can't be with you forever, and won't stand behind you forever..."

"There will always be a day when Dad leaves...I was kneeling on the ground...looking at his back...that was the first time I saw his back..."

Jiang Yan couldn't help crying, and slowly squatted on the ground from the wall: "It's also the last time..."

His father always stood behind him, silently supporting him, and at the same time dragging him up with both hands. He was the hero in his whole life, but he never thought that heroes also have their twilight days.

What's even more regrettable is that he didn't even have time to say goodbye to the "hero".

Luo Yan looked at the young man who was squatting on the ground crying, heard his hoarse and suppressed crying, put down the water bottle in his hand, and pulled Jiang Yan into his arms.

"Cry well, I'll be with you." He stroked Jiang Yan's trembling back, comforting him in a warm voice.

Jiang Yan buried his head in his neck, tears soaked Luo Fing's shirt little by little.