Half an hour later, in the emergency room of St. Paul's Hospital.

Huo Yaowen, Luo Qiaozhen and Zhang Chengyi hurried over, and as soon as they arrived outside the door of the emergency room, they saw Zhu Wenqing walking back and forth anxiously.

Zhu Wenqing immediately greeted him: "President!"

Huo Yaowen asked, "How is the situation of Wu Lao now?"

"Editor-in-Chief Wu was sent to the rescue room 40 minutes ago, and he hasn't come out yet. ”

"Medical... What did the doctor say?" Zhang Chengyi heard this, and his heart was so anxious!

He and Wu Liande have known each other for more than 20 years, and the relationship is very good, and when he heard that his old friend had not come out of the rescue room for dozens of minutes, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky, and he was dizzy and at a loss.

Seeing Zhang Chengyi's body shaking, as if he was about to fall, Huo Yaowen hurriedly helped him sit on the chair next to him, and comforted: "Teacher, don't get excited, Wu Lao is still in the rescue, and the specific situation will have to wait for the doctor to come out." ”

Seeing this, Luo Qiaozhen immediately ran to the nurse's station not far away, borrowed a cup from the nurse, poured it full of hot water, and brought it over.

Huo Yaowen said: "Teacher, drink some water first." ”

Zhang Chengyi took the cup in confusion and held the hot water cup for a while before looking up at Zhu Wenqing and asking him: "Manager Zhu, what did the doctor say when Lao Wu sent it? Why did you faint during the meeting?"

Zhu Wenqing looked at Huo Yaowen hesitantly, and when he saw the president nodding, he replied: "When I sent it, I heard from the doctor that Chief Wu had a stroke. But don't worry, Mr. Zhang, the doctor said that it was delivered in time, and there would be no big problem. ”

"Stroke......!"

Zhang Chengyi didn't expect his old friend to have a stroke, this disease is not a small disease, even if it is sent in time, there will always be a lot of problems.

Huo Yaowen was also nervous, in his previous life, his grandfather had a stroke, which caused the left half of his body to be paralyzed, and he lay in bed until he died.

"Stepping on ......"

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded.

Four or five people from Ulala came running in from outside.

One of the middle-aged men, just about to walk to the nurse's station, suddenly glanced at an acquaintance sitting on a chair outside the emergency room door, and hurriedly ran forward and said, "Uncle Zhang, how is my father!"

Zhang Chengyi saw that the person who came was Wu Liande's son Wu Jiajia, and said uncomfortably: "At home, your father is still rescuing, and he has had a stroke." ”

"Stroke!" The Wu family's complexion changed, and everyone in the Wu family who came behind them also frowned.

"Click"

The lights in the emergency room suddenly went out, the door was opened from the inside, and everyone looked around to see a middle-aged doctor in a white lab coat walking out.

The Wu family stepped forward quickly: "Doctor, how is my father?"

"How's my grandfather, doctor!"

Grabbed by the arm by a few people, the doctor did not push away these anxious family members, and said with a slightly tired look: "The old gentleman sent it in time, the operation went smoothly, and the life was saved, but you should also know that stroke is a difficult disease to treat, although the operation is successful, but there may be a certain degree of hemiplegia after the operation, and your family members must be psychologically prepared." ”

"I know, thank you, doctor. Wu Jia nodded.

"You're welcome, the old gentleman will be sent to the intensive care unit when the anesthesia is over, and a nurse will come to inform you at that time. ”

With that, the doctor turned and left.

While still talking between the Wu family members and other family members, Huo Yaowen stepped forward and said, "Mr. Wu." ”

The Wu family was puzzled: "Are you?"

"The contemptible Fok Yaowen is the president of the HKU Press. ”

"Oh, hello President Huo. ”

"Mr. Wu, let's go over and talk?"

The Wu family thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

When the two were about to find a place where no one was to talk, Huo Yaowen thought of something and said to Zhu Wenqing behind him: "Manager Zhu, you can also come over." ”

"Yes. ”

In a moment, the three of them came to the emergency fire exit of the hospital.

Wu Jia took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave it to Huo Yaowen and Zhu Wenqing, took out a lighter, lit it for himself, and took a puff silently.

"Mr. Wu, the matter of Mr. Wu ......"

