René drove me back to Lichuan's hotel. On the way, I casually bought a few changes of clothes. After a quick shower in the bathroom. He was sent back to the family lounge of the hospital by René.
I lay down with all my clothes on and slept for a full sixteen hours. I opened my eyes to find René sitting motionless on the edge of my bed.
His eyes were blue.
Strange, why did this person leave his post without authorization? If you don't guard Li Chuan, what are you doing here
"Rene?"
"I need to talk to you," he said, "not for me, but for Alex."
I sat up straight and found a comb to comb my hair.
"Alex wants you to leave Beijing immediately, and I'll take you to the airport."
The tone of these words seemed to be that the police were going to deport the spy. I was annoyed, and I pulled hard with my hand, breaking a small strand of hair, and said in a tough tone, "How are you going to send me to the airport? Kidnap?"
"Annie, Alex's will can't be changed lightly. If he could change, you two wouldn't suffer for so many years."
"My will cannot be changed lightly."
"He doesn't want to see you, and he doesn't have the strength to argue. I think," his eyes became unpredictable at some point, "at this time, you'd better not argue with him. Where is your apartment? Luggage Are you ready? Which city are you going to? I'll buy the plane ticket. And—"
"Don't try to persuade me. Li Chuan is like this, and he may die at any time. You want me to leave now? Impossible." I tried to remain calm, "Alive, I will wait until he recovers; dead, I will also die." Say goodbye to the corpse."
René looked helpless: "You know, patients have the right not to allow you to visit."
"I also have the right to wait outside the door."
After all, I took the toiletries and went to the bathroom. Wash face, comb hair, make up, change clothes. Then, I went to the restaurant for a meal, spicy chicken nuggets with braised beef. After I finished eating, I sat cross-legged on the floor outside the door of 407 with a mug of espresso and a magazine.
When René saw me, he wanted to pull out his hair: "What are you doing? Sit-in?"
"Practice yoga. You won't let me?"
He sighed deeply and pulled me up from the ground: "Go in, he wants to see you."
Pushing open the door, I saw Xiao Mu was using a wheelchair to move Li Chuan out of the bathroom and put him back on the bed. The nurse came in to change a bag of medicine and check the drip.
I don't know if it's an illusion or the sun outside the window is too bright, but Li Chuan's complexion is much better than when he was in the ICU. It's just that the clothes are empty, I haven't eaten a grain of rice for seven days, and I'm a little glaringly thin. His chest was half open, and a button-shaped needle was inserted directly into a slightly bulging, coin-sized lump just below his collarbone. When I was in the ICU, René told me that this is the "implanted central venous catheter", which is an infusion device implanted under the skin, which was previously used for chemotherapy. Now Li Chuan has blood coagulation disorder and needs long-term blood transfusion. The traditional soft needle puncture will cause harm to the body, so he also relies on this for infusion. In fact, I discovered this lump when I was in Switzerland, because Li Chuan was not so thin at that time, so it was not so obvious. Moreover, Li Chuan is prone to allergies, I thought it was caused by allergies, so I dare not touch it too often. Asked him, he covered it up.
I thought of the braised pork that I ate just now, maybe Li Chuan could have some porridge, so I asked the nurse, "Can he eat?"
The nurse shook her head and said in a professional tone: "The patient has difficulty swallowing, can't eat or drink, and relies on nutrient solution for maintenance. Didn't you see that he is still being fed with a gastric tube?"
It could be seen that Li Chuan wanted to talk to me alone, his eyes flickered, and he waited silently for the nurse to leave. But the nurse refused to leave, checked the tubes and needles on his body over and over again, and took his ear temperature and blood pressure. She asked him if he was cold, ignored Li Chuan and shook his head, changed him to a freshly warmed blanket, and carefully tucked him in.
There is no way, Li Chuan is just too good-looking, and there is electricity even without discharging.
I stood aside, patiently waiting for the nurse to finish taking care of me, took notes, and finally left.
"Hi," he, who had been drooping his eyes sleepily, suddenly raised his head to stare at me, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"
I think his tone is a little rusty. At such a time, Li Chuan absolutely does not want to see me.
"It's good, I slept for sixteen hours. I just went to the restaurant and had a good meal, braised beef." I was still angry about what happened just now, but for some reason, I squeezed out a smile on my face.
