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Chapter 79 The Candles Are Burned Out, The Lights Are Not Out

When Chen Zeyan was alone occasionally, he would lament the fragility of life in his heart.

It's not that he's hypocritical.

Rather, he had witnessed the death of a loved one.

That kind of sense of loss is deeply imprinted in my heart.

He slowly came to the bed.

The entire emergency room was eerily quiet.

The unknown medicinal liquid dripped gently along the infusion tube.

The digital instrument next to the bed was beating up and down regularly.

He obviously hasn't met Wang Huaiming a few times.

There is no teacher-student relationship with him.

You can see what he looks like now.

For some reason, there was always a sense of oppression in his heart that was covered by dark clouds.

Hey.

Chen Zeyan was slightly taken aback.

From the corner of his eyes, the old index finger on the bed suddenly moved.

He got up in a panic and came to the door: "Nurse, Elder Wang moved his finger just now!"

When the nurse heard this, without saying a word, she hurried to the emergency room.

The other people around the door were also a little excited.

"Wake up, Mr. Wang is about to wake up!"

"It's great, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine."

"Everyone, don't make noise. The doctor just said that Mr. Wang needs to rest. Try not to make any noise."

"Oh, yes, boo!"

A group of three to forty-year-old researchers.

But like a group of children, dancing and dancing excitedly.

Chen Zeyan and several senior academicians of the Academy of Sciences followed into the emergency room.

On the hospital bed, Wang Huaiming had already opened his eyes.

Breathing in oxygen.

It's just that his eyes are no longer what they used to be.

Clear and bright and solemn.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

Gloomy, cloudy, dull.

"Old man Wang!"

Zhang Chenghua stepped forward a little excitedly.

But he was stopped by the nurse's 'sinister' eyes.

"Hey," the nurse lady sighed, and said with a serious face: "Mr. Wang just woke up now, and his body is still very weak."

"You speak in a lower voice. If you have anything to say, finish it as soon as possible."

Like an obedient child, Zhang Chenghua nodded vigorously:
"Eh, I understand."

Chen Zeyan didn't know Zhang Chenghua.

But I saw him in the information on the Internet.

He and Wang Huaiming on the hospital bed have been classmates since junior high school.

High school all night, the university also graduated from the National University of Science and Technology together.

At that time, UCAS was still a purely military academy.

The open majors are basically related to military education.

At that time, after graduating from the National University of Science and Technology, they basically went to join the army.

Those who are capable can even become officers as soon as they graduate.

But the two of them chose the most unpopular major in the school, 'Electronic Science and Technology'.

The relationship between the two is very good.

However, the two are also very competitive.

Almost since junior high school, the two of them have been competing in all aspects, overtly and secretly.

This rivalry has lasted for decades.

Until people are old and their hair is gray.

It's a pity, no matter what.

Wang Huaiming was always able to stabilize him.

Wang Huaiming on the hospital bed moved his eyes to him.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhang Chenghua met his gaze with a complicated expression.

Before Mingming came, he had a lot to say.

But when I got here, my mind went blank.

Nothing can be said.

"Zhang... Hua..."

An extremely weak voice wandered in the room.

Zhang Chenghua suddenly raised his head!
Wang Huaiming shouted in a weak voice:

"Zhang...Cheng...Hua..."

"I...I'm here! Old man Wang, I'm here!"

Zhang Chenghua ran to the bed in a panic and opened his hands.

At a loss.

"You...how are you, do you want to drink water?"

Seeing his appearance, the rest of the Academy of Sciences couldn't help shaking their heads.

When had they seen such a nervous Zhang Chenghua?

The two have been competing for decades, and it is well known in the Academy of Sciences.

Whenever they met, the two of them didn't have their nostrils turned upside down.

If the other party says a word, you have to say three sentences back?
They almost forgot when was the last time these two people communicated peacefully.

Wang Huaiming opened his mouth, his anger was like gossamer.

Zhang Chenghua bent down and put his ear close to him.

"Help up..."

"Help...me...to get up..."

"Help...me...get up..."

His voice was very weak, but his articulation was so sonorous and powerful.

Hearing this, Zhang Chenghua's expression was a little tangled.

He looked at the nurse standing aside: "He said, help him up..."

The nurse lady shook her head upon hearing this.

He stepped forward and leaned down, saying softly:
"Mr. Wang, you are very weak now and need a good rest."

"If you have any requirements, you can tell me, and I will help you."

Wang Huaiming didn't look at the nurse.

His gaze was fixed on Zhang Chenghua all the time.

He repeated that sentence in his mouth.

"Help...me...get up..."

Zhang Chenghua, who had been silent for a long time, finally sighed.

He said, "Nurse, please help him up."

The nurse frowned:
"Mr. Wang's body is really weak now, and he can't stand it anymore. We can't let his temper..."

Zhang Chenghua shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "That's how he is. If you don't do what he wants today, the old man probably won't be able to sleep today."

