Chapter 99 6
At Wu Zhenqing's house, the phone rang suddenly.
Ge Hong woke up first, turned on the desk lamp, and looked at the alarm clock.Muttering: "Who is so annoying, calling people's homes in the middle of the night! You answer!"
Wu Zhenqing turned over and said, "Please, please pick it up for me."
Ge Hong picked up the phone: "Who are you? Are you a night owl? Do you know what time it is..."
She held the phone and listened quietly for a while, then pushed Wu Zhenqing to wake up confused and uneasy: "Hey, wake up, like Tsui Hark, just crying, not talking..."
"Huh?" Wu Zhenqing answered the phone in surprise, "Is it Tsui Hark? I'm Zhenqing. If you have something to say, hurry up! Why are you crying in the middle of the night? I don't have time to coax you! Um? When? Are you waiting in the hospital, where are you?" Don't go either! I'll be right there!"
He put down the phone, grabbed his clothes and pants, and hurriedly dressed them.
Ge Hong became even more uneasy: "What's the matter?"
Wu Zhenqing said while wearing it: "Debao was stabbed with a knife!"
Ge Hong couldn't help sitting up, staring at him for a moment.
The line pants Wu Zhenqing was wearing looked so awkward...
Ge Hong: "It's wrong! It's mine."
Wu Zhenqing didn't have time to talk, so he took off his trousers, put them on again, pulled off his coat from the hanger, and walked out.
Ge Hong reminded him: "Don't panic, drive carefully!"
Wu Zhenqing didn't speak, and rushed out the door.
Their son, in only shorts, came over.
Ge Hong said: "What are you doing here? Go back to your room and sleep!"
The son walked up to her, rubbed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing, Dad?" After asking, he got into bed and slipped into Wu Zhenqing's bed.
Ge Hong said: "Sleep!"
The son pestered her: "You haven't answered me yet!"
"Your Uncle Han was stabbed by a gangster with a knife, and your father went to the hospital to see him..."
The son said: "It's not that I need blood transfusion from my father. Why don't we go after dawn?"
"That's not necessarily true." Ge Hong touched his son and asked, "If your Uncle Han needs a blood transfusion, and it happens to be your blood, will you be willing, son?"
The son is silent...
Ge Hong: "Well, you have no conscience, your Uncle Han usually likes you for nothing!"
The son said: "If you like me, you like it! It doesn't matter if anyone likes me, I should be willing to transfuse my blood to anyone! Human blood is not tap water. Except for my parents, I will not give blood to anyone when I grow up."
"Shut up!" Ge Hong pointed her finger at her son's forehead, "Who did you learn to be so unkind? If your father heard this, it would be no wonder he didn't slap you!"
The son said: "When the country called for blood donation, why didn't the people in Dad's company, including Dad, donate, and hired others to donate blood for them?"
Ge Hong said: "You!... Don't talk nonsense about this, it will affect the reputation of your father's company."
The son said: "Hmph! Then teach me a lesson!" He turned around.
Ge Hong said: "Your father didn't take the lead in donating blood because he had hepatitis when he went to the countryside. People in his company didn't want to donate blood, and he couldn't force them. As for the matter related to your Uncle Han's life, if the situation If it’s really that serious, it’s different. Although your father knows a lot of people, and there are even more people who know your father, but when it comes to people with special relationships, that is, people who can be called relatives and friends, they are nothing more than you Han Uncle, your Uncle Xu, your Uncle Wang, your Aunt Hao Mei. In your father’s words, it’s like a dog growing up in a litter. With the familiar smell from the past, they feel close together. Plus Auntie Zhang Meng, the relationship is different. It’s called the relationship of broken lotus roots. Have you ever learned the word “broken lotus root”? It’s the lotus root we eat. Once you break it, it’s broken, but what about the lotus root? They are closely connected. In short, the sum of these individuals, plus your mother and you, your grandpa and your grandma, is your father's "real estate". Do you understand "real estate", even at any time, you can't Wealth that is used to invest and make money. People cannot completely live without this kind of wealth. If they don’t have it at all, they will feel boring to live..."
She kept talking to herself, seeing that her son didn't respond, she leaned over to see that her son had fallen asleep.
She turned off the light and lay down too.
