Chu Liuli quickly replied to the message and expressed his worries.

"Peak Loop" encouraged her, believing that her paper must be well written and that it would be adopted, but it was only a matter of time.

In order to write her dissertation, Chu Liuli often traveled back and forth between the school and Prince Gong's mansion during that time, except for her family, Chu Liuli only told Yuan Xiaohui and "Feng Loop Turn". Therefore, he knows her dedication and believes that she will succeed.

Chu Liuli has a lot of feelings for the ancient buildings in the capital, in addition to the Forbidden City, she most often goes to Prince Gong's Mansion. Among the various residences, the royal palace is a very special category. It is dignified and generous, rigorous and neat, reflecting the solemnity of the etiquette system and highlighting the tolerance of the aristocracy. In terms of scale and layout, although it is inferior to the royal palace, it is still higher than the ordinary dwellings. In terms of the use of craftsmanship, the palace is less restrictive than the royal architecture, which has the most luxurious side and can freely absorb the exquisite simplicity of folk crafts.

Because of its unique historical evolution, Prince Gong's Mansion retains the representative architectural style and decorative characteristics of the Qing Dynasty from the middle to the late period, and proves the evaluation of "a Prince Gong's Mansion, half of the history of the Qing Dynasty" from an artistic point of view. Therefore, for Chu Liuli, if you want to study the color paintings of ancient buildings, you can't ignore the color paintings of Prince Gong's mansion.

With the encouragement of her friends, Chu Liuli felt a lot more relieved, and gradually fell asleep holding her mobile phone.

After the results of the final exam came out, the school officially closed for the holidays. In the afternoon of this day, Chu Liuli was reading a book when she received a message from her father, telling her that she was working overtime today and would come home late, so that they didn't have to wait for him to eat.

Chu Liuli thought to herself, it is better to make something to eat and send it to her father, and by the way, take a look at the Forbidden City after the snow. Every year when it snows, she likes to go to the Forbidden City to take pictures, and the red snow and white walls and glazed tiles add a bit of historical weight.

It only takes a few stops from home to the Forbidden City, and when Chu Liuli comes out of the subway station, it is exactly six o'clock.

Walking to the west gate, she took out her mobile phone and called her father, wanting to surprise him. But after dialing several times, no one answered, so she sent a message and went to Ximen to wait for her father.

Seeing that a few more minutes had passed, and his father didn't call back, Chu Liuli couldn't help but be a little anxious. She was about to call her father again when she saw an ambulance blaring its horn coming, and after explaining the situation to the person in the car and the security guard at the door, the security guard immediately let her go and showed the driver the way.

Chu Liuli was next to him, and he heard it very clearly, and the driver of the ambulance said that he was going to repair the skill center. Her heart sank, and she panicked.

She first thought of Master Sun in her father's unit, he was an old man in the hospital, a few years older than his father, and his health had not been good in the past few years.

Chu Liuli was very worried, and hurriedly called his father to inquire about the situation, this time, someone answered the phone, but it was not Chu Zhiwei. Chu Liuli heard that it was his father's apprentice Zhou Wenfeng's voice.

"Brother Wenfeng, where is my dad? Why don't you answer the phone? Chu Liuli asked.

"Liuli, don't worry, the teacher is a little uncomfortable, he has to go to the hospital at this time, but it should be fine." Although Zhou Wenfeng deliberately concealed his nervousness, his tone could not deceive people.

"Brother Wenfeng, I saw the ambulance go in, I'm going to go in and find my dad!" Chu Liuli didn't expect that the ambulance came for her father, she expected that her father would not be a little uncomfortable, otherwise they would not call an ambulance.

"Ahh Ruri, are you here? Then you wait at the door, the car has arrived! I'm with the teacher! While talking to Chu Liuli, Zhou Wenfeng had already heard the sound of an ambulance.

Chu Liuli answered and hung up the phone. She stared anxiously into the door until she saw the ambulance pull out.

