Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

He handed the steering wheel to Dong's mother. Dong's mother seemed quite tired and returned the driving right to Dong Qiangqiang after only three intersections.

The two of them chatted casually on the road. Dong Qiangqiang talked a few words about what he had experienced when viewing a house today. Dong’s mother did not seem to realize the subtext of this topic. Dong Qiangqiang proposed that he wanted to see the old house before leaving. Dong Qiangqiang His mother did not object, but told him another thing: Li Lei, his university monitor, had contacted her in the morning. It seemed that he had also returned to Beijing. She also asked Dong's mother which school Dong Qiangqiang went to, but Dong's mother was busy taking care of Dong's father and did not In response to his question, he asked Dong's mother to tell Dong Qiangqiang that he also wanted to try Dong Qiangqiang's school, so that Dong Qiangqiang would help him for the sake of his old classmates.

Dong Qiangqiang thought about it for a while, and then turned around to ask Dong's mother for details, but found that Dong's mother was leaning on the back of the back seat, with her head tilted and her eyes closed as if she was asleep. Dong's mother didn't say anything. It was obvious that she was really tired. . He parked the car downstairs of the old house and found that the lights of the old house were on.

He didn't wake up Dong's mother. He stood downstairs alone looking a little disappointed, looking at the light from the window. He remembered that when he was a child, he loved to see the lights of his home from a distance, which made people feel warm. However, in two years, things have changed. .

Dong Qiangqiang ran out for a day without cooking, and when he returned home, the stove was dark and cold. Because of the love, several restaurants near the community were closed and no longer in business. He had to send Dong's mother upstairs first, and then drove to a few streets I picked up two dishes from a restaurant outside and took them home.

When they got home, Dong's mother said she wouldn't eat anything. The mother and son had a brief chat with Dong's mother and then rested.

Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly chatted with each other before calling the travel agency. The travel agency said that ticket issuance was normal at present and he could issue return tickets at any time. Dong Qiangqiang checked the news online again and did not see any policies issued by Germany to tighten the review of international students, so he breathed a sigh of relief. , I think Tong Lele was just preparing for a rainy day. He took out the Tiantongyuan real estate flyer and stared at it for ten minutes, and finally made up his mind to buy Tiantongyuan.

The official website of the subject still had no results. Dong Qiangqiang suspected that the website was broken, but when he browsed to the websites of other subjects for which he had not taken the exam, he saw that the test results of the candidates had been posted, and then he realized that it was just their subject that was slow to produce results.

I haven’t read it for a day, and another pile of emails has accumulated in my mailbox.

Lao Bai asked him when he would return to China. The train system was on strike again. He could pick him up in Frankfurt and talk to him about his ideas for traveling to seven European countries.

Dong Qiangqiang remembered that Lao Bai was not enthusiastic about the mosquito-like seven-country tour before, but now he suddenly changed his mind. It was probably related to the sharp drop in Le Bai's business volume.

However, Lao Bai didn't ask about Lei Lanting again this time. At the end of the email, he asked Dong Qiangqiang to give him the statistics on the number of tourists from the seven countries as soon as possible so that he could arrange the timetable.

While Duanmu affirmed the first draft of his report, he eloquently put forward nearly a hundred suggestions for revision, and also sent him a bunch of long reports from other investment institutions, asking him to follow suit and revise the second draft as soon as possible. Dong Qiangqiang felt his head was as big as a bucket, but his heart was also filled with excitement. It is clear that troubles are troubles, but hard bones still have to be gnawed.

However, Duanmu not only assigned him work, but also brought him two pieces of good news: First, there were investment institutions in Germany and the United States that were interested in Chanchan’s previous report. Although these investment institutions were generally not well-known, Duanmu believed that it was already It shows that they have successfully attracted enough attention in the market. Second, Duanmu was planning to purchase a stock selection system from a financial software company, but he failed to tell Dong Qiangqiang how the stock selection system was different from the one they used before.

Zheng Chunhua told Dong Qiangqiang that people in Trier are now in panic. International students want to go home but dare not. There are very few who just leave like Dong Qiangqiang. Someone learned through Zheng Chunhua that Dong Qiangqiang was in China, and asked Zheng Chunhua to ask Dong Qiangqiang if he had time to help visit his family. Zheng Chunhua knew that Dong Qiangqiang belonged to BJ, so she told him the address of the classmate's home that he wanted to visit in BJ, and asked Dong Qiangqiang to try his best to see if there was anything he could help with when he had time.

