Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

director's office.

The half-white-haired Dean Gong closed the door, came to the table, picked up the red receiver, and started dialing.

Soon after, the call came through.

The person who answered the phone was Zhou Rong, "Hello, how are you?"

Dean Gong said: "Zhou Rong, I'm looking for Mr. Wen."

Zhou Rong immediately recognized who the other party was and didn't ask anything. He just said, "Uncle Gong, please wait a moment."

Zhou Rong put the receiver on the table, came to the door of Mr. Wen's bedroom and called, "Dad, Director Gong from Ruijin Hospital is looking for you."

"Got it." A loud voice came from inside.

In less than a minute, Mr. Wen appeared in front of the sofa, "It's so late at night, you can't sleep, what do you want from me?"

Dean Gong said: "Mr. Wen, let me tell you something."

After watching his daughter-in-law pour a cup of tea and put it in front of him, and watching his daughter-in-law enter the bedroom, Mr. Wen sat down and said, "You tell me."

Dean Gong explained in detail the matter of Wenhui's admission to the hospital. After that, he stopped talking and waited for the reaction on the other end of the phone.

After all, this was something unusual. The Wen family's only beloved child was rushed to the hospital, but none of the Wen family's direct relatives came. If Dean Gong hadn't had a close relationship with Mr. Wen, he wouldn't have made this call.

Mr. Wen didn't react slowly. He thought of everything Dean Gong could think of. He looked in the direction of his daughter-in-law's bedroom, put away his loud voice, and asked in a low voice: "Who sent her there?"

Dean Gong said: "xx contacted me and they were sent here by helicopter. There was a man and a woman who came with me. I don't know the woman, but the man should be the great writer."

Mr. Wen was not surprised at all when he heard the word "great writer", but he still confirmed it: "The one who wrote "The World"?"

Dean Gong glanced at the "human world" placed on the table: "That's him."

Mr. Wen picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Is Huihui's problem big?"

The reason why he was so calm was because he knew that his granddaughter's illness was not fatal, otherwise Dean Gong's tone would not be like this, and the first sentence would tell the truth.

Dean Gong told him: "For acute appendicitis, we have arranged for the best doctor in the hospital to operate."

Mr. Wen said, "I'll come over."

After saying that, Mr. Wen put down the tea cup, put the receiver back, and sat motionless on the sofa for two minutes. Then he got up and walked back to the bedroom, changed out of his pajamas, put on his clothes for going out, and walked to the door.

After walking less than three steps, Mr. Wen stopped again, then turned around and stared at the photo frame on the bedside table in a daze.

The photo frame is a bit old, and inside is an old black-and-white photo. The photo shows a well-educated woman with a youthful smile on her face. She is very beautiful. At a glance, you can tell that she is an intellectual young woman from the old era who yearns for the new society.

After staring at the photo for a long time, Mr. Wen finally went out.

On the other side, the hospital.

The operation is over.

The moment the door opened, Zhang Xuan quickly walked over to the doctor and asked, "Doctor, how is the situation?"

After recognizing who this person was, the doctor didn't dare to take it seriously. He smiled and said four words: "Everything went well."

As long as everything goes well, Zhang Xuan feels completely relieved and sincerely expresses his gratitude: "Thank you."

Wen Hui was pushed out.

Seeing him stupidly following her and staring at her, Wen Hui, who looked a little pale, tried her best to smile, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Zhang Xuan reached out and grabbed her hand, humming heavily.

After arriving at the ward, the head nurse politely told Zhang: "Sir, the patient has just undergone surgery and is a little weak and needs to rest."

It was not a major surgery, so there was no need to be so cautious, but the doctors and nurses all knew that Miss Wen's identity was not simple, and the dean had personally given them instructions, so they did not dare to be careless.

Not wanting to hit the smiling person, not to mention that he was doing it for Wen Hui's own good, Zhang Xuan nodded and said to Wen Hui, "Then you rest first, I'll wait for you outside."

Unexpectedly, Wen Hui pointed to the seat next to her: "You sit next to me and accompany me. I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap."

Seeing this, the head nurse didn't let him out anymore, but just ordered him to keep as quiet as possible.

After looking at each other for a while, Zhang Xuan said softly: "Go to sleep, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just here with you."

Wen Hui looked at him quietly for a few seconds and slowly closed her eyes.

Perhaps because her body was too tired, her breathing was delicate and even, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Xuan muted his cell phone and did not dare to make any sound. He just stared at her quietly, his eyes passing over her black hair, beautiful eyes, beautiful nose and small lips one by one, and he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. .

He felt that Wen Hui no longer seemed to reject him, and the two of them were much closer.

This feeling was only experienced by Shuang Ling and Mi Jian before, but I didn't expect it to appear in Wen Hui, and it appeared so quickly.

People who are full of heart always feel that time passes quickly, and half an hour has passed before they know it.

I don’t know whether to pinch it or how? When half an hour was up, Wen Hui opened her eyes on time.

Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "How do you feel physically? Is there any discomfort?"

