What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god? - Chapter 605
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- Chapter 605 - I see the suffering of the people 1
She reached out and hugged her husband, and pressed her face against his. With tears in her eyes, she prayed devoutly with a choked voice:
“Lord! Please look at this land.”
“You have healed countless patients. We pray that you will use your love and power to alleviate my husband’s pain and restore his body to health…”
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Listening to their mother’s crying prayers, the daughters next to them wiped their eyes silently, suppressing their crying as much as possible and not disturbing their mothers’ prayers.
This is the only thing they can do.
Originally, his father was a worker in a shipyard. Although his income was not very high, the family could still survive.
But then a sudden heavy rain caused the factory to stop working, and their father had to stay home from work.
This put the family, which was already relying on their father’s income, into a desperate situation. Fortunately, the church’s relief allowed them to survive the brutal rainstorm, and the sun once again filled the earth.
Just when they thought life was about to usher in hope, an earthquake ruthlessly took away their house that could barely shelter them from the wind and rain.
And now, the cruel fate that had teased their family seemed to have targeted their father, the pillar of the family. How could this not make them feel sad?
Their family can no longer afford the money for medical treatment.
The younger son on the other side watched this scene silently, but then he seemed to have thought of something, and with the help of the light of the silver moon in the sky, he ran into the distance along the road cleared from the ruins.
His sister noticed her brother’s behavior and didn’t care whether it would interrupt her mother’s prayer. She quickly shouted anxiously:
“Frank! Where are you going? Come back!”
“I’m going to find someone to save dad!” Frank’s voice came from afar.
After hearing this, the sister opened her mouth, with a look of desolation on her face. They couldn’t afford the consultation fee, so which doctor would come?
But the little boy Frank obviously didn’t think that much. He ran hard along the road that was vaguely visible on the ground.
As time passed little by little, his steps became heavier and heavier, and his breathing became more and more rapid, but he did not dare to stop for a moment, even though his steps were already shaky.
Just before he felt like he was about to collapse and faint, a building suddenly appeared in front of his field of vision.
The building was so clear and bright under the silver moon that he could clearly see it from a long distance away.
He steeled himself, squeezed out the last bit of potential in his body, and stumbled towards the door of the building.
He couldn’t fall down, he had to ask those kind gentlemen to save his father.
In the end, his will succeeded in overcoming physical fatigue, allowing him to successfully run to the door of the building.
He had no strength to stop anymore, so he used this momentum to hit the heavy door in front of him.
A banging sound was heard, and the little boy Frank fell in front of the door. He was unable to get up. He could only weakly slap the door in front of him with his hand while shouting in a weak voice:
“Save my dad! Save my dad…”
Perhaps the sound of the impact he just made was heard by the people inside the door. After a while, the heavy door was opened from the inside, and a figure appeared at the door.
After seeing someone come out, Frank stretched out his dust-stained hands and grabbed the clean and tidy hem of the visitor’s robe, and begged in a low voice:
“Mr. Father! Please save my dad! Please save my dad!”
At this time, he could only think of these kind priests who were willing to provide food for their family.
The priest with gray hair and a kind face bent down, stretched out his wrinkled hands, and helped the little boy up from the ground, not caring at all that the stains on the little boy’s body would stain his clean robes.
“Child! Speak slowly, don’t be anxious, and tell me carefully what happened.”
At the same time, in a ruins that could barely provide shelter from the wind in the Beresford port area, a young man was suddenly awakened by a rapid cough. His cough was so rapid and laborious that he seemed to be coughing. It’s like coughing up internal organs.
His movements woke up the little girl lying on the other side. After hearing the violent cough, the little girl quickly came to the boy’s side, with obvious panic and urgency in her young voice:
“Brother! What’s wrong with you? Brother!”
If Eros were here, he should be able to tell at a glance that the young man in front of him was the one who stole a gold coin from him a month ago.
Phillip took a hard breath, then forced out a smile, reached out and patted the back of his sister’s hand and comforted softly:
“It’s okay! I might just have a cold. I should be fine when I wake up tomorrow morning.”
After saying this, he coughed again.
When the little girl saw her brother coughing so badly, she said with worry in her tone:
“Let’s go see a doctor! Brother, your cough is so severe, I’m a little worried.”
Phillip shook his head and said in a relaxed tone:
“It’s okay, and you know that those doctors are useless. It’s a waste of money to go to them.”
“I don’t want to give all the savings we managed to save to those greedy doctors.”
“Okay! Fiona, go to sleep! I’m fine. You’ll see a healthy brother tomorrow morning.”
Looking at her brother’s relaxed expression, the little girl named Fiona hid the worry in her eyes, pursed her lips, hummed, and then lay down next to her brother.
But after a while, Philip began to cough violently again, and in the end, his mouth had a little salty taste.
Fortunately, it was late at night, and the ruins around blocked the light of the silver moon, so Fiona next to him didn’t notice his scene.
But gradually, Philip noticed something was wrong, because he heard his sister sleeping next to him also started coughing, and the cough was getting worse and worse.
A trace of uneasiness flashed in Philip’s eyes, and he quickly took his sister’s hand and helped her up.
“I’ll take you to see a doctor now!” Philip’s face became flustered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fiona shook her head gently and replied in a weak voice:
“Brother! I’m fine too. Let’s not waste money to see a doctor.”
Philip put his hot chin on his sister’s equally hot forehead and said to himself:
“No! You have to see a doctor, the best doctor! I’ll take you to the hospital right now. Don’t worry. We are rich. We are rich.”
As he said this, he touched his thigh with one hand. There was a small pocket on the inside of this pair of pants, which contained the money he had saved from working some time ago and a gold coin he had picked up.
He didn’t hesitate any more and immediately helped his weak sister up. He forced himself to walk out of the ruins with difficulty, despite the dizziness in his head.
But after walking a few steps, he suddenly started coughing violently, and he could hardly stand up straight. Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth and splashed on the ground of the ruins, which looked so shocking under the moonlight.
With a bang, his body fell heavily to the ground, and the girl’s panicked face was reflected in his eyes, and it was forever frozen in that second.
Fiona lay on her brother’s body, crying loudly, and pushing her brother with her little hands, trying to wake him up, but it didn’t work.
After a while, she also began to cough violently, and the cough interrupted her crying. Gradually, several figures suddenly appeared in front of her.
That was dad, mom, and brother, and then there was nothing.
In this devastated ruin, two figures quietly snuggled together, forever together.
Without anyone noticing, wisps of mist began to overflow from them, and finally disappeared into thin air.
This scene was staged in various places in Haidaram.
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[My typing speed can type a thousand words in an hour when my thoughts are clear and smooth. ]
[It’s the eighth day, I can’t get out. ]