Yu Lan was cooking in person, and when she saw Mu Beicheng who entered the door directly, she couldn't help being surprised, "Hey, why did you come back suddenly? Don't make a phone call first."
"Mom, is Dad back?"
"Call in the study room upstairs. Go wash your hands and ask your dad to come down and eat together."
"Yeah. Got it! I'll go find Dad first." Mu Beicheng hurried upstairs with a response.
Yu Lan undressed her apron and looked at his hurried back.
"What's in such a hurry?" Shaking his head, he turned and went into the kitchen again, adding a dish for his son temporarily.
…
As soon as Mu Zhigui hung up the phone, Mu Bei pushed the door and walked in directly.
After a moment of surprise, Mu Zhigui spoke to him, "If I won't come back for a few days, I won't even knock on the door?"
"Dad, I am looking for you in a hurry."
"what's up?"
"Don't you know many medical experts? Do you have experts in the treatment of pancreas?"
Mu Zhigui was flipping through government documents. Hearing his question, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at him more, "What? Who is sick?"
"My friend's mother." Mu Beicheng paused, then added: "It's probably pancreatic cancer. However, I'm not sure yet."
"What friend? Client? Subordinate? Or... the girl you talked about last time?"
"Dad, don't worry about so much. Just say, are there any experts in this area?"
Mu Zhigui glanced at his son, still at ease, "So worried? It seems to be the latter. What's your name? When do you plan to bring it back for your grandfather?"
"Dad!" Mu Beicheng lost his patience a bit.
"Is there a medical record book? There are also all the examination reports. Scan the content and send it to me. I will send it to Professor Wu for you to see."
"I don't have a medical record, but I took the inspection report from the hospital." Mu Beicheng took the report out of his pocket and spread it out in front of his father. "Just scan it here. You can help me find Professor Wu immediately. "
"Yeah." Mu Zhigui picked up the inspection report and walked to the scanner. While talking, he flipped through the information, and when he saw the name on the report, he paused.
"Lu Tianhui?"
Chewing these three words suspiciously, fingers, already rubbing them uncontrollably.
"What's the matter?" Mu Beicheng asked him suspiciously when he saw him suddenly stop.
"How old is this patient?" Mu Zhigui suddenly turned his head and asked.
"Aren't all the reports written clearly and plainly? It just turned 52."
52 years old.
Is it a coincidence
Mu Zhigui squeezed the report, "The girl you like is her daughter?"
"… Ok."
"So, what's your last name? What's your name?" Mu Zhigui asked anxiously.
"Dad, you actually met her too."
"Me? When?"
"Last time at the annual meeting, do you remember? Lu Feng took her to say hello to you."
Frown, thinking back.
Suddenly remembered the specious figure, at that moment, Mu Zhigui seemed to be struck by lightning, and the whole person was stupid on the spot.
"That girl... Isn't the last name Mo?"
"Dad, how do you know?" Mu Beicheng's heart became more and more strange.
Mu Zhigui flipped through the stacks of documents excitedly, did not answer his son's question, but quickly scanned all the reports into the scanner.
Looking suspiciously at the results of the heavy medical examination, and then at Mu Zhigui's face, Mu Beicheng's doubts deepened. Father's hands are shaking, is it his own illusion? This mountain-like man has always been incapable of showing up in politics, but today he...
"Do you know her?" As he walked slowly over, Mu Beicheng's eyes dropped slightly, falling on the words'Lu Tianhui'.
"Which hospital is she in now?" Mu Zhigui just ignored his son's words and only cared about his own problems.
"Taian."
Mu Beicheng's lips moved, and he wanted to ask something, but Mu Zhigui suddenly raised his head to meet his gaze.
"You know and I know what happened today!"
"So, you mean... to keep it from mom?"
Mu Zhigui just uttered an'um' from his nose, there was no more words, and then turned back to the computer, his eyes fixed on the screen for a long time.
The light of the computer shone in those sharp eyes. It seems that there is a magical power that gradually dissipates the refinement and sharpness of those years, and the eyes become more complicated and mixed with soft light.
Under the tenderness, there was still a bit of guilt unconcealed.
Mu Beicheng pulled a chair and sat down, "Dad..."
"Beicheng, what are you talking about, don't you need to eat anymore?"
Without waiting for him to speak, Yu Lan suddenly pushed in.
Mu Zhigui raised his head to look at his wife, and silently covered up the information in the computer.
Over there, Mu Beicheng is also a shrewd man. I glanced at my father, and hurriedly stood up and embraced his mother's shoulders, "I'm about to go down. What did I do that I like to eat?"
"Go down and you'll find out." Yu Lan didn't have any doubts.
In the past, what happened, their father and son also talked with the door closed like this.
"You go down first. I'll pack it up and come down right away." Mu Zhigui got up and took down the data on the scanner, sealed it in a kraft paper bag without any haste, and glanced at the back of Mu Beicheng pushing Yu Lan out. , "I will keep things first, and I will reply to you if there is news."
Mu Beicheng paused and did not look back. At first I was worried that my father would not help, but now it seems... I am afraid that in the future, my father will not be less hardworking than myself...
…
Mo Xiaoguo was planning to clean the lunch box. As soon as the door opened, a figure stood two meters away. Even though he is 50 years old, his figure is still as tall as a pine and cypress.
