Miao'er's Santana followed Zhang Bo's Chery far behind, and they went out of Xiacun to cross the river bridge, and went straight west to Wencheng. In half an hour, I came to China Construction Bank. Fortunately, the bank was not busy, so there was no need to queue up, set up a gold card, deposited money, and collected 10,000 yuan. The card is kept by Zhang Bo.

"The motivation of the masses is really great." Zhang Bo sighed.

"Why didn't Dean Miao's car come?" Liu Yang asked.

"They went straight to the hospital." Zhang Bo said, the gloomy clouds suddenly rose and crossed in an instant.

"What's going on?" Meng Lingjun asked.

"Zhu Rong myocardial infarction, coronary heart disease." Zhang Bo said with a lot of emotion.

"Have you called Shi Yan?" Liu Yang understands things very well.

"Not yet," Zhang Bo said, "Let me tell her how." ”

"Tell the truth, face it." Liu Yang has a clear mind.

"Shi Yan is her closest person, and she should be informed." Meng Lingjun thought of this.

"I just sent her away in the morning, and I should have just arrived in the provincial capital at this time." Zhang Bo analyzed and said.

"Let's fight." Liu Yang said.

"Let's fight!" Meng Lingjun was concerned about Zhang Bo: "Don't complain about you, once you can't see you." ”

"Look at what is being said, now transferred to the intensive care unit, there is a possibility of recovery. Shi Yan has just entered the school, which will not affect her learning. "Zhang Bo thinks too much.

"Brother Zhang, you also have times when you are confused." Liu Yang was a little anxious, so angry that he sat in the car.

"Let's go to the hospital first, and drive quickly." Meng Lingjun urged.

"I should go to the hospital first." Zhang Bo is very stubborn.

In front of the intensive care unit of the People's Hospital, Miao Er and Li Yilan were standing by the benches and waiting. No one said a word. Li Yi sat on the bench and drooped his head, as if the four types of people had committed a crime.

Zhang Bo, Liu Yang, and Meng Lingjun hurriedly walked over.

"What is the situation now?" Liu Yang asked Yilan.

"You ask me, I ask whom, and I won't let you in." Li Yilan was obviously very emotional.

"I'll ask later, don't worry." Miao Er kept calm and said to everyone.

Door openings. A beautiful female doctor walked out, thin, with two talking eyes exposed outside the mask.

"Doctor, has the patient woken up?" Miao Er stepped forward and asked eagerly, and everyone gathered around.

"She's strong, and she'll wake up soon. Avoid long conversations and avoid irritation during visits. The doctor's voice was clear in his ears.

Everyone pushed the door in, and they all stood in front of the bed, handsome people, like a lazy mermaid lying on the hospital bed. is still inhaling oxygen, doing ECG monitoring, and his face has a little ruddy complexion. The drip is still dripping, very slowly, only a dozen drops per minute.

Zhu Rong opened his eyes tiredly. She looked at the people around the bed in a trance, and raised her hand a few times before raising it. Li Yilan was full of sadness, stepped forward to hold Zhu Rong's hand, and two lines of tears fell on Zhu Rong's hand. Zhu Rong smiled tiredly.

"Sister, I'm fine, don't cry." Zhu Rong smiled gloomily and said, "There is no one who is not sick. ”

"Zhu Rong, how do you feel?" Zhang Bo bowed down. looked at Zhu Rong's eyes and said guiltily: "It's all my fault." Forgot to take care of you. ”

"Don't call Yan, it will affect her studies, just left." Zhu Rong looked at Zhang Bo approvingly.

"I didn't call her, I know what you think." Zhang Bo nodded and said.

"Well, I'm relieved." Zhu Rong was very happy. There is no sorrow.

"You rest, the doctor said to rest more." Miao Er said: "You can't talk for too long. ”

"Zhang Bo and I don't seem to have seen each other for hundreds of years, I, I want to say a few words." Zhu Rong said that she really wanted to say it!

"Good. Say it slowly, save some effort. Li Yilan reminded her.

"Zhang Bo, if I hadn't come back to life, where would you bury me?" Zhu Rong said in a dream after having a dream.

"I will bury you next to Senior Brother Ji and let him accompany you over there." Zhang Bo told her seriously, but although he was reluctant to say so.

"You know me, and I know you." Zhu Rong was a little sad, but she didn't shed tears.

"Yes, you know me, I understand you, you live with me." Zhang Bo's heart throbbed, and the tide began to rise like the sea.

