The weather is getting colder and colder, and even the sun is frozen into a crystalline body that only emits light, and does not emit a single heat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The cold wind teased the dead leaves and tortured passers-by, Yuliang stood under the street sign of the bus, his body was cold, his heart was cold, and his disappointment and helplessness condensed into a cloud of sadness on his face.

Yang Wenhan went to the hospital to see the site of the planned construction of the complex, and learned about the relevant situation from the leaders of the hospital, and felt that the bottom line in his heart was greater. On the bus back to the office, not long after leaving the gate of the hospital, Yang Wenhan saw Zhang Yuliang waiting for a bus on the road.

Yang Wenhan shouted to the driver, "Stop!" He patted the shoulder of the secretary sitting above the front seat with his hand, pointed at Zhang Yuliang and said, "Xiao Fang, the young man waiting for the bus seems to be from our agency, and asked him if he is going back." ”

Secretary Fang knew that if Yang Wenhan was not in a hurry, as long as there was a place to sit in the car, he would let him take a ride when he met the comrades of the organ, and the comrades of the organ knew that he was usually very easy-going, so he was not polite and was proud to take his car.

"That's staff officer Zhang Yuliang from the headquarters, I'll ask him where he's going."

Secretary Fang got out of the car and pulled Zhang Yuliang over after a while.

Zhang Yuliang was riding Minister Yang's car for the first time, and he was honestly scared and a little embarrassed.

"Are you coming to the hospital to do errands, or are you not feeling well?" Yang Wenhan saw that Zhang Yuliang was a little restrained, and after driving, he asked him with a smile.

"I'm here to get my father's test results."

Yang Wenhan heard Zhang Yuliang say that his father's cirrhosis of the liver could not be hospitalized, and said anxiously: "This disease can't wait, the old man has been coming from home for a few days?" ”

"It's not been around for long."

"Where is your hometown?"

After Zhang Yuliang answered, he asked Yang Wenhan: "Has the chief been to our hometown?" ”

"I went there 30 years ago, in the seventies and eighties of the last century, the troops had to go there every winter to organize training, I remember one year when I was an assistant in the health department of the logistics branch, the troops participating in the training camped in your county at the foot of the Great Wall in a village called Zhangjiawopu."

"That's our village!" Zhang Yuliang said excitedly,

"Yes, in the days when I was stationed in your village for training, I suffered from a severe cold and a high fever of 40 degrees, and then I could not march with the troops, so I lay in the house of the party branch secretary of the production brigade for three days."

Zhang Yuliang silently calculated the time in his heart, and told Yang Wenhan excitedly: "At that time, the party branch of our production brigade was my father. ”

Yang Wenhan said in surprise: "Why is it so coincidental, your father's name is ------"

"Zhang Liangen!"

"That's right, it's Zhang Liangen and Zhang Zhishu, in the days when I was recuperating at your house, your parents took turns sitting on the head of the pit to guard me, bringing me water and food, and buying medicine to cool me down. Their eldest son, who must have been your brother, was only five or six years old at the time, went out into the yard and put a pair of little hands on the stones to cool them, and went back to the house and put them on my hot forehead------"

Yang Wenhan said, his eyes were red, and he said to Zhang Yuliang: "You lead the way, let's go to your father's place now, I want to go to see his old man's house." ”

"The chief is so busy, let's talk about it another day when I have time!" Yuliang said.

"If the head of the organ can't even solve the most urgent practical problems of the cadres, what's the point of being busy, it just so happens that there are no activities scheduled tonight, I must go!" Yang Wenhan said and patted Secretary Fang's shoulder, "Xiao Fang, stop at the entrance of the shopping mall in front, let's buy something to eat for the old man first." ”

***

Yang Wenhan was saddened to see how more than 30 years of ruthless years had destroyed a person as solid as a stone. Zhang Liangen's original black and red face had become a dried eggplant, and the light in his eyes had gone out, turning into a terrifying black hole. He held Zhang Liangen's hand as if he were grasping a handful of bones. "Does the old branch secretary remember me?" He leaned down and asked Zhang Liangen softly.

Zhang Liangen shook his head.

Yang Wenhan seems to recount what happened yesterday, turning the wheel of memory back to thirty years ago.

"I remember this," Zhang Liangen listened, a spark of excitement ignited in his eyes, "you are the young man who is sick and has a fever?" ”

Yang Wenhan nodded, and said guiltily: "After my illness was cured, it was you who personally drove the carriage to the long-distance bus station in the county seat. ”

"It's also my fault, I was only busy with the production team every day, and I didn't reply to you in time. In those years, there were often troops who were trained to live in our village, and every time a comrade from the unit went, the common people were as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year. You may not know that in the days when you were sick and lived in our house, the villagers sent you food every day, and I couldn't stop it, and then after you left, I returned more than a dozen eggs, red dates, and other things that ordinary people could get their hands on. Zhang Liangen said that when he was excited, a bright smile bloomed on his shriveled face.

Yang Wenhan and Zhang Liangen chatted for a long time, and the two of them seemed to have returned to the adobe house of the year, and sat on the hot kang again.

***

"Dean Qi, I'll arrange for someone to live in that bed in the infectious disease department tomorrow morning." Returning home from the Yiqun Hotel, Yang Wenhan quickly dialed Dean Qi's phone.

Dean Qi was surprised by Yang Wenhan's 180-degree turn in attitude, a few hours ago he insisted that the second uncle should be examined first, and when he needed to be hospitalized, how could he change when he returned home. He didn't care about asking the reason, and hurriedly said: "That's right, it's convenient to live in the hospital for examination, and live in a guest house------"

"Okay, don't talk so much, hurry up and tell Corey to get ready. However, I have to tell you that my second uncle will not go to the hospital, and the third uncle will live. ”

"Your father only has two brothers, where did he come out with a third uncle?"

"Don't ask so much, you just treat this patient as my third uncle."

"Then what about your second uncle?"

"Aren't you good at arranging a hospital bed, and then you can arrange another one." Yang Wenhan joked to him.

"Ouch, Comrade Minister, you said it so easily, don't think that I, the dean, have many mobile beds in my hands, our hospital has made new regulations this year, except for the high-level cadre ward, ordinary beds are not allowed to stay, and the bed prepared for the second uncle is my brother-in-law who has been waiting for a few months."

"That's good, the second uncle's condition is not serious, I'll do the work for him, let him go back to his hometown first, and wait a few more months!"

Yang Wenhan lay on the bed after making the call, feeling that his head was full of people who wanted to go to the hospital to see a doctor, sometimes they were officers and soldiers of the army, and sometimes they were ordinary people in the local area, and they had a straight headache.

He had insomnia that night.

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