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Chapter 35 Before Assumption: Duan Zhonghua's Tears
Duan Xiaoming hurried out the door with his ID card, and arrived at the high-speed rail station in doubt.

Brother Gou was wearing a mask. Seeing him get off the taxi, he strode over and took his hand and walked towards the station.

"I've bought the ticket, I'll enter the station with my ID card."

"Hey! What's going on?"

Brother Gou said as he walked, "I don't know the specific situation. It was the director of your father's office who called me. I will call you as soon as I know. This is the video he sent."

"Uncle Liu in the office? Why didn't he call me directly?"

Duan Xiaoming took the mobile phone handed over by Brother Gou, but he was still very suspicious. Uncle Liu had his own number, but he didn't call him.

"It's because I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself emotionally, so I want to accompany you."

"How is my dad doing now?"

"In a coma."

Duan Xiaoming clicked on the video to play.

There were not many people waiting for the bus at night, and two people entered the station with their ID cards.

In the video, Duan Zhonghua was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, with gauze wrapped around several places on his upper body, and a pile of instruments beside the bed.

The door of the ward was open, and medical staff and patients could be vaguely seen walking in the corridor outside.

The video is not long, more than ten seconds.

"Why don't you call Director Liu himself?"

Duan Xiaoming had this intention, he dialed Director Liu's number.

"Xiao Ming, is Mr. Dog with you?"

After the call was connected, without waiting for Duan Xiaoming to speak, the other party asked directly.

"He's right next to me—uncle, how's my dad?"

The other party was silent for a while.

"It doesn't matter now, don't worry too much, many of us are here, and the hospital has arranged for the best doctors..."

"You call my dad to say something."

Director Liu didn't reply for a while.

Duan Xiaoming's heart sank more and more.

"Xiao Ming, don't worry too much. Take a break on the road. Uncle will arrange a car to wait for you at the high-speed rail station."

Duan Xiaoming and Gou Ge arrived at the frontier of reform—Shenzhen in the middle of the night.

After getting off the high-speed rail, I took the car arranged by Uncle Liu.

After getting into the car, Brother Gou asked the driver about Duan Zhonghua.

The driver asked three questions and said, "I'm just a driver. It seems that the upper level is very busy, so they called me to pick up people."

Brother Gou comforted Duan Xiaoming: "It should be fine."

The driver picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"I got it, um, okay."

After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and smiled at Duan Xiaoming and Brother Gou, then started the car, kicked the accelerator, and the car set off!
In the hospital, a middle-aged man in a photography suit answered the phone.

The middle-aged man is wearing an in-ear wireless headset in his left ear, and a tiny wireless microphone is clamped on his collar.

He hung up the phone and spoke into the microphone on his collar: "Attention all units, our leading actor arrives at the scene in about 10 minutes, everyone is in his position and starts to prepare."

There was a hissing sound in the earphones.

Then there were more than ten "received!"

After a while, people wearing earphones and headsets appeared at the gate of the hospital, the lobby of the building, the elevator entrance, and the aisle of Duan Zhonghua's ward.

At first glance, if you don't look carefully, these people look like ordinary citizens.

Three people in white coats walked into the ward.

An old man, a man, a woman and two young people.

Director Liu of Duan Zhonghua Company Office greeted them and explained the precautions.

"Three, wait a minute, you must act a little bit better. There may be unexpected situations or funny things, so don't pretend to be a fool."

"Don't worry, we are all professional actors. No matter how funny things happen, we can't help but not laugh, and there will be no problems."

"That's good--"

After speaking, Director Liu turned his head to Duan Zhonghua who was lying on the hospital bed and said, "Hua—Chairman, do you think there is anything to add?"

Duan Zhonghua did not speak.

"Chairman?"

Director Liu called out again.

Could it be that he fell asleep?

"According to the director, I'm looking for the feeling of playing a comatose patient."

Duan Zhonghua snorted.

Three white coats left the ward, followed by two young men in police uniforms.

"Who is Duan Zhonghua?"

The voice is majestic and full of air.

Director Liu pointed to the hospital bed: "Lie on the bed, but he is unconscious."

"Our Team Zhang asked us to ask about the situation, can you wake him up?"

Director Liu nodded: "Yes - yes, the acting is very similar, that's it for a while, but the comrade next to you, what is your line?"

"I don't have any lines. When I ask questions later, I will record things."

"What about the paper and pen you used to write things down?"

"Not yet."

"Then go get it quickly and call the others!"

The two fake policemen left the ward, and five or six people came in immediately.

These people were dressed as office workers, and two of them still had blood on their shirts.

During the intense rehearsal at the hospital, Duan Xiaoming sat in the car and kept looking ahead nervously.

Brother Gou seldom spoke the whole time, and occasionally he spoke to tell him not to worry too much.

Duan Xiaoming didn't care about him.

After arriving at the hospital, Duan Xiaoming met his father in a VIP ward.

Duan Zhonghua was lying on the hospital bed with several tubes inserted into his body. There were two catheters connected to two bags in his waist and abdomen, and there was a small amount of blood in the bags.

There were several people guarding the ward.

Except for Uncle Liu in the office, Duan Xiaoming didn't know anyone else.

Duan Xiaoming was very excited, rushed to the hospital bed and shouted: "Dad!"

