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Chapter 30: Go home and see your father for the last time!

When the other party called out Director Nie's name, the expressions of several correspondents present changed!

While pretending to be a colleague of Nie Xing's unit, he stabilized Pharaoh's mood and told him not to hang up.

On the other side, someone rushed to call Nie Xing!

In the humble dormitory.

The strong wind whistling outside the window beat against the window. Although the dormitory door was closed, the dim light still flickered a little.

Nie Xing pretended to be unable to sleep, and was not in the mood to celebrate with his colleagues.

Just in the dormitory, he continued to check some data and numerical reports in the previous project. His eyes wandered between the precise numbers, and his mind was gradually pulled back into it. The logic was extremely clear, and he kept checking the accuracy of the data. , analyze the data splits evolved by each of them.

The dim yellow light flickered on his desk.

The table is facing the window, and from time to time it is beaten by the strong wind outside the window.

Due to the terrain, it is common to hear those wind sounds like ghosts and wolves on this Gobi Desert.

bang bang bang!

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came, and then knocked on his door.

The voice of a communications soldier came from outside the door:

"Director Nie, someone called you from the hospital!"

"what?"

Nie Xing opened the door and stared at the communications soldier.

The communications soldier said hurriedly:

"The phone call from the hospital, your dad has been given a critical illness notice!"

When the voice reached his ears, it was like shaking in his head.

It wasn't reflected for a while.

Nie Xing wore only a thin shirt on his upper body, and ran directly towards the communication station!

The night in the Gobi Desert is extremely cold. When he ran to the communication station, his face turned red, and cold tears came out.

He stretched out a trembling hand and answered the phone.

As if something was blocking his throat, he opened his mouth with difficulty:

"I'm Nie Xing!"

"Okay, you son of a bitch! The labor and management thought you didn't dare to show up! It's a big loss for Lao Nie to support you, ah? Is that how you repay your kindness? TM's Lao Nie is such a good person, how could he teach you this? White-eyed wolf, as soon as you go out, do you feel that your wings are hard, and you want to ignore Lao Nie? What's the matter, labor and management tell you, I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not used to you..."

On the other end of the phone came Old Wang's voice, without any sloppiness, he scolded directly.

Nie Xing asked in a trembling voice with a throat stuck in his throat:

"Uncle Wang, my father... how is it now?"

"Don't call me uncle, the labor and management can't stand it! Old Nie has been diagnosed with cancer for a whole year, and it has deteriorated so much, and there is no one around to accompany you! You are very filial, and you even told him that you are going to look for it. Your biological parents! You have no conscience, you really said it! If I didn't feel right tonight, I took a look and Lao Nie is gone now! He... When he was in a coma, he was still... .. call your name!"