A trace of doubt flashed across his eyes, and he asked back, "Aren't you a vegetarian?"
"Changed. If you eat too much vegetarian food, you will... lose your strength." My voice trembled when I said the sentence without oil or salt, as if I was testifying in court. I was afraid that if he said a wrong word, he would get angry and faint.
His eyes fell on my lap.
"Is the leg better?" He said sadly, "Why..."
He suddenly lowered his head and didn't say anything.
"It's fine, but the muscles still need to be exercised for a while. Don't stare at the crutches. I use them because I think it's cool. In fact, I can walk without them."
"Don't lie to me," he said, "you've got a broken bone."
I froze for a while, then relieved. Li Chuan's mentality is the same as mine, isn't it? Neither of us wants to let the other party know that we are sick and see ourselves suffer.
"Does it hurt?" he asked again.
"What's the pain?"
"I live alone in the hospital." He murmured, "Like me, hanging on bag after bag of drips. I thought, this time you should hate me."
"It's not uncomfortable, and I don't hate it. Hehe, I watch "Yongzheng Dynasty" every day. I also reviewed the full set of Jin Yong. By the way, the TV series is very good. I bought a full set of discs. I will accompany you when you are discharged from the hospital. Read it again, okay?" I wanted to make my tone look more cheerful, and it was too exaggerated to say it.
"Discharged from the hospital?" He snorted, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. "Over the years, I have been hospitalized longer than I have been discharged from the hospital. My grandfather actually told me that recuperating at home is also an important job."
"..." This was a bit funny, I wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and finally I did.
"So, that doctor, he's been kind to you."
"Yeah, it's good for me." I was half joking, but I was actually telling the truth.
His cheeks moved, and he twisted the sheets with his hands, as if gnashing his teeth: "If you don't know how to ride a motorcycle, don't ride it. I really want to beat him up!"
I smiled wryly, and said in my heart, if you don't come to see me, I want to beat you too!
"Come here, Xiaoqiu," he stretched out his hand gently, "I have something to tell you."
We were very close, but I took several steps. When we got to the bed, he took my hand and put it in his lap.
Wei Wei's heartbeat came to my fingertips like lightning. His forehead was indifferent, a few strands of hair soaked in cold sweat fell down, his snow-white pillow face was sunken, and his breath was blowing weakly, so thin, so weak, with a smell of disinfectant.
"Get out of here, okay?" Li Chuan seldom begged me, this purely begging tone was never used.
"No." My answer was firm and decisive.
Of course he expected it, and looked at me helplessly, his eyes lingering on my face: "René has already told you about my illness, right?"
I nod.
"What he said was actually just the side of the sun."
"What?" I was dumbfounded.
—Bone cancer, MDS, amputation, lobectomy, chemotherapy... Is this still called sunshine
"He didn't tell you that the possibility of my cancer recurring is very high. I am a mixed-race Asian, and it is very difficult to find a bone marrow match. Now my resistance has almost collapsed, and I can't last long. ... Don't stare at me , it has nothing to do with me. I have been really careful, taking medicine on time, regular blood transfusion, paying attention to nutrition, and listening to what the doctor says. However, the situation is still getting worse. You must not be too optimistic about my future idea."
Li Chuan's tone was very indifferent, as if he himself was a doctor talking about other people's illnesses. I secretly thought, what a strong will it takes to endure all these years of illness, wave after wave of treatment, and blow after blow. And how precious the little short-lived joy between me and him should be. Li Chuan needs love and support so much, but rejects me so resolutely, his stubbornness is really unbelievable.
I couldn't help yelling: "Be careful? You call it careful? You jumped the trash can and cut your hand, you quarreled with me in the rain, you went to the bar to drink, vomited to death and tried to be brave-all this shows that you don't know how to take care of me. Own."
"Xiaoqiu," he said too much, he coughed tiredly, his eyes darkened, "If the cancer metastasizes and continues to metastasize to the lungs, I have already removed most of the lungs, and there is no way out. MDS continues to deteriorate, It’s acute leukemia, with a high mortality rate. Waiting for bone marrow matching is nowhere in sight. Even if it is matched, it’s not a one-shot cure, and there will be endless complications. Do you want to hear more?”