The nurse looked at Wang Huaiming in confusion.

Wang Huaiming also looked at the nurse at the same time.

There seemed to be a hint of pleading in those slightly cloudy eyes.

At this moment, a group of attending doctors walked in quickly.

The doctors saw Mr. Wang who had woken up on the bed.

Immediately began to check the data on each instrument separately.

The leading doctor came to the nurse and looked around at the people in the room.

Ask: "How long has the patient been awake?"

The nurse quickly replied: "I just woke up less than 5 minutes ago, and the patient said..."

"Bullshit!"

The doctor frowned when he heard that the patient wanted to get out of bed.

With a low growl, the expression on his face became extremely serious: "The patient's current physical condition has not recovered, and he needs adequate sleep."

"How can you let the patient do whatever he wants just because of a word?"

In fact, what he said was rather euphemistic.

Wang Huaiming's physical condition at this time is only temporarily out of the danger of life.

Because of the recurrence of various old diseases on his body.

At any time, it may cause him to fall into a long-term coma again.

If he falls into a coma again, will he be able to wake up then?

It's really an unknown.

But this is in the ward, in front of the patient.

Naturally, he couldn't make these words too clear.

He turned around, squatted down beside the bed, and said softly:
"Old Wang, you should have a good rest. If you need anything, just tell us and we will do our best to help you."

Wang Huaiming looked at the doctor pleadingly.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said:

"Help... me..."

"Please…"

Please…

These two words hit his chest like a heavy hammer.

This is a request from one of the top scientists of Huaguo Academy of Sciences.

Normally, this is definitely something to be proud of.

But now, he was so entangled that he couldn't breathe.

His rationality told him that he couldn't be allowed to mess around.

His body is not strong enough to get him out of bed now.

But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

at this time.

A scene that shocked everyone happened.

Wang Huaiming didn't know where the strength came from, and raised his wrinkled right hand.

Put it on the back of the doctor's hand, and hold it 'hardly'.

Looking at him with cloudy but firm eyes:
"Please…"

……

In the end, the doctor couldn't hold back Wang Huaiming.

He called a few nurses and helped him up from the hospital bed very carefully.

He had an infusion tube hanging from his hand, and he was in contact with various instruments.

A group of people followed behind him, carefully carrying these instruments and moving together.

The doctor followed closely and asked, "Where do you... want to go?"

Wang Huaiming took a deep breath, his voice trembling:
"computer…"

Hearing this, the doctor quickly shouted to another attending doctor, "Hurry up, go and bring the computer over here!"

But Zhang Chenghua suddenly shouted: "No need, I have already sent someone to send the computer of the Academy of Sciences, and it will arrive in about 3 minutes."

His words stunned everyone present.

Several nurses were a little surprised.

Didn't Mr. Wang just say that he needs a computer?

Why did this person have someone send the computer over in advance?

Could it be a prophet?

The few members of the Academy of Sciences were not surprised.

Among the people present, who knows Wang Huaiming best.

It must be Zhang Chenghua.

These two are old rivals who have been competing for decades.

Just by looking at each other, you can read the meaning in the other person's eyes.

Chen Zeyan, who had been standing in the corner, didn't know why.

Suddenly a little envious.

Three minutes later, an old-looking computer was moved into a ward.

Several nurses carefully supported Wang Huaiming and walked in.

When they came to the computer, the nurse wanted to help Wang Huaiming to sit down.

However, Wang Huaiming shook his head: "No...sit..."

Because he was afraid, if he sat down.

May fall asleep.

I was even more afraid that if I fell asleep, I might never get up again.

He has more important things to do.

Several nurses looked at the doctor beside them with particularly tangled eyes.

The doctor just shook his head with a wry smile.

When the computer was turned on, Wang Huaiming used his stiff fingers.

Tapping the keyboard and mouse one after another.

Every knocking sound was like thunder.

bombarded their hearts.

Although doctors and nurses can't read the content on the computer.

But he understands that Wang Huaiming is doing a very important thing at this moment.

Zhang Chenghua saw this scene in front of him.

His cheeks, which had been expressionless all the time, twitched slightly.

The rest of the academicians knew that he was sorting out some information and data of the lithography machine that he was responsible for developing a few days ago.

At this time, they finally knew why Wang Huaiming wanted to get up from the hospital bed all the time.

Because of these things, only he knows.

These materials only exist in his brain.

If he falls asleep, the data will sleep with him.

Could it be that other scientists couldn't do it without these materials?
No.

Even without this part of the data, sooner or later someone else will be able to come up with these key figures.

But Huaguo has waited too long.

A lithography machine completely independently developed by Huaguo.

right in his head.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

This scene in front of me.

Looking at the candle that he thought was about to go out.

Chen Zeyan's heart was hit like never before!
The candle is about to burn out?

Yes.

The candle is about to burn out.

But the lights did not go out.

(End of this chapter)