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Chapter 27: success!

Sorry, the number you dialed is empty!

"!?"

Old Wang's face was startled, his eyes stared at his phone, and then he looked at Lao Nie, who was also dumbfounded, and muttered in a low voice:

"Why is it an empty number? Have you typed it wrong all the time?"

The first time I called that adopted son, I would definitely not be blocked, and it seemed that after being blocked, it would not be called an empty number.

If one person calls it, it will be an empty number, but if two people call it, it will still be an empty number.

It means that this number is empty!

"No, definitely not!"

Old Nie's face was startled, and he hurriedly looked down at the phone number, where Nizi's name and contact information were clearly written.

Contact: Nie Xing

Tel: 158********

Even half a month ago, there were still call records!

Why is it empty now?

Old Wang didn't believe in evil, so he called again, and then he believed: It's just an empty number!

Emotional Nie Xing, that kid even changed his phone number in order to stay away from Old Nie?

He is really an outsider, with a really cruel heart!

If you say no to contact, you can immediately empty the number!

But it has to be said to be heartless.

Thinking of this, he was both angry and somewhat distressed for Old Nie:

"What's the use of raising such a son? A few years ago, I was glad that he joined the Longguo scientific research unit. Now it seems that it is not easy to go to any unit. Look at my son who came out of college, although he didn't go to school. What a good unit! But it's just for his own life. I told him to go east and he wouldn't dare to go west! Beating, beating, and scolding for decades, it's not as precious as you to support that Nie Yun, but this kind of filial piety can't be faked. Look at me being respectful and obedient every day, and then look at you..."

Speaking of which, Lao Wang accidentally started the old trouble again, and made a comparison.

Seeing that Old Nie didn't speak, he could only stop halfway through his words and turn into a sigh.

As for the chess on the table, I don't have much thought for it.

Old Wang's eyes gradually sank, as if he had made a decision. His tone was solemn:

"Old Nie, is there any cure for your disease? What did the doctor say?"

His face was serious.

Old Nie said in a deep voice:

"Terminal illness, there is no way out."

The topic seemed heavy and suffocating.

See you,

Old Wang's voice was a little hoarse:

"I've only been an old brother like you for so many years. If you are sick, we will treat it. Don't be afraid to spend money! I still have some savings here, not much. You can take it first!"

Saying that, he trembled into his jacket and took out a crumpled passbook from his inner pocket.

Put it on the coffee table and hand it to Old Nie.