After talking to that Director Wei, Wang Ming saw that he was stunned and seemed to be contemplative, and he knew that the old-timer in front of him probably understood what the effect of adding this medicine would be.

"Dean Zhang, it seems that the medicine I mentioned seems to be in conflict with Director Wei's current treatment plan. Don't know what you're looking for me? ”

Not wanting Dean Zhang to stay here and make Director Wei and the other doctors cramped, Wang Ming walked forward while talking with Dean Zhang, Professor Lin and others.

"Actually, it's nothing, I heard that Lao Lin has been looking for you, and I happened to meet you here today, so I accompanied Lao Lin to have a look."

Seeing Wang Ming's appearance of walking and hearing Wang Ming say this, Dean Zhang thought that Wang Ming was not very proficient in this aspect of the disease, so he accompanied him to leave with Wang Ming's face.

Professor Lin, who was walking next to him, heard Dean Zhang say this, and he couldn't help but feel contempt for his old friend in his heart.

obviously wants to dig Wang Ming into his own hospital, and he has to use himself as a shield, which is really uninteresting.

"Yes, it just so happened that I was wandering around Lao Zhang for a long time, and I was about to leave when I met Mr. Chen. At that time, when I talked about you, Dean Zhang also heard us mention you, and knew that you came to the hospital, so we came over to have a look. ”

Although he had a lot of slander against his old friend in his heart, on the surface, Professor Lin also cooperated with Dean Zhang's words.

While talking, Professor Lin was also thinking in his heart about finding an opportunity to kill the two bottles of good Moutai in this old friend's house in the past two days.

Zhao Yunmin, who followed out of the ward and wanted to send Wang Ming away, was relieved to see Wang Ming and Dean Zhang and the others leaving together, and immediately said hello to Wang Ming and returned to the ward to take care of Li Yufei.

Wang Ming returned to Zhang Xiaohu's ward while talking to Professor Lin, Dean Zhang and others.

Zhang Xiaohu still hasn't woken up, and the mute girl Hui'er has to stay in the hospital to take care of Zhang Xiaohu.

Originally, according to Dean Zhang's intention, he wanted to invite Wang Ming and Chen Wanzheng to have dinner together with Professor Lin in the evening, but Wang Ming and Chen Wanzheng wanted to send Grandma Chen back to the orphanage.

So Wang Ming comforted the mute girl Hui'er after seeing that Zhang Xiaohu's condition was fine, and then sent Grandma Chen back to the orphanage with Chen Wanzheng.

After an afternoon delay, when Wang Ming and Chen Wanzheng sent Grandma Chen back to the orphanage, the red sunset had sunk into the low houses on the edge of the city, and several half-grown children leaned against the door in front of the dilapidated orphanage, looking at the path leading to the orphanage.

When she saw a small car coming slowly, when Grandma Chen got out of the car, there was a commotion, and several children ran happily or slowly, and then there was a question of chatter.

"Grandma, why haven't Sister Hui'er and Brother Xiaohu come back yet?"

"Grandma, Brother Xiaohu is going to take me to dig the bird's nest......"

"Grandma, I'm hungry and want to eat......"

"My clothes are rotten, and I want to ask Sister Hui'er to help me sew ......"

……

At sunset, at the gate of the dilapidated orphanage, several children with dirty faces and big or small faces were talking around the old man.

Their clothes are either half-new or shabby.

They have skin on their bodies, dirty or messy.

Their eyes, black and white.

A child's world is only pure good and bad, thinking about those around them who are good to them.

It's pure, it's simple.

……

The twilight of the setting sun always gives people an inexplicable sadness and discomfort, and the scene in front of them makes people feel a little sad and depressed for no reason.

After Wang Ming sent Grandma Chen back, seeing that everything in the orphanage had been settled in a short period of time, he left with Chen Wanzheng at the same time, and avoided this inexplicable sadness.

The orphanage, together with the mute girl Hui'er in the hospital, was all transferred from the company by Chen Wanzheng, the real estate boss, to help. It seems that after knowing this real estate boss, there are many big and small things that trouble him.

On the way back, it was already nightfall, Wang Ming did not let Chen Wanzheng send him back to the hotel, but followed Chen Wanzheng to the Second People's Hospital.

When he rushed to the hospital to visit Dong Lao in the morning, he was in a hurry, and with the arrival of Secretary Zhang of the Municipal Party Committee, Wang Ming did not have the opportunity to visit Chen Wanzheng's son's condition.

At this time, seeing that Chen Wan was busy with his own affairs, Wang Ming felt quite sorry in his heart. After coming to the Second People's Hospital, he first went to Chen Wanzheng's son's ward, and then did a follow-up examination for him, which left a prescription for conditioning and recovery according to his physical condition.

After doing all this, Wang Ming was relieved and ready to rush back to the hotel. Just now on the way to the Second People's Hospital, 'uncle' Hua Mingyang called and asked him to go back to eat together.

Chen Wanzheng, who had been with Wang Ming for almost a day, saw Wang Ming running back and forth for a busy day, and there was almost no time to spare. But in the evening, he didn't even bother to eat, so he came to do a follow-up examination for his son, and left a prescription for special instructions.

When Wang Ming left his son's hospital room, Chen Wanzheng insisted on taking him back to the hotel. In the face of Wang Ming's resignation, Chen Wanzheng's wife also persuaded her to let her husband personally send Wang Ming back.

Through a series of contacts with the orphanage, Chen Wanzheng knew that Wang Ming came to visit his son's illness so late after a busy day, and it was not entirely for money. It's how much he inherited his favor in it.

Invisibly, the private friendship between the two has deepened a lot.

Sometimes, it's like that between people. Through mutual contact and communication, there are a series of observations, giving, and gains, so as to produce some feelings of appreciation, retention, estrangement, and intimacy.

