The Heroine Took the Villain Script

  Chapter 215 The Best of Chronicles (7)

   "Xiao Wu, what happened?"

   "Is Tiantian, sick again?"

  Receiving a call from his wife, He Yaohua temporarily left his official duties and hurried to the military hospital.

   "...Tiantian had a lot of nosebleeds again and fell into a coma!"

   Seeing her daughter was sent to the emergency room, Wu Zhuoya finally let out a sigh of relief.

  But her hands were still shaking slightly, and her mind was full of images of her daughter covered in blood.

  She stared at the door of the emergency room in a daze. For a long time, she told her husband, “In addition, there are some things in the drawer of the sweet desk, please go take a look!”

   "Huh?" He Yaohua was taken aback for a moment, and asked him to look at what is in his daughter's desk.

  Originally, hearing his wife's solemn tone on the phone, He Yaohua thought something serious had happened.

  Of course, her daughter’s illness in the main hospital is not a trivial matter.

  However, He Yaohua knows his wife, she is not a person who only cares about her small family.

  Even if the house is on fire, the wife will not easily call him back from the work unit.

   But today his wife did just that, and she urged him eagerly. He Yaohua’s first reaction was: It should be related to work!

  Yes, but——

  Why would his wife ask him to look for something in the drawer of his daughter’s desk?

  If you change to other children, even He Weihong who is still in college, He Yaohua would not think it is too ridiculous.

  He Tiantian?

  The little daughter who just picked up from the countryside.

  He Yaohua is not saying that he looks down on his family and daughters, but that He Tiantian’s conditions are there.

  Having only been in elementary school for a few years, he was barely illiterate.

  On weekdays, he doesn’t care about serious matters. In addition to food and drink, he just eats and drinks.

  The little girl doesn’t seem to care about anyone or anything, her eyes shine only when she sees meat and money.

  He Yaohua racked his brains and couldn’t think of her daughter’s relationship with work.

   "I can't say a word or a sentence, go and read it yourself!"

  Wu Zhuoya rubbed her eyebrows, her own brain was a little confused, and she couldn't analyze it logically and clearly with her wife.

  Furthermore, Wu Zhuoya is not a professional after all. Although she thinks the things on the manuscript paper are very important, there is no evidence.

  Professional work, let professional people do it.

   Thinking of this, Wu Zhuoya added again, “Is Old Xu? If he has time, let him take a look.”

   "Old Xu? He is busy repairing those drawings."

  It was hard to **** some information from the ashes. In the past few days, the number of engineers and technicians in the factory are all trying to “rescue” the sleepless nights and meals.

   "Then let the guard come back and have a look." Wu Zhuoya thought for a while, and then proposed.

   Xu is He Yaohua who transferred to the military factory. For more than ten years, He Weijun has been fascinated by his ears and eyes, and he has also developed a strong interest in military industry.

  When he was in college, he applied for the Department of Mechanical Engineering, and after graduation he was assigned to the factory. Now he is a technician, and he is studying with a veteran engineer like Lao Xu.

   "...Okay!" Although he still doesn't quite understand what his wife means, based on his understanding of his wife, He Yaohua believes that his wife is not aimless.

  People were sent to the factory to call He Weijun home. He Yaohua looked at the emergency room with the door closed, and knew that the girl would not be able to get out for a while, so he hurried back home.

   "Dad, the teacher is busy, why are you eager to tell me to go home?"

  He Weijun rushed into the house, and when he arrived in the living room, he shouted hurriedly.

  He Yaohua had already arrived at the small bedroom on the second floor one step ahead of time. He opened the drawer and took out the drawings that Wu Zhuoya had carefully placed.

  Unfolded, only reading the first page, He Yaohua's eyes suddenly brightened.

  He is a layman, but he stayed in the factory all the year round and listened to the daily discussions between the old engineers and Soviet experts, and he listened a little bit.

  Some keywords, or iconic graphics, he also knows.

  Especially in the past two days, he squatted in the conference room and watched a group of technicians fix it. He was really impressed.

  At this moment, he saw more complete graphics and formulas, and his hands trembled a little.

  He flipped through the drawings eagerly, looking at them one by one.

  At this moment, He Weijun's loud voice rang.

  He Yaohua suddenly felt that a helper was coming, and hurriedly shouted, "Guard, come on, I'm in the sweet room!"

   "Dad, good, what are you doing in the sweet house?"

  He Weijun muttered, while rubbing up to the second floor.