He didn't walk to the door of the ward, but just stood there thoughtfully.
Over the past 50 years, what has been carved on that face is not the vicissitudes of life, but more dazzling calmness and atmosphere.
Mo Xiaoguo turned around and left. The moment he turned his head, he suddenly remembered that this person seemed familiar.
"Miss Mo, is he your visitor? I stood here early in the morning. It has been a few hours and I won't go in." The nurse just came over and whispered to Mo Xiaoguo in a low voice. His eyes flowed past the opponent's figure, and then quickly turned away.
Mo Xiaoguo looked over again, but the other person also looked at her directly. His eyes are deep, seeming to be a little searching, and there are shallow smiles in the bottom of his eyes.
The heart is disturbed.
She couldn't think of the reason why this man came to her, except because of his son.
Putting the lunch box on the window sill of the ward, Mo Xiaoguo walked over slowly.
"Mr. Mu."
Without an immediate response, Mu Zhigui just looked at her from the top down. Seeing that she was a little cramped by herself, she smiled and asked, "Mo Xiaoguo?"
She nodded lightly, just waiting for the other party to be straightforward.
By accident, Mu Zhigui only kept his hands behind his back and stared at the closed door of the ward.
"How is she...?"
"Huh?" After a moment of confusion, after turning to look along his line of sight, Mo Xiaoguo asked inexplicably, "My mother?"
Mu Zhigui nodded slightly, "What did the doctor say?"
"We are still waiting for the result." Mo Xiaoguo looked at him in a puzzled manner, and then asked, "You and my mother are...?"
"..." After a long silence, Mu Zhigui spit out three words lowly, "Old friend."
These three words are an understatement, but they seem to hide a feeling that is too strong to dissolve.
"So that's it." Although she guessed it, Mo Xiaoguo couldn't help being surprised. Are he and mom really just'old friends' as simple as this? If so, why did he stand outside the ward for so long but never enter
"My mother just ate dinner and is taking a nap now. Would you like to go in and have a look?" Without thinking any more, Mo Xiaoguo politely invited.
Looking at the clear eyes, Mu Zhigui seemed to have fallen into the long river of history for a moment, and was lost for a moment.
"Mr. Mu?" Mo Xiaoguo whispered when he was silent.
Only then did Mu Zhigui suddenly return to his senses, and when he met her inquiring eyes, he didn't answer either, he just stepped forward slightly sideways. He didn't open the door immediately, but stood at the door in a daze, looking in through the small windows and doors.
The eyes are long and complicated. It seemed that he tried hard to get close to the people in the ward, but it seemed that something was pulling him, making him afraid to move forward.
Looking at the hesitant back, Mo Xiaoguo still took a step forward, and whispered, "You can go in without worry. Mom just took the medicine and slept quite deeply, so she won't wake up yet."
After hearing this, Mu Zhigui opened the door and stepped forward.
Mo Xiaoguo didn't follow up, just glanced at the probe, and then leaned against the wall at the door thoughtfully, waiting quietly.
…
Afraid of waking up the person in the hospital bed, Mu Zhigui made his steps lighter. Pulled a chair, sat down in silence. From the moment he opened the door and entered, he never looked away from Lu Tianhui's face.
I haven't seen it in more than 20 years.
Time pierced the gorgeous coat of youth, and carved indelible marks on them.
Looking at the frail face, the scenes that I had completely forgotten, at this moment, flashed by frame after frame like a movie. Her eyes were hot, and her fingers stretched out uncontrollably, stroking her forehead.
Action, gentle.
Just like when I was young.
Memories, all of a sudden followed back to the past...
That year, early summer.
The temperature is so high that it makes people irritable.
Dozens of recruits were sent to support in the mountains. On the country bus, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, which makes people extremely boring.
"Hey! Young Master, your face is so bad, wouldn't it be motion sickness?"
When Mu Zhigui clutched his stomach and leaned on the chair, Yun Xin, a kid from the Yun family, leaned over.
Mu Zhigui, who was accustomed to food and clothing, was assigned to such a place where birds do not shit.
"Go away! Don't bother me!"
"Tsk, your old man is deliberately tossing you!" If it wasn't for Commander-in-Chief Mu, who would dare to send Young Master Mu to such a place
Fortunately, not mentioning it, the young and energetic Mu Zhigui felt more and more angry when he mentioned it.
What are you playing outside? Women used to circle him round and round, making him very annoyed, but now he can't even see a woman's shadow in the army.
The gap is too big!
Holding his painful stomach, stood up, moved to the back of the driver, and impatiently patted the other person on the shoulder: "Hey! Stop!"
"Go back and sit down!" The driver is a veteran. How long have you seen this young and frivolous recruit? Regardless of what kind of big person you are from the yard, haven't you been so subdued when you look back
"I told you to stop! Hurry up!"
The veteran who drove snorted, and simply didn't bother to talk to him.
Where did Master Mu suffer such contempt? To him, it was a blatant insult. He gritted his teeth in anger, and rushed over like a mad lion to lift the driver away.
The road ahead is winding mountain! This is too dangerous!
Everyone in the car took a deep breath. Is this Young Master Mu crazy
"You are crazy!" Suddenly, a sharp shout came.