The west side of the city is so far away from the machinery factory, and Zhao Huaiyan cannot walk. He has to carry a wheelchair with him at all times, and it is even more inconvenient to take the bus. Sun Zhigao does not want him to be "stared at" by everyone.
"Hello, this is the machinery factory."
"I'm looking for Director Zhao, so I'll say it's Zhao Huaiyan looking for him."
The machinery factory is very large, with one factory director and six deputy factory directors, each in charge of a different area.
Zhao Zhengrong was a member of the first batch of college students after the founding of the People's Republic of China. He performed outstandingly during his time at school and was selected as a key training target. He followed his professors to Moscow to study advanced technology.
Shortly after returning to China, the big brother supported Xiaguo's construction. The Mingjiang Machinery Factory was built at that time. Among the experts who came to Xiaguo to support, there were several who Zhao Zhengrong had studied with!
Naturally, Zhao Zhengrong became the backbone and director of the R&D department of the machinery factory as soon as he took office.
After becoming the factory director, he is still in charge of production and research and development. At this moment, he is looking at the design drawings in the R&D department's office.
Bearing production is extremely demanding on data and must be done with extreme care.
"Director, there's a phone call." The assistant ran over.
Zhao Zhengrong was a little annoyed when his work was interrupted. "Who?"
"Zhao Huaiyan." Feeling the low pressure, the assistant quickly gave his full name, hoping that the factory director would not get angry for the sake of his own son.
Xiaoyu?
Zhao Zhengrong frowned. Ever since he remarried, his eldest son had become much more distant from him and would never contact him unless it was something important.
"I'll be there right away. Watch and don't let anyone into my office."
After finishing the instructions, Zhao Zhengrong locked the manuscript and important documents in the cabinet before running to answer the phone.
"Xiaoyu, what do you want from me?"
"Director Zhao, I'm Sun Zhigao. Huaiyan was sick last night and was in pain all night. He said he wanted to see you this morning."
Sun Zhigao was holding the microphone. The breathing on the other end was particularly strong. He must have been running. It seemed that this "unkind" Director Zhao was not as indifferent to his son as he seemed.
Zhao Zhengrong's heart tightened, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the receiver. "I'll be right there."
Zhao Huaiyan waited for a long time but Uncle Sun didn't come in. He thought he had gone out for some urgent matter, so he had to close his eyes and wait for someone to come back.
As a result, when Zhao Zhengrong came in, he saw Zhao Huaiyan lying on the bed with a pale face and weak breathing. At that moment, his mind was uncontrollably filled with many thoughts.
"Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu! Wake up! Dad will take you to the hospital." Zhao Zhengrong rolled up the quilt and was about to carry her to the hospital.
Zhao Huaiyan: ...
"Dad, I just fell asleep."
It was as if he was going to die.
Zhao Zhengrong looked him up and down several times, and only after confirming that nothing was wrong did he put his heart at ease.
"Oh, do you have something to talk to me about?" Seeing that his son still had the energy to roll his eyes, Zhao Zhengrong returned to his usual aloof demeanor.
It was as if the person who had just rushed in, grabbed someone and was about to send him to the hospital had nothing to do with him.
"I have a friend who went to the countryside. Can you find a way to get her back?"
Now it was Zhao Zhengrong who was speechless.
"I'm the factory director, not the governor." Zhao Zhengrong was a little embarrassed, but thinking that this was the first time his son had asked him to do something, his tone softened a bit, "It's not impossible."
"What friend?" Zhao Zhengrong thought about the fact that at his age, he had already experienced marriage, childbirth and the loss of his wife. Perhaps his son also had a lover?
We are family, so it is our duty to help.
Zhao Huaiyan actually wanted to talk about the deal with Ning Xi, and he knew that her prescription should be effective, but he was not sure whether he could withstand the effects of the medicine.
Uncle Hu said that this prescription is very strong just looking at the ingredients in it. The dosage of each ingredient is pushed to the limit. Even if it is effective, people may not be able to withstand it.
If he fails to cure himself, his father will definitely take his anger out on Ning Xi.
To outsiders, it seemed that the father and son were not getting along. They had separated since Zhao Zhengrong remarried. One lived in the villa left by the old man, and the other lived in the staff quarters of the machinery factory. They hardly saw each other throughout the year.
But both father and son knew in their hearts that the other was their most important relative in the world.
It was precisely because of this that Zhao Huaiyan did not dare to reveal the deal between him and Ning Xi.
Even if it was because of his poor health that he couldn't bear it, his father might hate everyone in the house, hate the strong medicine, and hate the person who provided it.
"Is it so difficult to answer?" Zhao Zhengrong waited for a long time but his son didn't respond.
"She's just an important friend. I can't live without her. Dad, please help me." Zhao Huaiyan couldn't think of any other excuse, so he just glossed over it.
Zhao Zhengrong: “…”
Why does he look so desperate and desperate, just like when he was pursuing Lu Chuman? Could this be hereditary?
"Tell me about her situation." He had no right to interfere in the affairs of young people, but he felt obligated to help his son clear the obstacles in his love life.
As soon as Zhao Huaiyan saw his father's intriguing look, he knew that he must have misunderstood. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to Ning Xi, he quickly explained:
"There is no other relationship between us, Dad, don't think too much."
Zhao Zhengrong: "I know. Alright, tell me the details right away."
What a timid thing to say. Is he going to go out and quack like a duck?
......
"Doctor, how much does this cost?" After dropping the drip, Ning Xi asked the nurse to remove the needle.
"Triangle, the person who just brought you here has already paid. You need to clean the bed before you leave."
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