Wen Hui said: "Don't worry, it's fine."

Then she said: "Don't be so far away. Come closer to me. I want to see you up close."

Zhang Xuan moved the stool next to the bed and explained with a smile: "I was afraid that the loud breathing would wake you, so I moved it further."

Wen Hui didn't answer, just stared at him. After a long time, she slowly stretched out her right hand and put it on his left cheek, rubbed it gently, and said softly: "You are the first person to fall for me when I grow up." Tear man, thank you.”

"Yes." Zhang Xuan leaned forward and was flattered to feel the warmth of her palm.

Wen Hui asked: "Am I very fragile?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "No, if I were you I would have screamed in pain last night."

Wen Hui smiled knowingly and asked, "Do you still remember what I told you in the kitchen?"

Zhang Xuan thought about it and said, "Promise you something?"

Wen Hui said yes and asked, "Can you guess it?"

Zhang Xuan told the truth: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I've been thinking about this issue whenever I have time in the past two days, but in the end it all came to nothing."

Then he asked with a longing look on his face: "What on earth is going on?"

Wen Hui stopped stroking her right hand and placed her palm against his face, asking, "If it's something detrimental to Shuang Ling and Mi Jian, will you do it?"

Zhang Xuan remained silent. Although he did not express his position directly, he expressed his protest with silence.

Wen Hui was not surprised by this, as if she expected it, and asked: "If they asked you to give up on me, would you do it?"

Zhang Xuan said without hesitation: "No."

Wen Hui asked: "What if it's someone else?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "I will respect their choice."

Wen Hui looked up at his face and said after a long time: "Come to Shanghai before August."

Zhang Xuan asked: "August in the Gregorian calendar."

Wen Hui nodded.

Zhang Xuan was confused: "You have to wait until then to tell me?"

Wen Hui said: "Yes."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Why can't you reveal it in advance?"

Wen Huiqiao smiled and said: "No, but you are so smart, you can think about it yourself."

Zhang Xuan sighed angrily: "Don't praise me for being smart. When I am with you, I often feel that my IQ is not enough."

Wen Hui pursed her lips slightly: "I have a way to make you smart. Do you want to learn it?"

Zhang Xuan asked: "What?"

Wen Hui blinked in his usual manner: "Put the past aside, be with me with peace of mind, and you will become smarter if you don't worry about anything before or after."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Wen Hui said: "Actually, pretending to be stupid is also a college question. You can teach me when you have time."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Just when he was pretending to be dumbfounded in the ward, an uninvited guest came to Ruijin Hospital.

Well, that's not accurate. Mr. Wen was "invited" by Dean Gong.

But compared to Tao Ge and Zhang Xuan, Mr. Wen was an uninvited guest.

The moment they saw Mr. Wen appear in the corridor, Zhao Lei and Liu Yufei looked at each other and their whole bodies tensed up.

Zhao Lei wanted to go to the door to report the news, but was stopped by Mr. Wen's stern look.

Mr. Wen looked at the two of them and said, "Were you soldiers before?"

Zhao Lei and Liu Yufei lowered their heads at the same time: "Yes!"

Mr. Wen glanced at the two of them again, then passed them and walked towards the door of the ward.

Zhao Lei was anxious and quickly took out her mobile phone to edit a text message: Boss, Grandpa Wenhui is here.

But the text message had just been edited and before it could be sent, the phone was taken away by an old hand.

Zhao Lei looked up and was shocked to find that Mr. Wen had left and returned.

Mr. Wen picked up the phone, glanced at it, handed it to the person following him, turned around and continued walking towards the door without saying a word.

The phone was confiscated, and Zhao Lei did not dare to complain. She leaned against the wall and looked at the confused Liu Yufei. The two of them looked at me and I looked at you, secretly praying for the boss.

The corridor in the hospital was short or long, but Mr. Wen still came to the door of the ward with his little hands behind his back.

Stopping, he stretched out his hand to hold the door handle, and with a slight twist, the door opened a crack inward.

Although he knew that appendicitis was not a serious illness, and although he was calm on the way here, Mr. Wen still seemed a little anxious when he arrived at the door. Wen Hui is his only direct granddaughter and his only direct descendant. Although he has asked in person over the years, There are quite a few, but I love them very much in my heart. When I get to the door, I can’t wait to go in and take a look.

Only when he poked half of his head through the crack in the door, he froze, as if a spell had been cast on him. His whole body was frozen outside the door, unable to move any further.

At this moment, his cloudy pupils reflected everything in the ward, everything in front of the hospital bed, and a pair of men and women who loved each other: At this moment, the man lowered his head and was kissing the woman on the bed, while the woman held her hands Holding the man's neck, he closed his eyes and responded gently.

Kissing.

The great writer and the pianist are kissing

The bastard who had made him fearful and guarded for several years was kissing his sweet granddaughter.

For a moment, Mr. Wen, who was protecting the calf, had blood all over his body and was furious. He wanted to rush in regardless and just hold this bastard down and go on a rampage!

