Chapter 18
Because Xing Zhao parked his car at the entrance of the community, he naturally had to walk from the unit building door to the parking space.
It was much later than before, and the small park was no longer as lively as before. In short, the little boy who was skateboarding just now was no longer there.
Wei Ge is currently preoccupied with something and isn't very sensitive to the things around him.
If it were normal, he would definitely hear the little boy crying loudly in the room because his parents scolded him for skipping classes when he went downstairs.
Wei Ge obediently sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt. Xing Zhao turned on the navigation system and asked him, "Where are we going?"
"No need for navigation, just go straight and turn left." Wei Ge didn't know where to go, but he thought he should go to the supermarket first. If her mother was there, it meant that everything in his mind before was nonsense.
Xing Zhao drove according to Wei Ge's instructions and drove to the door of a supermarket. The supermarket was not big, the lights on the sign were dimmed, and the room was also pitch black.
"Is this your mother's supermarket?" Although Xing Zhao hadn't been here in recent years, he knew a lot about Wei Ge's family.
"Okay, I'll go down and take a look." Wei Ge unbuckled his seat belt and jumped out of the car. Although the door was not open, there was a piece of paper taped to the door.
[There is something going on at home, so I will be closed for 30 days. Please call me if you have any questions.]
Before Wei Ge could think about how to put it when calling his mother, a tall figure was standing next to him, typing something on the phone.
"Hello, there is a car parked in front of your supermarket, blocking my car. Can you move it?" Xing Zhao said nonsense seriously. Wei Ge looked up at Xing Zhao.
"Sorry, the car at the door is not mine. I can't leave now..." Wang Lin's voice came from the other side, the sound of the pulley of the roller cart, and bursts of light coughing.
"It's okay, the car owner is back. Sorry to bother you." Xing Zhao hung up the phone. Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao with a surprised expression.
"Detective?" Wei Ge asked.
Xing Zhao's series of actions just now seemed to indicate that he was trying to determine the whereabouts of the person on the other end of the phone through this call.
"High-tech." Xing Zhao opened WeChat on his phone, and Shen Che on the other side sent him a location.
【First Municipal People's Hospital.】
Although it is a hospital, it gives people a reasonable feeling.
Wei Mingzhe makes medical devices, and the First City People's Hospital is one of his biggest clients.
Their company's business is huge, and almost all the medical equipment in the city has been connected. Wei Mingzhe is often there at night, but it is still too strange for him to take a month off.
"Are you going?" Xing Zhao looked down at Wei Ge. The kid looked a little confused at the moment, but he would not help him make a decision.
He has lived for so many years and can basically guess what is going on. He believes that Wei Ge can guess it too. Now is the time for him to make his own choice.
"Go." Wei Ge turned around, "Thank you for your help."
Xing Zhao didn't say anything. The closer it got to night, the colder the wind became, and the leaves around him rustled. He took a step forward and half-crouched, zipping up Wei Ge's open coat in front of him and pulling it up to near his chin.
"Let's go." Xing Zhao stood up and tugged at Wei Ge's collar.
The wind that had originally entered Wei Ge's body was blocked outside the thick cloth in an instant. Wei Ge reached out and pulled it, then got into the passenger seat.
Wei Ge was often sick when he was a child. It might be because Jiang Lin was too young when he was born, or it might be because he didn’t like to eat when he was just born and didn’t get enough nutrition.
In short, his health was not very good and he was a frequent visitor to the hospital when he was a child.
He was very familiar with this environment of alcohol disinfectant mixed with a hint of blood, but Wei Ge didn't like it, so when he grew up a little, he started to eat supplements like crazy, and sometimes went out for a run at night.
As your immunity improves, you get sick less often.
The smell made him feel death and he was very scared.
Although Wei Ge is an adult, he cannot accept the departure of his family calmly, nor can he face life and death with ease.
So he would not commit suicide. Even if one day he really couldn't live anymore, living in pain would be more acceptable to him than dying happily.
"Hello, I would like to ask which ward Mr. Wei Mingzhe is staying in?" Wei Ge walked to the front desk and asked the nurse on duty at night.
The nurse looked up at him, first looking him up and down, then turned to look at Xing Zhao who was standing next to him, "I'm sorry, we can't disclose the patient's information casually. If you want to visit, you need to register your relationship."
"I'm his son." Wei Ge watched the nurse take out the registration book from the table. Just as he was about to sign his name, a woman's slightly sharp voice came to his ears.
"Wei Ge, right?"
Wei Ge turned around and saw the nurse who had taken care of him when he was a child. She was now wearing a badge of head nurse and had been promoted over the years.
He was a frequent visitor to the hospital, at least as a child.
When he grew up, Wei Mingzhe had always kept in touch with the hospital, so it was normal for someone to know him, but Wei Ge didn't remember the name of the woman in front of him.
"Aunt." Wei Ge smiled at the woman. Calling her aunt seemed too unfamiliar, and he really couldn't think of a last name.
"My child, you have grown up so much. I often hear your father mention you. He said that you are going to Lushui to study at university." The head nurse walked over quickly and grabbed Wei Ge's coat with both hands.
There were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and she wore a wedding ring on her hand; too much time had passed.
"How is my father's condition? I rushed back as soon as I knew about it." Wei Ge spoke, taking the initiative to test the waters.
The head nurse didn't say anything, but she sighed first. It would have been fine if she hadn't sighed, but once she sighed, she felt like something big was going to happen.
