Chapter 095 Illusion

Grain School has started school, and the junior students are also surprised to see that Lin Siwei has become the teacher of the practice center.

However, the practice center originally had few classes, and Teacher Xiao Lin’s academic tasks were not heavy. She and Wu Shanhai focused on how to expand the practice center.

Originally, Lin Siwei planned to go to the provincial capital. Firstly, he wanted to buy some equipment for the practice center. Secondly, he also wanted to visit schools in the provincial capital to observe how other people run practice centers. In addition, I also have a selfish desire to thank Yu Jianxiu in person. Now that Hu Qiaoyue was going to the provincial military headquarters, Lin Siwei simply advanced his plan to go to the provincial capital.

The green train clattered to the provincial capital, and Lin Siwei reached the provincial military headquarters without any effort.

Seeing that she was familiar with the road, Hu Qiaoyue curiously asked her if she had been here before. Lin Siwei only said that he had done his homework in advance, but he secretly sighed in his heart. After all, the provincial capital is a famous historical city, and the entire urban layout is well preserved. In fact, the provincial capital in later generations There is not much difference between the city and the current provincial capital in terms of urban layout.

Gu Nianshen arranged for the best orthopedic expert from the Provincial Military Commission. He looked at Hu Qiaoyue's immediate medical records and arranged for a X-ray examination. He had no objection to Jinling Hospital's diagnosis, so he immediately arranged for hospitalization and decided to have surgery the next day. .

Probably because of Gu Nianshen's relationship, the Department of Orthopedics also arranged a single ward for Hu Qiaoyue, with proper treatment for a veteran cadre.

"This ward is so spacious, much better than I imagined." Lin Siwei looked around with joy.

Hu Qiaoyue said with a smile: "This is your first time back to the provincial capital. What can you imagine? This is your Uncle Gu's face. Normally when we go to the hospital for medical treatment, we still have to squeeze into a six-person ward."

Upon hearing this, Lin Siwei sighed in his heart.

Even the memory of the original person is only the dilapidated ward building of their county hospital. She had never left the county town, and Su Hongmei only stayed in that dilapidated ward for a few days when she was ill. After the diagnosis, Su Hongmei decided to go home. It sounds like conservative treatment, but in fact it means going home and waiting to die.

Su Hongmei confirmed that her life had come to an end and wrote a letter to Lin Zhengqing. In fact, she just wanted to find a way out for Lin Siwei, but Lin Zhengqing ignored it.

If only he could help arrange the hospital, Su Hongmei's death would not be so miserable and painful.

Lin Siwei shook his head to get rid of the unpleasant memories and said with a smile: "Director Qian is a visiting professor at the Provincial Medical University and the top orthopedic expert in the country. Your kind of surgery is a piece of cake for him. Wait for us Back to Jinling, the puppies on the Yangchuan road can't catch up with grandma!"

"Pfft!" Hu Qiaoyue couldn't help but laugh, "Ghost girl, there's no way grandma chases the puppies away.

" Chickens."

"At this point, Granny Wang should have gone to our house to feed the chickens, right?" Hu Qiaoyue looked at the clock on the wall. She had only been out for a day and she was already thinking about the two old hens at home.

At this time, Lin Siwei, who was busy cleaning the windowsill, stopped. She saw a familiar figure, wearing a long off-white windbreaker, with hair shawl, tall and graceful, dragging a suitcase out of the hospital gate.

Such a swan-like figure, as well as the proud and unique Chinese character of a ballet dancer, it is obvious that he is Gu Lan.

She immediately opened the window and shouted: "Sister Gu Lan——"

Gu Lan had already turned onto the road and was no longer visible.

...

On the road, Gu Lan seemed to hear someone calling him. He stopped and looked around, but there were only pedestrians in a hurry.

"You heard me wrong. This is a provincial capital, and I have no acquaintances." Gu Lan smiled to himself, dragging his suitcase and moving on.

She wants to return to Shanghai, start her black swan journey, and become the most eye-catching star on the stage.

...

At this moment, Gu Qia was on the fourth floor, sitting in front of the window, watching Gu Lan leave.

If Lin Siwei had shouted earlier, and if Gu Lan had turned back in time, she would have discovered that there was only one floor between Gu Qia on the fourth floor and Lin Siwei on the third floor.

They were both at the window, looking in the same direction.

Gu Huai has already started school and left yesterday. Gu Lan stayed with him for one more day, and finally had to go back to Shencheng today. The army originally wanted to send a soldier to take care of him, but Gu Qia thought it was unnecessary.

Now, except that he cannot stand and needs a wheelchair, he can take care of himself for most of his life.

It's really difficult, and there are doctors and nurses. Nurses rushed to take care of him.

The little nurse who did not routinely take body temperature came in to collect the thermometer. After checking that the temperature was normal, she registered the temperature without moving. She also asked: "Comrade Gu, has your sister left too? Will the army send someone here?" Taking care of you?"

Seeing him sitting at the window and not talking, the little nurse thought he was feeling lonely, and comforted him: "It doesn't matter if you don't send anyone, we will take good care of you. Just let me know if you need help. ..."

Gu Qia didn't listen to a word, his attention was all outside the window.

"Did you just hear someone call me sister?"

"Huh?" The little nurse was confused and didn't understand what the overly handsome man in front of her was asking.

"Someone called 'Sister Gu Lan', did you hear it?"

