Chapter 112: Admission
Ling Li thought about it for a long time, and suddenly remembered where she saw the name "He Shengyu".
That seems to be the corn seed involved in the horizontal fund project that was seized before Nanzhiyi.
She quickly dug out the information about the project in Nanzhiyi's hand when the seizure was lifted before.
At first glance, it was not true.
In the summer-sown corn area of the Huang-Huai-Hai Plain, the area of corn planted is about 6 million hectares, accounting for more than 30 percent of the country's total, of which more than 3 million hectares are planted in Haidong and Qiongnan, two major agricultural provinces in the north, reaching more than half of the Huang-Huai-Hai Plain.
The source of funds for a horizontal capital project in the hands of Nanzhiyi is precisely in the Hesheng seed industry, which has a place in the summer corn seed market in Haidong and Qiongnan.
The problem that Nanzhiyi has been tackling in recent years is to help Hesheng solve the problem that the firmness and grain size of their company's main corn variety "Heshengyu" are affected under high temperatures.
The corn seeds and shengyu of Hesheng seed industry are drought-resistant, not easy to lodging, and have high yield, but the seed setting rate is not high under high temperature, and the seeds are small.
Pinyou Qianhao is susceptible to high temperature plague, and Shengyu high temperature firmness deviation, these two problems seem to be related to high temperature!
If Nanzhiyi succeeds, the Hesheng company, which was originally struggling in this area, may have a big boost in morale.
At this time, if it is revealed that the fatal defect of seeds that Nanzhiyi has led the research on susceptibility to plague at high temperatures, let the farmers "just happen" to know that it is also Nanzhiyi who is trying to solve the problem of high temperature of "Heshengyu" seeds.
And being able to use the lawsuit to disgust Nan Zhiyi a few times, seize his account at every turn, affect his work process, and slow down the progress of the project, is obviously a bonus of paying high lawyer fees and freezing 60 million liquidity.
At the end of this last email, Tian Zhengyan found out about the relationship between Changling and Sheng Qianhe.
It is rumored that the two had a cooperative relationship in the early days, but later it seemed to have collapsed, and there were even arguments between each other and foreign experts at the exchange meeting organized by the Ministry of Commerce and foreign experts.
They are all figures with heads and faces with a net worth of hundreds of millions, and they can roll up their sleeves in public to make trouble, presumably between these two people is not a small contradiction that can be resolved in a few words.
Therefore, Tian Zhengyan made the reason why Changling set up a bureau to frame Nan Zhiyi, which was actually aimed at Sheng Qianhe's reasoning.
This is also the second point of contact between Nanzhiyi and Yamazaki Seed Industry in addition to Pinyou Qianhao!
After reading the information, Ling Li hurriedly called Tian Zhengyan.
Tian Zhengyan didn't pick it up, and hung up when the bell rang.
Half a minute later, he sent a brief message: Five days later, we will go to Haidong to collect evidence, and we will go to Sheng Qianhe.
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was about to leave, and it was the first time to go to the north, Ling Li didn't know what luggage to bring, so she went home early, and made plans to pack up early, so as not to panic like the last time she went to Changshan.
After going upstairs and putting away the bag, Ling Li wanted to go downstairs to help, but it wasn't until he got out of the door of the corridor that he realized that the shop downstairs was closed, and there was no trace of opening the door.
She was a little stunned, and always felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, I found that it seemed that before she went to Haidong, her uncle did not come to open a store.
According to the practice of previous years, the shop will start to open normally until the 20th day of the first lunar month at the latest, because my uncle said that the outsiders who work in other places nearby also come back around the 20th of the first lunar month. He has been running a restaurant here for 20 years, and these people have always been the main source of customers, and they can't be left without a place to eat.
Therefore, seeing that the New Year has passed, my uncle and aunt have not yet come to open the store, which is very unusual.
Ling Li comforted herself, maybe the two elders wanted to rest for a few more days, but suddenly remembered that in the past, her cousin always had to call her to have a meal to see her off before leaving, and this year, I never heard them mention eating together.
She was faintly uneasy, went upstairs with a heavy heart, took out her mobile phone and dialed her uncle's number.
Uncle's phone rang more than ten times and no one answered, after the first call was hung up, Ling Li called again, but there was a sound of shutting down the phone from the other side.
She was stunned and started calling her aunt again.
The phone rang more than ten times and there was no response, and when Ling Li thought that no one was answering again, suddenly the phone was connected with a click, and a somewhat tired male voice came from the earpiece: "Hey." β
Ling Li was a little stunned, she only felt that this voice was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.
When there was another sentence of "Xiao Li" on the other side, she realized that it was her cousin Zhang Jianwen's voice.
She was a little surprised: "Cousin? Is that you? Why haven't you returned to Flower City yet? β
Zhang Jianwen's education is not high, after graduating from junior college, he worked in a company in Huacheng, and his income was longer than that of Luodu, but it was also a little difficult to cope with the expenses there, so his wife and son did not go over.
In previous years, Zhang Jianwen took the Spring Festival with annual leave, but he would return to the company after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and he never stayed in the twentieth. This time, it is unusual to stay for so long.
Suddenly, Xiao Bao's somewhat coated demeanor and the abnormal temperature of his palms flashed in his mind that night, Ling Li's heart tightened, and he subconsciously asked: "Won't it be Xiao Bao......"
Before she could finish speaking, she covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that she would become a prophecy.
The other side was silent for a while, and finally Zhang Jianwen's voice was a little choked: "We are in the Second Affiliated Hospital, Xiaoli, if you are free, come over." β
In the afternoon, in the corridor on the third floor of the inpatient department of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Funan University, Ling Li looked at Zhang Jianwen, who had lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a few days, and his uncle, whose eyes were a little red and swollen, and his heart was like a knife.