Before Huo Yaowen finished speaking, he only heard Wu Jiadao: "President Huo, I know what you mean by looking for me, but my father's stroke has little to do with your publishing house, and you don't have to blame yourself." ”

While speaking, Wu Jiajia took a puff of cigarette fiercely, spit it out again, and slowly continued in the smoke: "When my father was the editor-in-chief of your society, I persuaded him, a person of age, and high blood pressure, at home, go out to drink tea with old friends, and enjoy his old age in peace, but my father is a person who can't stay idle, and after the closure of the Liangyou Publishing Company founded in the early years, he has been haunted in his heart. Therefore, since I became the editor-in-chief of your company, my father came home every day, and although he was tired, he smiled a lot more than before, and as a child, I was naturally happy for him. ”

Hearing this, Huo Yaowen sighed slightly, even if the Wu family, as the son of Wu Lao, did not blame him, in fact, he felt uncomfortable, not to mention the friendship of working with Wu Lao in the past two years, just asked him to go out of the mountain to help the publishing house, and now he has a stroke due to work, and it is very likely that he will be paralyzed in the future, which makes Huo Yaowen's heart blame himself.

Thinking that Wu Lao always joked with himself and said that he was a person who "eats idle food", Huo Yaowen's heart was even more uncomfortable.

"President Huo, you don't have to blame yourself. ”

Wu Jiajia saw Huo Yaowen's sad face, and comforted him very understandingly: "My father often told me that the greatest joy in life is to be busy with the career he loves, and he was able to serve as the editor-in-chief of the University of Hong Kong Press in his later years, even if he suffered a stroke, he may not regret his choice." ”

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Ten minutes later, Wu Lao, who was finished with anesthesia, was sent to the intensive care unit.

Director Huang also came over as soon as he learned about this. On the side of the HKU Press, many department editors-in-chief also came to visit Mr. Wu.

Because of the large number of people who came to visit Wu Lao, the intensive care unit could not accommodate so many people, and he was worried about Zhang Chengyi's health, Huo Yaowen said a few words to the Wu family, and sent the teacher home with Luo Qiaozhen.

After sending Zhang Chengyi home and asking his wife to take care of the teacher, Huo Yaowen left with displeasure.

On the way back.

Luo Qiaozhen looked at Huo Yaowen, who was silent and had a gloomy face, and comforted: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, you can relax." ”

"I know this, but I just lament that the world is impermanent. ”

Huo Yaowen was indeed a little sad, but it didn't come to that point, today he originally wanted to go to the foundation first, let him go to the Hong Kong University Press, and then go to Yaowen Book Publishing Company.

But who knew that this trip was only the first stop, and there was a stroke hospitalization of Wu Lao.

Seeing this, Luo Qiaozhen didn't say anything more, and concentrated on driving.

Huo Yaowen looked sideways out of the window, the street scenes on both sides were rapidly regressing, and in his empty mind, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Send me to Yaowen Book Publishing Company." ”

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An hour later, inside the editor-in-chief's office of Yaowen Book Publishing Company.

Yao Wenjie was stunned for a few seconds, and said in surprise: "Dong... Chairman, do you want to republish "Liangyou"?"

"Why? can't you?" Huo Yaowen asked rhetorically.

"Yes, yes. ”

Yao Wenjie thought for a while, and said: "Speaking of which, Wu Lao's "Good Friends" has been republished in Hong Kong in 54 years since it was suspended in the mainland, but because of the economic situation in Hong Kong at that time, it did not sell very well, so it was stopped again in 58 years, and it is feasible to resume publication now, but now there is no pictorial magazine in Hong Kong, and I don't know if there is still a reader market." ”

Huo Yaowen shook his head and said: "You don't have to worry about this, readers must have it, "Liangyou" has been published for so many years, and it has a certain reputation in Southeast Asia and even the global Chinese community, and we can say that it is much simpler than starting a new magazine." ”

As the name suggests, "Liangyou" pictorial is mainly based on paintings and photos, founded by Wu Lao in 1926, and ceased publication in the mainland in 1945, and in 20 years, it was published in eight folios, with a total of 172 issues, containing more than 400 color pictures and more than 32,000 photos.

In the past 20 years, the pictorial has reported on the development and changes of modern Chinese society, the turbulence of the world situation, the figures from all walks of life in the military, politics, academia and business, social outlook, culture and art, drama and film, historical sites and scenic spots, etc.

At that time, there were sales on all five continents of the world, and it is said that wherever overseas Chinese lived, there were "good friends", and it won the reputation of "good friends all over the world".

At that time, there was a comment: "With the volume of "Good Friends" in hand, scholars and experts do not think it is shallow, and the village couples and children do not think it is profound. ”

"Good Friends" can be said to be a current affairs magazine comparable to the American "Time"!

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