The little nurse shook her head blankly and asked: "So your sister's name is Gu Lan. It's a nice name."

No matter how nice it sounds, it depends on who calls it, right? Gu Qia murmured: "Impossible, how could you not hear it? It sounds like the voice of Si Wei..."

The little nurse was even more confused. From the moment she entered the ward, she was full of satisfaction for Gu Qia. I was half-focused on listening to something else. Except for Gu Qia, everything else was just background music.

Who cares about the background sound.

She shook her head: "I didn't hear it."

Gu Qia raised an eyebrow, doubting her hearing for the first time. Did he have hallucinations after being locked up in the ward for a long time?

Well, in March, spring is here, and it’s really time to go out and walk more.

…

Hu Qiaoyue’s surgery went very smoothly, except that she couldn’t go to the ground for the first two days and could only rest in bed. Lin Siwei took care of her in the hospital for two days. On the third day, she entrusted her grandmother to a nurse and went to the Provincial Chemical Engineering School and the Provincial Vocational Education Center.

Provincial Chemical School is a technical secondary school with a well-known school-run factory in the province. Since it has been transformed into a mature factory with strong production capacity, when the school-run factory was completely shut down, the school-run factory of Provincial Chemical School was able to reserve.

Although Lin Siwei has decided to stay at the school to teach, after all, he is still an intern and can study wherever he wants. She asked Xie Baosheng and Wu Shanhai in advance, and then decided on the provincial school and the provincial vocational education center. Then Xie Baosheng contacted these two schools and then implemented it.

Seeing that such a young girl came to study at the Provincial Grain School, the teacher received by the Chemical School was also unexpected. Of course, it was inevitable that he would be negligent. He didn't even bother to make a trip, so he pointed in the direction and let Lin Siwei go by himself.

This actually touched Lin Siwei's heart.

She walked around the factory for more than an hour and chatted with the guard's aunt who was knitting sweaters for half an hour.

This kind of knitting aunt has always been familiar with past and present lives, and can handle enough information in half an hour. By the time the director of the factory found her, she had already understood the identity of the factory's personnel, wage distribution, site properties, equipment ownership, product sales, etc. Her aunt's sweater had been knitted five times, and she was also treated well. He was quite reluctant to leave, completely unaware that the other party had come here to steal his master.

Of course, factories these days don’t have much sense of confidentiality and don’t think these things are “unspeakable.” The director read her letter of introduction and joked: "The Provincial Grain School cultivates talents from childhood, right?"

It would be even smoother to go to the Provincial Vocational Education Center in the afternoon.

Vocational Education Center, the name sounds very trendy. It used to be a vocational high school in the provincial capital. It was used as a vocational education pilot last year and has just put up a new brand. The practice building of the Vocational Education Center is more impressive than most factory buildings. Because it is used to train driving operators, the simulation workshop in the practice building even has real driving machines available, which makes many visitors envious.

That's right, this time Lin Siwei acted like a visitor.

Because the Vocational Education Center, as a pilot unit, is now an external window for vocational education in the provincial capital. When Lin Siwei went there, a school from out of town happened to come to exchange and learn the experience of opening practical classes in the school. Lin Siwei directly followed the visiting group.

But to be honest, after inspecting the two companies, the former is more valuable for reference. The latter is an on-campus practice center with great future, but it is not a school-run factory.

...

Back at the hospital, it was the time when the nurses were taking over the shift. One nurse collected salt water from Hu Qiaoyue, and the other took a pen to write on the paper. When Lin Siwei came in, he smiled and told her about the day.

Fortunately, it was a single room, and all the people who could live in it were people with status and special care levels. Lin Siwei was able to leave his grandma to them with confidence.

Hu Qiaoyue was in good spirits and could do some simple rehabilitation exercises on the bed with the help of the nurse. Lin Siwei carefully learned a few moves from the nurse and then tried it with a smile.

We are both young people, so we got to know each other within a short time.

Then I heard the nurse put the pen back in the pocket of her white coat and mysteriously whispered to the other person: "Hey, the hero upstairs is said to have gone downstairs today."

The other person suddenly became energetic: "He can walk. " No

, just take the elevator. It's not just a matter of words for a hero to take the elevator."

Lin Siwei felt something in his heart when he heard the word "hero". Thinking of Gu Qia being watched and called like this when he was out on the street, it felt a bit like a world away, but also made my heart feel warm.

Elevators are not a common thing these days. Unlike in later generations, every building is equipped with an elevator, and one can only wish to have one apartment on the first floor. Elevators these days are like buses, and they also have "drivers". There will be an operator sitting in front of the elevator button, usually an elderly aunt. Only if the aunt thinks you are qualified to sit, you are qualified to sit.

This "hero" sounds like he has some difficulty with his legs and feet. It seems like he can't walk?

I just heard the little nurse chuckle and say: "If you want to see him in the future, go to the west window and wait. You don't have to make excuses to go to the fourth floor sometimes."

Another little nurse blushed: "Bah, you obviously don't I want to see it."

The little nurse pouted: "Who doesn't want to see it? Of course everyone wants to see a good-looking man. I also want to be transferred to the fourth floor, but unfortunately I can't as long as he can look at me. I think he is in a wheelchair."

Lin Siwei listened to them chatting indifferently and thought to himself, what kind of hero is this? Is it possible that he is better-looking than Gu Qia?

It seems that all the good-looking people are handed over to the state.