Some people have become passers-by, some have become ordinary friends, some have become close friends, and some have become lifelong friends......

……

Because Huang Jiali, the manager of the 'One Lock Heaven and Earth' antique shop, was already waiting at the entrance of the hospital in a car, Chen Wanzheng and his wife did not insist on sending Wang Ming back.

And after Wang Ming visited Dong Lao's body again, he rushed back to the hotel in Huang Jiali's car.

When Wang Ming returned to the hotel, his 'uncle' Hua Mingyang had already ordered the meal and waited for some time.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

Looking at the time on the phone, it was almost half past nine in the evening, and Wang Ming couldn't help but ask when he saw Hua Mingyang.

The table was full of food, and Hua Mingyang sat in the corner of the round table waiting for him.

"I just came back with some arrangements, just waiting for you to eat. Come, the food is freshly prepared, wash your hands, and eat it while it's hot. ”

Seeing that Wang Ming was back, Hua Mingyang's heart also fell, and then beckoned Wang Ming and said.

"You eat first, I'll wash my hands and come."

Hua Mingyang didn't even care much about the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor of Huayang City, so what did he need to do in person, and he didn't eat so late?

Regarding what Hua Mingyang said at the moment, although Wang Ming knew that what he said was not necessarily true, he still had a little warmth in his heart.

When Wang Ming came back from a simple wash, Hua Mingyang didn't move his chopsticks. Seeing Wang Ming coming back, Hua Mingyang brought the meal to Wang Ming.

"Yesterday, I saw that you like to eat chili peppers, so I asked the chef to make a few spicy dishes. In the afternoon, I heard Lawyer Qin and Zhou Yunxiang say that you also like to eat dishes with shiitake mushrooms, and I also made a few. I don't know if it's all right for your appetite, eat more. ”

While serving food to Wang Ming, Hua Mingyang moved a few dishes on the table to Wang Ming's side.

"Appetite, appetite. You eat with ...... too."

How can a person like Zhou Yunxiang, the head of the provincial capital of a jewelry company, pay attention to such a trivial matter as who likes to eat what dishes when eating?

Listening to Hua Mingyang's words, a burst of strange emotions surged into Wang Ming's heart. He brought a bowl of rice to Hua Mingyang with both hands, and after sending it to him, he lowered his head and ate silently.

Just like the last time I was in that roadside restaurant, I was eating at the moment, but the emotions in my heart were becoming more and more precipitated.

……

In the huge hotel private room, Hua Mingyang and Wang Ming ate together.

It's not a delicacies from the mountains and seas, it's not a delicious food and wine, and there's no beauties to accompany you.

Just some home-cooked side dishes, a few bowls of home-cooked meals, and a pot of hot soup to warm the stomach.

The meals eaten by the two were incompatible with the magnificence of the hotel, but under Hua Mingyang's intentional arrangement, Wang Ming felt the taste of 'home', tasted the taste of 'relatives', and smelled the warmth of 'family affection' under this 'incompatibility'.

During the meal, or felt the subtle changes in Wang Ming, Hua Mingyang didn't say anything, just silently accompanied Wang Ming to eat.

But this quiet atmosphere did not last long before it was broken, and Hua Mingyang's mobile phone rang at an inopportune time.

Hua Mingyang, who was frowning, wanted to turn off his mobile phone, but when he saw the phone number, he was overjoyed and hurriedly connected the phone.

"Dad, you're trying to exhaust me to death. I just want to go to the mainland to have fun, and by the way, look at my cousin, and you sent me a drudgery to go abroad. I'm in the nursing home now, and I've seen my aunt. ”

As soon as Hua Mingyang's phone was connected, his son Hua Feng's voice came.

"Is your aunt doing okay? You must take care of her on the way to the mainland, and if something goes wrong, don't come back! ”

Hearing his son's voice and learning that he had arrived at a foreign sanatorium, Hua Mingyang confessed with joy in his heart.

Because he couldn't get out, Hua Mingyang didn't worry about others sending his sister Hua Mingyu back from a foreign sanatorium. In addition, he had some other plans, so he asked his son Hua Feng to rush abroad to pick up his sister and return to China.

Although his son is a little frizzy, he is always a trusted relative, and it is even more foolproof if there are cronies of the company next to him to follow him to do this matter.

Hua Mingyang glanced at Wang Ming as he spoke, and sure enough, Wang Ming, who was eating, immediately stared at him when he heard his words.

"Auntie, she is still the same as last year's New Year, holding a rag doll as a baby all day long. Alas. Now it's okay, I've found my cousin, and I don't have to hold a rag doll anymore. But she doesn't even recognize me, can she recognize my cousin? ”

It is rare, Hua Feng, who has always eaten, drunk and had fun, and did not know what to worry about, actually sighed at this moment, and said in a somewhat depressed tone.

"You hand the phone to your aunt, and I'll give it to your cousin. Let him listen to your aunt's voice and talk to her again, and see how your aunt will react. ”

After a moment of silence, Hua Mingyang explained to his son Hua Feng and handed the phone to Wang Ming, who had been staring at him.

"Son, your cousin has rushed to your mother's nursing home. Listen to your mother's voice and talk to your mother. You'll be able to see her in two days. ”

While handing the phone to Wang Ming, Hua Mingyang's hands trembled slightly, and his tone was quite bitter.

Wang Ming hesitated for a moment, and then quickly took the phone and leaned to his ear.

A young man's voice came from the phone: "Auntie, my dad has found my cousin!" Don't think of a rag doll as my cousin all day long! You've found your son! Come, auntie, say a word to your son. ”

When the young man's voice died away, only a faint silence remained.

Wang Ming listened quietly, wanting to hear what might be his mother's voice.

I want to hear the voice that should have grown up with him......

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