All Chapters_Chapter 137 Ningcheng Meets the Dead

Mo Wantong was angry and glared at the mobile phone in his hand and sulked at herself, how could Tang Shengming have an important woman in Ningcheng? Why hadn't she heard of it at all? Could it be his first love, Xu Mo? Yes, yes, why hasn't there been news of that woman for so long, Tang Shengming won't hide her in Ningcheng, right?!

"Sister?" Yang Cheng stood on the steps and watched for a while before Mo Wantong called out to sister.

Mo Wantong, "Huh? "I feel like I've been stunned for a long time!

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Ningcheng, where the earthquake is no better than that of N City, is ruined everywhere, and the whole city is shrouded in a mess, full of volunteers and camouflage officers and soldiers for earthquake relief.

In Ningcheng Hospital, there are seriously injured people everywhere, and the corridors are full of that kind of wire beds.

The communication and transportation of the whole city are paralyzed. Tang Shengming and Gu Ziyue stepped on the gap of the seriously injured in the First Hospital to inquire about Jiang Mingxuan's whereabouts. The doctors and nurses in a hurry didn't know what to ask.

The aftershocks were still dangling from time to time, and people everywhere were panicked and ready to flee the city.

After inquiring for more than an hour and finding nothing, the phone was paralyzed. Tang Shengming and Gu Ziyue directly found the dean, and Tang Shengming's first sentence was, "Are you the dean here?" ”

The dean, whose hair was a little gray for a while, nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, what's the matter with you?" ”

Tang Shengming pursed his thin lips, "I'm from Jiangcheng, and I'll temporarily allocate 10 million disaster relief funds to your hospital, and make a list of what you need as soon as possible." I want to inquire about a patient, who was sent as soon as the disaster occurred, Jiang Mingxuan. ”

The gray-haired dean was stunned by Tang Shengming's aura and generosity, and immediately ordered the secretary next to him to quickly check Jiang Mingxuan's ward according to the arrangement, and then arrange for someone to quickly count the most scarce materials and equipment in the hospital.

Ten minutes later, the president's secretary reported that Jiang Mingxuan was in a ward in the first department of surgery, but at this moment, Ningcheng Hospital no longer distinguishes between high-level wards and ordinary wards, and has become ordinary wards, and each ward is crowded with many seriously injured people.

The person on the dean's side gave the printed list of urgently needed materials to the dean, and Tang Shengming handed it directly to Gu Ziyue, "First find a way to get in touch with our people, send these things to Ningcheng Hospital as soon as possible, and let Mr. Jing donate 10 million to this hospital in the name of SM Charity Fund." ”

The dean took Tang Shengming to Jiang Mingxuan's ward in person.

The busy doctor saw the dean personally driving and thought that the dean had come to inspect the ward, but as a result, the dean asked solemnly, "Which patient is Jiang Mingxuan?" ”

Without waiting for Jiang Mingxuan's family to talk, let alone the voice of the master behind him, the dean directly said to the assistant behind him, "Assistant Xue, hurry up and arrange for Ms. Jiang to be arranged in the office for governance!" ”

Tang Shengming did not refuse the dean's proposal, which was also his temporary plan. There are four wire beds in a four-bed ordinary ward, and the smell inside is no different from that of the ruined epicenter outside.

When he saw Jiang Mingxuan with gauze wrapped around his head, Tang Shengming pursed his lips tightly and walked over, and at the moment when his eyes met, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was feeding Jiang Mingxuan water with a water cup, the boy turned around along Jiang Mingxuan's line of sight, and saw a Tang Shengming, who was covered in dust but still as outstanding as he saw on TV and magazines, "Brother, ......"

Tang Shengming frowned slightly and looked at the sunny boy, then looked at Jiang Mingxuan with a puzzled gaze, and opened his thin lips lightly, "Let's go to the dean's office for treatment first, and then take you to Jiangcheng for treatment when it's not a big deal!" ”

Jiang Mingxuan was mainly cooking in the kitchen, when he suddenly got earthquaked, he was hit in the back by the pots and pots in the closet, the back of his head was a little serious, and the others were better, and the whole person was unconscious at that time, and his husband and son called Tang Shengming as soon as they were in a hurry. This is the first time that Jiang Mingxuan's husband has called Tang Shengming in so many years, and he is worried that Jiang Mingxuan will not wake up like this.

Jiang Mingxuan blinked his eyes at this time, "Why are you here?" ”

Tang Shengming pursed his lips and lowered his eyes and didn't speak, and the boy next to him poked Jiang Mingxuan, "Oh Mom, how did you talk, my dad and I called my brother, and you were unconscious...... So, as soon as the two of us were in a hurry, we called my brother. ”

Jiang Mingxuan nodded and looked at the boy, "Your dad?" ”

The boy hurriedly gave up his seat to Tang Shengming, "Go home and cook, the forecast at this time says that the aftershocks will not break to us, but it is better not to live upstairs at night, I will buy a tent later." ”

Jiang Mingxuan, "Did you call your sister?" Is she okay? ”

The boy waved his hand, "Yes, she's fine, there's nothing wrong with them, but my sister said she booked a ticket for the night, and I'm still waiting for her phone to ask what time the flight is, but unfortunately now the communication is paralyzed and I can't get in touch." ”

Jiang Mingxuan stroked the gauze wrapped around his forehead, and said to the boy, "An Ming, pour your brother a glass of water to drink." ”

