Soul of the Siheyuan: Zhuzi, I can still give birth

Thirty years have passed in a flash, and it is now the end of 2019.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui all passed away many years ago.

Qin Jingru also passed away three years ago.

He Yuzhu is already eighty-four years old.

Ran Qiuye is also eighty-one years old.

He Xiao and He Ye are almost sixty years old and already have many children and grandchildren.

He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuye have handed over the family business to their children.

The couple travels around the world whenever they have nothing to do. They just returned to Beijing and are going to meet some old friends who are still alive.

Even with the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, it can only keep them free from illness, but as for their longevity...!

Although Xu Damao does not have the nourishment of spiritual spring water, he is still full of energy at the age of 81.

Sometimes He Yuzhu even suspected that Xu Damao, who had a despicable personality, was the chosen one who was in charge of the whole courtyard.

I was just an accident.

'The boundless horizon is my love, just like the sea of ​​​​colorful flowers, what kind of rose is the most swaying...'

He Yuzhu's cell phone rang.

The note is a bitch.

"Hey... Damao, what's going on?"

"What... just wait, I'll be right there!"

He Yuzhu hung up the phone. Ran Qiuye came over with a plate of cut fruit, picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick, and handed it to He Yuzhu's mouth.

"Qiuye, Damao called just now. He's in the hospital now. He should be... dying!"

Ran Qiuye was also shocked.

"We do. We had dinner together two days ago. He was full of energy then. How come he suddenly became sick?"

He Yuzhu shook his head.

"I don't know either. They said it was just a simple cold at first. A few days ago, I watched the opening ceremony of the Military World Games in Hubei Province, and I lay down after returning."

Ran Qiuye also frowned. As people of their status and class, they knew more and more details about many things than ordinary people.

"Zhu Zi, Xu Damao might have been infected. I just received a call that Hubei Province has sealed off the city. Everyone can only enter but not leave."

"Our group's medical unit also urgently dispatched more than 300 medical personnel."

After hearing this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but recall the SARS period more than ten years ago, when a similar thing happened.

That year, many people died and many people became sick.

"Call and have our pharmaceutical and biological company contact the government immediately to go to Hubei Province to collect samples and start researching an antidote right away."

Ran Qiuye nodded, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Okay, Zhuzi, shall we go over there now?"

He Yuzhu nodded. He felt that this might be the last time he saw Xu Damao.

The two of them got in the car and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

Outside the hospital, martial law has been imposed, and many people in white coats have cordoned off the perimeter of the hospital.

"Doctor Liu, what's going on?"

He Yuzhu said to a man in a white coat who was on duty.

"It's Mr. He. We don't know the specific situation. The higher-ups suddenly notified us that there is a serious source of infection in the hospital, similar to SARS more than a decade ago!"

He Yuzhu frowned.

"That's exactly what happened."

"We need to go in, an old friend of mine is in there!"

Doctor Liu said with some embarrassment.

"Mr. He, it's not that we don't want you to come in. It's just that things are in chaos inside. Anyone who goes in will be quarantined!"

"You two are already eighty years old. I'm afraid...!"

He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuye looked at each other, and He Yuzhu said to Ran Qiuye.

"Qiu Ye, I'll go in alone. You go back quickly and keep an eye on the biopharmaceutical company!"

Ran Qiuye nodded and said to He Yuzhu.

"Then be careful yourself!"

He Yuzhu got out of the car, and Dr. Liu asked someone to bring protective clothing and helped He Yuzhu put it on.

"Mr. He, you can go in, but don't stay in for too long. Remember to disinfect thoroughly after you come out!"

Doctor Liu gave He Yuzhu some advice as he walked into the hospital.

He Yuzhu nodded and entered the hospital accompanied by medical staff.

The medical device company under He Yuzhu's name has cooperated with almost all hospitals in the country.

Everyone in the hospital, from top to bottom, knew He Yuzhu, so they were naturally extremely polite to him.

When I came to the isolated room, I saw Xu Damao lying on the hospital bed through the glass, motionless.

"How is he?"

He Yuzhu asked a medical staff.

"It's not optimistic. I have an acute respiratory infection. It's only been half a day since I was diagnosed. I already need a ventilator to help me breathe. All the special medicines for treating respiratory tract infections are ineffective."

"And the patient is very old. I'm afraid he has already...!"

The medical staff no longer had any hope that Xu Damao could survive.

"Can I go in and see him? Maybe this is the last time."

He Yuzhu said to the medical staff.

The medical staff around them looked at each other and said nothing.

They can't make the decision. He Yuzhu's identity is not simple. If anything goes wrong, they can't take the responsibility.

"It's okay. Don't we have protective clothing? I'll go say goodbye to him. We've been friends for decades!"

"If anything unexpected happens, I will be responsible for it myself!"

Seeing that He Yuzhu was so insistent, the hospital had no choice but to agree to let him in.

However, they put a set of protective clothing on He Yuzhu and sprayed his whole body with disinfectant before letting him enter the ward.

Xu Damao lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Da Mao, Damao, I'm Zhuzi, how do you feel?"

He Yuzhu gently shook Xu Damao and called him.

Xu Damao forced himself to open his eyes, and when he saw it was He Yuzhu, he tried to move to the side.

"Zhu...zi, you are here... Come and sit down."

He Yuzhu did not sit on the bed, but took a stool and sat beside the bed.

"Zhu Zi, I may not be able to... anymore. I want to talk to you...!"

Xu Damao had an oxygen tube inserted into his nose and he was a little breathless when he spoke.

