I looked at Luo Xiangdong's inviting eyes, paused, and said in a deep voice: "No answer!"
Luo Xiangdong didn't say anything. He looked away from me, turned on the connect button, and put the phone to his ear, "Hello..."
My eyes widened. I didn't expect Luo Xiangdong to answer my call. I immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing..."
Luo Xiangdong didn't care that I was jumping up and down in anger, and said directly: "I'm Luo Xiangdong. It's not convenient for Liang Zijin to answer the phone now. What's the matter?"
God knows the extent of my current psychological shadow. If Kuang Yiyang heard Luo Xiangdong's voice, would he be scared to death
I walked down the road, stood by the passenger window, stretched out my hand and said to Luo Xiangdong: "Give me your phone."
Luo Xiangdong acted as if he hadn't heard, holding his cell phone. After a few seconds, I just saw his brows furrowed, and then said, "Okay, I'll drive her there now."
After that, he hung up the phone, then looked sideways at me and said, "Get in the car."
I glared and said, "Why did you answer my call?"
Luo Xiangdong's face was expressionless, but he opened his thin lips and replied aloud: "Kuang Yiyang said that the head of your department is critically ill and asked you to go to the hospital immediately."
After his words fell, my heart skipped a beat, my eyes widened, and I couldn't recover for a while.
Luo Xiangdong looked at me, and after three seconds, he said again: "Get in the car quickly."
After realizing it, I quickly opened the car door and got in. Luo Xiangdong handed me the phone. I saw dozens of unanswered calls on it, most of which were from Teacher Gu's son and daughter.
I first called Kuang Yiyang, who quickly answered the call. I said anxiously: "Yi Yang, what's going on? What's going on with Teacher Gu?"
Kuang Yiyang's voice was low and he replied aloud: "Uncle Gu called me and said that Teacher Gu was suddenly in very bad condition and was sent to the emergency room. The doctor came out and said, Teacher Gu wants to see you and me. I was coming from school We are heading towards the city, but the driver said there was an accident on the highway ahead and we have to take a detour. We don’t know how long it will take. Please go to the hospital quickly. "
I listened to Kuang Yiyang's words, and every word he said hit my heart deeply. I could almost imagine how urgent it was at the hospital, so that Teacher Gu's children would give me such an injection. The many phone calls were all because I was chatting with Luo Xiangdong and Ji Guanxin outside the car at that time...
After hanging up the phone, the first thing I said to Luo Xiangdong beside me was: "Drive faster."
At this time, I didn't care about motion sickness or fear of driving fast. Luo Xiangdong didn't say anything, just stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the car.
On the way back to the city, I called Teacher Gu's son again and asked, "Uncle Gu, how is Teacher Gu now?"
The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress his emotions. He only replied with two words: "Not good."
I pursed my lips tightly, and for a moment I couldn't even say a word of comfort. My throat was tight, and the saliva was in my mouth, but it was so sour that I couldn't swallow it.
Before I could say anything, the man said again: "Zijin, please come here quickly. My dad has just been pushed out of the emergency room and has been saying he wants to see you and Yi Yang."
Tears fell from my eyes and my vision was blurred. I choked and replied: "Uncle Gu, I am rushing over now. Something happened to Yiyang, but I am also on the way there. Please ask Teacher Gu to wait." us."
A few seconds before the man hung up the phone, I clearly heard the sound of other people crying inside, shouting: "Dad..."
I held the phone tightly in my hand, and my palms were covered in cold sweat. I can't help but think of the time when my father passed away. That year I was in the fourth grade of junior high school and was about to take the college entrance examination. My family was afraid of delaying my studies, so they hid the fact that it had been three or four days since my father died in the hospital. The news, when I found out about it later, I really hated the people who kept it from me. I hid in my room and cried loudly. I cried so hard that my heart broke. But after all, I still missed the chance to see my father for the last time. .
My father loved me the most during his lifetime. Other families favored sons over daughters, but my family favored daughters over sons. My father and I have only two sons and no daughters. As a result, my uncle’s family gave birth to another son, so I, the eldest granddaughter, was particularly favored.
Even now, I still wonder whether the person I wanted to see the most when my grandfather passed away was me.
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. I have missed the last chance to see my grandfather, and now I must not miss Teacher Gu for the last time.
I was sitting in the passenger seat, going from choking to sobbing, and from sobbing to choking. I know I shouldn't do this in front of Luo Xiangdong, but I just can't help it.
Sure enough, Luo Xiangdong endured it for a long time, and finally said: "I'm not doing well now, why are you crying."
I turned my head to look at Luo Xiangdong, my vision was blurred, and I choked and said, "You have such a close friendship with Teacher Gu. I just heard his son say on the phone that it seems that Teacher Gu is not alive anymore. Why don't you react at all?"
