Chapter 4: Returning Home, Indecisive......

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone shocked the family of three, especially his wife He Xue, who was really afraid of something, however, when she looked down and saw the caller ID on the mobile phone, she smiled, did not hesitate, and did not return the mobile phone to her husband, but directly swiped the screen to answer, "Dad, I am Xiaoxue." ”

"My phone is dead, we're on the road, just got on the highway, um, um, he's driving, um, uhh. ”

"When will it be ...... time for you to ask" He Xue groaned slightly, and glanced up at Zhao Nan, "Tomorrow morning at the latest, maybe I have to rest for a while in the middle, yes, yes!"

"Dad, you and my mother should pay attention to their bodies, rest early tonight, what kind of work, leave us to go back to do it, okay, don't worry, safety, he drives, you don't know yet! Safety, yes, okay! Dad, you must not worry, sleep well!"

After He Xue finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue at Zhao Nan, but fortunately, the phone was charging and turned off.

"Dad is here?" Seeing his wife hang up the phone, Zhao Nan asked.

"Look at what makes you nervous, are you scared!" He Xue said with a hint of ridicule, "Don't worry, it's not Li Yiping." ”

"You, what nonsense!" between himself and Li Yiping, he definitely had a clear conscience, and what made Zhao Nan angry was that it was always inappropriate to talk about this topic in front of the child, so he glared at He Xue and yelled.

He Xue also realized her slip of the tongue, "I'm kidding you, can't I just play around?"

Zhao Nan stopped talking, lowered his head and packed up the gifts he wanted to take back, there was a sentence in his mouth, but he couldn't open his mouth, on the way back from the hospital, he heard it from the on-board traffic radio, Wuhan was closed down, and the city's buses were suspended, it seems that the epidemic has been quite serious, otherwise the first-level response will not be initiated.

On the eve of the lockdown of Wuhan, 2.9 million people left Wuhan and went to all parts of the country!

Spring Festival, these two words, carry the joy and happiness of many families. However, as a doctor, Zhao Nan had another layer of worry, and after some psychological struggle, he plucked up his courage, alas! sighed, but he still couldn't speak.

On the issue of going home for the Spring Festival, Zhao Nan and He Xue have different opinions.

The reason why Zhao Nan doesn't want to go back is mainly worried about the epidemic, as a doctor, he has been paying attention to the situation in Wuhan for a long time, if the epidemic comes, he can't stick to his post, to put it seriously, it is desertion and dereliction of duty.

In the matter of the epidemic, he doesn't want to enjoy the quiet years and let others carry the weight for him, which is his bottom line as a doctor.

Another reason is that it is for her daughter Xiao Ran, 2020 is the year of her daughter's college entrance examination, and it stands to reason that she should take advantage of this last winter vacation.

He Xue insisted on going back to her hometown, and she also had a reason, her younger brother He Lei died not long ago, and she married away from home, her parents were nearly seventy years old, and she had already endured the pain of white-haired people sending black-haired people, she didn't want the two old people to have a lonely Spring Festival, although there were younger brothers-in-law and little nephews, after all, people had to go back to their parents' homes for the New Year.

After packing up his things, Zhao Nan realized that the Wuhan epidemic was developing at an unexpected speed, and after thinking about it again, he decided to stay, however, he mustered up his courage again, but he came up with a sentence, "Let's go!"

At this time, he suddenly remembered the promise he made to He Xue at the beginning, at that time, he was still in college, although they were not in the same school, they had been in love for more than three years.

"Xiaoxue, let's get married after graduation!" Zhao Nan took He Xue's soft little hands and officially proposed to her.

"I, I haven't thought about it yet!" He Xue lowered her head shyly, although she loved the man in front of her deeply, but where she went after graduation, the families of both sides, and what made her hesitate was that the two families were not in the same place.

Zhao Nan's family is in Huangming City, and He Xue's home is in a rural area near the Loess Plateau, not to mention anything else, if she is really married, where to spend the Spring Festival every year is a difficult problem to solve, she doesn't want to quarrel before the Spring Festival every year.

Seeing He Xue's hesitation, knowing what she was worried about, these questions, they usually communicated.

"Xiaoxue, don't worry, I swear, every Spring Festival in the future, you will be on the same side as you say! If you regret it, let me ......" Zhao Nan wanted to continue, but He Xue covered his mouth.

"What's the fuss? aren't you going!" He Xue said a word, pulling Zhao Nan back from the memories of his youth.

"Oh, let's go!" Zhao Nan hated his indecision a little......

An hour later, Zhao Nan finally drove out of the bustling city and got on the Lianhuo Expressway.

"Husband, you drive slowly, let's not be in a hurry, ah!" No matter how angry you are on the phone during the day or at home, you can see that He Xue's mood is still good at this time, driving at night, safety first.

"Well, Xiao Ran, you and your mother are sleepy, don't always hold your mobile phone and look at it!" Zhao Nan glanced from the rearview mirror in the car, his daughter sitting behind him was concentrating on playing with her mobile phone, he frowned, he was about to take the college entrance examination, and there was no sense of urgency at all.

"Got it, Dad, I'll talk to my mother for a while after reading this chapter!" the daughter replied, and lowered her head into the phone.

"Ran, what are you looking at? He Xue tilted her head curiously, wondering what her daughter was looking at, the college entrance examination had entered the countdown, it seemed that her daughter didn't know how to be in a hurry, whether it was time to talk about it, she wanted to find a suitable opportunity.

Hearing his mother's inquiry, Zhao Xiaoran did not hide it, but his body twisted slightly, avoiding He Xue, "An online novel "The Legend of the Counterattack of Teenagers", serialized on the Chinese network, read it immediately, and will talk with you later, Mom, you will talk to your father first, don't worry, I can't hear!

