"Yiren and the others went to sing after dinner. The time is just right now. If they wait another half an hour, they will probably come." Su Yun ignored Zheng Ren's eyes and said to Zheng Ren.
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded.
Zheng Ren had already been angry with Xie Yi about this matter.
Because there are people coming from the imperial capital, Zheng Ren, as an "important person", must be present on this occasion.
So Xie Yiren and a group of girls went out to eat alone, waiting for twelve o'clock to register Ji Feier and Li Sheng's wedding to celebrate.
And not only the two of them, Du Chunfang, who has patent ductus arteriosus, and her little boyfriend Li Liang also volunteered to participate.
Nothing happened in the car. Su Yun said that the event to raise money for Du Chunfang and Li Liang had raised 50,000 yuan, and the hospital bills had been paid in full.
Neither of them kept the remaining money, but gave it to Tang Xiu, the editor-in-chief of Haicheng Metropolis Daily, asking her to keep it as part of the next donation.
These two people can do it, Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.
In most cases, patients refuse treatment after accepting donations and are automatically discharged. The family members took the donations and were at ease, while the patients who should have accepted the goodwill were given up on treatment.
There are too many such regrets, so Zheng Ren is not very interested in donating money.
If we were all like Li Liang and Du Chunfang, the world would be much better.
But... According to Su Yun, it seems that Du Chunfang, Ji Feier, Tang Xiu and others participated.
Zheng Ren has not followed up on this matter recently. Su Yun and the others directly excluded Zheng Ren, saying they wanted to give him a surprise.
Surprisingly, it does exist.
But there were more and more people. When Zheng Ren thought of so many people, especially the two pairs of patients, his head felt buzzing and painful.
Because family members of patients are in similar situations and have different classes, statuses, and identities, they have broken down barriers that seemed insurmountable in the past and exchanged information about their condition and the attending doctor.
Many people became friends as a result.
As for how Li Sheng and Li Liang became familiar with each other, Zheng Ren didn't bother to guess.
I guess we got to know each other while squatting in the fire escape and smoking when we were both living in the ICU.
Zheng Ren shook his head and cursed in his heart, there were so many people.
For Zheng Ren, being alone with Xie Yiren was the best arrangement. Instead of organizing so many people and making such a big fuss.
Unexpectedly, Su Yun would catch Su Yun's unbelievable idea and start tossing it around.
I am not good at organizing activities like this. But it was fun to see Su Yun in high spirits.
People are really different.
Arriving at the pedestrian street in the city center, Su Yun didn't get out of the car. He held his cell phone in his hand and chatted quickly with different people.
"Su Yun, it's almost time." Zheng Ren took a look and saw that it was already eleven o'clock.
"Don't worry, Fu Gui'er is still preparing." Su Yun lowered his head and said to Zheng Ren, his black hair flying in front of his forehead, "If you are willing to stand in the cold and snow and wait, that's up to you."
This guy couldn't speak well. Zheng Ren was holding the box of diced radish in his hand, watching the snow falling more and more outside, thinking about his life after going to the imperial capital, and gradually became trance-like.
After a while, Su Yun put away his phone and said: "Boss, stop being artistic and get ready to start work!"
After saying that, Su Yun jumped out of the car.
Zheng Ren was holding the box of diced radish, a little embarrassed.
He didn't think about the weather problem at all. Although the temperature was not too low when it snowed, he only wore a coat and was freezing when he got out of the car.
Fortunately, my physical fitness has improved recently, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to survive it.
After tightening his clothes, Feng Xuhui wanted to help get the box of diced radish, but Zheng Ren refused.
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the snow on the ground was nearly a finger thick, making a crunching sound when stepped on.
night,
very quiet.
A crunching sound broke the heart-stopping silence.
Su Yun looked at the flawless white ground, hesitated for a moment, and then contacted the others.
The plan was revised. He took Zheng Ren and deliberately did not go to the front of the pedestrian street. Instead, he made a circle and entered the pedestrian street from the back entrance.
When they arrived at the back door, footsteps came from the other direction. It was the professor and Li Sheng.
"Boss!" The professor saw Zheng Ren and waved to greet him excitedly. He was carrying the violin case in his other hand and was wearing a black woolen coat that he got from somewhere.
"Fuguier, are you really ready to play the violin?" Zheng Ren asked helplessly when he saw the professor's violin case.
If Su Yun hadn't brought the professor back, the professor would have returned to Heidelberg by now.
"Of course, how could I miss the boss' proposal." Professor Rudolf Wagner's long blond hair was flying in the white snow.
Zheng Ren was shocked, proposing? I don't know anything about it.
"Don't listen to his nonsense." Su Yun walked in front and said without looking back: "I said it was a birthday, but he directly understood it as a proposal."
Zheng Ren was also speechless about the professor's strange brain circuit, but seeing the professor's excited face and holding his little lover along the way, he felt a little moved in his heart.
When everyone came to a corner of the pedestrian street, Su Yun made a "shh" gesture, asking everyone to stand close to the wall, and then began to quietly leave messages in the WeChat group.
"I'm ready, what about you?"
"I'm also ready here. The lights will be in place in one second." A female voice replied.
"Boss, stand here." Su Yun looked at the surrounding environment, found a spot, tapped it vaguely with his toes, and said.
"Oh." Zheng Ren was obedient.
For professional matters, you should listen to professionals. Zheng Ren understands this.
If it were an operating table and Su Yun was beeping like this, Zheng Ren would definitely hit him with a hemostat.
Standing in the center of the pedestrian street seven or eight steps away from the corner, Zheng Ren was holding a box of diced radish in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed.
Su Yun looked at his phone and said, "They're getting off the bus, Fugui'er, get ready."
"It's so cold here that I'm afraid my little lover will freeze to death." Professor Rudolf Wagner babbled, "My hometown has a Mediterranean climate and four seasons..."
"Stop beeping, hurry up!" Su Yun looked at the messages on his phone and said seriously.
The professor immediately shut up, opened the piano case, took out the violin, and whispered: "Brother Yun, do you really want to play Ysaye's Ballade No. 3 without a cappella? I feel that Schubert's Serenade is more suitable for this." kind of environment.”
"Follow the command." Su Yun said roughly without raising his head.
Zheng Ren stood in the snow holding the diced radish, and suddenly his head turned white.
The professor stopped talking, but took off his gloves, picked up the violin, and was ready at any time.
"There are still thirty steps left." Su Yun was like a secret agent, his voice was very low, and then he stopped talking. Instead, he made gestures to tell the professor and others, and left a message on his phone to tell the person controlling the lights.
Twenty steps…
Ten steps…
Zheng Ren suddenly worried that Xie Yiren would not be frightened.
Su Yun made a five-step gesture and then made a call.
"Ready, lights!"