The boy named An Ming was pulling something under the bed, "I'm looking for it in the duffel bag, and I bought several bottles of mineral water here." Got it. As he spoke, the boy took out a few bottles of mineral water and handed them to Tang Shengming and the dean and assistant on the side, "Brother, dean, sir, you drink water." ”

The dean and assistant waved their hands to the boy after arranging, "We don't drink or drink, and now we are short of supplies and keep them for Mrs. to drink." As he spoke, the dean smiled at Tang Shengming and said, "Mr. Tang, this will be arranged for you immediately." ”

Tang Shengming didn't say anything, took the water bottle in the boy's hand, opened the lid and took a big sip directly, and said to everyone in the ward: "Soon a large number of supplies will be distributed to you, and you won't have to be treated in such a difficult environment." ”

The dean then continued Tang Shengming's words, "Yes, yes, this Mr. Tang from Jiangcheng has donated a large number of disaster relief materials to our hospital, if it is soon, it will arrive at our hospital tomorrow afternoon, and everyone's medical environment will be improved." ”

The patients and their families thanked the dean politely, and thanked the cold and pretending Mr. Tang, but they didn't know which way it was? Anyway, the common people call him a big-headed ghost! If you donate, you can use it, you don't have to use it in vain!

Soon, someone came over and transferred Jiang Mingxuan to the dean's office with a mobile bed.

Jiang Mingxuan said to Tang Shengming: "No need! I'm just a skin trauma, this EEG has also been done, and the results will come out tomorrow, and now my head doesn't hurt anymore, it should be fine, and I disturbed the dean's office. ”

Tang Shengming's thin lips opened lightly, "What did the dean do when he was in such a mess, hurry up and go over to the doctor and wait for you to do an examination." Tang Shengming asked the dean and the attending doctor to give Jiang Mingxuan a thorough examination again to avoid any sequelae.

Due to the large number of patients being delivered, it was a problem to walk in the corridor, and the moving bed could not pass through at all. The boy said, "Forget it, Mom, I'll carry you into the elevator!" ”

Jiang Mingxuan waved his hand, "This kid, my legs and feet are fine, what to do on my back, I can go by myself." ”

While arguing, Jiang Mingxuan's husband came with a lunch box, and nodded when he saw Tang Shengming, "Sheng Ming, it's here so soon." Thank you! I'm sorry for you, your mother's situation was a bit special at the time, and I was worried, so I ......"

Tang Shengming kept his eyelashes drooping, "Thank you, you called me as soon as possible." Let's not talk about this for now, and quickly transfer the people to the dean's office. ”

In the end, Jiang Mingxuan's husband stuffed the luggage and the things in his hand to his son, "Give it to An Ming, walk in front of your brother, and I'll carry your mother over." ”

Jiang Mingxuan glared at her husband, "You don't have to carry it, and you didn't drop your legs and feet, you are really strange." ”

In the end, Jiang Mingxuan did not twist her husband, and was carried out of the ward directly by the man.

Jiang Mingxuan said cautiously: "Oops! Wen Jun, you are not strange, why did you carry me when you just recovered from a serious illness? I'd better come down and walk on my own. ”

The man threatened: "Jiang Mingxuan, get on your stomach!" If I fall again, I can't afford to pay this responsibility~" Didn't you see the two sons of the other people following back and forth!

Jiang Mingxuan, "Okay, okay, I won't move, you, can you do it?" It didn't take long for my body to recover. ”

Can you do that man? Very dissatisfied, he shook the woman on his back, "Don't call, it's as thin as a hemp stick, why can't I even carry your weight, don't talk." ”

The boy walked in front, Tang Shengming put his hands in his trouser pockets and still dragged crookedly, looking expressionless, but he was also touched by this scene for a moment. It seems that Jiang Mingxuan has never returned to Jiangcheng to see him for so many years, it turns out that she is very happy! has a husband who loves her so much, has a son, and I heard that there is a daughter! No matter how hard you work in life, no matter how rich you are, how can you compare to the person who once held your hand when you were half a hundred!

After Jiang Mingxuan was arranged in the dean's office, the top surgeon did a detailed examination and determined that there was nothing very wrong, but there were multiple abrasions on his back, and a big hole in the back of his head had been sutured.

Jiang Mingxuan refused to go to Jiangcheng to be hospitalized, and finally promised Tang Shengming to stay in the dean's office for a few days, and after the stitches on his head were removed, he went to Kyoto with his husband and son for a few days, and when the wound was almost recovered, Ningcheng would return to peace, and then it was estimated that An Ming would also resume classes.

Tang Shengming rarely talked to Jiang Mingxuan and her husband from beginning to end, and occasionally could say a few words with that An Ming.

In the end, Tang Shengming said bluntly: "I don't care what kind of gentleman's agreement they signed back then, you don't go back to Jiangcheng, but this time it involves the safety of several of you, especially you, since you don't want to go back to Jiangcheng for medical treatment, then I will contact the people in Kyoto and arrange the best hospitals and doctors." ”

Jiang Mingxuan frowned, "Don't bother, I'm not ...... nothing."

At this time, An Ming, who came back from picking people up from outside, shouted: "Mom, Dad, my sister is back." ”

Everyone in the room looked back, "You? He ......" The woman who was stunned at the door stared at the eyes that were about to fall out, and pointed at Tang Shengming, who had a calm face and slightly frowned, with her big O-shaped mouth, couldn't say a word!