Neither Sun Tao nor the overseas Chinese he introduced wrote letters, and it was already the early morning of the next day by the time Dong Qiangqiang finished replying to a bunch of missing emails. He was exhausted from running all day, so he simply took a hot shower, and as soon as his hair was dry, he went to bed. As he was sleeping, he heard someone calling his name. He thought it was a dream and ignored it, but he didn't know the voice. At night, I could hear it extremely clearly, but it was getting fainter. He jumped up and listened attentively for more than ten seconds. He recognized the sound coming from his mother's house and knocked on the door: "Mom, was it you who called me just now?"

Dong Qiangqiang, who heard his name again, pushed open the door of his parents' bedroom. The scene in front of him surprised him: the bedside lamp was on, the drawer of the bedside table was half pulled out and looked shaky, some pill boxes fell to the ground, Dong's mother was wearing a red face. Her pajamas were clinging to the edge of the bed, and her forehead was covered with layers of sweat. When she saw Dong Qiangqiang enter the room, it was like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Dong Qiangqiang rushed to his mother's side in two steps. He saw the thermometer on the bedside table and picked it up. Hey, it's 41 degrees.

He bent down and touched Mother Dong's forehead, and the tentacles were hot.

Dong's mother had a painful expression and tried to raise her hand but couldn't. Her words were also weak: "Medicine..."

Dong Qiangqiang quickly put down the thermometer and rummaged through the drawer. He remembered that ibuprofen and Tylenol were effective in reducing fever, but he couldn't find these two drugs after rummaging through the entire drawer.

"Mom, there is no medicine in the drawer. Are there any medicines elsewhere?" Dong Qiangqiang quickly looked through several drawers in the house, but there was still no trace of medicine.

Dong's mother's breathing became more and more rapid, and her face turned red. Dong Qiangqiang asked Dong's mother to change clothes quickly. He ran back to the house and quickly picked up the money and documents. When Dong's mother staggered to the outer room with her things and holding on to the wall, Dong Qiangqiang stuffed Dong's mother's ID cards into his bag. Before going out, Dong's mother did not forget to remind Dong Qiangqiang to wear a mask.

After SARS started, many tertiary hospitals set up fever clinics to treat fever patients. Dong Qiangqiang was worried that the nearby tertiary hospitals were not good enough, so he went directly to Haidian Hospital, which he had often visited since childhood.

The emergency room was very quiet at night, with no one around. The nurses skillfully tested Dong's mother's blood. While waiting for the results, the nurse told Dong Qiangqiang, as a close contact of a patient with high fever, to go to the outpatient clinic to register for a blood test. Dong Qiangqiang followed suit. Yan has gone through all the procedures and inspections.

There was no one else in the observation room except a few patients. Mother Dong leaned helplessly on Dong Qiangqiang's shoulder, and occasionally murmured twice in her sleep. Dong Qiangqiang felt distressed and blamed himself. Why didn't he notice Mother Dong's sleep at night? What about discomfort?

The blood test results came out quickly. The nurse pushed Dong's mother into the treatment room. Dong Qiangqiang grabbed a nurse who came from outside and asked anxiously: "Hello, does my mother have SARS?"

"We don't know yet. There are still several test results that have not been released." The nurse said as she lowered her head and glanced at the sleeve held by Dong Qiangqiang. Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly let go, and the nurse quickly disappeared from the door of the treatment room.

Dong Qiangqiang sat in Fukang in a daze, thinking about his omission. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He slapped the steering wheel hard, and the piercing sound of the horn echoed in the parking lot for a long time. He crossed his arms on the steering wheel and buried his head in his arms. Inside, his mind was spinning rapidly: If Dong's mother was also sick, he would not go back to Germany. He would stay and take care of Dong's mother first. Then early tomorrow morning, he would ask the travel agency when the return ticket would be issued at the latest. If he really couldn't make it, he could look at the return ticket. Can I refund some money? If I really can’t, forget it. (End of chapter)