Where Is Your Conscience?

Nie Xing hurried to the communication station of his unit.

For the sake of the confidentiality of the project and his work, their various communication devices had been strictly controlled and managed.

Especially half a month ago, when the project was at the most critical moment, the right to talk on their then-closely-monitored mobile phones had been temporarily cut off, completely isolated from the world!

Only this communication station could be used for emergency contact, but it could only be answered.

It could only be used under the strict monitoring of the soldiers in shifts.

Nie Xing looked anxious. He knew that his father was a sharp man.

As long as it was something that his father had decided on, he would not easily give up. In order to contact him, the old man had changed from an illiterate to a 'trendy old man' who could even type smoothly and even scan codes to pay. For the past half-year... the old man's health had not been very good. He had said that he wanted to come to the capital to look for him and wanted to go to Chang 'an street to take a look at his work.

However, his experiment had also entered a critical stage. The efforts of thousands of people in the entire research institute could not tolerate any slip-ups. He did not dare to cross the line and leak anything that involved state secrets!

Helplessly, in order to make the old man give up on the idea of going to the capital to look for him, he had said with tears in his eyes that he was going to look for his biological parents!

This was the only disagreement that existed between the old man and himself. Touching it was almost taboo!

His biological parents were the people that the old man hated the most. They had abandoned Nie Xing and were not qualified to be called Nie Xing's parents! When little Nie Xing was picked up, he was not weaned yet. Old Nie was thick-skinned enough to go door to door and beg for women with milk to feed little Nie Xing. Under the dissuasion of everyone, in that poor era, the old man firmly raised Nie Xing to adulthood. When he was poor, he would take on part-time jobs; when he was tired, he would eat more and not dare to delay his work; when he was bitter... he would only feel sorry for Nie Xing!

From primary school to high school, and then to the top graduate student in the scientific research of the country at that time, a man who had no relatives was able to raise a child he had picked up to become such a talented person who contributed to the country.

How could a few strokes of a pen describe the bitterness and kinship in it?

Sure enough, the old man had not called once in half a month.

However... why did he take the initiative to contact him again today?

If humans had a premonition about what was going to happen, then Nie Xing really felt something now. A few beads of sweat oozed out of his palms.

He finally arrived at the communication station.

Unfortunately, the call had already been hung up.

A soldier at the communication station had an apologetic look on his face:

"I'm sorry, sir!"

All incoming calls would be recorded in the communication station. They had long made corresponding notes for the incoming calls.

Therefore, they knew it was a call to Nie Xing!

Each call could only be answered by the person who was being contacted, and they could supervise the entire process.

Although the research work had been completed and had achieved complete success, they could not reveal their identity and the project they were working on without the official announcement and news from the country!

Nie Xing was stunned and stood in the communication station in a daze.

He, who had always been exceptionally talented in logical thinking, felt flustered and confused at this moment.

He had burned bridges with the old man in the harshest way possible!

The old man would be riled up at the slightest mention of it.

In junior high school, because of this matter, the old man had never laid a hand on him. This was the first time the old man, who had always been gentle with him, had struck him!

That was also the only time when he had not been able to persuade the old man, he had taken the initiative to apologize and made an oath. Only then was he forgiven.

It could be seen just how much the old man hated this subject.

He had no choice but to use this to cut ties, even if for a moment. He thought that once the matter of the research was over, he would immediately give him a clear explanation, apologize, and ask for his forgiveness.

He had never thought that he would actually take the initiative to call him?

What was the reason? What could make him disregard this personal gripe?

...

On the other side, Old Nie's condition had worsened.

At night, Old Wang had found him unconscious at home, so he hurriedly sent him to the hospital!

The lights in the emergency room lit up.

Old Wang and his son stayed in the corridor, speechless.

A moment later, Little Wang couldn't help but ask Old Wang,

"Xing isn't back yet. What if something happens to his father? When he left back then, I even said that I would help him look after Uncle Nie..."

"Hmph! It's already so f*cking late. What's the point of mentioning him?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. Old Wang was already about to die from anger. This adopted son had abandoned his dying father. He disappeared without a word!

As expected, they were not bound by blood. They did not even have such feelings. Old Nie had worked hard all his life to raise him.

In the end, he had raised an ingrate!

As Old Wang continued fuming, Little Wang fell silent.

However, Old Wang only grew more furious. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

Finally, he looked at his son beside him and frowned!

He immediately smacked Little Wang on the head!

"Why did you hit me?"

"I'm telling you, don't mention him in front of me in the future. If you mention him once, I'll hit you once!"

"Then just say it. Why are you hitting me? There are so many people watching!"

"What, words don't work anymore, do they? Still talking back!"

"Don't, don't hit me! I got it. I won't mention Nie Xing anymore!"

Slap!

Another slap landed on Little Wang's head. Little Wang looked at Old Wang angrily and aggrievedly. He wanted to say something, but opened his mouth soundlessly.

He did not want to say anything.

Thus, the father and son fell into a short period of silence again.

After an unknown amount of time.

Finally, a doctor walked out with an anxious expression:

"The patient's current condition is very bad. The critical illness notice will definitely be issued soon. Are there any family members present?"

"Family members? I'm his neighbor. He's all alone. Other than that adopted wretch, he doesn't have any family members!"

Hearing the doctor's words, Old Wang felt his heart skip a beat as he spoke in a fluster.

Beside him, Little Wang managed to remain calm.

"Doctor, his family members aren't by his side!"

"What kind of people are they? This patient has been in and out of our hospital for an entire year. Why isn't there even a family member by his side?"

The doctor was a little angry, but he thought of something and quickly said,

"Right, the patient has been chanting a name while he was unconscious. I think his name is... Nie Xing!?"

...

At the communication station, the phone rang again.

Since it was an unknown call, the soldier could only pick up the phone. Old Wang's anxious voice came from the other end:

"Nie Xing, you son of a b*tch, get your ass back here! Your father is already in a critical condition!

"You heartless ingrate!"

The face of the soldier who answered the phone changed!