Everyone turned around and saw a doctor in a white coat standing not far away looking in their direction.
He walked over, staring at another name on the honor wall, then turned to look at Fu Jingshu who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Are you here to see a doctor?"
Fu Jingshu shook her head and her eyes fell on the wall of honor again, "Come and see..."
The doctor put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and asked with a smile: "You just asked if their names would be remembered?"
He answered without thinking: "Yes..."
The doctor sighed, "The first one... President Fu Qinshan, sacrificed his life to protect the important materials of the hospital. According to the old people in the hospital, when the people in the duty room saw the fire and rushed over, he had already carried out the last pile of materials. It was such a big data room, and no one knew how he found this batch of important materials and carried them out when it was on fire..."
"I heard that when he fell, his hands were still tightly protecting the information. The information was not damaged, but he..."
"It is said that the information is the result of half a year's work by the entire hospital. It is very important. Not to mention that he has saved countless people with his miraculous hands. He is a martyr."
Fu Xiao's eyes were red and tears were flowing.
Fu Hong and Fu Shaoyu also had expressions of emotion on their faces.
Fu Jingshu looked at Fu Qinshan's name and smiled with tears in her eyes.
The doctor looked at the name below, "The second one is Doctor Lin..."
"These people have made outstanding contributions to the medical field in Shanghai. Although some of them are no longer with us, we will record their names almost every year."
Fu Xiao looked at him, "Why?"
The doctor chuckled, "Every year when new people are added to the hospital, we have to hold a general meeting. At the meeting, we will repeat the achievements of these predecessors so that we can remember them and learn from them."
He was about to ask Fu Jingshu and the others, but someone he knew called him, "Doctor Bai...there is a patient..."
"Here we are..." He looked at them, "Take your time to look around. The orthopedics department is on the second floor..."
As he said this, he glanced at Fu Jingshu.
After he left, Fu Jingshu looked at Fu Qinshan's name and chuckled: "That's great..."
That's great.
Fu Qinshan’s sacrifice was not in vain. It seems that the information is really important.
So many people have remembered his name and his contributions with all their heart.
She smiled and turned back, "Shao Yu, An An, let's go back."
"good..."
Fu Xiao came over and pushed her wheelchair, "Mom, can I take you home to see you?"
Fu Jingshu nodded, "Well, let's go home and take a look, and then go back to our hometown,"
"Uh-huh,"
Mu Lianshen drove them to the Fu family's former residence.
Because the rental contract is about to expire, the tenants here have been assigned new dormitories, which are now being sorted out.
After all, they are public servants, their quality is quite high, and the house is well preserved.
Fu Jingshu was in the yard, staring at the tree in a daze.
After a while, she spoke: "This tree was planted the year I was born..."
"Ah? But mom, I remember this isn't an old house."
She heard from Grandpa Fu that Grandma Fu had more than one house in Shanghai, and that the yard here was moved here because it was convenient for Grandpa Fu to work in the hospital.
Fu Jingshu nodded: "Yes, no."
"But when I was born, my mother asked my father to plant a tree in all the houses... They said they would see which yard had the best tree in the end, and they would live in that yard..."
Fu Xiao nodded in understanding, "No wonder,"
She had seen other houses in Shanghai before. Some were very dilapidated, while others were well preserved, but the trees inside were all about the same size.
Fu Jingshu came to the study and stared at the desk in a daze. In a trance, she seemed to see Fu Qinshan sitting in front of the desk and looking at her.
For a period of time, Fu Jingshu, who was about ten years old, often came and knocked on his door when he was busiest.
When he saw her, he always glared at her helplessly: "You little girl...Didn't Dad tell you to play by yourself? Why are you here again..."
The little girl ran to him with a pout, pulling his sleeve, "You haven't been with me for a long time..."
Fu Qinshan looked at the work on hand and estimated whether he could finish it by staying up late tonight, and he felt that it was about right.
So he held the little girl in his arms, "Okay, play with our baby, what do you want to play?"
"I want to go fly a kite..."
"Okay, let's go fly a kite..."
She turned on the switch of the dark room, and Mu Lianshen carried her downstairs.
Looking at everything familiar, Fu Jingshu's eyes were blurred with tears. Another scene appeared in front of her eyes. Fu Qinshan was always accused of being a gigolo during that period, but he didn't care. He pulled her here and pointed at the boxes and said, "Baby, although Daddy eats and lives at your mother's expense, Daddy also makes money. See, these are our baby's..."
Fu Xiao came over and held her hand. "Mom, the Revolutionary Committee often came to our house during that period, and it was not safe to keep our things here. When I left Shanghai, I moved them away and hid them."
Fu Jingshu smiled and nodded, "Those things were originally meant for you..."
Although it is empty in here now, looking at the shelves, she can still remember what was placed on them before.
Coming to the bedroom and staring at the dressing table, she seemed to see her mother combing her hair again.
She knows that long hair looks good, but she always feels that combing her hair every day is a waste of time.
Sometimes I just can’t get it straightened out, and I feel so irritated.
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