"go on-"
He bowed his head in silence for a while, and looked at me steadily: "During the treatment, we can't have children, maybe never. After many chemotherapy treatments... I may...may make you give birth to aliens."
finally, I understand.
This must be Li Chuan's biggest knot in his heart. I have always told Li Chuan that I like children, I like many children, and I vowed to give them enough maternal love.
"If you don't want it, don't, we can adopt it. It's easy for me, I'm so afraid of pain!" No matter how stupid I am, I know that only when I keep the denominator can I have the numerator. Without Li Chuan, I have nothing, and I don't even talk about children.
"Why?" He was tongue-tied, "After hearing so much, you're not afraid at all?"
"not afraid."
"I promise you, Xiaoqiu, if you..." He spoke so hastily that he had to stop to catch his breath. After ten seconds, he could continue, "If you leave Beijing now, I will work hard to live on."
"No, I'm not leaving Beijing. I like Beijing."
"Well, you stay in Beijing, and I'll go to another city."
"I'll follow you wherever you go, don't try to get rid of me."
He looked at me in distress, his face was gray and his head was as big as a bucket.
"Xiaoqiu," he touched my face, covered my eyes, and whispered in my ear with a hypnotic voice, "you are only twenty-four years old. A twenty-four-year-old girl is as beautiful as a flower." Yu, how many men are willing to hold you in the palm of their hands like a treasure. You don’t have to hang out with me, a half-dead person. I can’t give you anything except pain, worry and fear. You should have a happy and complete life, A long-lasting love, marry a man who can take care of you for the rest of your life. Or at least if you are bullied, he can fight for you... "
"Li Chuan," I stared at him, "Since you know the word 'flowers like jade', please stop delaying me, okay? Besides, I was going to leave, and you called me yourself. So , you begged me to stay."
"Me?" He frowned, "When did I call you?"
"The night I resigned."
"I didn't call you that night." He shook his head affirmatively.
"You hit."
"I didn't fight," he said, "absolutely not."
I showed him the caller ID: "Is this your number?"
He looked at me, then at the phone, and said, "I really didn't call. I felt a little uncomfortable at the time and wanted to call René. I felt nauseous as soon as I pressed the button, so I hung up the phone and went to the bathroom." , When I came back, I was not feeling well, and I fell asleep on the table, and I don’t know what happened after that.”
I opened my mouth wide, my forehead glistened, and I was hit: "So, you pressed the wrong button?"
His eyes were like two hailstones: "I'm afraid so."
"Let me ask you, René is R, I am X, how many letters are there between?"
"In my phone you are Q, Qiu."
I found his cell phone and opened the address book. Sure enough, my name was Qiu, and it happened to be in front of René. The two numbers are next to each other.
I was discouraged: "Student Li Chuan, can't you be more romantic? Even if it's not romantic, you still have to give me a romantic memory, right?"
"I think you have to be realistic."
He coped wearily with our conversation, breathing wearily. The hand holding my hand gradually became weak, and finally, it fell into my hand like a stone.
"Take a break." I held his waist and put a pillow on him. "Let's talk about it when you feel better."
He closed his eyes, breathed quietly for ten minutes, and suddenly said: "Let's do this. If I'm still alive, you'll be with me. If I'm dead, you promise me to move on as quickly as possible. This—you It's not hard to do, is it?"
oh! Li Chuan!
My face was flushed, and I nodded desperately: "I promise you!"
He turned his head slightly, his gaze stayed on my face: "You mean what you say?"
"I swear! If you die, I will move on immediately and marry myself within two years. I will never be a widow!"
He smiled silently, and there was a trace of comfort in his smile, but also a trace of sadness that was not easy to capture:
"Xiaoqiu, I'm tired and want to rest."
For the next three days, I stayed with Li Chuan every day. I left the hospital when he fell asleep, and came back before dawn. Probably because he felt that I was hopeless, after the conversation that day, Li Chuan suddenly became reticent, and let Xiao Mu and I take care of him like a child. After lying in bed for more than ten days, my hands and feet became slender, and I would feel dizzy when I sat up. The doctor said that his condition did not improve much, and said that this time the infection had seriously hurt his vitality, and he had almost no resistance. In addition to fluids, he also needed transfusions of red blood cells and platelets. Finally, when I didn't need infusion for one or two hours a day, I pushed Li Chuan to the downstairs garden for a walk and basked in the sun.
