The Story of Happiness Court

Chapter 11 Could you please remove this screen?

"Do you know? I have a very important meeting today? I have repeatedly asked you to come here early. Look, it's been more than 5 minutes! Really, it's so unprofessional."

Leng Hanhui was a little puzzled. He looked at Mrs. Zheng with doubts on his face, but he couldn't say it out: No matter how important your matter is, is it as important as your own father's life and death?The old man only has a few days left in this world. If you don't accompany him well, you still say such words in a high-sounding manner?

Leng Hanhui's impression of this person's personality dropped to the lowest level!

At the beginning, after hearing the news of his parents' death, Leng Hanhui almost passed out. Later, Shi Chengguang accompanied Leng Hanhui who seemed to have lost his muscles and bones all of a sudden, and went thousands of miles away and returned to the small mountain village.

When Leng Hanhui saw the tragic death of his parents, he passed out suddenly, and when he woke up, he seemed to be a different person.

The funeral of his parents was held in full accordance with the ancient funeral rites. It was spontaneously organized and organized by villagers with a radius of hundreds of miles from all over the world to mourn the two rural doctors who saved countless lives throughout their lives.

Leng Hanhui saw that the coffins of his parents had already arrived at the foot of the mountain far away. Standing at the front, he was holding up the spirit-calling banner, and he saw that the funeral folks at the end of the procession were like small black dots. There were still many mourners is going out of the village.

Not only that, but there were also people from other villages who kept rushing over to join the funeral procession.

Except for the villagers, Leng Hanhui hardly knew any of these people.

They all came to the funeral wearing mourning.

Some wear black armbands, and some have a small white flower pinned to their heart.There are also others, like Leng Hanhui, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, and let out mournful voices along the way. This is because a serious patient in their family has been cured by their parents.

Parents have been helping the world with hanging pots for decades, and have won the recognition and love of the villagers.

However, Leng Hanhui's heart was icy cold.

He looked at the two black coffins, in which lay the two people who loved him the most in this world and who he loved the most.It was from this time that he inexplicably developed an extreme hatred for being a doctor.

Perhaps it was because of the death of his parents, he could not hate anyone but the profession of a doctor.

"Huizi, let's go, this kind of person is not worth getting angry with, a person who doesn't even care about his own father, we don't need to provoke him.

At the beginning, when we found out that his old man was ill, we told him immediately.Who knows, the old boy just took a look at the old man when he came, and he turned his head and left without even pouring a glass of water for the old man.

If he left, let us know. This is not a thing. No one told me, and he locked the door of the old man's room before leaving.

When the old man was so sad that he couldn't take it anymore, he called the nanny who used to be in charge of his diet and home hygiene in our company, and then told me that when I sent him to the hospital again, the old man had already missed the best rescue time of two hours !

During this period, the old man's son, that is, Liu Jun, did not answer my calls. When he answered my call the next day, the old man's rescue had been completed.

He finally showed his face, but he paid the hospitalization fee, which was still paid from the old man's bank card.

Ten hours!The old man had a lot of life, and his heart muscle was not completely infarcted, but the heart failure that would inevitably occur after a large area of ​​myocardial infarction and continued to worsen still took the old man's life.

The tenacious old man has persisted for another three years!In the past three years, another one has been published. The old man gave me a copy and signed it. It is the "Smile" mentioned by the city's TV station.

The old man is very optimistic. He looks at the world with kind eyes, smiles, and uses the stories he tells to quietly change people's moral values ​​and behaviors.This is the line of the TV host.

This time, the old man really failed.

An old writer who is well-known all over the country, he could have lived for more than ten years, but now he can only wait to die.

Forget it, the more I talk, the more angry I get, it's not worth being angry about this kind of person. "Sister Zheng gave Leng Hanhui a hand, and trotted towards the ward first.

She was an enthusiastic person.

This is a very large ward with only one bed.

A folding screen blocked the view between the bed and the door.

It seemed that I heard the door of the ward, and a weak and old voice came from behind the screen: "Is the dog left again? Xiao Li, you go now, thank you for coming to take care of me, my son is back."

Aunt Zheng whispered to Leng Hanhui, "Gou Sheng is his son's nickname."

"Okay, old man, if you feel unwell, ask your son to press this button immediately, and I will immediately notify the doctor on duty to come over. Yes, it is this little thing, press it, and you can talk." A little girl's voice It came out from behind the screen.

Then, a little nurse walked out from behind the screen, and it seemed that it was Xiao Li.

She took a look at Mrs. Zheng and laughed immediately, but her voice was very soft and small: "It's Mrs. Zheng, it's good that you are here, he is much better than Mr. Liu's son, who seems to have no one. emotion."

She turned back to the back of the screen and said louder: "Master, Mrs. Zheng is here, and there is another handsome guy, not your son.

By the way, Mrs. Zheng, is this handsome guy the grandson of Mr. Liu you mentioned? "

After hearing this, Leng Hanhui's head was full of black lines!

I will endure!In order to live on, to have a place to live, and for this lonely old man who has basically no difference between having a son and not having a son.

There was no sound from behind the screen.

Leng Hanhui could imagine how disappointed the old man who was lying on the bed and couldn't move his only son didn't come back.

Turning the screen, Mrs. Zheng appeared in front of the hospital bed with Leng Hanhui.

The old man lying on the hospital bed had an oxygen tube inserted into his nose and wore high-grade glasses. Behind the thick lenses, the old man stared at Leng Hanhui beside Mrs. Zheng without blinking.

After meeting the old man, Leng Hanhui didn't notice any disappointment in the old man's eyes, only a trace of a smile, but there was still a trace of helplessness remaining in the corner of his eyes that had not completely disappeared.

Mrs. Zheng was about to introduce to Leng Hanhui, but the old man shook his head slightly and smiled softly at Leng Hanhui: "Can you please remove this screen?"

Leng Hanhui immediately understood what the old man was thinking, he nodded, walked quickly to the screen, and began to fold it.

This kind of foldable screen has wheels under it, which can cover patients when stretched out, and when folded, the space in the ward suddenly becomes larger and less oppressive.

Nurse Xiao Li helped Leng Hanhui push the folded screen to the corner, and explained to him the precautions for caring for the elderly.