The phone rang repeatedly, a strange number calling him. "Don't you call me! The moment you cared more about that woman than about me or her, you ceased to be my father!" The loud noise from the phone call woke Felix up in the middle of the night. Standing before the slightly open door, he clutched the doorframe, peering into the scene inside his father's room. At that moment, he realized that the loving father he knew didn't always have a happy smile on his face, wasn't always gentle like when he took care of him. Slumped on the sofa, his father's face showed clear signs of exhaustion, as if he was suppressing his emotions at that moment... A knock sounded on the door, followed by Felix's slightly trembling voice, "Dad, can I sleep with you?" His father walked over and opened the door, seemingly already understanding part of what had just happened. Suddenly, he knelt down, reaching out to hug the child tightly. "I'm sorry, son! It's my fault for disturbing your sleep. I'm sorry..."
The next morning, young Felix was awakened by a commotion from outside. The small boy sleepily shuffled towards the noise coming from the living room. The loud sounds made him a little scared, and clutching his teddy bear tightly, he went to the living room. Before him, his father was held with both arms pinned, kneeling on both legs. Sitting on the living room sofa at that moment was the figure of a man in his sixties, next to a woman who looked younger but whose face also bore the marks of time.
"Aren't you here because you want me to treat your precious daughter? Isn't this a bit too forceful?" "Whatever amount you want, just cure my daughter." "Isn't that better than bringing up 'flesh and blood'? The others have left; wasn't everything settled already?" "Let him go."
They went to T Hospital, one of the most modern hospitals in the city. His face showed displeasure as he followed a nurse who led him to a private patient room. When the door opened, a young woman lay on the hospital bed inside. "The surgery for her is very difficult, I hope you... After all, you two are children of..." "How much will you pay me?" "Whatever you want." He responded with a nod. The noise woke the young woman up. When she saw the man, she turned her face away. The man then left the room. His father sat beside her. "Did he treat you badly?" She said nothing, seemingly not wanting to pay attention to him, but he didn't easily let her off. His words made her angry, and she snapped, "Are you crazy? I want to die! Do you know he only sees me as an object to elevate himself? Do you even know what my life has been like?" "You've lived a life of wealth every second since you were born, so have you ever thought about what poverty is like?"
That evening, in the hospital operating room, besides the surgical equipment, there were also cameras and filmmakers discussing things. When he entered the room and saw the scene, he seemed not to care. He walked to the operating table. The young woman was lying on her back, her neck slightly extended so the doctor could easily access the thyroid gland. After giving the patient general anesthesia and inserting a breathing tube into the trachea to maintain the airway, an intravenous line was established to provide fluids. After cleaning the patient's neck area, he made a horizontal incision and then proceeded with the thyroid surgery. During the surgery, everyone seemed to marvel at his surgical skills. After the surgery, he left the room, remembering his conversation with his younger sister.
Leaving the hospital, he hailed a taxi and asked to be taken home. In front of the door, the small figure of young Felix seemed to be waiting. Getting out of the taxi, as soon as Felix saw him, he rushed to hug his legs. Then came a continuous stream of questions from the boy. Holding Felix, he didn't answer any of the questions, but instead promised to take him out. It seemed he didn't want to remember the people he once called family.
