What the hell is a week without sleep
The visit lasted only ten minutes.
The whole scarf exploded...
While he was sleeping, countless instruments were scanned at him.
"The day before yesterday, my old classmate from the Ministry of Education told me that the last meeting in their ministry was still discussing whether to include your deeds in primary school textbooks."
Lu Zhou coughed lightly: "This time it was just an accident."
And all this is just the beginning...
After being comatose for so long, even Superman couldn't be alive and kicking in the blink of an eye.
"Dude!!!"
Yan Yan: "No, you have something to do."
In 2020, the global political situation seems to be at a critical node.
Unable to bear it any longer, he poked the screen with his finger and typed four words, then clicked send.
[Guo Ben is a bitch, if he can make Lu Shen wake up, I will do a pound of Rexiang first!]
In order to stabilize oil prices and market sentiment, OPEC made a rare commitment not to increase production in the next three months to stabilize oil prices. Russia has also tacitly stated that it will not increase production in the short term and has a wait-and-see attitude towards the market.
No matter how healthy your body is, it still takes a certain amount of time to metabolize the accumulated toxins in your muscles.
Although he felt that there was nothing wrong with him at least taking a walk, Dr. Yan still stubbornly stayed by his side.
"Don't worry about this. Controlled fusion is safe. Don't be so nervous." Guessing that his father had read some things forwarded by others in the circle of friends again, Lu Zhou coughed lightly and said, "And what you said Check, I must have done it all.”
Lu Zhou made a helpless expression to his senior sister, and then his eyes fell on his parents' faces.
Walking to the bed and squatting down, Chen Yushan looked at Lu Zhou with a worried look.
…
Parents and Xiaotong are both here, not far apart.
Although a scholar is not worthy of a bureaucrat's friendship, whether he is respected and whether he is valuable are two completely different concepts.
What's more, even if it's not convenient for him, there are so many nurses and ladies here who are definitely willing to help him.
And this was what made him most uncomfortable.
Lu Zhou: "Actually, I'm fine..."
After sending the group away, Yan Yan pushed Lu Zhou in a wheelchair to a nearby department for a check-up, and then took him to complete some less intense rehabilitation exercises before sending him back to the ward to lie down again.
Even family members are no exception.
[Where is the live broadcast?]
Lu Zhou sighed softly in his heart, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Both the doctors at the 301 Hospital and the expert team responsible for diagnosing his condition recommended that he stay in the hospital for at least one month of observation and confirm that there are no recurrences of symptoms before going through the discharge procedures.
During his coma, his family was probably the most worried about him.
Academician Lu said with a smile: "That's right. You are a treasure now. Experts from more than a dozen countries have formed a medical team and come to Beijing to treat you. This is the first time in my life that I have seen someone receive such treatment."
In addition, although the Chinese New Year is coming soon, many people still came here to visit him in the past two days.
It seemed that the commotion that day really frightened her so much that since she woke up, she had not dared to relax for a moment, almost even helping him go to the toilet.
As a result, I will definitely not be able to go home for the New Year this year.
With the support of Dr. Yan, Lu Zhou took a walk in the courtyard of the West Branch of the 301 Hospital.
Looking at her son who woke up, Fang Mei said with red eyes: "You kid, you finally woke up... You don't know how worried your dad and I are."
Lu Zhou: "..."
A ministerial meeting on controllable nuclear fusion and the future is going on intensely...
Lu Zhouhan said: "Don't... How embarrassing is this?"
"Is it an accident after lying down for more than twenty days?" Lao Lu stared, "Get up and get checked quickly! Don't get exposed to radiation or something. I've seen it in the circle of friends, and the impact of that thing is terrible More than one generation!”
Sitting on the stool next to the hospital bed, Academician Lu, who happened to be in Beijing for a meeting but had not yet flown out, also came to visit Lu Zhou and brought some oranges he brought from the south.
However, Lu Zhou didn't feel too much regret.
Lu Zhou picked up his cell phone from the bedside table and prepared to inform those who cared about him that he was safe.