Zhou Wenfeng got out of the car and asked Chu Liuli to follow the car, he got into the car behind him and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Looking at his father who was unconscious on the stretcher, Chu Liuli's heart was like a knife, but he couldn't do anything. Her father had always been in good health, and she never imagined that one day she would sit next to him like this.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor quickly administered first aid. It didn't take long for Chu Zhiwei to be pushed out, and the doctor told them that Chu Zhiwei's heart blood supply was not good, but fortunately, it was found in time and it was not very serious. It's just that you should pay attention to rest in the future and not be overworked.

Listening to Zhou Wenfeng, they knew the situation of Chu Zhiwei when he became ill.

In the afternoon, Chu Zhiwei was giving a lesson to two new apprentices, and before he knew it, a few hours had passed.

Chu Zhiwei demonstrated the repair of the Forbidden City painting on the spot, and when he finished the last stroke, he handed the brush to Zhou Wenfeng, and was just about to turn around, when he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his chest and his legs were weak.

Zhou Wenfeng saw his abnormality, shook off the pen, and stepped forward to support him.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Wenfeng was very anxious. Guan Jun on the side also came over and looked at Chu Zhiwei with concern.

Chu Zhiwei wanted to speak, but found that his tongue seemed to be useless, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Zhou Wenfeng helped Chu Zhiwei sit down on the chair, dialed 120, and Guan Jun went out to find someone. Soon, people in the office area came over. Zhang Yuqiang's father is a doctor, he has a little knowledge of medical science, and usually the people in the hospital have a headache and brain fever, and they like to ask him what medicine to take. Looking at Chu Zhiwei's state, he was shocked and saw eight or nine points.

"Zhou Wenfeng and Guan Jun, lift the teacher to the sofa and lie down, and see if there is any medicine like heart-saving pills in the teacher's bag! Let's all go out and wait for the doctor to come! Zhang Yuqiang said loudly to the people present.

Zhou Wenfeng and Guan Jun both panicked, and hurriedly did what he said, and when they said this, the others retreated when they heard this. Zhang Yuqiang, Zhou Wenfeng, and Guan Jun stayed in the house to guard Chu Zhiwei. As the minutes ticked by, their hearts burned. It wasn't until the ambulance came that they breathed a sigh of relief.

Coming out of the emergency room, Chu Zhiwei was pushed into the observation room, Chu Liuli and Chu Jingkai both rushed in to accompany them, but were stopped by Guo Yajuan. At this time, she was relieved only when she saw her husband with her own eyes.

These few hours were as long as a century for their family. It wasn't until Chu Zhiwei woke up at night that they breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days later, Chu Zhiwei was discharged from the hospital, although he was sober and his speech was normal, he felt weak and could not move as freely as before. Moreover, he often suffered from insomnia during this time, and even taking medicine did not work. Guo Yajuan asked him to go to the hospital several times, but he didn't care.

Chu Zhiwei knew in his heart that he might not be able to do wood work and paint colors like before in the short term. He asked his son to help him get a paintbrush, which confirmed his guess. His right hand was already weak enough to hold a pen, let alone paint. In a fit of rage, he threw the pen out, and the moment the brush landed, Chu Jingkai's heart trembled.

"Dad!" Chu Jingkai was distressed and anxious.

When Chu Liuli heard the voice, she saw her father's face in pain, her heart was like a thorn, and she didn't know how to comfort her. She felt very guilty, she cared too little about her father on weekdays, and always felt that her father was still young and had never paid attention to his body at all.

Chu Liuli heard that acupuncture can treat insomnia. Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone to open the small program of BJ No. 1 Hospital, and hung up an expert number, the expert's name is Pan Rongxuan, who is the deputy chief physician of the acupuncture department, and is good at the treatment of nervous system diseases. She plans to accompany her father to the hospital for acupuncture so that he can get better as soon as possible.