On a quiet snowy night, a small car came and drove away. It was Wu Zhenqing's car. Wu Zhenqing's car stopped in front of the hospital, he got out of the car, and hurried into the hospital building. There was no one in the building. Wu Zhenqing turned around to look around, and ran upstairs. At the end of the corridor, at the end of what looked like a very long corridor, a person sat motionless on a bench outside the emergency room. Wu Zhenqing saw that it was Tsui Hark, so he ran over. Tsui Hark, who was sitting motionless, watched him run towards him—his cotton-padded jacket went somewhere, and there were bloodstains all over his clothes, as well as his face and hands. Wu Zhenqing came to Tsui Hark. One of Wu Zhenqing's clothes buttons was wrongly buttoned, and the lower skirt was one long and the other short. The two looked at each other. Tsui Hark's appearance seemed to indicate something to Wu Zhenqing. Wu Zhenqing asked, "Is it dangerous?" Tsui Hark said dully, "I don't know..." "How long have you been in?" "have no idea……" "Do you need a blood transfusion?" "have no idea……" Wu Zhenqing said angrily: "Why do you ask three questions and know nothing?" He sat down beside Tsui Hark. Wu Zhenqing asked, "What's going on?" Tsui Hark looked at him, wept silently, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything - it was clear that he had been greatly stimulated. Wu Zhenqing shouted even more angrily: "Say it!" Tsui Hark suddenly threw himself on him, buried his head under his shoulder, and cried. In the quiet corridor, Tsui Hark, a man in his forties, tried his best to restrain his strange crying...
Wu Zhenqing's home. Ge Hong turned on the desk lamp again. She picked up the alarm clock again and looked at it. It was only past three o'clock in the middle of the night. She picked up the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, pressed the lighter, just about to smoke, looked at her son, and held back. She got out of bed, put on pajamas and slippers, left the bedroom, and came to the living room. She sat by the phone in the living room, dialed it twice, then put it down again. Holding the ashtray in one hand, she walked back and forth in the living room, smoking a cigarette. On one wall of the living room, there is an enlarged photo that almost occupies the entire wall. It shows Wang Xiaosong's gathering at Wu Zhenqing's house when Wang Xiaosong came back. Several people have different expressions, especially Han Debao. He stared, grinned, and pointed his finger at his nose, looking very ridiculous. She stopped in front of the photo, staring at Han Debao in a daze. She turned around suddenly, walked back to the sofa, put down the ashtray, pressed to put out the cigarette, and dialed the phone again. "Hao Mei, I'm Zhenqing's guy. Don't be surprised if I call you at this time. But I can't sleep anymore. I know that you can't talk to me if I call you, but... Anyway, I say you Just listen! At one o’clock, Tsui Hark suddenly called from the hospital. I answered it first, but he just cried and didn’t speak. Then Zhenqing picked it up. Zhenqing told me that Debao was Stabbed with a knife! I don't know if it's dangerous or not, and I don't know which hospital to rescue. Zhenqing put on his clothes in a panic and went. It's midnight and it's not easy to order the driver! I think Zhenqing The flustered look when he left, I was really afraid that something would happen to him while driving. I also took care of Debao. Among us brothers and sisters, Debao is the most honest and honest person. You What would he do if he wanted to leave his wife and children? As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Debao standing in front of me covered in blood, and said to me: "A good man will be rewarded, believe it or not... 'My heart is so chaotic, taking sleeping pills is not a problem..." Hao Mei was listening to the phone when Lao Pan coughed, followed by her son's scream: "Mom, Mom, come quickly! Dad is coughing and bleeding again!" Hao Mei hastily put down the phone and ran into the bedroom. Lao Pan tucked the handkerchief covering his mouth under his pillow. Lao Pan said reproachfully to his son: "This child! He was startled! He just coughed twice. Is it a person who doesn't cough?" Hao Mei sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her husband's chest with her hand. The son took out the handkerchief from under the pillow and showed it to her: "Mom, I didn't mean to scare you..." Seeing that there was blood on the handkerchief, Hao Mei couldn't help crying on top of her husband. Lao Pan caressed her and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's nothing serious. With my body, I can't let it go after a few illnesses..." He coughed again... Hao Mei hurriedly helped him up and patted his back lightly. The handkerchief in her hand was stained with new blood. Hao Mei hugged her husband's head to her chest like she was hugging a child. The son said: "Dad, when you want to cough again, please bear with it. Whenever you cough up blood, my mother will cry, and I will feel scared..." My son cried too... Hao Mei burst into tears and hugged her son to her chest.