Are you worried about me
Lu Zhou gave his father a slightly apologetic look: "Well... I'm really sorry this time."
In addition to people he knew, there were also people he didn't know.
Seeing these guys having more and more fun, Lu Zhou couldn't stand it anymore.
Because of that scarf, the news that Lu Zhou woke up quickly spread like wings. Some people were excited and some were disappointed, but in any case, these things had nothing to do with him.
Hearing this, Lu Zhou, who was eating an orange, made a helpless expression.
Although everything in the news happened quite far away from him, Lu Zhou always felt an inexplicable sense of involvement when looking at the announcer on the screen.
[I would trade Lu Shen’s ten years of singleness for him to wake up once.]
But what surprised Lu Zhou was that at the end of the news, he saw news about China resuming its moon landing plan.
"...You finally woke up."
This level of meaning alone is worth a lot of people's efforts.
And all of this is more or less directly or indirectly related to the successful operation of the fusion reactor.
There is news about his condition improving, as well as the turmoil in the international crude oil market...
Among the people he didn't know, they were mainly officials.
At least, it is impossible for ordinary politicians to receive such treatment.
"You'd better lie down and try to recover from your illness as soon as possible. After the New Year, there will be a commendation meeting waiting for you. I think if you don't go back this year, you might as well stay here in Beijing."
"Don't say that, it's like you're dying."
It's like the wheel of history has been pushed by myself.
For him, home is wherever his family is.
In the evening, after dinner.
"Oh, is there anything else that you are embarrassed about?" After peeling the orange, Academician Lu put it in his hand with a smile and said, "Eat it. The doctor said that you just woke up not long ago and are still recovering. It'll be good for you to eat some fruit. I'm thinking you can't peel this orange yourself, I'm afraid it would be cheaper for others to leave it here."
About ten minutes after the old man left, the door to the ward was opened again, and a group of people walked in.
[If Lu Shen wakes up, I will take to the streets and run away.]
At this moment, the midday news was playing on the TV in the ward.
However, when he opened his scarf, he found that these heartless guys were already playing tricks.
Less than five minutes.
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "If you are so good at it, you won't be able to peel oranges no matter what."
The night outside the window is getting darker.
While peeling the orange, Lao Lu said with a smile.
Looking at his son lying on the hospital bed, Lao Lu seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just sighed: "Pay attention to your health, don't work too hard... No matter what happens to the nucleus, I would rather see you healthy. What's wrong with you if you don't sleep for a week?"
The rise and fall of oil prices actually has nothing to do with him. His deposits have never entered the futures market.
To some extent, his opinions can even influence high-level decisions.
Although Lu Zhou felt that he had almost recovered, others obviously did not think so.
[…I’ll do butterfly swimming!]
Her eyes sparkled with mist, and a comfortable smile appeared on Chen Yushan's worried face.
Although he knows it too.
Although Lu Zhou has a headache about this...
Coincidentally, while he was walking in the yard, he happened to meet someone from CCTV.
Lu Zhou squeezed a smile from his face: "Well... I had a slightly long dream."
Seeing that she had no intention of compromising, Lu Zhou let her go.
"Oh, I've done it." His eyes stayed on his son's face for a while, and Lao Lu said silently, "Then you should have a good rest and try to recover as soon as possible. Don't be so tired next time... "
After all, the commotion he caused in the first place did cause a lot of trouble to the people who cared about him.
Almost at the same time, it was on Chang'an Street, which is not far away from here.
Yan Yan, who was hugging Xiaotong, kept glancing here from time to time, as if she was surprised by the sudden appearance of this unfamiliar face.
This is probably a no-brainer.
Xiaotong looked like she was about to cry and rushed forward, but Yan Yan hurriedly reached out and stopped her.
"He is still very weak."
No matter how you say it, this is a bit exaggerated.
"Even if I want to go back now, the hospital won't let me go."
But a scholar who can reach Heavenly Listening is completely different.
In fact, he was quite curious as to whether the equipment of the 301 Hospital could be used to detect unusual places on his body. If possible, he would still like to get the data and study it himself.