Wen Xin finally reacted, and with weak legs she ran forward and said to the people on the shore: "Everyone, please help! My husband and the child are still inside."
Jun Mohan was very fast, but the two-year-old child was struggling in the water, causing him to sink very quickly. Coupled with the strong current, he soon disappeared from the surface of the lake. Jun Mohan dived down and soon disappeared.
The young mother's crying and warm cries were heard nearby, "Help me! Please, I can't swim."
Just then an old man was about to jump.
And that old man was exactly the one Zhang Xia had told her about a few days ago who was driven out by his disobedient son. He was in his seventies or eighties and yet he still wanted to take off his clothes to save people. He even had a wound on his leg.
Wen Xin hurriedly stopped him, "Uncle, don't go down, it's very dangerous."
"It's all right, kid."
As he was speaking, Jun Mohan swam up with the child in his arms. He held the child in one hand and his dog in the other. He swam with difficulty, and his beard was wet and stuck to his face.
When Wen Xin saw Jun Mohan, she burst into tears the instant her legs went limp and she sat down on the sand.
She was scared to death.
The child came ashore and could no longer speak. Jun Mohan didn't care about anything else and knelt beside the child to perform artificial respiration and press his chest. He could hear the crying of the girl's mother next to him.
Seeing Jun Mohan who had no strength left, Wen Xin hurried over and said, "Uncle, I'll do it."
She knelt down and pressed hard until the child spit out a mouthful of water and gradually woke up. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jun Mohan, whose face was pale, and said, "Uncle, do you know that you scared me to death just now?"
"I know. I'll be fine."
There was the woman's voice of gratitude and the sound of a child crying, and the spectators all applauded.
As she was all wet, Wen Xin was too lazy to continue walking the dog, so she took him back to change clothes. When she was leaving, she saw the old man pounding his legs again. She said to Jun Mo Han, "Uncle, this old man was injured and tried to save you just now. Let's go see him!"
"Okay, this old man is really precious!"
Jun Mohan couldn't help but look at the old man again.
"Uncle," Wen Xin greeted with a smile.
The old man raised his head and said, "Girl, take your husband back to change clothes quickly. Be careful not to catch a cold. You two are good people!"
"Uncle, you are a good man too! It's not easy for you to go into the water to save people even though your leg is so swollen. What's wrong with your leg?"
The old man shook his head and said, "It's an old problem. I had rheumatism before, and it has worsened recently. My legs are swollen for no apparent reason."
"Then why don't you go to the hospital?"
The old man shook his head and said nothing, his eyes dim.
Wen Xin knew that he had no money. Seeing that he was in rags, she turned back to Jun Mohan and said, "Uncle, why don't you take Xiaotu back first."
Even if Wen Xin didn't say anything, Jun Mohan knew what she wanted to do. He smiled, said hello to the old man, and left.
Wen Xin said to the old man, "Uncle, can you do me a favor?"
"Girl, you say."
"Then come with me."
Supporting him, Wen Xin took him to the market outside the community, and then to the community clinic to get medicine for the old man. The doctor said that his legs were swollen and he would have to go to a big hospital to drain the water from his legs before he would get better. The doctor could only prescribe some medicine to relieve his pain.
The old man didn't want to go, and Wen Xin had no idea what to do. Knowing that he had no money, she thought of taking him there in the evening.
Wen Xin bought him some buns, fruits, fast food, bread and milk, but the old man just refused to accept them.
Wen Xin talked for a long time before the old man thanked her and said, "Girl, you are such a kind person! My son is actually rich, but he thinks that we old couple are a burden and bring shame to them, so he kicked us out. He hasn't come to see us for half a year."
"What a jerk. What company does your son work for?"
As the old man walked, he said, "It seems to be the Jun Group. It's 20,000 to 30,000 a month. It's a pity that they are ungrateful."
"What's his last name?"
"Li Xing."