However, this idea disappeared as soon as it appeared. The angry old man Wen did not do this or complete the matter.

Yes, I just didn’t get things right!

Because although this scene was unexpected, it was not that unexpected. On the way to the hospital, he had thought about many situations and the various relationships between Huihui and the boy.

Mr. Wen is a sweet-tempered person, usually kind and easy to talk to, but if his bottom line is touched, he will dare to draw a gun and splash blood three feet away.

but! But! The reason why he didn't rush in angrily now was because he keenly discovered two points:

One point was when Huihui stretched out her hands and actively wrapped them around Zhang Xuan's neck.

The second point was that Huihui's expression told him that she was not repulsed by the kiss, and there was even a hint of happiness in it.

It was these two actions of his granddaughter that made Mr. Wen's fiery temper suddenly cool down, and he hesitated to dare to fight.

He is usually very strict with himself and others, but when it comes to his precious granddaughter, he rarely hesitates.

Looking at the two people who were so absorbed in each other again, Mr. Wen took his head back and closed the door, silently as if none of this had happened.

Standing like a sculpture at the door for a long time, Mr. Wen slowly walked towards the way he came, under the gaze of everyone in the aisle.

Zhao Lei, who was born in the special forces, observed carefully and found that Mr. Wen seemed to be a different person. When he came, he was full of energy, but when he left, he was much more restrained and silent.

Zhao Lei, who had a panoramic view of all Mr. Wen's actions, couldn't help but think to herself: What happened in the ward? What are the boss and Miss Wen doing? What caused this person to choose to leave in silence?

Zhao Lei was confident that he really had to bear it and left.

When passing Zhao Lei and Liu Yufei, Mr. Wen returned the phone to Zhao Lei and said solemnly: "I've never been here."

Zhao Lei and Liu Yufei didn't dare to say anything.

After leaving this floor, Mr. Wen walked straight towards Dean Gong's office.

Dean Gong, who accompanied him all the way, was curious about what Mr. Wen saw. It’s not easy to ask. As soon as you enter the office, you make tea:

"Don't worry, the operation was successful."

Mr. Wen didn't even glance at the tea in front of him, his temples were bulging: "Let's play the next game."

When it comes to playing chess, Dean Gong enlivens the atmosphere: "I have become very good at chess recently."

Mr. Wen didn't say anything. After the chess pieces were placed, he grabbed the cannon and fired it at the center line, setting up a center cannon.

Dean Gong understood clearly that this old man looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was experiencing fluctuations in his heart, and the fluctuations were not small. The posture of this central cannon meant that he was going to launch a fierce attack to vent his emotions.

In the ward.

The two people who were inseparable still separated.

Wen Hui raised her eyelids, looked at the alarm clock on the wall, then looked at the door, and then said, "It's time for you to go."

Zhang Xuan looked at her and didn't move.

Wen Hui explained: "There are many doctors in Ruijin Hospital who are familiar with my parents, and President Gong has an unusual relationship with my grandfather."

Zhang Xuan was stunned, and then he reacted and asked: "You mean, I broke into the wolf's den."

Wen Hui hummed.

Zhang Xuan asked again: "Then you still don't want me to inform your family? Are you going to do some pretense to inform your cousin?"

Wen Hui smiled and asked, "Do you dare to face my family now?"

Zhang Xuan's scalp was numb, but his blood still surged: "As soon as you come, let's take care of it."

Wen Hui looked at the door: "If you don't leave, my grandpa will come."

Zhang Xuan: "."

He asked: "Will you really come?"

Wen Hui said: "Tao Ge and Huangli can suppress the doctors and nurses, but they cannot suppress Dean Gong. Maybe my grandpa is already here."

Zhang Xuan fainted.

Wen Hui urged him: "You go first, we can contact you via mobile phone."

Seeing her urging again and again, Zhang Xuan understood that Wenhui didn't want him to have too much interaction with her family.

Zhang Xuan called Yuan Mei: "Where are you?"

Yuan Mei said: "Tao Ge and I are paying for the follow-up payment."

Zhang Xuandao: "I have something to do and I have to leave first. Come and accompany Huihui."

Yuan Mei cleverly didn't ask why he left and agreed: "Okay, I'll be here in a minute."

Three minutes later, Yuan Mei and Tao Ge arrived.

Zhang Xuan helped Wenhui brush away the earmarks and hair, and said softly: "Let's keep in touch on the mobile phone. I'll come over when it's convenient for you."

Wen Hui said quietly.

Tao Ge left.

Zhang Xuan followed, even though he had many guesses in his heart, even though he was reluctant to leave, he still left.

Watching his back leave, Wen Hui's eyes drooped when the door closed. After a moment of silence, she said to Yuan Mei, "Grandpa should be in Grandpa Gong's office. Go and call him for me."

Yuan Mei sighed, but still didn't ask anything, turned around and walked out the door.

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(I went to the hospital for a review today, and I haven’t had dinner yet. I’ll post it first and change it later…)