Putting down the phone, Xue Laosan seemed to run out with a gust of wind.

Rushing to the gate, Xue Laosan ignored the obstruction of the gate, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the armed police soldiers on both sides were like spinning tops, staggering and crooked to both sides.

Seeing a three-wheeled car, next to the door, the key happened to be still inserted on it, Xue Laosan jumped up, kicked it, the locomotive roared, and ran out.

Xue Laosan has been blasting straight to the main gate of Songzhuzhai at the maximum speed, and even the sentry box at the mouth of the alley was rushed by him.

When he rushed into the door, Lao An's house was already very lively, there were many men and women, adults and children, Xue Xiang had basically seen them, all of them were Lao An's closest relatives.

A group of people did not enter the central hall, but scattered in the courtyard, each agitated.

Seeing Xue Xiang coming, Mrs. An Zaijiang was the first to greet her, reaching out to grab Xue Xiang's hand, her eyes were red, "Xiao Xiang, old man, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to!" ”

Because Xue Xiang helped her solve An Zaijiang's male root problem, the couple was so good that they gave birth to Lin'er early, so Mrs. An was the closest to Xue Xiang.

In the previous phone call, An Zaijiang was vague, only urging Xue Xiang to come quickly, but did not explain the situation.

Xue Laosan was still mentally prepared, and guessed that it must be the old man An's physical condition, however, guessing is one thing, and sitting down is another.

As soon as Second Mrs. An's words came out, Xue Laosan chuckled in his heart, and when he brushed it, his eyes turned red.

At this moment, Xue Laosan did not consider the political success or failure, he also knew that if Old Man An had three longs and two shorts, it would be a great loss to Xue An's two lines, who are now in the same boat through thick and thin.

Today, Xue Anyuan is the new leader, but Old Man An is still the real Dinghai Divine Needle. If the old man has three long and two short, it is unimaginable how big the shock will be.

Correct. At this moment, Xue Laosan didn't make any political calculations. The heart has long been surrounded by deep sadness and grief.

Over the years, Old Man An's help and care for him can be said to be indescribable, and in Xue Laosan's heart, Old Man An has already stepped into the ranks of relatives.

Without waiting for him to speak, Lao Wang, who was standing on the steps and looking anxiously, had already rushed over and whispered to the second lady. took Xue Laosan's hand and walked towards the house.

Walking through the uninhabited hall, Xue Laosan was dragged into Old Man An's study by Lao Wang.

The study room is still the same, small, old, no modern photos, more than a dozen candles illuminate the dark room.

The bitter smell of the thick medicinal soup permeated the room.

Seeing Xue Xiang coming, An Zaijiang, who was serving on the side, stood up abruptly and stepped forward, "Third child." You're here! ”

An Zaijiang's beard was unkempt, his eyes were bloodshot, and the whole person was haggard. It's obviously too sad.

Xue Laosan patted An Zaijiang on the shoulder, and did not pick up the stubble, but walked straight towards Old Man An on the hospital bed.

When he got to the edge of the bed, he squatted down and looked carefully at the old man on the sickbed.

This is an old face full of vicissitudes, compared to the previous few times, today's old man is simply a little strange.

The cheekbones are unusually high due to excessive emaciation, and the whole face seems to be wrinkled and wrapped in dead wood. The huge old age spots were shocking, and the cheeks were full of sickly red. The withered skin on his eyes was soft and drooping, and his breathing was so slight that Xue Laosan, the master of national arts, could hardly be inquired about.

Xue Laosan stretched out his hand and put it on the old man's wrist. Half a minute later, he put down his hand, "Third uncle, what's the matter, what's wrong with the old man?" ”

Xue Laosan is proficient in Chinese arts, which emphasizes the exercise of the human body, delves into it, and has no teacher to learn from the meridians.

Just now, he probed the pulse of the old man An and knew that the old man's life was fine, but his breath was weak and his body was very empty, but the specific symptoms were not something that he, a fake Chinese medicine doctor, could measure.

An Zaijiang said, "Last night, after dinner, the old man read a few newspapers, and began to study chess games, and tossed until the morning before falling asleep, who persuaded to listen, breakfast did not eat, but I slept until noon, got up, immediately shouted dizziness, Lao Wang hurriedly called me, when I arrived, the doctor on duty was already in the rescue, the old man did not last long, and fell asleep. I asked the doctor, said that it was a mild heart attack, and I barely came over, but the situation was extremely bad, and if it was not good to recuperate, I was afraid that it would not last long. ”

It turned out that the older Mr. An gets, the more impatient he becomes, the more he is addicted to chess, not only studying techniques, but also obsessed with collecting ancient scores, and he does not hesitate to stay up until late at night.

The elderly have a hobby of playing chess, which is an excellent entertainment and can prevent Alzheimer's disease, and if you are addicted to this, it will inevitably consume excessive brain power and hurt the body, and the old man does not pay attention to the rules of work and rest, and often stays up late.

And staying up late is a vice that hurts the body very much, young people often stay up late, and it is inevitable that they will be dazzled and heartbeat, not to mention the old man An.

Hold on, and after a long time, there will eventually be today's harm.