Wen Xin sent the old man to the bridge tunnel. Under the dirty and messy bridge tunnel was sleeping the old man's boss. His lower body was paralyzed and he could only open and close his mouth. She felt so distressed that she wanted to cry, but she held back.
The old man said, "My wife is paralyzed from the waist down and can't speak. Please bear with me."
"It's okay, uncle. Eat something first. I'll take you to the hospital to have a look at your leg in the evening."
"No, no, I won't go. I can't bother you anymore. You've given me so many things, I don't want them."
"Uncle, if you don't go, I will be sad. It's settled."
When Wen Xin was leaving, she looked back and saw the old man bowing to her with tears in his eyes. She shook her head, but finally couldn't help crying.
When she got home, Jun Mohan had already taken a shower. His home clothes set off his figure particularly well, like a male model. However, she really didn't have the heart to admire it. After all, the old man's appearance was in her mind, and she was very emotional.
"You're back. You just took the old man shopping!"
Her warm thoughts were exposed at once, and she said embarrassedly: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I used your money as a favor, please don't be angry, I still have to take you to the People's Hospital tonight."
"It's okay, I'll drive you there then."
"You're not angry?" Wen Xin was surprised and touched. This man really tolerated her.
Jun Mohan smiled, "How could I be angry when you do good things? When I have money, I will build a nursing home to bring these homeless elderly people together."
Although he said this, he had actually already donated five nursing homes and three welfare homes free of charge to specifically adopt these elderly people and children, but Wen Xin didn't know it.
Wen Xin remembered something and smiled, "You have learned a lot of good qualities from being with Mr. Jun, such a good man. I heard that Mr. Jun donated to many welfare homes and nursing homes, and also sponsored Hope Primary Schools for free, and sponsored hundreds of children."
Jun Mohan smiled proudly, "You know a lot."
"Of course, you and Mr. Jun are really role models among men. I admire you."
After being praised by his wife, Jun Mohan even walked with a sense of ease. He asked, "What's wrong with that old man today?"
"Their son kicked them out. Both of them are ill. His boss is paralyzed in bed and can't talk. The old man makes a living by picking up scraps. I just can't understand why his son, who is so rich and works in your company, can't learn from you and Jun's good qualities of filial piety and kick the old people out."
Jun Mohan was stunned, "His son is also in our company?"
"Yes, I heard his name is Li Xing."
"Is it him?"
Warm, "You know."
"I know him. He's the director of our sales department. He's only making 30,000 or 40,000 yuan a month, but he actually kicked the old man out. I really can't believe it!"
Wen Xin sneered, "This man doesn't deserve to be in Jun Group. What kind of person is he!"
Jun Mohan heard this and leaned over, "Since this man has made my wife angry, how about I let President Jun fire him?"
With a warm smile, she pushed him away and said, "Then you can do whatever you want, but the premise is that Mr. Jun will listen to you."
Jun Mohan, "He will listen to me. By the way, since the old man has no place to live, let's arrange for him to stay in Jun's nursing home! It will be more reassuring to have someone to take care of him."
"Okay, thank you uncle, you are so kind. I will cook, and after eating, I will take you to the hospital."
"Yes! I'll go pick up Xia Xia."
After dinner, the couple let the dog stay at home and sent Zhang Xia back home. Then they went out. However, when they arrived at the bridge hole, the two old people were not there and the torn quilts were left there untouched.
Wen Xin and Jun Mohan searched for the old man nearby for a long time but couldn't find him. Someone said that the old man was taken home by his son.
Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief, "Uncle, it seems that the man has discovered that he is a bastard and is starting to take care of himself in his old age."
"That should be the case! In that case, let's just ignore them and go to the hospital to see mom!"
"good."
Wen Xin was woken up by a phone call in the middle of the night. Xia Xia's crying voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister, the two old people you talked about during the day are dead."
"What?" Wen Xin lost all her sleepiness in an instant, and her hands were shaking as she held the phone. She couldn't believe that the two old people who were fine during the day died at night.
She asked anxiously, "What's going on?"
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