Every day, Xiao Mu and I would help Li Chuan move his joints by the bedside. Follow the nurse's instructions and move his arms and legs carefully. Li Chuan kept refusing to let me do these things, I ignored him, he had no choice but to keep frowning, full of reluctance. Afterwards, he insisted on going to the bathroom alone, but was persuaded by the doctor, but in the end he was no match for his stubbornness, so Xiao Mu went in with him instead. Xiao Mu had no choice but to carry him into the wheelchair, and then took out oxygen, intravenous drip, nasal feeding and other equipment and hung them behind the chair. After finally getting into the bathroom, Li Chuan passed out within a second. Nurses rushed in and sent him back to bed, and a group of people frantically surrounded him for a while before he woke up. When he saw me, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were full of embarrassment and anger. He still speaks politely, but his voice is ethereal. Anyone who listened knew that he didn't want to talk to anyone.
I knew in my heart that Li Chuan had always rejected me, because he would rather die than want me to see all this.
So, every time this time comes, I find reasons to go to the restaurant for coffee and let Xiao Mu take care of him alone.
On Thursday, Li Chuan suddenly asked me, "Is "Yongzheng Dynasty" really good?"
Apart from lying down, Li Chuan had nothing to do these ten days. Maybe it was just too boring.
I had an idea and said, "Want to watch it? The disc is in my apartment. It can be played on the computer! I'll get it right away! Let's watch it together, and I will translate what I don't understand!"
He nodded vigorously: "I want to see."
I left the hospital with my handbag, took a cab, and went to my apartment.
The day after Li Chuan's accident, the landlord called me and asked why he still had my luggage in his house. I hurriedly entrusted René to help me pay the rent for two more months. When I went back to unpack my luggage, I realized that the set of dishes and all my books had already been boxed and shipped to my aunt in Kunming. I had no choice but to take the computer and take a taxi to the electronics mall on the other street to buy a new one. Fortunately, "Yongzheng Dynasty" is a best-selling drama, sold everywhere. I bought it, and I also bought some other serials at the same time, put them all in a big bag, and rushed back to the hospital excitedly.
Opening the door of 407, Li Chuan's bed was empty.
I immediately went to the nurse's duty room to ask where Li Chuan was. They said that Xiao Mu might have pushed him for a walk in the garden.
I went downstairs to the garden. The garden is huge and there are many people in it. Many patients are basking in the sun accompanied by family members or nurses. Li Chuan should be very conspicuous, I can usually see him at a glance. But I searched a lot and couldn't find it.
Maybe they just went back to the ward and missed it.
I took the elevator back to 407, and the ward was still empty. This time the nurse was also anxious, and asked me: "The patient is about to receive an IV, why has Xiao Mu not returned for so long?"
Another nurse said, "Will you go to the activity room?"
The rehabilitation activity room is on the second floor, where people play cards, chess, and watch TV. It is a place for patients to entertain. However, Li Chuan, like me, never liked to join in the fun.
Although I said no, I went to the activity room with two nurses to search around. Sure enough not.
At the end, they said, "Did you go to the restroom on some floor?"
It's possible.
Maybe Li Chuan suddenly wanted to make it easier on the way, even with Xiao Mu taking care of him, it would still take him a long time to complete it.
We checked every toilet. Still no whereabouts.
Realizing that the situation was not good, everyone looked at each other, their faces turning blue.
We rushed back to the duty room to check Xiao Mu's mobile phone, and found that Xiao Mu didn't have a mobile phone, only a mobile phone. No matter how I called, there was no answer.
One person said: "The concierge has records of entering and leaving, go to the concierge to check."
We rushed to the concierge of the inpatient department at the first speed.
There, Li Chuan's signature was found. In the column of reason for going out, there is a line of words.
"Go shopping for fifteen minutes. The patient is Wang Lichuan. The nurse is Mu Xiaozhu." - Simplified Chinese, and there is a typo, which is definitely not Li Chuan's handwriting.
The female nurse stomped her feet and said, "Shopping? What do these two want to buy!"
I called René's cell phone and it rang five times before it connected.
"Xiaoqiu?"
"René, is Li Chuan with you?"
