Counterattack 1988

Thinking of Song Chuya, Wang Lin couldn't help being a little confused.

Logically speaking, given the friendship between the Song family and Wang Lin, Wang Wen's marriage should be such an important event that their family should come to attend.

But at the two weddings, the Song family was never seen.

After Wang Lin retired, he rarely went to the company.

It is enough for a company to have a son who is the master of the family. One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and one country cannot tolerate two masters.

That's why Wang Lin didn't go to the company if he didn't have to.

Therefore, he did not know about Song Chuya's recent situation.

Maybe she's already married, or even left Shanghai?
On this day, Wang Lin came to Fu'an Community.

His car was parked outside the community and he did not enter.

Luo Wei sat in the cab and didn't dare to ask why.

The boss didn't give orders, so he had to wait.

If Uncle Zhong was here, he would definitely know what Wang Lin was thinking.

Wang Lin hesitated for a while and was about to tell Luo Wei to drive away when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

It's Miao Lihua!

Miao Lihua looked haggard, carrying a basket of vegetables, hurriedly walking towards the community with her head bowed.

Wang Lin pushed the car door, got out of the car, and walked towards Miao Lihua.

Miao Lihua just lowered her head and hurried on, looking so preoccupied that she didn't notice Wang Lin at all.

"Ahem!" Wang Lin could only shout, "Miao Lihua?"

"Huh? Oh, it's Wang Dong!" Miao Lihua stopped abruptly and looked at Wang Lin.

She straightened her messy hair with her hands, and said embarrassedly: "Wang Dong, I didn't see you. You, what are you?"

Wang Lindao: "I happened to pass by here. What's the matter with you? Why is your complexion so bad? Did something happen at home?"

When it came to family affairs, Miao Lihua burst into tears, put down the vegetable basket in her hand, and said in a choked up voice: "Dong Wang, my family only cares about him, he..."

Wang Lin couldn't help being startled, and quickly asked, "Song Ziguang? What's wrong with him?"

In his impression, Song Ziguang had no accidents or serious illnesses!

However, the world Wang Lin knew had long since changed.

What happened in 2022 has already exceeded Wang Lin's past life memory.

What will happen after this, he has no way of knowing.

"My son Guang has cancer."

"Huh? When did this happen?"

"It was found out years ago. I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, we were going to attend the grand wedding of your son, but we had to take care of Ziguang, so we didn't go."

Wang Lin waved his hand and said, "This is nothing. What kind of cancer does Song Ziguang have?"

"Throat cancer!" Miao Lihua said in pain, "It's all because of smoking! Tell him not to smoke, but he won't listen!"

Wang Lin had mixed feelings in his heart.

How could he have imagined that Song Ziguang would suffer from this disease?
"Where's your Xiaoya?"

"Xiaoya has been taking care of her father in the hospital. I don't let her take a long vacation, but she must take it. She said that although work is important, her father is more important. If you lose your job, you can find another one. If your father is gone, he will be gone forever. I Come back to cook, and have to be sent to the hospital after cooking. Wang Dong, would you like to sit at home for a while?"

"No." Wang Lin asked, "Where is Song Ziguang hospitalized?"

"It's at the nearby Changhua Hospital."

"Why not go to a big hospital? Go to Renji, Ruijin, Zhongshan, Huashan, No. [-] Hospital, No. [-] Hospital, No. [-] Hospital, as well as Longhua and Xinhua. They are all good hospitals!"

"Why don't I know? I was treated in Renji and stayed in the hospital for a period of time. Later, I really ran out of money and looked down on the doctor, so we transferred to Changhua Hospital."

"Hey! Why don't you discuss with me about such a big matter?"

"Director Wang, you have already taken good care of our family. We are embarrassed to disturb you."

"You guys are still out!"

But he didn't want to think about it. To the Song family, you, Wang Lin, are just an outsider. Why should they come to you for help?Wang Lin said: "You go back to cook, I will go to the hospital to check."

Miao Lihua hesitated to speak, picked up the vegetable basket and entered the community.

Wang Lin returned to the car and ordered Luo Wei to go to Changhua Hospital.

Changhua Hospital is very close to Fu'an Community, and it is a short drive away.

Wang Lin picked up his briefcase and opened it to take a look. There were only tens of thousands of cash in it.

Now it's all electronic payment, and it's even less used to swipe a card, let alone bring cash.

Wang Lin thought for a while, and got out of the car with his bag.

He came to the front desk to inquire which ward Song Ziguang lived in.

The patient with laryngeal cancer knew his name, so he quickly found out.

Wang Lin came outside the ward.

The corridors of the hospital were filled with a strong smell of disinfectant.

Wang Lin shrugged his nose and sneezed twice.

This is an ordinary ward, and there are four patients in one ward, separated only by curtains.

Wang Lin walked in, walked to the third bed, and saw Song Ziguang and Song Chuya.

Song Chuya sat on the stool, staring blankly at her unconscious father.

Song Ziguang was already thin, but now he was even thinner. His face was skinny, with no flesh at all, and his eye sockets were sunken, like a ghost.

Wang Lin felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart!
"Director Wang! Why are you here?" Song Chuya turned her head and saw Wang Lin. She was surprised and stood up quickly to give up her seat to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin waved his hand gently and said, "I won't sit down."

"I met your mother on the road. After chatting with her, I found out that your dad was sick." Wang Linqiang calmed himself and said in a gentle voice, "Your dad is so sick, why didn't you tell me ?”

"Wang Dong, I—" Song Chuya bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Your family is going to have a happy event, and I can't tell you. Besides, you're retired now, so it's hard for me to see you!"

Wang Lindao: "Don't you have my phone? Is it difficult to make a call?"

Song Chuya said: "You are a busy person. I always hear them say that you travel abroad. I don't know when you will be in China, so I don't dare to contact you."

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Not afraid."

"Then why don't you dare to contact me?"

"Wang Dong, I told you not to be angry. I am afraid Mrs. Wang Dong will misunderstand. I am a big girl who is not married. I always look for you and let your wife see it. Doesn't she misunderstand?"

"I'm no longer the chairman. You don't need to call me Director Wang anymore. Just call me by my name!"

"Uncle Wang Lin!"

"Alas!" Wang Lin looked at Song Chuya, who had lost a lot of weight, and the past came to his mind. He said with great affection, "Don't be too anxious. Medical science is very advanced now, and throat cancer can be treated by replacement. ."

"Switch your throat?"

"Well, replace whatever is broken."

"But, then you have to have a suitable person to change it, right?"

"Always find the right one."

"Is this true? Can it really be cured?"

Even if there is only one ten-thousandth hope, Song Chuya will try her best.

Wang Lin said with certainty: "It can be cured! First of all, we need to find a good hospital."

Song Chuya hesitated for a moment and said: "Uncle Wang Lin, can I sell the apartment you gave me? I want to sell it to my dad for medical treatment. Don't worry, I will work in the company from now on, and I won't go anywhere. , I promise not to run away."

Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes and said, "The house is not for sale. I will pay for your father's medical treatment."

Song Chuya said: "Uncle Wang Lin, this is not allowed. This is not a small sum of money, it costs hundreds of thousands! Now that the housing prices in Fu'an District have risen a lot, I sold this house, and I can go to a little bit more Buy a house to live in. The extra money is just used to treat my illness.”

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "I told you, don't sell it! This matter is up to me!"