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's very quiet.She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, maybe she slept enough, and wasn't sleepy at all. She was all alone, extremely bored. Just as she was thinking about it, the door was pus...Everyone was stunned, including Ye Ningyuan and Xu Nuo. The couple had weathered countless storms throughout their life together, but for the first time, they were startled by their own son. Ye Ningyuan had never imagined that one day, his son's gun would be pointed at him.
They looked remarkably alike, with identical heights and an aura that seemed to command the world. This sight sent shivers down everyone's spine. If Ye Tianyu had turned around and fired a shot at this moment, Ye Ningyuan would have been dead without a doubt.
Who could have imagined that their son would shoot at them
Undoubtedly, he was caught off guard.
Ye Tianyu's face showed a moment of astonishment. Obviously, he didn't recognize Ye Ningyuan's voice. He had given the order that no one was allowed to enter, or they would be killed without mercy. But Ye Ningyuan didn't belong to any of these people. The first reaction Ye Tianyu had when he heard the voice was that someone was trying to stop him from saving Wen Jing. He wanted to kill this person, so his gun was pointed at Ye Ningyuan.
Ye Tianyu's extreme madness hadn't subsided yet, Ye Ningyuan's face had already darkened. With a single punch, he sent Ye Tianyu flying to the side. Blood flowed from the corner of Ye Tianyu's lips. Ye Ningyuan's fist was incredibly powerful, swelling up Ye Tianyu's cheek. This was the first time Ye Ningyuan had ever hit his children. From childhood to adulthood, whenever Ye Ke'ran and Ye Tianyu made mistakes, he never raised his hand. He always reasoned with them, using his own life experiences to repeatedly teach his children how to face setbacks, how to face pain, how to overcome difficulties, and how to correct their mistakes.
Ye Ningyuan, while rolling up his sleeves, said coldly, "You have guts. You dare point a gun at me and tell me to scram"
Damn it, I'm this old, and my mother never let me move out. Now it's his son's turn, and he lets him
First time in my life.
Xu Nuo gave a glance, and the doctors, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly wanted to leave. Ye Tianyu wiped his lips and fired a shot at the ceiling, "Who the hell dares to leave"
A bullet pierced the ceiling, showering countless white paint flakes onto Ye Tianyu's feet. Xu Nuo frowned. Ye Tianyu fell to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his lips and his cheekbone swollen, yet he didn't look flustered at all. He still had that aura of a Shura who had just emerged from the battlefield, radiating an oppressive killing intent and solemnity that sent chills down your spine. Xu Nuo and Ye Ningyuan stared at Ye Tianyu on the ground simultaneously, as if they were seeing their son for the first time.
All the doctors stopped in their tracks. Ye Ningyuan suddenly shouted in a harsh voice, "Get up!"
Xu Nuo's intention to see Ye Ningyuan's appearance was to get into a fight with Ye Tianyu. The father and son, after nearly twenty years, had never been so tense before. Xu Nuo was worried beside them, her son and husband fighting, which side should she take
It seems like neither side is right.
Ye Tianyu stood up from the ground. Ye Ningyuan said coldly, "Throw away the broken gun in your hand!"
Ye Ningyuan's windbreaker was already off, hanging on Xu Nuo's arm. His sleeves were rolled up, a sign that he was getting angry. Xu Nuo, his wife of several decades, had seen Ye Ningyuan get angry only a handful of times.
Ye Tianyu coldly looked at Ye Ningyuan, he apparently didn't obey this order. Ye Ningyuan sneered, "Is this what I taught you since childhood Without a gun, are you lacking confidence"
Ye Tianyu, stimulated by Ye Ningyuan's gun and stick, suddenly went crazy. He threw away his weapon and punched Ye Ningyuan with all his might. He was clearly blinded by rage and didn't care who stood before him.
Tell the doctors to leave, this is not the time to stay. If we wait any longer, it will be too late when he truly loses control.
The doctors rushed out in a hurry, and inside the medical room, the father and son were locked in a fierce fight. Ye Ningyuan, being in his prime years just a few years retired, was still as skilled as ever. He had never relaxed his training, knowing that without this impressive skill, he couldn't protect his family. This was his confidence, even after retirement, he remained vigilant. Ye Tianyu, filled with youthful vigor, fought fiercely and decisively.
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Anger, frustration, and despair all poured out.
One person lost their daughter, the other lost their lover and sister. Both were consumed by grief and anger, fighting with a ferocity that bordered on death. The desperation in their eyes worried Xu Nuo greatly. This wasn't the calculated aggression of soldiers training or performing; it was the raw hatred of lifelong enemies.
One hit, kill!
All of their moves were infused with killing intent, Xu Nuo was terrified. She wanted to persuade them, but no one could listen. Men need a channel for release, especially when facing such a tragic event. Ye Ningyuan wouldn't vent his anger on her, and Ye Tianyu wouldn't either, so they could only vent their frustrations at each other.
This is a clash of power between men.
Though he had agreed, worry for his son clouded his eyes. They were swollen and hardened with a fierce resolve. It was clear he had cried hard and hadn't rested in a long time, fueled only by sheer willpower. Without it, he would collapse.
She didn't want to see Ye Tianyu like this, she didn't want to see him in so much pain.
Ye Ningyuan was indeed Ye Ningyuan. His battlefield experience far surpassed Ye Tianyu's. Ye Tianyu's energy had long since been depleted, and he was only holding on with sheer willpower. How could he possibly be Ye Ningyuan's opponent After being punched by Ye Ningyuan several times, he pressed against the wall, coughing blood incessantly. Ye Ningyuan launched another fierce punch straight at his face. Ye Tianyu couldn't dodge it in time, and Xuno hurriedly scrambled up, grabbed Ye Ningyuan's wrist, and flipped him back.
"That's enough," Xu Nuo said softly, it was enough.
She had been through enough lessons, she was a mother, unable to bear seeing her son in such pain and misery before her. In her memory, Ye Tianyu was clean and noble, always so elegant and charming, captivating everyone.
He shouldn't be in such a disheveled state.
Ye Ning let out a low hum, Ye Tianyu was beaten, slowly sliding against the wall. Xuno wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, couldn't help but look at Ye Ning, her face was cold as stone, Xuno sighed and gently held Ye Tianyu's head in her arms.
"Tianyu, don't be sad, it will pass." Xuno hugged her son, her heart tightening in a suffocating pain. She knew how much Ye Ningyuan had suffered in the past, and now this pain was inflicted on her son again. Xuno felt truly desperate. "Daddy and Mommy will be with you."
For so many years, Hai Lan had been Ye Ningyuan's taboo. Ever since Hai Lan's death, she became the family's taboo, and even more so Ye Ningyuan's. Every year on her anniversary of death, Ye Ningyuan would spend a few days alone in quiet contemplation, his mood depressed.
For so many years, he has yet to step out of the shadows.
Although she appeared normal on the surface, she knew Ye Ning had never let go.
Now, the son is having the same experience.
She gently patted Ye Tianyu's back. Back then, when Ye Ningyuan lost Hai Lan, he was equally heartbroken. It was all too familiar. Now, besides losing his sister, Ye Tianyu had also lost his love.
Wen Jing lay on the cold operating table, she took a plunge and fell, like a broken butterfly, forever remaining in Ye Tianyu's heart, however, Ye Tianyu was no longer connected to her by joys and sorrows.
"Seeking Gold Medal"—Today, the first chapter of the 400-word gold medal story is added! briefly explained the situation. Ye TianYu and Xu Nuo were shocked to hear this news. The concept of whether it was a traitor was completely dispelled by Wen Jing's death, and there was no trace left...