But Duan Zhonghua didn't respond.

"What's the matter?"

He was hysterical and panicked.

In fact, Brother Gou had already told him what happened on the way.

A little girl was on the side of the street, and a gangster was behind her stealing something from her bag.

Duan Zhonghua yelled when he saw it, and the thief ran away. After a while, the thief brought a few people back, stabbed him a few times with a knife, and then fled.

"Brother Hua acted bravely to stop the gangster from stealing, but he didn't expect the gangster to take revenge with his accomplices, so..."

Duan Xiaoming stood by the hospital bed, he never thought that one day it would be like this.

"Dad! Dad!"

Duan Zhonghua did not respond.

"Xiao Ming, your dad has just undergone an operation, and it may take some time before he wakes up..."

"Where's the doctor?"

Director Liu hurriedly said to the people beside him, "Go and get the doctor."

Someone hastily moved a chair and placed it behind Duan Xiaoming, and motioned him to sit down.

Duan Xiaoming sat down and held his father's hand, suddenly feeling very helpless.

Mom died early and he didn't want Dad to have any problems.

The doctor came in shortly.

An old man with gray hair was accompanied by two young doctors, a man and a woman.

Director Liu hurriedly introduced to Duan Xiaoming: "Xiao Ming is Director Li of the hospital. Director Li is the son of our chairman."

Duan Xiaoming hurriedly stood up, he nodded, but didn't know how to speak.

For some reason he felt himself trembling a little.

He didn't want to hear worse news than the current situation.

Director Li is about 60 years old. He wears a pair of resin-rimmed glasses. He is not tall. He does not look up, but looks up.

Duan Xiaoming saw through Director Li's lens that he rolled his eyes and looked at himself.

"Young man, don't worry. What about the patient—your father lost a lot of blood, and he didn't hurt his vitals. In addition, he was given anesthesia and had an operation. He's going to be fine after taking good care of him."

After that, he came over and patted Xiao Ming on the back, then walked around him and stepped forward to check Duan Zhonghua.

After checking his body, he took a small light to shine on Duan Zhonghua's eyes.

He turned to the two young doctors beside him and said: "After the general anesthesia operation, pay attention to observe whether the intracranial pressure is high, whether the pupil is dilated, and then observe the blood pressure, electrocardiogram, and pulse oxygen saturation at all times."

After speaking, he looked at the bedside equipment in a decent manner.

The two young doctors nodded: "Okay, the chief teacher."

"Doctor, how long will it take for my dad to wake up?"

"Well, if you're optimistic, you might be able to wake up later. Generally, those who have lost too much blood, the older ones recover a bit slower than the younger ones."

Director Liu asked, "Doctor, Dean He came to see him before, and he said that he was in a vegetative state or something."

Brother Gou exhaled in surprise: "Huh? Turned into a vegetable?"

The acting skills are a little exaggerated, but it also fits his personality.

Director Li said: "Hey, this possibility is not ruled out, but at present, it is just excessive blood loss."

Duan Xiaoming watched them chatting and sat down slumped.

When the doctor went out, he didn't stand up to see him off.

Three white coats left the ward, followed by two young men in police uniforms.

"Who is Duan Zhonghua?"

The voice is majestic and full of air.

Director Liu pointed to the hospital bed: "Lie on the bed, but he is unconscious."

"Our Team Zhang asked us to ask about the situation, can you wake him up?"

Before Director Liu could speak, a young man in the ensemble next to him spoke.

"Didn't you see that our chairman is in a coma? Maybe he's going to be in a vegetable state, so we can't ask later."

Duan Xiaoming's heart skipped a beat again.

Another young man with blood on his body also said: "Yes! Shouldn't you go all out to arrest the criminals now?"

The police said: "We already have clues about the criminal, and he will be brought to justice soon."

Director Liu hurriedly said: "Comrade, I'm sorry, our two little comrades have been blaming ourselves for not taking good care of the chairman, so we have been blaming ourselves, and we have spoken a little too abruptly. If you have any questions, may I ask them to cooperate with you?"

The policeman replied: "Okay, please tell me the specifics of the matter again."

Director Liu said again: "That comrade, can you go outside and ask, I'm sorry."

The policeman expressed his understanding, and then took the two staff members out.

Duan Xiaoming sat by the bed, reaching out to his father.

He held Duan Zhonghua's hand, and after more than ten seconds, he couldn't help crying in a low voice, twitching his shoulders.

Brother Gou hurried over to comfort him.

"Uncle is fine, don't worry too much, look at his uncle crying, he can hear your voice."

Brother Gou's voice was sad with a hint of excitement.

Uncle dog egg, is his acting skills so good?
I wonder if he has watched "The Actor's Self-cultivation".

A crystal clear teardrop emerged from the corner of Duan Zhonghua's eye and flowed down his cheek to his ear.

Duan Xiaoming reached out to wipe away his father's tears.

"dad……"

Duan Zhonghua did not respond.

Duan Xiaoming cried even harder!
He bowed his head and lay down on his father's hand, weeping uncontrollably!
Brother Gou behind him looked at Director Liu.

The two laughed at the same time, and then gave a thumbs up!

In this world, there are always people who are happy and others who are crying!
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