She adjusted the buttons on her cuffs with her left hand, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"I told you that Old Jiang couldn't handle such a big thing alone. I should have told you a long time ago." The head nurse reached out and took Wei Ge's hand: "Don't be too nervous. As long as this operation goes well, your father's life can be saved."
Xing Zhao could feel Wei Ge's body trembling uncontrollably, but the amplitude was very small. Perhaps he was trying his best to hide it in front of outsiders.
He took a step forward, put his arm around Wei Ge's shoulders, and held him within his support range.
"Which ward is he in? We couldn't get through to his mother on the phone. She must be busy." Xing Zhao spoke before Wei Ge.
Wei Ge leaned on Xing Zhao's body. Xing Zhao's hot palms were transmitted to Wei Ge's shoulders through his coat, and the boy subconsciously straightened his body.
The head nurse glanced at Xing Zhao, then at Wei Ge beside her, and without asking any other questions, she directly revealed the ward where Wei Mingzhe was.
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Wei Mingzhe was staying in a double room. He leaned on the pillow on the bed. He was obviously much thinner than the day Wei Ge went to school, and his lips were a little pale.
Jiang Lin watched him finish the food in the lunch box, and while packing up the lunch box, she said, "I won't be with you in the hospital tonight."
"Why?" Wei Mingzhe looked up at his wife. This man has become clingy since he fell ill. Jiang Lin always said that he was old and started to pester her.
Wei Mingzhe's bed was big enough that Jiang Lin could sleep on the side. The man in the next bed was alone every night. When he talked about Wei Mingzhe having his wife to accompany him, he raised his chin and looked a little proud.
His disease is not contagious, but he suffers from body pain in the middle of the night, which gets worse day by day.
Wei Mingzhe's recovery has not been good recently, but the couple are optimistic. The doctors and nurses are worried about their mental state.
Otherwise, the head nurse wouldn't have said that Jiang Lin couldn't handle it alone.
Wei Mingzhe's condition is getting worse and worse, and the success rate of the operation is actually not high.
"Your son is back." Jiang Lin thought for a moment and said, "And your junior fellow apprentice."
"Weiwei is back? And he brought Xiaoxing with him!" Wei Mingzhe's movements were a little bigger, and his body reacted when he was excited, and he grimaced in pain.
"Be gentle." Jiang Lin frowned at him and gently touched his body with her hands. Wei Mingzhe waved his hand to signal his wife that he was fine.
"Then you should go home now and cook some dishes that Weiwei likes. And Xiao Xing likes ribs, so buy some."
Wei Mingzhe gave the orders in a trembling state. If you didn't look at his pale face and slightly weak limbs, you really couldn't tell that he was sick.
"Xiao Xing is the same as you? He also likes to eat spare ribs?" Jiang Lin thought it was a bit of a coincidence. Her husband Wei had liked to eat spare ribs since they met.
At that time, he was studying for a master's degree, and Jiang Lin brought meals to Wei Mingzhe every day. It was not that he could not eat the food in the cafeteria, but Jiang Lin saw some daily lunch boxes on videos during that time and found them very interesting, so she volunteered to make lunch boxes for her husband Wei.
Wei Ge had also started elementary school at that time, so Jiang Lin prepared two lunch boxes every day, one for Wei Ge to take with her and the other for Wei Mingzhe at school.
He loves eating spare ribs, so Jiang Lin cooks them for Wei Mingzhe in different ways.
But Jiang Lin didn't know that Xing Zhao had eaten almost all the ribs during that period.
Xing Zhao had an argument with his family at the time, and his family blocked his credit card and he could not eat the food cooked by his aunt.
He is so rich that even if his card is blocked, he will not have no food to eat. He just can't enjoy the high-class meals.
That was very limiting. Xing Zhao looked down on the cheap food in the school cafeteria, so he went hungry.
People cannot always be hungry. If you don’t eat in the cafeteria during the day and don’t go home at night, your stomach will definitely be unhappy.
That day, Xing Zhao was so hungry that he almost fainted at school and was picked up by Wei Mingzhe. Wei Mingzhe originally wanted to send him to the hospital, but he heard Xing Zhao's stomach growling.
Wei Mingzhe's lunch box saved Xing Zhao's life.
From that day on, Wei Mingzhe began to provide meals for Xing Zhao.
The dishes and rice ingredients made by Jiang Lin were very good, and tasted better than those in the cafeteria, so Xing Zhao could naturally accept it.
Wei Mingzhe was afraid that Xing Zhao would lose face, so he kept saying that these lunch boxes were extra brought by his sister-in-law. Usually, he would take one box and throw one away. Now that Xing Zhao could share the burden every day, it was a great help to him.
Xing Zhao went to Wei Mingzhe every day to help him "share the burden".
In short, for a long time, Wei Mingzhe would go to the cafeteria to eat first, and then take the lunch box to find Xing Zhao. Xing Zhao ate very happily, and there were pork ribs in his lunch box every day.
So Wei Mingzhe deduced that Xing Zhao loves to eat spare ribs.
This is false reasoning. Xing Zhao wanted to ask several times why there were only pork ribs every day, but he only ate this one meal a day, so he decided not to complain.
How could a funded person complain that the funder didn’t give enough money?
It’s good enough to have something to eat, how can you be picky?
Jiang Lin packed up his lunch box and stood up, thinking about how to explain to Wei Ge and Xing Zhao why his father didn't come home when he got home in the evening, when he heard hurried footsteps coming from the door.
The door of the ward was pushed open. Jiang Lin, who was about to walk to the door, met the eyes of the two people at the door. Wei Ge lowered his head. Jiang Lin was holding the lunch box he had in high school in his hand.
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