   "Hey, that's not right. My mother said when she ate in the morning, Tiantian could almost be discharged today. Why? She hasn't been discharged yet?"

  He Weijun didn’t really like this sister who embarrassed her family, but it was a close relative. He was very concerned when she saw her lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

  If there were too many things in the factory recently, He Weijun would take time off to pick up the little girl with his mother.

   "Tiantian is sick again and was sent to the military hospital by your mother and Wei Hong!"

  He Yaohua said quickly, and then urged, "Don't worry about saying this, you kid, come in quickly!"

   "I'm sick again? Little girl is okay, right?"

  He Weijun was taken aback. What happened to his sister? Could it be that she had some incurable disease?

  How come I got sick again after I was discharged from the hospital?

  Sent to the military hospital directly? !

  He Weijun murmured directly in his heart, but he still ran in three steps in two steps.

   entered the door, he was about to continue questioning, but saw his father holding a stack of drawings and looking at it endlessly.

"what is this?"

  Xu saw something related to his profession, He Weijun was very curious, asked in passing, and leaned forward to check it together.

   "Huh? This, this is the structure diagram of the R-type missile? And the calculation formula?"

  He Weijun originally wanted to continue to ask his sister what happened, but when he saw these materials, his eyes widened.

  The whole person became very excited. He really forgot about his dignity and inferiority. He grabbed the drawings from his father and studied bit by bit, "Oh my God, this is how the data is complete?"

   "There is also this graphic. Teacher Xu was still worried just now, saying that it was burned in half, and it is a bit difficult to restore it completely!"

   "Oh, even this one? Oh my God, where did this, this come from?"

  "Dad, Comrade He, this is a real baby. Hey, a good drawing, why is it stained with blood?"

  He Weijun looked quickly, exclaiming as he watched.

  Seeing the last few photos, he found that there were blood stains on them, and he couldn't help frowning.

  "...Dad, did the comrades on the secret front get it back? There is still blood and sacrifice for this?"

  He Weijun, who had a big brain, had such a guess.

  But, soon, he found that his guess was not very reliable.

  Because he studied it carefully and found that the blood stains were very bright in color, as if they had just been stained.

  Is it in their home, what happened?

  He Weijun has already started to make up a splendid spy movie of no less than 120 minutes.

  He Yaohua heard He Weijun’s exclamation, the excitement on his face slowly receded, replaced by an indescribable deepness and worry.

  He vaguely guessed, and said quietly, “These drawings were found in Tiantian’s desk, and just an hour ago, Tiantian's nosebleeds continued and he was unconscious and was sent to the military hospital!"

  So, the blood on these drawings is most likely He Tiantian left.

   "Sweet? She, she—" He Weijun's face was unbelievable.

  He looked down at the drawings, then looked up at He Yaohua, trying to see some clues on his father’s face.

  However, there is no trace of joking on Ho Yaohua's black and thin face.

  He Weijun himself knew that his father was the most upright and stubborn person.

   Even if she feels distressed by He Tiantian, she will not cheat to add any merit to her daughter.

  So... these materials really have something to do with He Tiantian?

   Suddenly, He Weijun, who likes brain supplements, made another bold guess, “Dad, could it be that Tiantian ran to Xiaoyanglou every day not to eat and drink, but for the information?”

  Because of the most complete information, only Soviet experts living in Xiaoyanglou have it.

  Rather than saying that He Tiantian produced the information by herself, He Weijun believes in the possibility that "He Tiantian peeked at the notes of Soviet experts and then wrote them silently."

  Although, the latter is also incredible.

  After all, these are not just a few words or numbers, but more than a dozen pieces of data, formulas, and precise graphics.

  Bi Ho Weijun. It is impossible for a self-proclaimed high-achieving student who graduated from a professional university to have a copy of the original materials and want to copy them.

  K, K...The information is right in front of my eyes, and He Weijun is very familiar with some of the "fragments" of the "fragments" that have been spelled out with the teacher for several days.

  He is very sure that the information in his hand is correct and very detailed and complete.

  "Your mother said that when Tiantian was hospitalized last time, she once said, ‘Overuse of the brain leads to malnutrition’."

  He Yaohua also thought of this possibility, and he sighed faintly, "It's just that your mother didn't think much at that time, so she didn't take sweet words to her heart."

  So, when the doctor said He Tiantian was severely malnourished, Wu Zhuoya was still very puzzled.

  While seeing this scene again today, and receiving valuable information that would never appear under normal circumstances, Wu Zhuoya suddenly remembered this sentence.

