Chapter 92
Chapter 92
Among the tourists was a man whose mask covered half his face.
Ye Hongxin, a retired firefighter.
Three years ago, on Lunar New Year’s Eve, a terrible fire became the final mission of his life.
Burns on top of broken bones had forced him into early retirement.
These days, he had no real trouble moving around, but this face of his was enough to make little kids burst into tears.
Yesterday, after seeing the video on his phone, he had been unable to hold back the excitement in his heart and had hurried straight to this Amusement Park.
Seeing tourists everywhere inside the Amusement Park lifted Ye Hongxin’s mood a little.
“Excuse me, do retired firefighters get half off too?”
Ye Hongxin’s voice was hoarse. It was obvious his vocal cords had been damaged.
“Yes. You just need to show proof!”
A small red booklet was placed at the ticket window. The employee only gave it a quick glance.
“Please sign here as well!”
Ye Hongxin skimmed the Safety Commitment Form, then signed his name.
It had been so long since he retired. He could barely remember the last time he had properly visited a place.
Nor had he relaxed and traveled anywhere in ages.
With his burned face and raspy voice, Ye Hongxin had become less and less willing to interact with people.
The only reason he had come to the Amusement Park this time was because the figure in that video had stirred up his memories.
He had already thought it through. He had lived this long, and he had even fought King Yan for his life before.
From now on, he would stop being a burden to the country.
After he had one last proper day of fun, he would end his life in peace.
Soon, the music for the Drop Tower began to play as the ride started up.
Ye Hongxin spread his arms and felt the sensation of weightlessness.
For a full five minutes, he watched with a calm expression as the ground kept zooming in and shrinking away beneath him.
All of a sudden, the seat dragged his body rapidly upward.
Ye Hongxin silently pulled his outstretched hands back in.
“Isn’t this a little high?”
The thought had barely surfaced in his mind when the Drop Tower came smashing straight down.
Ye Hongxin clamped down hard on the sound in his throat to keep himself from screaming.
Before he knew it, cold sweat had covered his forehead, and his hands had begun to tremble slightly.
After experiencing rise after fall at a height of sixty meters, the Drop Tower finally began to slow down.
Ye Hongxin had just breathed a sigh of relief when the ground suddenly started getting farther and farther away.
His body dropped into open air, and he was left dangling in midair by the safety rope.
What the hell was this?
Before his brain could react, the Human Yo-Yo attraction instantly unleashed its power.
The ground rapidly enlarged in his vision, then quickly pulled away again.
Under that visual assault, Ye Hongxin was completely stunned.
The sound he had been suppressing in his throat finally burst out.
“No, stop!”
Zhang Bei was chatting with Professor Wei, whom he had not seen in a long time. Hearing that peculiar shout, he looked up.
Don’t stop?
That brave?
“Give the Drop Tower another two minutes. Satisfy their request.”
“Yes, boss!”
Ye Hongxin watched helplessly as the safety rope that had been gradually retracting suddenly released, and the ground once again grew larger in his eyes.
“Fuck!”
The single word burst from his throat. His eyes rolled shut, and his body went limp.
After the Drop Tower ran for twelve minutes, it finally brought the group of tourists back down.
Professor Wei took one look, picked up the medical kit, and walked over.
“I estimate Doctor Wang will be back this afternoon. I’ll wait until he returns before I leave.”
Zhang Bei nodded. “Then I’ll have to trouble you.”
Why was Doctor Wang not at the Amusement Park today?
That story had to start from last night.
After the ambulance took the injured people back to the hospital, the hospital had naturally heard about this doctor with exceptional medical skills.
With efforts from multiple sides, an internal exchange meeting at the hospital was arranged.
And so, our very own Wang Qingshan held his first-ever little class.
Thirty-Three Ways to Increase Treatment Speed.
Professor Wei might not have been as fast as a doctor, but he was not far behind.
Anyone who fainted was sent to the Morgue. Those who stayed conscious were all helped aside to rest.
The Drop Tower soon welcomed its next batch of visitors.
Feeling sunlight on his face, Ye Hongxin slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was visitors lying side by side. Looking at the two neat rows of people beside him, he fell silent for a moment.
A good ten seconds passed before he finally propped himself up with difficulty.
Recalling what had happened before he fainted, he took out his phone.
He opened the will in his notes app and deleted it.
“A country this big should be able to afford raising one useless bum like me.”
He muttered it under his breath, and no one heard. But after untying that knot in his heart, Ye Hongxin felt much lighter all over.
Then, looking at the various amusement facilities nearby that were all just as bizarre, he gradually began to grow excited.
Human joys and sorrows were not all the same.
Cao Jia, sporting a pair of dark circles under his eyes, was dragging his son along.
“You little brat, you’ve got some nerve. Playing The Art of War with your old man and your mom, huh?”
“Dad, don’t! I was wrong!”
“No matter what you say today, it’s too late!”
The moment Cao Jia thought of all the private savings that had been wiped out in one sweep, his liver hurt.
“I’m counting on you guys!”
Behind Cao Jia stood a full five men, all specially recruited to help deal with his son.
“Boss, give me one ticket!”
Zhang Bei looked at the five men, then at the terrified Little Cao, and hesitated.
“This is your biological son?”
“Yes. My own flesh and blood!”
Cao Jia said it through gritted teeth. Zhang Bei silently took a step back and handed over the ticket.
He looked down at Little Cao and held it in for a long while before finally squeezing out one sentence. “Good luck?”
Little Cao’s face was already ashen. “I’ll try.”
Cao Jia handed the ticket to one of the men behind him. “Sorry to trouble you!”
The man nodded, took Little Cao, and let the staff put the equipment on them.
Counting his own father, there were six people in total. Even if each person only experienced it once, Little Cao would have to go up into the sky six times.
This was the best method Cao Jia had come up with.
After all, he could not actually beat the child, but if he did not vent this anger, he would not be able to live with himself.
“Excuse me, does this attraction require you to bring a child?”
Off to the side, Ye Hongxin’s eyes were shining as he stared fixedly at the Cannon.
“Yes, sir. This is a parent-child attraction!”
Hearing that, Ye Hongxin immediately frowned.
I really want to try it, but what do I do if I don’t have a kid yet?
Cao Jia hurriedly offered his own suggestion.
“It’s fine. You can borrow this little calf of mine for one round.”
“Really?”
“Really. Go ahead and play, absolutely no problem!”
“Thank you so much!”
“No problem. Just remember to pull the ring after you get into the sky.”
“Okay, I’ll remember!”
As soon as he finished speaking, several medical students also gathered around.
“Can we play too?”
Cao Jia looked at the crowd gathering before him, and a smile spread across his face.
“Yes, yes, of course! Everyone can!”
Little Cao, drifting in the sky, had no idea just how much effort Cao Jia was putting in for his son.
Soon, accompanied by the sound of the parachute retracting, Professor Yao also stepped onto this open ground.
With the help of hot-air power, the landing position was almost fixed every time, with a margin of error of less than one meter.
And as someone who had already experienced it once, Little Cao was fortunate enough not to faint.
But when he sensed the gazes behind him, he stiffly turned his neck.
A dozen pairs of burning eyes were locked tightly on him, as if afraid he would run away at the last second.