Conquer the beautiful chairman

Chen Yao didn't fall asleep. When Zhang Wei fell asleep, she got up quietly, took out the Encyclopedia of medicine, came to the study, turned on the desk lamp in the study, and began to read the Encyclopedia of medicine.

Chen Yao quickly looked at the catalog and quickly uncovered it page by page. Suddenly, she stopped on one of the pages, and the page was full of marks with a pencil.

Chen Yao looked at the page repeatedly. After a while, she closed the book, trembled, twitched, and began to cry silently

Is crying, a generous hand stroked his shoulder, Zhang Wei behind said: "sister, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Wei gets up and goes to the bathroom. When he feels empty, he finds Chen Yao crying.

"Husband..." Chen Yao turns around and pours into Zhang Wei's arms, grabs Zhang Wei's arm, trembles all over, breathless: "Harson... He... He..."

When Zhang Wei saw the book, he was shocked. He straightened Chen Yao's body and held her face: "what's the matter? What happened to Harson? Do you suspect that he is ill? "

"Well..." Chen Yao nodded, turned back to open the book, turned to the page, pointed it out to Zhang Wei, and said: "this book was found in Hansen's bedside table... I think the blood stains on the pillow towel and quilt head are abnormal, so I specially brought this book back. When I read it, it turned out that..."

"Ah! How could it be! Is Harson suffering from this incurable disease? " Zhang dazei was shocked: "why don't you tell me and sneak into the kitchen to check?"

"I'm not sure. I'm just guessing," Chen Yao told Zhang Wei. "But I always think it's feasible. Harson is terminally ill, and he doesn't want to involve Wang Yan, or us, or let everyone around him worry about him. So he quit his job and quietly left for Germany. He didn't know where he was going... Of course, this is just my reasoning, I hope not..."

Zhang Wei nodded: "elder sister, your analysis is reasonable. We should tell Wang Yan as soon as possible. It's a good clue for Wang Yan to find Halson..."

Chen Yao nodded: "well... Brother, I'll contact Wang Yan tomorrow. We must find a way to find Harson. If it's really what I guess, we must try our best to save his life, even if we spend more money..."

Chen Yao's tone is as firm and persistent as ever.

Zhang Wei touched Chen Yao's face and said, "sister, you are a living Bodhisattva."

Chen Yao looked at Zhang Wei with a smile: "brother, at any time, no matter how many difficulties and dangers there are, we should maintain an optimistic attitude and have the confidence to overcome difficulties... I am not a living Bodhisattva. I can't save all the people in the world. I just want to be a friend."

Zhang Wei also smile: "sister, I will remember your words, I will always be optimistic..."

Chen Yao stood up and pressed into Zhang Wei's arms: "brother, optimism is an attitude towards life and a strong belief. We don't bow in the face of difficulties and we don't get discouraged in the face of setbacks. Hope and light will always be ours."

Zhang Wei nodded, bent down to pick up Chen Yao, and walked to the bedroom: "sister, hope and light will be ours."

Walking on the quiet street of Dresden, Germany, Wang Yan suddenly felt the tranquility and serenity of this small city. Compared with Xingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, the pace of spring here is late, and the jasmine flowers on the roadside are revealing their tender yellow bones.

Suddenly warm and still cold, Wang Yan tightened the collar of his windbreaker, so he didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of foreign countries and went straight to the local police station.

In the police station, a kind bearded policeman patiently listened to the statement and request made by this beautiful oriental girl in fluent German, carefully recorded it, then entered and inquired in the computer. After a while, he looked at Wang Yan, shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands: "beautiful girl, I'm sorry, I don't have this person's information in my computer, he's not a permanent resident here, I can't find out. "

Wang Yan suddenly stupefied: "that... Have you registered the population who come here for the time being?"

"How long has that Mr. Halson, if he can come?" Bearded police want to help this beautiful oriental girl.

Wang Yan thought for a while: "about a week."

"Oh... The time is too short. Sorry, we didn't register. We didn't register the temporary residents." The bearded policeman thought for a moment, "madam, do you know where he lives?"

"I... Don't know," Wang Yan shook his head and suddenly remembered something. He took out a picture of Harson in front of his house: "you see, there is a lake and a mountain behind, and there is a dense coniferous forest next to it..."

The bearded policeman looked at it, stood up with the photo and said to Wang Yan, "beautiful girl, please wait a moment. I'm not sure where this is. I'll ask my other colleagues. Maybe they can provide some favorable information..."

"Thank you for your hospitality." Wang yanmang thanks the bearded policeman.

"It's our duty. It's my honor to serve you." The bearded policeman took the picture to another office.

Wang Yan is waiting anxiously.

After a while, the bearded policeman came out with a smile: "lucky girl, we found this place. This is a small villa in the suburb, next to Tali lake. I wrote the address on the back of the photo for you..."

Wang Yan stood up excitedly and didn't know what to say: "thank you..."

The bearded policeman and Wang Yan shook hands warmly with a smile: "beautiful oriental girl, I wish you find your sweetheart soon. I wish you all the best..."