"When I die, accompany him." Zhu Rong looked at Zhang Bo with a smile: "Are you jealous?" ”

"I'm not jealous, I'll go to the cemetery to see you often." Zhang Bo burst into tears, and he stroked the hand that gave the infusion.

"What would you think if you also died, it was the same world?" Zhu Rong died and had an inner thought, but this idea was something that Zhang Bo had for a long time.

"I went to see you with Xu Rong, went to see Shiji, we are neighbors, we are relatives, we are sisters, and we will be together forever." Zhang Bo's tears fell on his own hands, flowing down his own hands on her hands, flowing between her fingers.

Liu Yang, Ling Jun, and Li Yi all turned around and walked out, all shocked by Zhu Rong and Zhang Bo's words, and they couldn't cry, but they all choked up.

"My underworld is at the foot of the Wofo Mountain, and there are locust flowers in the locust forest under the mountain, I will make a locust flower banquet for you and Xu Rong, brew a kind of acacia wine, and invite many friends in the underworld to drink and dance." Zhu Rong seemed to have regained his strength, and said so much in one breath.

"At that point, I'll still be a doctor, and you'll still be teaching. I make the children healthy and lively, and you make the children healthy and lively mentally. Zhang Bo didn't cry, just stroked her hands, and their hands were wet and melted together.

Miao Er and Yilan both walked out of the hall with red eyes. Miao Er hoped that Zhu Rong would be strong.

Zhu Rong closed her tired eyes, she was tired, because of heart problems at that time.

"Reclining Buddha, lying in the hall, watching the people plant grain fields, beating grain, tens of millions of stones, and the people burn incense to repay their wishes. In front of him knelt and made a vow, and behind him stood a kiss on his face. The reclining Buddha let out a fart, like singing a big drama in front of the door. Don't be ashamed, girl, the young man lifted your red hijab. You two turned on the heel in bed and gave birth to a litter of baby heads. Those who are officials, go to study, praise officials for their careers, farm the land, carry hoes, and the coming year will be full of warehouses. Zhang Bo was carrying the ballad of reclining Buddha for an hour, and Zhu Rong fell asleep peacefully, with a smile of happiness and satisfaction on his face.

"It's time for me to go, Mom, I'm gone. When the dawn is silent, and you stretch out your arms in the darkness to hold your child sleeping on the bed, I will say: The child is not there. Mom, I'm leaving. Zhang Bozhi said that Zhu Rong would miss Shi Yan very much at this time, so he recited this poem that his daughter forwarded to her mother.

"I'm going to be a breeze caressing you, I'm going to be a ripple in the water, kissing you and kissing you when you bathe." Zhang Bo saw Zhu Rong smile and continued to recite.

"On a windy night, when the rain is dripping among the leaves, I will hear my whispers when you are in bed, and when the electric light flashes into your house through the open window, my laughter shines in with it. If you lie awake in bed and think about your child until late at night, I will sing from the stars, "Sleep, Mommy, sleep." Zhang Bo was deeply integrated into the poem, and he was moved by Shi Yan's love for Zhu Rong.

"I sat on the moonlight wandering around, and sneaked up on your bed, and lay on your breast while you were asleep. I'm going to become a dream, from the crevices of your eyelids, into the depths of your sleep. When you wake up with a surprised look. I flew away like a shining firefly. Zhang Bo's tears were like springs, dripping in Zhu Rong and his hands.

"When the children of the neighbors come to play in the house on the day of the Puye Festival, I melt into the sound of the flute and shake in your heart all day long." Zhang Bo stopped, and he saw the common heart of Zhu Rong's mother and daughter.

"It's beautiful." Zhu Rong woke up, she seemed to have walked a long way, and she woke up after resting for a while, in fact, she was falling in Zhang Bo's tears, the magnetic voice.

"Tagore is as understanding as a sweet kitten." Zhang Bo said.

"Shi Yan is very well-behaved, she has already penetrated from the slight slit in my eyelids to the depths of my sleep." Zhu Rong opened his eyes.

"She made you sleep like a century, and time didn't stand still." Zhang Bo said that the gorgeous ultra-long time and space gave Zhu Rong a special day off.

"The flute has become her, she has become her mother, and her mother has become her, and this naughty daughter must have been left to me before leaving." Zhu Rong is a teacher, and she understands literature, science, poetry and painting.

"When I got her in the car, she asked me to forward this Tagore song "Farewell" to you. Very talented to read Tagore's poems, this Indian lord. Seeing that Zhu Rong was getting better, Zhang Bo felt a lot more relaxed, and he was not crying. (To be continued......)