"Send to the hospital, why don't you send it to the hospital, hold it at home, what's the matter, third uncle, don't be confused!"

Xue Xiang was a little emotional.

Lao Wang said in a deep voice, "The old man doesn't go to the hospital, he doesn't believe in Western medicine, and he doesn't smell the smell of medicinal soup in a room. ”

After that, he rushed to the river again, "Now the old man's condition is barely stable, in the river, don't forget to get down to business." ”

An Zaijiang was stunned, slapped his forehead fiercely, and said, "Third child, you still have to make up your mind about the current matter, before the old man went to bed, he said two sentences, one is that he is not allowed to go to the hospital, and the second sentence is to find you over." ”

Xue Laosan pondered for a moment and said, "I understand what Lao Tzu means, if you don't go to the hospital, don't go, the rest of the matter, the three of us can't settle down, we have to wait for the uncle to come back." ”

Xue Laosan naturally knew that Old Man An was in a critical situation, and he did not forget the meaning of letting An Zaijiang find him over.

is nothing more than hoping that he, Xue Laosan, can take charge of the Liang for the An family when the old man is unable to take charge.

Xue Laosan knew that this was Old Man An's kindness, and it was also his unreserved trust in Xue Laosan.

If it was really a moment at this moment, Xue Laosan would definitely not hesitate to take over this heavy burden, but at the moment, it was far from being very critical.

The old man's condition is stable, and he has no worries about his life, and many things have room to toss and turn.

In addition, there are two people here, Jiang and Lao Wang, most of An's henchmen and generals are outside, and several pillars are not at home.

Some pay attention to it, Xue Laosan is not good to do, because no one will execute it after all.

The final plan still needs to be implemented by An Zaihai, so his first decision is to wait and wait for the arrival of a few pillars.

Old Man An's two sons-in-law were just to let Xue Xiang wait, and after Xue Laosan arrived, the two of them came one after another.

Zuo Qiuming's position has not changed, he is still the deputy minister who ousted him in the Central Propaganda Department, and he has only risen in the ranking of the party committee of the Central Propaganda Department, and there has been no actual progress in the party and local committees.

Chen Dao, the youngest son-in-law of Old Man An, is now the executive deputy director of the Third Supervision Office of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, a dignified and department-level cadre, and a rotational rank.

If he goes down to the local level, Director Chen will have to arrange a heavyweight vice provincial position.

Everyone has been away for a long time, and this time they met, in addition to visiting the old man and discussing his condition, they also had to have some greetings.

Zuo Qiu Ming and Chen Dao both knew the weight of Xue Xiang in the old man's mind, and it could be said that they were obedient to their words.

And now Xue is a hidden dragon soaring into the abyss, swaying thousands of miles, and has long been a giant tree towering to the sky, self-contained, Xue Xiang, as the prince of the Xue family, has an unlimited future.

In the hearts of Zuo Qiu Ming and Chen Dao nowadays, this Xue Yanei can be with him on the same day at his own expense, and during the conversation, Zuo Chen and the two are cordial, but also have a little more respect.

Xue Laosan was well aware of the reason for this change, and he would not break it, so he quietly accompanied the two elders to speak.

An Zaihai was in southern Fujian, and when he got the news, although he was in a hurry to return, but the two places were thousands of miles apart, although Xue Laosan urgently instructed Qi Rusheng to arrange a military plane, and when An Zaihai stepped into the house, it was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon.

Stepping into the hall, slamming the door, going to visit the old father in the room, asking about the condition, and turning back to the hall, the eldest prince An threw a tantrum at An Zaijiang, "An Laosan, do you have a brain, how old a person, nothing is light or heavy, Dad's business, can it be publicized, it's a big deal!" ”

At first glance, the god-like old man is now lingering and sick, dying, and An Zaihai's mood is unprecedentedly bad.

Entering the house, and then seeing the groups here, where are the clusters, the old and weak, women and children are everywhere, and the ignorant karmic fire of An in the sea immediately rushed out of three thousand zhang, and there was nowhere to go, so naturally there was only to come to An Zaijiang.

An Zaihai's fire is not good, An Zaijiang's anger is not good, how can An Zaijiang have a good mood, tossing for a day, the water and rice have not hit his teeth, he is already haggard, and then he was scolded by An Zaihai for no reason, and immediately, An Zaijiang's heart was also secretly ignited, "Second brother, you have fire, find a place to spread it yourself, what are you yelling at me?" Did I leak out about my father's illness? Why am I so stupid, I took a big horn and shouted everywhere, so I told the third child and the two brothers-in-law, what, you said the three of them, who are the outsiders? ”

An Zaihai glanced at the audience and said in a deep voice, "How did the news leak out?" ”

"You ask me, I ask who to go!"

An Zaijiang snorted, took out the cigarette case, and was about to smoke, when he suddenly remembered his father in the room, snapped, and slapped the cigarette on the chair again.

"In the sea, my father is sick, you are in a hurry, who is not in a hurry, as soon as you come back, you will train this and scold that, what is this also for?"

Zuo Qiu Ming spoke in a cold voice. (To be continued)