"Go ahead, I'm here to talk to you!"

He Yuzhu looked at the weak Xu Damao with a smile, knowing that his time was up.

"Zhu Zi, there is something...that I have always...regretted!"

Xu Damao looked at the ceiling with his cloudy eyes, as if recalling something.

"Actually, I...know that the child Jingru was carrying...was not...mine!"

He Yuzhu was not surprised, for he knew that Xu Damao had no descendants. He was just curious as to why Xu Damao didn't mind when he knew the child was not his.

"you know?"

"Yes, from the moment she said...she was pregnant...I knew that the child was not...mine, because I...knew that I...was a child without a son."

"After Qin Jing...Ru cheated me into marriage, I went to the hospital...for a checkup, and I knew...that I would never...have a child of my own in this lifetime."

He Yuzhu didn't know what to say, as there were still people trying to get cuckolded.

"It is precisely because... I am a childless person, so... I want to have a... child, whether it is... mine or not, it is all right, but... I cannot... realize this wish. In the end, I still don't... have a child!"

Speaking of this, there seemed to be tears in Xu Damao's eyes.

"I once asked... who the adulterer was, but Qin Jing... Ru would never tell me, and in the end I... had no choice. At my age now, I think the adulterer... is probably dead!"

"Zhu Zi...promise me that after I die...you will bury me and Jing Ru together. We didn't have any children when we were alive. I don't want her to be alone after we die."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he reached out and held He Yuzhu's hand.

"Brother Zhu...thank you. With you as my brother, I, Xu Damao, can die with peace of mind!"

As soon as Xu Damao finished speaking, he heard a violent cough.

The medical staff outside rushed into the ward.

"Mr. He, please go out for a moment. The patient is in an emergency and I need to give him first aid. If you stay here, it will affect us."

He Yuzhu naturally knew that his presence would affect the work of the medical staff, so he had to leave quickly.

In the disinfection room next door, the hospital disinfected He Yuzhu for a full two minutes before letting him out.

"Mr. He, we will definitely do our best to treat him. Don't worry, we will notify you as soon as there is any news."

He Yuzhu nodded.

"Thank you for your help. I will go back first!"

"Take care, Mr. He!"

The medical staff helped He Yuzhu into the car and watched him leave.

A young nurse at the side asked.

"Director Long, who is he? Why do you all respect him so much?"

"He is a man who has made great contributions to the motherland. Okay, everyone, take action. Many patients have been sent here."

The medical staff quickly became busy, but what they didn't know was that this time many of them would die forever at their jobs.

In the car, He Yuzhu made a phone call and asked several factories under his name to switch to the production of masks and protective clothing immediately.

That evening, He Yuzhu received a call from the hospital saying that Xu Damao's condition suddenly worsened and he passed away at 18.23: in the evening.

Since Xu Damao's body is a pathogen, it cannot be cremated for the time being and requires a medical autopsy to study the cause of the disease.

Although He Yuzhu wanted to stop it, he couldn't because more and more people were found to be infected with the same case as Xu Damao.

A few days later, the entire country entered a state of quarantine, and medical supplies such as masks were in short supply.

Although several large factories under He Yuzhu temporarily switched to mask production, the masks they produced were just a drop in the bucket given the huge base of more than one billion people.

In this regard, He Yuzhu and his groups and enterprises are powerless and can only do their best.

Time flies, and it is the beginning of 2024.

The epidemic has ended long ago, and everything has returned to its original track.

But He Yuzhu's life came to an end.

He Yuzhu, in a wheelchair, accompanied by Ran Qiuye and his family, returned to the compound of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

Although Nanluoguxiang has become one of the most prosperous commercial streets in Beijing, the No. 95 compound has been preserved by He Yuzhu.

It is not open to the public and no one is allowed to visit.

For him, this is where his childhood, adolescence, youth and middle age are.

All the memories of his first half of life were left here. Now that his life was coming to an end, he decided to return here, to the place where he grew up.

"Qiu Ye, you guys go out first, I want to be alone for a while!"

He Yuzhu whispered to Ran Qiuye. Ran Qiuye was afraid that he might have an accident and wanted to stop him, but was stopped by He Yuzhu.

Ran Qiuye held He Yuzhu's hand and tears suddenly came out. She felt that today would be the day she said goodbye to him.

"Qiu Ye, thank you for staying with me all my life. If there is an afterlife, I... will still marry you!"

Ran Qiuye and the He family have all left, and now He Yuzhu is the only one left in the huge courtyard.

With trembling hands, he took out a silver wine flask, and after taking a sip, his spirits instantly improved a lot.

He Yuzhu stood up from the wheelchair, slowly walked to the main room in the middle courtyard, and gently pushed open the door.

The furnishings in the room have not changed at all, just like they were decades ago, without any change.

He Yuzhu walked to the bed, sat beside it, then slowly lay down and closed his eyes.

The past was replaying rapidly like a movie in reverse. This was He Yuzhu's voice.

The last tear flowed down the corner of his eye. He no longer had any regrets in this life.

Having two sons and one daughter, being a billionaire, and having a lovely wife, what could be better than this in life?

After a while, Ran Qiuye and the others walked into the courtyard and saw that the door of the main house in the central courtyard was open, so they all went in.

Then there were shrill cries, the sound travelled far away and echoed in Nanluoguxiang.

A generation of business legend came to an end. Although He Yuzhu’s death caused a sensation, it was soon submerged in the long river of history.

The aperture appeared again, and He Yuzhu's soul slowly flew away with the aperture. He had no regrets in this life, and he would no longer go to that world with resentment.