I'm not puzzled, but simply annoyed. Everyone is in a hurry, but Luo Xiangdong is calm.
After hearing this, he looked away and continued driving while looking ahead. I stretched out my hand to wipe the tears from my face. Because my vision was blurred, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly just now.
After a few seconds, I heard him respond: "Just because I didn't cry like you, doesn't mean I'm not worried."
Hearing this, I was somewhat less angry. After all, men and women express emotions in different ways, and I really couldn't expect Luo Xiangdong to cry in front of me.
From the city to the new district, I didn’t think it had been long since Ji Guanxin opened, but on the way back, I felt like I was returning home. In addition, Teacher Gu’s son called me again during this period, urging me to hurry up. I was even more anxious. One minute feels like ten minutes.
We finally drove to the city, it was so hard, and we caught up with the traffic jam during the rush hour. Luo Xiangdong and I were stuck in the middle of the road for ten minutes without moving half a meter. He stretched out his hand and patted the steering wheel anxiously, and I poked my head countless times. When I stepped out of the car window, all I saw was endless traffic.
Luo Xiangdong also sensed my restlessness. He said, "There's a traffic jam at this point. We won't have half an hour and forty minutes, so don't even think about moving."
I frowned, because I started working at Luo's, and the apartment was only ten or twenty minutes' walk from Luo's, so I had never suffered the harm caused by traffic jams. But there is a saying in Night City: It’s bad, don’t drive in Night City.
One can imagine how grand the traffic jam in Night City is.
After sitting in the car for another five minutes, I suddenly picked up my phone and bag, opened the car door, pushed it open, and leaned out most of the way.
Luo Xiangdong didn't expect it. He couldn't help but look sideways at me, his eyes widened slightly, and he said, "What are you doing?"
I slammed the car door and said to Luo Xiangdong, "It's too late, I'll run over."
"Hey, Liang Zijin..."
After I finished speaking, I didn't stop for half a second. Sayazi ran forward, regardless of what Luo Xiangdong shouted behind him.
On the entire main road of the first ring of Night City, I was the only one seen shuttling between large and small motor vehicles. Those scenes that can only be seen in movies are now happening in real life. Ignoring the strange looks from others, as if looking at someone crazy, I ran as fast as I could on the sidewalk.
I don’t remember how long I ran from where I got off the car to the hospital where Teacher Gu was. I just felt that my heart was about to stop countless times and my breathing couldn’t keep up with the running rhythm. The high heels on my feet made my toes and heels hurt... But I couldn't care about any of this. I only had one thought in my mind, which was an old man's last hope. Teacher Gu wanted to see me.
When I rushed into the hospital elevator and stood among several family members of the patients who were going upstairs, breathing heavily, thinking I could finally take a break, I caught a glimpse of their surprised looks from the corner of my eye. Only then did I realize After waking up, I raised my head.
From the smooth elevator wall, I could clearly see myself reflected inside. My face was red, almost the color of pig liver, and my head and body were covered with sweat. The sweat made the broken hair on my forehead and cheeks wet and sticky. Sticking to it, two of the buttons on the chest slipped away at some point, and when it was lowered a little, the cleavage was exposed.
No wonder everyone subconsciously hides away when they see me coming in. They must think I am a psychopath.
I stretched out my hand and wiped my face, but my hands and face were covered in sweat, and even wiping them was in vain. Instead, more sweat came out.
Just when I was embarrassed about what to do, a soft voice came from behind me, "Sister, here you go..."
I turned around and saw that it was a little girl about five years old. She was holding a pack of tissues in her hand. Her mother was holding her hand and she was looking up at me.
I was instantly moved to tears, as if I had been treated as a fool by all the passers-by during this crazy run, and now someone finally knew they cared about me.
Tears fell heavily, I reached out to take it and said thank you with a choked sob.
The little girl’s mother looked at me and said, “Are you in a hurry to see the patient?”
I nodded, too sour to speak.
Seeing this, other people in the elevator also comforted me, saying it was okay and telling me not to worry.
With a ding, the elevator door opened. After I said thank you to the little girl's mother, I ran out quickly. All the way to the ward where Teacher Gu was located, there were already many people inside. Everyone was gathered around the bed, with their backs to me. I was running out of oxygen and was a little blurry, so I stood at the door and hesitated.
Until Teacher Gu's daughter turned around and saw me, her eyes were red and she said, "Zijin, you are here."
Hearing this, everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and I vaguely saw the figure lying in the hospital bed, covered with a thin white quilt.
Teacher Gu's son also had red eyes and came over to pull me, "Zijin, come and see my dad. He is not alive..."