2050: C2050 Something Happened to the Nangong Family

C2050 Something Happened to the Nangong Family

"What's going on? Why would my dad suddenly vomit blood?"0

Nangong Xiong, who was waiting at the door, immediately asked when he saw the doctor, "How is it now, has it stabilized?"

The doctor pushed his glasses and sighed, "Young Master Nangong, the head of the family has temporarily stabilized, but overall, the situation is not optimistic."

"What do you mean 'not optimistic'? Doctor, explain it clearly to me."

With a frown, Nangong Xiong reprimanded, "My dad has been in good health all this time. Is it possible that he had a bad training experience when he vomited blood all of a sudden?"

Any fighter's physical fitness is much better than an ordinary person's. It was also because his body was in a good condition that he didn't have any serious illness or pain. If there were any problems, it would definitely be related to his martial arts practice.

"Young Master Nangong, I don't know about that either. It's hard for me to determine what sort of situation you people who train in martial arts are."

Shaking his head, the doctor explained, "The Patriarch's body function has decreased by more than half compared to the previous physical examination. To be more precise, he is not far from death."

Not far from death?

Ye Zichen was stunned, Nangong Xiong couldn't react for a moment. Only after the doctor left did he regain his senses and quickly pushed open the door and entered the room.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the man in disbelief. Is this still his father, or is this still that heroic Patriarch Nangong?

His face was haggard, without a single trace of blood. His originally healthy body shriveled up like a deflated balloon. What kind of illness and pain did he have to go through to become like this? What the hell was going on?

Yun'er … Yun'er …

The sound of whispering brought Nangong Xiong back to his senses. That was also why he heard his father's voice. Instantly, the worry on his face was replaced by anger, and in just a second, his anger turned into resentment.

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

Leaning over, Nangong Xiong whispered, "Dad, what do you have to say to me? I'm listening."

Family... Something was going to happen to the family... Yun'er, hurry up and leave … He was coming …

The voice was small and intermittent, but Nangong Xiong had a rough idea of what it meant. Because he understood, he was even angrier. He never thought that Nangong Yun was the only one his father cared about at this time.

"Dad, I understand. Don't worry, we will definitely be fine."

Clenching his fists tightly, Nangong Xiong looked at his haggard face. At this moment, how he wished that Nangong Duan could die immediately.

No, to be more accurate, he wanted Nangong Duan dead immediately. If it wasn't for this, it would have been difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart.

As if hearing his plea, Nangong Duan's body suddenly stiffened, then his four limbs fell off. His head fell to the side and he died.

Dad? Dad?

A trace of happiness flashed in his heart, but it was quickly covered up by Nangong Xiong. The voices wailed in succession, like the children of a deceased relative, wailing and wailing.

"Young master, please grieve."

The butler at the side quickly walked over and helped Nangong Xiong up, "Something has happened to old master, should we inform Young Master Yun?"

"There's no need to inform big brother. Father mentioned this before, big brother won't be affected when he goes out to train."

Nangong Xiong shook his head and wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes, "I will handle the aftermath for father. From today onwards, in the next month, all the closed family members will have to come to mourn."

The butler swallowed his saliva without revealing anything, and looked deeply at Nangong Xiong: "Young Master Xiong, I know what to do now."

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