In a foreign country, Wang Yan was moved by the bearded police, and eight words suddenly appeared in his mind: strict law enforcement and enthusiastic service.

Another sentence comes to mind: serve the people.

To bid farewell to the lovely police uncle, Wang Yan took a taxi and went straight to Tahu. According to the address, he quickly found the villa, an exquisite and unique building with wood structure built by the lake and mountain, which is quite medieval architectural style.

Around the house is very quiet, surrounded by flowers, the outside behind is a lush coniferous forest, lakes and mountains, self-contained.

Wang Yan took out the as like as two peas.

Here it is. Wang Yan walked slowly up the steps and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but nothing happened.

Keep pressing, there's still no one to open the door.

Wang Yan's heart with the continuous sound of the doorbell more and more low, hope more and more dim.

Half an hour later, Wang Yan disappointedly stopped ringing the doorbell and looked absently at the pedestrians and vehicles passing by. He was all blonde and could not see a familiar yellow face.

Wang Yan hesitated to walk on a strange road in a foreign country. It was getting late. He found a small hotel near the house and went to sleep.

Wake up in the morning, tears full face, tears have dried. Wang Yan opened the window, breathing fresh air, is seeing the front door of the house, still closed.

The faucet of the room broke, Wang Yan finished washing, stubbornly came to the door, stubbornly rang the doorbell, still no movement.

Wang Yan sat down on the steps in front of the door in despair, buried his head between his legs and wept silently.

Just at this time, Wang Yan received a call from Chen Yao, telling him what he found last night. Chen Yao suggested that Wang Yan go to the nearby hospital to have a look.

Wang Yan head straight hair is Meng, God, is really got this kind of incurable disease? Did Harson leave because he was terminally ill? Which hospital can Harson be in now?

I must find you, I must accompany you, no matter what happened, no matter what disease you got! Wang Yan's heart read again and again, tears flow out again.

Wang Yan went straight to a bookstore, bought a directory of the national medical system in Germany, and went back to the hotel. According to the telephone number above, he started from those large-scale hospitals and asked them one by one whether there was a patient named Harson who was hospitalized there. After a day's phone call, I inquired about more than 700 hospitals and got no results.

Look at the dusk, Wang Yan heart more and more cold, powerless to sit on the bed, tears have dried up, want to cry without tears!

Wang Yan suddenly remembered that the local hospital in Dresden had not inquired. He quickly found the number and dialed it to explain the situation.

The other side inquired on the computer for a long time and told Wang Yan: "a few days ago, a male patient named Harson came to our hospital. He suffered from the kind of disease you said..."

"Really?" Wang Yan cried excitedly, tears rolling: "he really got this disease? Where is he now? "

"I'm sorry, he just came here for a check-up. After the diagnosis, he suddenly left. We are also looking for the patient. We hope to save his life, at least extend his life. If you have any news about him, please let us know..." the other side said politely to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan hands of the phone fell on the bed, ears buzzing, already can't hear each other on the phone.

Wang Yan's powerless eyes looked at the towering church roof in the distance, the huge cross in the setting sun, especially vast.

God, Almighty Lord, why do you treat me like this, why do you treat your servant so cruelly... Wang Yan's heart is bleeding, and his face is getting pale

Wang Yan didn't eat or drink for a day, and didn't want to eat or drink. He curled up in the corner of the small hotel and didn't move.

After a while, the landlord knocked on the door and said that other rooms had been vacated. I'm sorry that the faucet broke down and affected Wang Yan's accommodation. He promised to give the house price a 20% discount, and then helped Wang Yan move to a new room.

The new guest room is at the end of the corridor, taking a turn.

After the landlord left, Wang Yan opened the window and saw the side of the Harson wooden house. He found that there was a backyard behind the house near the lake.

In the twilight, the courtyard looked very cold.

Wang Yan gazed at the courtyard, looked at the layout and furnishings of the courtyard, and felt extremely sad.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's vision stopped. On a cane chair near the lake in the courtyard, there was a man sitting. Although his back was blurred in the dusk, he could still see clearly the back of a man.

That back in the afterglow of the sunset, it is so lonely, lonely

My love, my people, my Harson... Wang Yan's head suddenly filled with snow, and his body shook a few times.

He must have been sitting in the yard, but he didn't hear himself ring the doorbell.

Wang Yan was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He suddenly opened the door, rushed down the stairs, stumbled, and went straight to the backyard of the house.

There is no fence in the backyard. It is a low bush and a green belt repaired.

"Hansen -- Hansen --" Wang Yan rushed to the outside of the wall, ran and yelled, and approached his back.

The figure of the man suddenly shook and turned slowly.

Wang Yan rushed to the fence and saw the face coming over. He was stunned suddenly.

Is this your own Harson? Although his handsome face is still neat and his golden hair is still free and easy, the haggard look in his eyes, the dry and cracked lips, the thin face, and the rarely seen tight brow all show the torment and frustration that Harson has suffered in this period of time.