The medical school of Funan University has several affiliated hospitals. Among them, the affiliated dental clinic is the best dental hospital in China, followed by the first affiliated hospital, which is also a well-known general hospital, where Zhong Chengheng has worked before.
The Affiliated Women and Children's Specialized Hospital, referred to as the Second Affiliated Hospital in Funan, is one of the top women and children's hospitals in the southwest region.
As one of the best children's hospitals in the west, the second affiliated hospital has a booming business, and it is often difficult to find a bed, unless it is really serious and incurable, the doctor will not accept it at all, but Xiaobao has lived here, and the situation is not optimistic.
Ling Li's prediction really came true. After his uncle's family returned from Mandala, Xiaobao began to have a fever. At first, it was a low-grade fever, and the family didn't care, thinking it was just a cold, so they went to a nearby clinic and prescribed some medicine.
As a result, a few days later, it became a high fever that did not go away, and the child kept crying and screaming, and his face became more and more pale.
On the night two days ago, Xiaobao had a fever of 40 degrees, and the family finally panicked, and took Xiaobao to the Second Affiliated Hospital overnight for examination, and saw an emergency department at that time.
After waiting in line for hours, I finally saw the doctor. After the doctor inquired about the condition, he learned that Xiaobao had a fever for several days, and the effect of antipyretics was not good.
Half an hour later, the results of the blood test were not too good.
The white blood cells are high, the hemoglobin is low, and the platelets are normal. The doctor was not at ease, so he prescribed another peripheral blood test list, which was this list, and sent his uncle's family to hell.
Peripheral blood naΓ―ve cells reach 30 percent.
Hearing this result, Ling Li chuckled in her heart, and three words popped out of her mind: leukemia.
Sure enough, the doctor's pre-diagnosis results were the same as Ling Li's guess, leukemia was suspected, and a hospitalization order was quickly issued for Xiaobao to undergo further examinations.
And when Ling Li called, it was when Xiaobao was doing a bone marrow aspirate to further diagnose whether it was leukemia.
He is a child who is just over a year old, but he struggles to the point where several adults can't hold it down, and you can imagine how painful it is.
After the bone piercing, Ding Wenhua, who cried breathlessly like Xiaobao, and his aunt took Xiaobao back to the ward and hung water to reduce the fever.
And Zhang Jianwen and his uncle have been staying outside the pathology laboratory, waiting for the results of bone piercing.
"You don't know what Xiaobao has been crying into, crying to the end, and he can't cry anymore......"
Zhang Jianwen leaned against the wall and covered his eyes, but he couldn't hide the thick nasal voice in his voice, and the slight tremor between the words.
Suddenly remembering Xiaobao's chubby and fluffy little hands, the tip of Ling Li's nose also began to sour.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ling Li lowered her eyes, her heart like a knife.
Zhang Shouzhen opened his mouth and said to her: "You have been busy day and night these days, we think we should wait for the results to come out, what if there is a false alarm?" Moreover, even if the disease is the disease, the doctor said, there is an eighty or ninety percent chance of cure. β
After speaking, the uncle forced the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the smile was really bitter, more ugly than crying.
Ling Li felt very uncomfortable, leaning against the cold wall of the hospital corridor, anxiously waiting for the result.
When I got the test report, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
When my uncle received the fluttering medical certificate from the doctor, his hands trembled, and his eyes seemed to have some anticipation and some fear.
The moment he saw the conclusion on the paper, his lips trembled slightly and he couldn't say a word, but his eyes darkened.
Ling Li looked at his pale face, and had a bad premonition in his heart, so he hurriedly went up to take a look.
When she saw "acute lymphoblastic leukemia, initial onset", there was a buzz in her head, and the noisy sounds around her were far away.
Even if she was mentally prepared, when this cruel result was presented in front of her, she still couldn't stop feeling distressed.
Such a young child, but suffering from such a serious illness. The result was not good, and although the three of them were not depressed, they all remained silent, and dragged a little heavy step back to the hospital bed on the first floor.
It was a four-person room, and Xiaobao's bed was on the side closest to the door.
Nowadays, children are treasures, often accompanied by a child and several adults, but the four small windows of this room are crowded with more than a dozen adults, people come and go very noisy, and children cry from time to time, and the footsteps in the corridor from time to time.
But Xiaobao had tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he had fallen asleep, and it seemed that he had been tossed so much that he had no strength these days.
Ling Li looked at Xiaobao's pale and slightly puffy little face, clenched her palms tightly, and her nails were embedded in the flesh for a while, but she couldn't resist the dull and painful feeling in her heart.
The cousin also followed, patted Ding Wenhua on the shoulder, and pulled her to the corridor. Thinking about it, it was to tell Xiaobao the results of the examination, and his aunt also went out, and it was replaced by his uncle and Ling Li guarding Xiaobao.
My aunt seemed to vaguely know the result, and she had a nervous expression, but she smiled reluctantly before going out, gave her a look, and said, "Xiaobao has a fever so easily, and now that I sleep, you can be quiet." β
Ling Li looked at the anxious look in her eyes, imagining how heartbroken her aunt, who loved Xiaobao the most on weekdays, would be when she learned the results of the examination?
It's just that no matter how painful and struggling it is, what we have to do now is to be strong as a family, face the disease together, and support Xiaobao for a piece of heaven.
She took a deep breath and whispered to her uncle, "No matter what, you still have to cure ......"
Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, as if something was coming.
Ling Li subconsciously closed her eyes, only to feel that the position of her forehead to the bottom of her left eye seemed to be crossed by something sharp, and there was a tingling pain.