"Li Chuan? How is that possible? I'm in the National Library."
"Li Chuan is gone!"
"What? Impossible! He can't walk at all now!"
"Xiao Mu also disappeared." I gave a brief overview of the situation with tears in my voice.
"Keep looking, I'll come right over."
Also rushing over were the two CEOs of CG, Jiang Haotian and Zhang Shaohua.
"I have searched all over the hospital, but there is no one." I said, "The nurse team sent people to the nearby shopping malls to search."
Jiang Haotian nodded: "Xiao Qiu, don't worry. I called Xiao Mu's roommate, and he said he didn't know anything. Xiao Mu didn't talk to him about anything suspicious."
"Could it be kidnapping?" René interjected, sweating profusely.
"Xiao Mu's character is very reliable, otherwise I wouldn't introduce it to you. He takes care of my father in my house, and his salary is not low. Taking care of Mr. Wang here, your salary is even higher than his imagination. He won't He took the risk. If it was a kidnapping, he would leave a message to blackmail."
After speaking eagerly into the phone in French, René hung up the phone and asked me, "Xiaoqiu, has Li Chuan been behaving unusually lately? For example, feeling depressed or restless? Did he say anything unusual?" ?"
I close my eyes and remember:
—"If I'm still alive, you'll be with me. If I'm dead, you promise me to move on as quickly as possible. This, isn't it hard for you to do it?"
- "I'm tired and want to rest."
I raised my head and stared blankly at René, tongue trembling: "Yes. He said, he once said that if he died, he hoped I would promise him to move on as quickly as possible. He also said that he was tired and wanted to rest."
René looked at me blankly: "When did you say that?"
"Three, three days ago."
"You agreed?"
"I swear..."
All of a sudden, Venus shot up, and the figure in front of me became blurred. René grabbed me and shouted, "Xiaoqiu! You have to calm down! If anyone can find Li Chuan at this time, it can only be you!"
I gathered myself together, my heart was beating too fast, and I broke out in a cold sweat.
Seeing that my expression was not right, Zhang Shaohua went to the restaurant and bought me a cup of strong and bitter coffee.
René said: "Alex can't go too far. He basically can't move. It won't be very convenient for Xiao Mu to take him. They must still be nearby now."
Who doesn't know this truth? But this is Beijing!
Beijing is too big. There are taxis and subways when you go out, extending in all directions. There are countless restaurants and hotels. If Li Chuan chooses a place to hide, it is almost impossible to find it within a few hours.
Only Jiang Haotian is the most calm: "Now we are divided into several groups. Shaohua, you go to the police. See if the police can help find out the registration status of each hotel within the past hour. Mr. Wang's secretary Xiaowei and I met Mr. Wang separately. All customers and friends call to ask for clues. Xiaoqiu and René, please recall, according to Mr. Wang’s living habits, what acquaintances and friends he has in Beijing, and where he is most likely to go. In addition, clean up Take a look at his clothes. What did he take with him. Did he bring his wallet? Did he take his mobile phone? Did he take his passport?"
After hearing this, I went straight to Li Chuan's ward and searched in the closet. Sure enough, Li Chuan took away one of his bags, which contained his passport, wallet and mobile phone.
Well, I guessed right. Li Chuan wanted to leave on purpose.
I stared blankly at the liquid medicine hanging on the drip rack. The old bottle was finished and the new one hadn't started yet. There is a two-hour break in between, and at the same time, nurses change shifts.
He dismissed me. I was so stupid, I didn't know what it was, and I spent a long time in the mall, trying to buy him more DVDs.
I immediately called Longjing Garden. The security guard said that he had never seen Li Chuan. It has been several years since Li Chuan moved away from Long Jing. I don't believe it, so I asked him to go to the top floor to check it out. He went up with his mobile phone, checked the fiftieth floor, and then the forty-ninth floor, all said no.
I called Ji Huan and asked him if he had contacted Li Chuan recently. He said that he drank tea with him at Langhuan once a month ago. No news of him recently.
I found the numbers of Jiang Hengxi and Ye Jilian from the phone book, the couple who opened a gallery. They are the only acquaintances of Li Chuan in Beijing that I know besides Ji Huan. Find a phone to ask one by one. They all said that they hadn't seen Li Chuan for several years. The two of them are actually Ji Chuan's friends.