Wu Zhenqing's home. Ge Hong was still holding the phone: "Hey, Hao Mei, I won't nag anymore, go to bed quickly..." Crying and talking came from the microphone: "Mom, stop crying! Dad, stop coughing! Dad! Dad!" Ge Hong stared blankly at the microphone. Ge Hong asked in shock into the microphone: "Hey, Hao Mei! Hao Mei! What's wrong with Lao Pan? Yunyun! Yunyun! Yunyun, come to answer the phone, what's wrong with your father..." Only Hao Mei's cry and her son's cry could be faintly heard from the microphone... Ge Hong stared blankly at the microphone. Her own son stood in front of her at some point: "Mom, what happened to my Uncle Pan? You should go to Aunt Hao Mei's house to have a look!" Ge Hong said fiercely: "Yes, yes! I have to go and have a look! I will go immediately!" She put down the phone, stood up abruptly, ran into the bedroom to get dressed, and said to herself while putting on: "What's wrong! What's wrong? Disturbing things all rushed together?" She got dressed and told her son, "Good boy, your father has gone to the hospital, and your mother has to go to your Aunt Hao Mei's house, and you are the only one left at home. Go to bed and sleep for a while. There is food in the kitchen." Yes, wake up, eat something and go to school, and lock the door when you go to school..." The son nodded sensiblely, and Ge Hong hurriedly left the house. For a moment, only the child was left in the huge living room—he looked at the pictures of his uncle and aunt on the wall, and seemed to be lost in thought. He felt lonely again for a while, and felt a little scared. He picked up the puppy and ran into the bedroom, jumped onto the bed, and covered himself and the puppy with the quilt. The sky is slightly brighter. Ge Hong was pedaling his bicycle quickly on the quiet road...
On a quiet snowy night, a small car came and drove away. It was Wu Zhenqing's car. Wu Zhenqing's car stopped in front of the hospital, he got out of the car, and hurried into the hospital building. There was no one in the building. Wu Zhenqing turned around to look around, and ran upstairs. At the end of the corridor, at the end of what looked like a very long corridor, a person sat motionless on a bench outside the emergency room. Wu Zhenqing saw that it was Tsui Hark, so he ran over. Tsui Hark, who was sitting motionless, watched him run towards him—his cotton-padded jacket went somewhere, and there were bloodstains all over his clothes, as well as his face and hands. Wu Zhenqing came to Tsui Hark. One of Wu Zhenqing's clothes buttons was wrongly buttoned, and the lower skirt was one long and the other short. The two looked at each other. Tsui Hark's appearance seemed to indicate something to Wu Zhenqing. Wu Zhenqing asked, "Is it dangerous?" Tsui Hark said dully, "I don't know..." "How long have you been in?" "have no idea……" "Do you need a blood transfusion?" "have no idea……" Wu Zhenqing said angrily: "Why do you ask three questions and know nothing?" He sat down beside Tsui Hark. Wu Zhenqing asked, "What's going on?" Tsui Hark looked at him, wept silently, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything - it was clear that he had been greatly stimulated. Wu Zhenqing shouted even more angrily: "Say it!" Tsui Hark suddenly threw himself on him, buried his head under his shoulder, and cried. In the quiet corridor, Tsui Hark, a man in his forties, tried his best to restrain his strange crying...
