At this moment, I don't know how long it has been, and there is a kind of brain-bursting pain that runs through his whole head, Qu Guangquan forcibly opened his eyes

"Wake up, wake up!" a female voice rang in her ears.

"Doctor!'re awake!" said a middle-aged man's voice.

A young Asian doctor in a dirty white coat with pimples hurried in from outside, with a hanging stethoscope that was unusually rough, not like a Hopkins hospital outfit!

Was it kidnapped?

"Who-are-you?" Qu Guangquan hurriedly wanted to turn over and sit up.

"Hehe, the young man speaks English well!" laughed the pimple doctor, "It looks like he's awake and can speak English." ”

Qu Guangquan shook his head, what's going on?

The Huaibei dialect of the soil is scum!

I haven't heard the old man's words for ten years!

"Where-am-I?" Qu Guangquan asked, staring at the doctor's pimple. "Now*the-vaccine-to-which-step?"

"What? I don't learn English well, what are you going to say?" the doctor looked puzzled, and reached out to touch Qu Guang's full head.

Qu Guangquan looked at the pimple's outstretched hand, and there were still traces of ink, and hurriedly dodged back, "I'm asking where I am now." ”

"Hospital!" Ignoring Qu Guangquan's resistance to his ink hand, the pimple directly put the stethoscope into Qu Guangquan's heart and lungs.

Qu Guangquan lowered his head and saw that he was actually wearing a tattered denim suit, and he had obviously lost a lot of weight, he couldn't help but be surprised, and when he raised his hand, he found that his hand had obviously changed, skinny but ruddy and elastic.

Qu Guangquan hurriedly looked around, it really couldn't be a high-end hospital like Hopkins Hospital-

The ward was very dim, and a simple stand hung a bottle of glucose infusion with a Chinese character label, which was actually a large infusion in a glass bottle.

What's even more ridiculous is that it is not to use disposable infusion equipment to infuse yourself.

The quilt on the hospital bed still smells musty!

What kind of hospital is this!

Only the hospital in my hometown a few decades ago was like this!

How long have you been in a coma?

"Doctor, can you tell me what day of the month it is?" It is estimated that it is a domestic doctor specially arranged for him by the gangsters, and this doctor is estimated to have been kidnapped! Qu Guangquan felt that he should not speak English, perhaps speaking the dialect of his hometown, so that he could better understand his situation.

"I don't know what day of the month it is! April 30th! Aren't you just on holiday?" the doctor put away the stethoscope: "Everything is normal, there is no problem!"

It's July 8th to celebrate in the lab, but I've been in a coma for nearly a year!

"May 1, 2021?"

"What, 2021?hehehe, is your brain really bad?" The doctor laughed: "Hey, you don't know in 1988!?That, Zhang Xiaoli, isn't his EEG very good?"

A nurse in a white lab coat handed over an examination sheet and patted her chest with her small hands: "In 2021, oh my God, I don't know what it will be like to be old!"

The doctor and nurse checked the test report several times, confirmed the test results, patted the middle-aged man next to the bed on the shoulder and said: "It's really fine, maybe I'm a little confused, 2021, hehe, science fiction movie?

The middle-aged man turned around, "Xiao Quan! No matter how hard the headache is, you won't even know what year it is!"

Square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a bit of a beard, isn't this Uncle Dawei?

However, now that you have to be in your 70s, how can you still be so young!

"Are you Uncle Dawei?"

"I'm not your Uncle Dawei, or who is it!" Uncle Dawei shook his head, "You kid is going to scare me to death!"

Uncle David is so young, 1988, I can't explain it!

Qu Guangquan was so confused, could it be that something had crossed over?

"Where's my dad?" Qu Guangquan asked tentatively, if he really crossed over, he would have traveled to 1988, and he might still be able to see his father!

"There is an urgent matter in the factory, so let your father hurry up and go back. Originally, your father brought you to the hospital, didn't he ask me to take care of you in the hospital on his behalf. ”

Qu Guangquan froze!

You can do it all over again!

It's really 1988, and I was thrown back to 1988 by time!

On the evening of April 30, 1988, in the Qiaozhou People's Hospital?

Uh, I remembered. Now he should still be a sophomore in the Olympiad class of Qiaozhou No. 1 Middle School, a divorced single mother Liu Guixiang had surgery for breast cancer, and she pulled down a lot of classes, and was pulled by an English tutor to participate in several assemblies, and her grades plummeted.

In the first semester of the sophomore year, he also took the first place in the class, and the second-to-last in the class in the midterm exam this semester, the head teacher informed his father Qu Changlong to go to the school to talk.

In the school office, the father who was scolded by his mother as Chen Shimei actually counted all his faults on the English tutor with one mouth.

At that time, when I grew up as a single parent, I felt that there were two people in the world, one was my mother, and the other was the English tutor.

As a result, one got cancer and may have to leave him, and the other went to Yanjing, saying that he would never come back if he didn't do anything big.

My mother was reluctant to reveal it to this Chen Shimei when she had cancer, and the English teacher told her not to listen to the old stubborn prejudice before leaving!

The last thing I want to see at this time is this Chen Shimei, and I don't want to hear his accusations against the tutor. In a fit of rage, he rushed out of the office and jumped directly from the upstairs balcony!

Many years later, in the accounts of countless people, Qu Guangquan understood that he would always have a very high status in his father's heart.

lived in Shuanggang Town, Huaishang, with his mother, but Qu Guangquan has always enjoyed the treatment of children in Qiaozhou City. From food and clothing to newspapers and magazines that children in the city don't necessarily subscribe to, there are only them.

Even if you can come to Qiaozhou to go to high school, you can't pass the exam yourself.

Although he won the first place in the Huaishang County High School Entrance Examination with a high score of 685 from Shuanggang Town Middle School, the school he applied for was indeed Huaishang County No. 1 Middle School, and it was his father Qu Changlong who used his relationship to contact the principal of Qiaozhou No. 1 Middle School, and was recruited, and was directly sent to the best class of No. 1 Middle School - Olympiad Class.

During the Olympiad class of No. 1 Middle School, I was able to go to the cram school to receive one-on-one tutoring in English. It was charged by the hour, and it was 10 yuan an hour, and a person's monthly salary was less than 200 in those days. Qu Guangquan can actually enjoy one-on-one tutoring for four hours a week.

In Qiaozhou, every time the school contacts parents, it is to contact his father Qu Changlong, no matter which time, his father is the first to rush to the school.

Dad is the director of Qiaozhou Pharmaceutical Factory, a completely busy man!

In the late 80s, the factory directors of small and medium-sized state-owned enterprises were not as busy and difficult as later generations could imagine.

From production to sales, from leaders to small soldiers, from conveying the country's major policies to caring for the food, drink and Lazar of employees, and even the divorce of employees and making trouble, the factory has to be evaluated.

The little nurse looked at Qu Guangquan's face with remorse on his face, and couldn't help but sigh: "Study hard! I heard that every year, a few of our No. 1 High School Olympiad class are admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University! If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

Regret it for a lifetime!

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and Qu Guangquan remembered something that he really regretted for the rest of his life-

On the eve of May Day in 1988, my father Qu Changlong died suddenly in the office of the director of the pharmaceutical factory!

The dashing jump back then is definitely one of the reasons.

No, tonight we can't say anything about this tragedy again!