René doesn't speak Chinese very well, and made more mistakes when he got anxious, so he had to watch me on the phone.
An hour later, Zhang Shaohua called and said that he had checked with his friends in the police station, and in all the nearby hotels within five kilometers, no guest named Wang Lichuan or Mu Xiaozhu had come to register.
After a while, Li Chuan's attending doctor, Gong Qixian, also heard the news, and René told him what happened. He asked: "Dr. Gong, based on Alex's current condition, if he does not receive treatment, intravenous drip, blood transfusion, or nasal feeding, how long can he last?"
Gong Qixian was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "You'd better find him today. With Li Chuan's condition, he can't survive for three days. Not to mention his own illness, swallowing is still a problem. He can't eat or drink. Tell me, how many days can a person survive without drinking water?"
I sat down slumped.
Another hour passed.
Jiang Haotian came over and said that he checked the address book Lichuan left for Xiaowei, but there was no useful news. Li Chuan was away from Beijing for five years. When he came back, he was always sick and had almost no contact with anyone. In order to prevent omissions, they have even asked customers who are far away and have little contact with CG.
Suddenly remembered something, I asked René: "Is it possible for Li Chuan to call his family in Zurich?"
René shook his head: "I asked Ji Chuan to inquire about it, but there was nothing. His father is currently in Hong Kong, and his heart is not good. His grandparents have not been in good health for the past few years, and we dare not inform them. Ji Chuan will arrive in Beijing tomorrow morning. "
I took my mobile phone, drove René's rented car, and wandered the streets of Beijing.
I went to all the places I used to walk with Li Chuan: the park where we walked together, the shopping mall where we bought vegetables, the cafes we liked to go to, movie theaters, restaurants, and bookstores. There is no shadow of him. Li Chuan is sitting in a wheelchair, and someone is pushing him. If he really appears in these places, I can easily find him.
Night came quietly. Still no progress. Li Chuan did not return to the hospital at all.
I filled up the gasoline and wandered the streets and alleys one after another in the night.
I found Xiao Mu's residence in Beijing. His roommate let me check out his bedroom. Xiao Mu loves cleanliness very much, his bedroom is neat and tidy, and he lives very frugally. My roommate said he was quite capable, but his family was poor and he didn't graduate from high school. His family is in a remote village in Shaanxi, and he has a younger sister who works in agriculture. Mom remarried. His father was seriously ill in bed, and his sister took care of him. The huge medical expenses were like a bottomless pit, weighing him down. He needed money very much and worked non-stop.
Obviously, Xiao Mu was also prepared. There was no address book or address left in his room, and even the trash can was empty. In the morning, he went to work in the hospital as usual, and never came home.
After leaving Xiao Mu's residence, I continued to drive on the street. Until early in the morning, when I returned to the hospital, I found that Jiang Haotian, Zhang Shaohua, René and Mr. Gong were all waiting for me there.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
No new news, only more despair.
Mr. Gong said: "I asked someone to check the emergency rooms of all the hospitals in Beijing, but there was no whereabouts of Li Chuan."
René smiled wryly: "If Li Chuan decides to leave the hospital, he won't be in any emergency room again."
At ten o'clock in the morning, Ji Chuan arrived.
He rushed over from Rome with only a small bag with him, looking tired and haggard.
Ji Chuan and Li Chuan are very similar in appearance, but they have never been so similar as they are today. As soon as I saw him, I kept calm and burst into tears immediately, crying bitterly.
He came and hugged me. He whispered in my ear: "Xiaoqiu, don't give up. Even if we give up everything, we still have to find Li Chuan!"
Let's continue to discuss.
Ji Chuan said that he called the bank to check Li Chuan's credit card and bank card. Shortly after leaving the hospital, Li Chuan took out a large amount of cash from several ATMs in Beijing. Apparently he didn't want anyone to know where he was going. If you spend directly with a credit card, you will be found out soon.
With no leads, we started another round of speculation and another round of searching. Everyone divided into four groups, looking for various possibilities, and kept busy until night, but still found nothing.
When we met at the hospital, everyone looked heavy.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of a person.
Chen Dongcun.
