In Wolf Fang, I Became the Godfather of Special Forces

The attending physician shouted.

But... even though it's hard for him to accept, that's just how it is.

No matter what they did, Tang Ming's vital signs were disappearing at a visible rate.

drop----

Upon hearing this voice, everyone's expression changed drastically.

"Pacemaker! Pacemaker!" the attending physician exclaimed urgently.

The nurses immediately brought over the pacemaker, which was already at maximum power, but... Tang Ming still didn't react at all.

Just then, Tang Ming's eyes suddenly "opened".

"What the hell? How did I wake up again? Wasn't I dead?"

Tang Ming shouted in his mind.

"Ding--"

"Given that the host successfully rescued forty-one people, the system will spare the host's life."

The system explained to Tang Ming.

Tang Ming was speechless for a moment.

Logically speaking, he should have been dead for a long time, right?

If he were to come back to life, it would terrify people!

"Could your system be any more of a rip-off? It's so late and you're only just now..."

"Congratulations, host, you have received a reward!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming, who had just been complaining, immediately softened his tone: "At least you still have some conscience."

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained one bottle of Wolverine Serum Repair Solution! Would you like to use it immediately?"

"We must use it!"

Tang Ming shouted loudly.

Wolverine serum repair solution? Tang Ming was definitely very familiar with the word Wolverine; in his previous life, he was a die-hard Marvel fan.

Could it be that after using this repair fluid, he can turn into Wolverine? And possess that kind of extremely strong self-repairing ability?

"Host is very clever."

Tang Ming: "..."

"After using this repair fluid, how long will it take for me to recover?"

The system replied: "The repair fluid needs some time to activate before it can be fully restored, which will take about five minutes."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming nodded.

Five minutes is fine!

Don't make it so that it takes several days to activate, otherwise he'll have to be cremated eight hundred times by then!

But within those five minutes, the doctors had already accepted the fact that Tang Ming was dead.

The doctors tried to resuscitate him for an unknown amount of time, but in the end, they had no other choice but to put down the pacemaker and accept the cruel reality.

After much hesitation, the attending physician finally allowed the nurses to release the news of Tang Ming's death.

Although five minutes is a short time, it was enough for the nurse to relay the news to Fan Tianlei and the others.

Just as Tang Ming was about to be resurrected, news of his "death" had already spread.

"We...did our best."

A nurse went out and informed Tang Ming's family of his death.

The doctors gradually emerged. The attending physician's eyes were red, and his lips trembled uncontrollably. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Their failure to save Tang Ming will be the greatest regret of their lives; they have let everyone down!

But they really did their best.

Because Tang Ming's injuries were far too severe.

Tang Ming had already suffered serious injuries before he jumped off the building!

It's already a miracle that Tang Ming was able to make it to the hospital and hold on for so long!

"You must be lying to us, right?" Tang's mother asked the nurse, her voice trembling with emotion and on the verge of tears.

"Auntie, please accept my condolences. Your son... he was seriously injured!"

The nurse said through gritted teeth, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Impossible...impossible!"

Overwhelmed with grief, Tang's mother collapsed to the ground, her vision blurred.

Tang Guoqiang remained silent, but looking at him, the once vigorous middle-aged man now appeared to have aged twenty or thirty years.

His once jet-black hair now showed streaks of white.

His heart felt like it was being gnawed by countless ants. If he had known this day would come, Tang Guoqiang would have definitely stopped him on the day he joined the army.

If Tang Ming had been stopped, then the person lying on the operating table now wouldn't be him...

Tang Guoqiang wished he were dead. If he could, he would gladly give up his old life to save Tang Ming's!

The pain of a parent outliving their child—how many people in this world can bear it?

Tang's mother fainted and was taken away by nurses for treatment.

Everyone else looked sorrowful, and Fan Tianlei and the others looked particularly remorseful.

Fan Tianlei wanted to go up and comfort Tang Guoqiang, but Tang Guoqiang was blinded by grief over the loss of his son, and his anger was directed at Fan Tianlei and the others.

If they hadn't taught Tang Ming this way, how could Tang Ming have rushed inside to save people without regard for his own safety!

"If only he weren't so outstanding..."

Fan Tianlei thought to himself.

The members of the Red Cell Team arrived one after another. When they learned that Tang Ming had died, each member of the Red Cell Team was instantly as if they had lost their soul.

Some of the Fire Phoenix team members even fainted on the spot!

"Doctor...can I go in and see my son one last time?" Tang Guoqiang pleaded with the doctor.

The doctor stood there, stunned, his mouth slightly agape.

"But you need to be prepared, your son... he is badly injured."

“No matter how badly he’s injured, he’s still my son! He’s been gone for so long… If I don’t see him now, I might never see him again…”

Tang Guoqiang wiped away the tears on his face and slowly walked into the operating room.

The others were very considerate and stood at the door without going in.

Because they knew that Tang Guoqiang and his son should be given some time alone at this time.

Tang Guoqiang must have a lot to say to Tang Ming.

Stepping into the operating room, Tang Guoqiang couldn't help but shiver. Outside, it was the height of summer, but inside the operating room, it was so cold.

On the operating table, Tang Ming was covered with a white sheet.

"Xiaoming, your father has come to see you."

Tang Guoqiang slowly walked up to Tang Ming and spoke softly, his tone full of affection.

He slowly reached out his hand, revealing Tang Ming's face again.

The supplies on Tang Ming's face had been cleaned by the doctor, and apart from some scratches, Tang Ming's face was not badly damaged.

"It's been so long since I've seen you. Why are you so dark now? You used to be such a fair-skinned and energetic young man. Now all you have left is your spirit."

Tang Guoqiang reached out and felt Tang Ming's cold body temperature: "That's good too. A darker complexion makes him more manly, that's what a man should look like."

pat-

A tear the size of a bean fell onto the white cloth.

“Sigh, your father taught you from a young age that a man should not easily shed tears, but I never expected that I would be the one to cry first today.”

Tang Guoqiang forced a smile and said tremblingly, "If you saw this, you would definitely laugh at your father, right? Such a grown man, still crying like that."

“You haven’t called home since you went to the army. Everyone at home misses you, especially your mother.”

"Sigh, why are you so reckless? Nobody dares to go into a fire, but you dare to go in. You kept rushing in, do you know how worried your mother and I were watching on TV?"

"In the end, you fell from such a high place. Xiaoming must have been quite injured, right? Come on, let Daddy see where you're hurt?"

As Tang Guoqiang spoke, he shakily lifted the white cloth covering Tang Ming's body.

Even though Tang Guoqiang was mentally prepared, when he saw the wounds on Tang Ming's body, his tears flowed uncontrollably once again.

Because there's not a single good spot left on Tang Ming's body!

Thud!

Tang Guoqiang's legs buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground.

His hair turned white at a visible rate, his body trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down his face.

"Aren't you the most afraid of pain? You've always run away so fast whenever I hit you since you were little! Why didn't you run away this time?! How are your mother and I supposed to live now?!"

A fifty-year-old man burst into tears on the ground.

The operating room door was open, and upon hearing the cries coming from inside, everyone turned their heads away, feeling sorry for the father.

Standing outside the operating room, Fan Tianlei and the others were also filled with immense grief.

The battlefield is ultimately ruthless.

Isn't a fire a battlefield?