  There are some speculations in her mind: He Tiantian's brain may be unique from ordinary people.

  She usually likes to eat good food so much, not because she is really gluttonous, but because her body needs nourishment.

   "Huh? Is there still such a situation? Does she never forget the little girl?"

  He Weijun was a little dumbfounded, because he had a huge brain, and he couldn't think of a possibility that was too magical.

  The gods and men he knows, Jomo is the one mentioned in the novel that he remembers his life and knows him by birth.

   "It is possible, but further verification is needed!"

  He Yaohua is a firm materialist, so he does not believe in ghosts and gods, but only in science.

  He Tiantian has been sent to the military hospital, and he believes his wife will arrange some checkups for his little daughter.

  In addition, after Tiantian wakes up, she can also directly ask her.

  However, before that, He Yaohua had to repeatedly verify the authenticity of this information.

  "Go! Get these information, let's go back to the factory, let Old Xu and the others take a good look!"

  He Yaohua acted vigorously, gave an order, and left the house in strides.

  He Weijun hurried to keep up.

  In the hospital on the other side, He Tiantian was put on glucose again.

  At the strong request of Wu Zhuoya, the doctor also added some nutritional needles.

  You must know that in this era, western medicine is scarce, and there are very few nutritional injections.

  Wu Zhuoya rarely trusted her relationship, and found her old comrades-in-arms, only to get a place for He Tiantian.

   Watching the milky white liquid enter He Tiantian's veins, her complexion improved a little bit, and Wu Zhuoya let out a long sigh.

  The girl is indeed malnourished, and the reason why she is like this is all due to overuse of her brain.

  Woo, she really wronged her daughter in the past, and she felt ashamed of her gluttony.

  She, she really is not a good mother, she is too sweet.

  Wu Zhuoya secretly blamed herself, she stood by the bed, gently holding He Tiantian's hand, and silently accompanied her.

   "Mom, there will be nothing wrong with my little girl!"

   Seeing that the little girl was pushed out of the emergency room, came to the ward, and successfully put on the bottle, He Weihong's tight spirit was slightly relaxed.

  Today really scared her, until now, her legs are a little soft.

   Sitting leaning on the hospital bed, He Weihong looked at her sister's thin appearance, and said in a low voice.

   "No, Tiantian will be fine!"

  Wu Zhuoya said firmly, but she didn't know whether her words were answering He Weihong or comforting herself.

   "She is just malnourished. As long as she is supplemented with nutrition, she can wake up!"

"Yeah!"

  Wu Zhuoya muttered to herself. Suddenly she seemed to have solved some code, and said to He Weihong eagerly: "Quickly, go and bring the meat porridge at home."

   "By the way, you go to your father and your brother again, find a way to get some meat tickets, buy meat, buy a lot of meat!"

   "Tiantian said, she wants to eat red meat!"

   "Even if she can't eat it now, she can still cook porridge for her!"

   "There is also milk powder. I remember that the logistics department in the factory also has some milk powder prepared for experts. Let your dad find a way to get it all for Tiantian!"

  Woo, her family Tiantian has long wanted to drink milk, bread and barbecue.

  Such good things are only qualified for experts who come to help the construction of China.

  But they are sweet and more qualified!

  Tiantian directly tired herself out!

  And those experts, who have been so well taken care of by the factory, would leave as soon as they said they would leave, without any discount.

  Well, although it is not the intention of the experts to evacuate or something.

  Wu Zhuoya is venting her anger.

   In order to find out the information, her family Tiantian went directly to the hospital. As a mother, Wu Zhuoya was really distressed and guilty.

  Especially when she thinks that her husband and wife have been wronged in the past, Wu Zhuoya is even more ashamed.

   "...Mom, I know your heartache is sweet, but..."

  It’s okay to say something like a meat ticket. Try to get it together, and you can always get it.

   Milk powder or something is a special offer reserved for experts.

  Although the experts are gone, those things cannot be easily used.

  My father has been teaching principles for half his life, even if he feels distressed for his children, he will not violate the rules.

   "Just go, my sweet sweetness is so pitiful, she is not gluttonous, she, she is overuse of her brain!"

  As long as the information is verified to be true and valid, Tiantian will be their factory and even the country's hero.

  The hero wants to eat something good to replenish his brain, what's wrong? !

  He Yaohua, if the old-fashioned Ho Yaohua tells her about principles and disciplines, she will ask the old chief to comment...

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