Wu Zhenqing's home. Ge Hong turned on the desk lamp again. She picked up the alarm clock again and looked at it. It was only past three o'clock in the middle of the night. She picked up the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, pressed the lighter, just about to smoke, looked at her son, and held back. She got out of bed, put on pajamas and slippers, left the bedroom, and came to the living room. She sat by the phone in the living room, dialed it twice, then put it down again. Holding the ashtray in one hand, she walked back and forth in the living room, smoking a cigarette. On one wall of the living room, there is an enlarged photo that almost occupies the entire wall. It shows Wang Xiaosong's gathering at Wu Zhenqing's house when Wang Xiaosong came back. Several people have different expressions, especially Han Debao. He stared, grinned, and pointed his finger at his nose, looking very ridiculous. She stopped in front of the photo, staring at Han Debao in a daze. She turned around suddenly, walked back to the sofa, put down the ashtray, pressed to put out the cigarette, and dialed the phone again. "Hao Mei, I'm Zhenqing's guy. Don't be surprised if I call you at this time. But I can't sleep anymore. I know that you can't talk to me if I call you, but... Anyway, I say you Just listen! At one o’clock, Tsui Hark suddenly called from the hospital. I answered it first, but he just cried and didn’t speak. Then Zhenqing picked it up. Zhenqing told me that Debao was Stabbed with a knife! I don't know if it's dangerous or not, and I don't know which hospital to rescue. Zhenqing put on his clothes in a panic and went. It's midnight and it's not easy to order the driver! I think Zhenqing The flustered look when he left, I was really afraid that something would happen to him while driving. I also took care of Debao. Among us brothers and sisters, Debao is the most honest and honest person. You What would he do if he wanted to leave his wife and children? As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Debao standing in front of me covered in blood, and said to me: "A good man will be rewarded, believe it or not... 'My heart is so chaotic, taking sleeping pills is not a problem..." Hao Mei was listening to the phone when Lao Pan coughed, followed by her son's scream: "Mom, Mom, come quickly! Dad is coughing and bleeding again!" Hao Mei hastily put down the phone and ran into the bedroom. Lao Pan tucked the handkerchief covering his mouth under his pillow. Lao Pan said reproachfully to his son: "This child! He was startled! He just coughed twice. Is it a person who doesn't cough?" Hao Mei sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her husband's chest with her hand. The son took out the handkerchief from under the pillow and showed it to her: "Mom, I didn't mean to scare you..." Seeing that there was blood on the handkerchief, Hao Mei couldn't help crying on top of her husband. Lao Pan caressed her and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's nothing serious. With my body, I can't let it go after a few illnesses..." He coughed again... Hao Mei hurriedly helped him up and patted his back lightly. The handkerchief in her hand was stained with new blood. Hao Mei hugged her husband's head to her chest like she was hugging a child. The son said: "Dad, when you want to cough again, please bear with it. Whenever you cough up blood, my mother will cry, and I will feel scared..." My son cried too... Hao Mei burst into tears and hugged her son to her chest.
Wu Zhenqing's home. Ge Hong was still holding the phone: "Hey, Hao Mei, I won't nag anymore, go to bed quickly..." Crying and talking came from the microphone: "Mom, stop crying! Dad, stop coughing! Dad! Dad!" Ge Hong stared blankly at the microphone. Ge Hong asked in shock into the microphone: "Hey, Hao Mei! Hao Mei! What's wrong with Lao Pan? Yunyun! Yunyun! Yunyun, come to answer the phone, what's wrong with your father..." Only Hao Mei's cry and her son's cry could be faintly heard from the microphone... Ge Hong stared blankly at the microphone. Her own son stood in front of her at some point: "Mom, what happened to my Uncle Pan? You should go to Aunt Hao Mei's house to have a look!" Ge Hong said fiercely: "Yes, yes! I have to go and have a look! I will go immediately!" She put down the phone, stood up abruptly, ran into the bedroom to get dressed, and said to herself while putting on: "What's wrong! What's wrong? Disturbing things all rushed together?" She got dressed and told her son, "Good boy, your father has gone to the hospital, and your mother has to go to your Aunt Hao Mei's house, and you are the only one left at home. Go to bed and sleep for a while. There is food in the kitchen." Yes, wake up, eat something and go to school, and lock the door when you go to school..." The son nodded sensiblely, and Ge Hong hurriedly left the house. For a moment, only the child was left in the huge living room—he looked at the pictures of his uncle and aunt on the wall, and seemed to be lost in thought. He felt lonely again for a while, and felt a little scared. He picked up the puppy and ran into the bedroom, jumped onto the bed, and covered himself and the puppy with the quilt. The sky is slightly brighter. Ge Hong was pedaling his bicycle quickly on the quiet road...