I don't know what the relationship between Chen Dongcun and Li Chuan is, but Li Chuan let him handle his real estate and checks, obviously he trusts him very much. Li Chuan reminded me from time to time not to pay him any more money every month. Obviously, this Lawyer Chen has maintained a fairly stable relationship with him. I always thought that Li Chuan knew Chen Dongcun because his firm had a business relationship with CG. I believe Jiang Haotian had already called him to ask him.
When I asked Jiang Haotian if he had called, he was slightly taken aback, saying that he had never heard of this person, nor had he heard Li Chuan mention it. CG has no business relationship with Chen Dongcun.
I immediately dialed Chen Dongcun's cell phone.
"Hello."
"Mr. Chen, I'm Xie Xiaoqiu."
"Ah, Xiaoqiu, how are you? Long time no see." His voice sounded very happy.
"That's right. Have you been in contact with Li Chuan recently?"
"Yes, he called me yesterday."
My heart was pounding and I couldn't believe my ears: "What? He called you?"
"Yes. I always thought he was in Switzerland, but I never thought he was in Beijing."
"What are you calling for?"
"He asked me to book him a business jet."
"Business jet? Where are you going?"
"He said he has an urgent business and needs to go to Kunming within an hour or two."
"You...you helped him?"
"It's not easy, but I have a friend who specializes in this, and Li Chuan offered a good price, so we settled the deal quickly. The checks are all from me. Why, what happened?" ?”
"Li Chuan is a cancer patient. He was rescued recently and was almost critically ill. He disappeared from the hospital yesterday."
"My God! He can't be..."
"Please tell me your friend's phone number. I want to ask him about Li Chuan's whereabouts."
Hearing my questions and answers from the microphone, everyone's faces were filled with joy.
Chen Dongcun immediately told me his friend Lao Cai's cell phone. When they called to inquire, that Mr. Cai said that Li Chuan and Xiao Mu had indeed gone to Kunming by charter plane. Li Chuan looked very ill, he didn't say a word on the plane, and he didn't eat anything. All handovers are handled by Xiao Mu. When they got off the plane, they didn't know where they went.
Ji Chuan took the microphone and asked, "Old Cai, can you take another trip to Kunming immediately with your chartered flight? The price is up to you."
At seven in the morning, our group arrived in Kunming.
It is the beginning of autumn, and there is a hint of coldness in the early morning mist.
Although Kunming is smaller than Beijing, it is also a big city with a population of six million.
Ji Chuan and René were even more at a loss. They have never been to Kunming. They both asked me at the airport: "Xiaoqiu, tell me, where will Li Chuan go?"
I thought about it and said, "Gejiu."
Li Chuan is a romantic person, he has asked me about my hometown and my childhood life many times. He said that he had been to Gejiu, been to my high school, and passed by my house, but unfortunately he had no chance to visit my home and know my father and younger brother. For this reason, he specially copied many photos of me when I was a child and group photos of my family.
I thought, if he had any unfulfilled wish, it might be this one.
Kunming is 318 kilometers away from Gejiu. We rented a minibus, took the Shilin Expressway to National Defense Highway 326, and arrived at Gejiu in three and a half hours.
Mr. Gong shook his head all the way. Speaking of Li Chuan's body, he could survive a three-hour plane ride, but definitely not a three-hour long-distance bus ride. What's more, the place is small and the hospital is small, so it is very difficult to rescue patients.
The car took us to the Jinhe Hotel. After putting down our luggage, we borrowed a thick phone book and asked each hotel and hotel if there was a person named Wang Lichuan staying. Within half an hour, all the big hotels were searched, but there was no such person. I also mobilized my uncle to look around for smaller hotels for me.
Suspecting that Li Chuan would rent a private house in the small town, Ji Chuan and I knocked on the door of each house on the street near my house to inquire.
No news.
I had no choice but to take him to the street of Nanchi High School again, and inquired one by one.
No result either.
After knocking on the door again and again to ask questions, it was already dusk. Although Li Chuan was extremely unlikely to take a long-distance bus, I went to the long-distance bus station and asked the drivers one by one if they had seen people like Li Chuan riding in the bus.
Everyone said no.
In the evening, Mr. Gong took me to the emergency room of a nearby hospital to see if Xiao Mu had a conscience discovery, and sent Li Chuan to the hospital.
No.
Everyone was so anxious that they didn't dare to look at Mr. Gong's face. His face was getting darker and darker.