"This girl!"

"Let's listen to music!" Zhao Nan turned on the radio casually.

“...... The main content of the nightly news is ,...."The radio is a standard female voice, and then it is replaced by a magnetic male voice," and the State Council held a meeting on the joint prevention and control mechanism for the pneumonia epidemic caused by the new coronavirus. ”

Female voice: "The National Health Commission has reported the epidemic situation, and as of today, a total of 830 confirmed cases have been reported, and all departments have been notified of joint prevention and control to resolutely curb the spread of the epidemic. ”

Male voice: "Hubei launched a first-level response to deal with the new coronavirus epidemic ......"

Female voice: "Wuhan closes the passage from Han, all ......"

"Xiaoxue, let's ......" Zhao Nan wanted to speak and stopped, but did not continue, a melodious melody sounded on the radio, which was the old song that his wife loved to listen to.

The road in front of him was a little dim, Zhao Nan turned on the high beam, trying to make his sight farther, a feeling of escaping from the battlefield, he was deeply ashamed, I am a doctor! Am I still a doctor? The two voices were tangled together.

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry, tears begin to dry, ah, it is difficult to see each other ---, it is difficult to say goodbye to ah, ---- wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry......"

It's Hong Kong star Sister Xiaofeng's "Don't Be Difficult", at this time, this song was actually played on the radio, Zhao Nan seemed to remember that Sister Xiaofeng seemed to have been born in Wuhan, Zhao Nan's heart tightened suddenly, it seems that this place has become the focus of national attention.

His wife was singing to Heng, "...... The wax torch turned to ashes and tears began to dry, and tears began to dry...... "She likes this Xiaofeng sister's style very much, she is really like a song, as the singer himself said, I am the song, the song is me."

"Mom, you're crying!" "Go! Read your novel!

"After reading it, hehe, Mom, I'll talk to you......" The daughter leaned over and leaned on her mother, He Xue.

"Xiao Ran, have you figured out which major you want to apply for?" Zhao Nan didn't look back, and asked casually.

"I have thought about it for a long time, I will be a colleague with my mother in the future, she is Teacher He, I am Teacher Zhao, I want to be like my mother, to be a silent people's teacher. Zhao Xiaoran was lazy in her mother's arms, didn't move, and gave the answer without thinking.

My daughter has loved literature since she was a child, especially for Tang poetry and Song Ci, and her goal is very clear, Chinese language and literature.

"Good daughter, it seems that you don't understand your father's mind. He Xue hugged her daughter, and her daughter coaxed her well, He Xue patted her daughter on the shoulder lovingly, "Your father wants to pull you to his side and inherit his ideals and career." ”

He Xue has always been very generous in this regard, she does not fight with her husband, and she will not persuade her daughter to follow her footsteps, because she has already been like her daughter said, moisturizing things silently, imperceptibly, and pouring her love and feelings for Chinese language and culture into her daughter's body cells.

"I don't like the things that come in from foreigners, Dad, you know, your daughter is very traditional, I want to inherit the most traditional things in China, if I have the ability, I will carry it forward, even if it is the most ordinary, I will pass it on." ”

Worried that Zhao Nan would be angry, she added, "Dad, don't be angry, if I study medicine, I will also choose Chinese medicine." ”

According to Zhao Xiaoran's understanding, anatomy is the most basic content of Western medicine, and the introduction of Western medicine and surgery to China, although in some aspects solves the things that cannot be explained by traditional Chinese medicine, after all, it is still too superficial, and it completely relies on the power of science and technology to study biological laws, which sounds unreliable!

Far from being so broad and profound that it is enough to impress oneself to fall in love with it, just like judging whether a watermelon is ripe, Western medicine means cutting it directly, or drilling a hole to observe, and even they will develop a perspective instrument .......

Traditional Chinese medicine, on the other hand, uses means such as slapping and watching to produce different sounds and color changes...... This regularity is studied,......

Which one is more mysterious, even a fool can see it, standing in Xiao Ran's position, the two are completely incomparable.

"Hehe, daughter, it seems that you still don't know much about Chinese surgery, the story of Hua Tuo and Ma Boiling San, have you heard of it?" Zhao Nan drove the car very steadily at this time, "Hua Tuo used anesthetics to do surgery, 1,600 years earlier than the West, and the surgery that your father learned is not Western medicine in the simple sense, and to a certain extent, it is also a Chinese heritage!"

The speed slowed down and slowly drove to the right into the service area.

Hua Tuo's beloved son Fei'er, accidentally ate poisonous fruit and died, so that Hua Tuo triggered inspiration, invented anesthetic, in memory of his son, named "Ma Boiling San", whether it is a legend, or a real historical event, Hua Tuo's invention of Ma Boiling Powder is an indisputable fact, so think about it, surgery has a long history in China.

Although it was night, there were not many people in a hurry, and the high-speed service area could be seen everywhere, people with various types of masks did not communicate with each other, and passed by in a hurry, and Zhao Nan's family simply went to the toilet.

"It's the second half of the night, you two can sleep for a while!" Zhao Nan turned up the temperature of the warm air.

"Well, husband, I've worked hard for you, you will rest when you get home, and I will do the work at home. He Xue adjusted her posture and tried to make herself as comfortable as possible, only by lying comfortably can she sleep for a long time, and muttered, "You still can't sleep, Xiao Ran ......"

"I'll see if the novel is updated, the author will have a change at one o'clock in the second half of the night every day, and go to sleep after reading it!" Zhao Xiaoran replied casually, and turned his body to the other side.

In Lihegou Village, the whole village is immersed in the night, and there is a family in the east of the village, but the lights are on for a night.

"What time is it?" the old man He Chuntian turned over, not sleepy at all.