On a stormy night, a Bentley drove fast like a wild horse and disappeared in the blink of an eye. As if the speed was not fast enough, the speed was accelerated again, and the violent storm continued to erode the night.
Finally, we stopped at an inconspicuous small hospital. Before we could stop, the car door was opened, and a middle-aged man with an anxious face walked out. He rushed into the hospital despite the wind and rain, went straight to the second floor, and came to Room 202. He paused for a moment, and was about to open the door.
"Mom!" A heart-wrenching cry stopped the middle-aged man's movements. He stood quietly, still maintaining his previous movements. In the entire corridor, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of raindrops falling on the body on the floor, and the sobbing calls for mother in the ward.
The middle-aged man with a strong forehead slowly slid down and knelt outside the ward. His handsome face didn't know whether it was rain or tears. He kept muttering to himself, "Xier, why not..." "Let me see you for the last time? Is this your punishment for me? Xi'er..."
In the ward, there was a little girl shouting and sobbing, and outside the ward, there was a middle-aged man sobbing and mumbling indistinctly.
The violent storm outside showed no sign of stopping.