Li Chuan has been missing for two and a half days. I think Mr. Gong is already suspecting that he may be dead.
At night, except for me and Ji Chuan, everyone fell asleep exhausted.
I wandered alone in the street, Ji Chuan was worried and followed me closely all the time.
On the street, only our two lonely figures walked up and down.
"Sigh. Even if Li Chuan really has an old time, he won't be wandering the streets at this time." Ji Chuan patted my shoulder, "You'd better go back to sleep for a while, gather strength, and continue searching tomorrow."
I don't know why I'm so sure that Li Chuan will come to an old age.
Maybe I'm simply wrong.
I tried to think of something, but my brain was numb and I couldn't think.
I wander the streets in the middle of the night like a ghost. At four o'clock in the morning, Ji Chuan forcibly pulled me back to the hotel. I fell into bed, half asleep, half awake until dawn.
I thought, as Zhang Hui wrote, Li Chuan would come to see me in a dream.
Li Chuan did not appear.
When I woke up, I was secretly glad. This at least shows that Li Chuan has not become a ghost yet.
At seven o'clock in the morning, everyone met in the dining room. Jiang Haotian proposed to call the police, and then broadcast missing person advertisements in newspapers and TV stations. Although I know that the possibility of finding it in this way is not great, but there is no other way at present. We went separately to the Public Security Bureau, the local newspaper and the TV station. Ji Chuan even offered a huge reward to anyone who reported important clues.
We met again at the restaurant at noon, but still found nothing.
I had a splitting headache, so I went to the canteen downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes and smoked it at the gate.
Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder from behind: "Thank you, Great Xia!"
People who call me nicknames can only be my high school classmates. I turned around and saw Qi Tao. I haven't seen the sports committee member of the seventh class of the second year of high school for six or seven years. He failed the university entrance exam and stayed in Gejiu to do clothing business.
"Hi!" I greeted listlessly.
"Why do you start smoking?" He was taken aback. "Three good students also smoke?"
How can I be in the mood to joke at this time? Then he asked casually, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here with my friends for dinner. How is Xiaodong? How is your family?" It was probably a casual greeting, but he suddenly realized that my parents had passed away, so he quickly changed his words, "How is your aunt?"
I stared blankly at him and didn't speak for a long time.
"What's the matter with you? It's like seeing a ghost in broad daylight. It's not a ghost, I think you are similar to a ghost." He still joked with me like before.
I ran away and knocked on Ji Chuan's room.
Ji Chuan and René were talking in a low voice, seeing me, they asked in unison, "Any news?"
I tremblingly said: "Li Chuan...he is in Kunming. Cuihu Hotel."
"Are you sure?"
"Ninety percent."
We rushed to Kunming at a fast speed and went straight to Cuihu Hotel. When I arrived at the service desk, I explained my purpose and showed the staff the certificate issued by the hospital. The staff said that there are a lot of guests recently and the hotel is very busy, but they said that they would cooperate with our search.
I said bluntly: "Please check room 709 first."
The waiter typed a few words on the computer and immediately looked up: "There are two people living here. One of them is a foreign passport: LC ong."
Mr. Gong immediately called the emergency number of the hospital, we took the spare key and rushed into the elevator.
The corridor was quiet. The seventh floor is an expensive suite area, not many people live there.
Mr. Gong told us in the elevator to enter the room quietly so as not to cause the patient to panic. He said that Li Chuan's platelets were too low and he had a lung infection. He would cough, which would lead to chest hemorrhage. Bleeding takes over the lungs, the lungs cannot expand, and respiratory failure is very likely.
Turning around a corridor, he suddenly saw Xiao Mu standing quietly at the door of Room 709.
Everyone looked at him, very angry, but they didn't dare to get angry.
His expression was so solemn that a chill ran down my spine. My whole body trembled involuntarily, and I felt that my legs weighed a thousand catties, and I couldn't move for a long time. Suddenly, someone pulled my arm, and Ji Chuan half-supported and half-hugged me and pulled me in front of Xiao Mu.
"Xiao Mu, Li Chuan...is he alright?" I asked softly, for fear of frightening him.
"I think," he said with a quiet glance at everyone, "that he is dying. He asked me to come out and wait outside for him to finish."