Love Comes After Hate

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 Questionable point

“I‘m your mother‘s neighbor. Come back quickly. Your house is burning and the fire is very big….”

My house is burning?

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I got in a taxi at the gate of the hospital, asking the driver to drive quickly I called my parents continuously , but no one answered. I had to beg the driver to drive faster.

There was still some distance I‘rom the community where my parents live in, and I see black smoke ever ywhere.

When I entered the community, I saw from a distance that my two–and–a–half–story villa was burned to the frame, eye–catching

fire engines and ambulances flashed lights, and the onlookers talked about it one after another, as if they were saying that it was

impossible to survive……

Have they already…..

No, no……

In a panic. I pulled away the crowd and rushed in. A neighbor recognized me and said that my mother ha d been hit in the leg try the burning wood, but she had been transferred to the ambulance, and my father was still in it.

I immediately wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the firemen. I stumbled and pointed to my home: “… my father is…In…”

“Don‘t worry, our colleagues have gone in to find him. Be patient and calm.”

*But……”

Suddenly, I heard a shout from inside: “He has been found, the medical staff hurried to the door!”

The medical staff immediately carried the stretcher bed to the door. and I moved forvard, but when my fat her was carried out, I

covered my eyes and didn‘t dare to see him.

His whole body was burned so seriously that I couldn‘t even recognize him.

But I had to force myself to open my eyes, because the doctor directly announced that he was dead. I sa t down on the ground and thought that I couldn‘t give up like this. I asked the doctor to try my best to rescue me.

I wanted to stand up, but I had no strength, and the doctor had to cover my father with a white cloth. I wa s anxious to climb on my knees: “Doctor, please check again. Maybe my father is not dead!

*Maybe it‘s a temporary shock.

The doctor shook his head again: “Your father‘s body is still. It is estimated that the time of his death is m ore than an hour. I‘m sorry.”

When he finished, he ordered his assistant to carry my father to the ambulance. I tried my best to stand u p. I wanted to ask them

to stop but didn‘t dare to touch.

I‘m afraid that if I touch. I will hurt my father who is burned into black coke.

Staggering to the ambulance, I heard the police taking notes with the community security: “When did you find the fire?”

“I didn‘t pay attention to the time. I happened to patrol nearby and saw the house on fire. Alter I called the

extinguisher to put out the fire, but it was useless. The fire was too big.”

“We received your call at 12–24. Did you call the police the first time after you found it?”

I glanced at my mobile phone subconsciously. It was 13:17. that is less than an hour since the fire, but the

had died for at least an hour.

There was a contradiction in time. After the fire, my father would certainly try to escape. He couldn‘t die at of the

Did the security guard tell the wrong time, or did the doctor predict the wrong time? Or is there something

Cather‘s death? Maybe he had suffered an accident before the fire broke out?

In the past. I certainly wouldn‘t think so, but the experiente in recent days and Wendy‘s ambiguous words

hapter 37 Questionable point

I walked over and was about to tell the police about the suspicious place when I heard someone call me, here?”