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Zheng Songyan is 86 years old this year.

He was born in the Republic of China. When he was a child, his family was poor and sold newspapers. When he was a teenager, he scraped together some money and went abroad. When the Japanese came to fight against Japan, he joined the Communist Party. After the founding of the People’s Republic of China, he became a private entrepreneur. Those ten years of turmoil were also passed safely with his ability, and now he is full of meritorious service and wealth, and he can be regarded as a legend.

However, the most disgraceful identity of this legendary figure is probably the same as that of Du Qisheng - he is actually Zheng Luolai's grandfather.

There are dozens of people, including Zheng, old and young, and there is no one who is not afraid of this old gentleman.

Although your personality is not domineering, but a pair of sharp eyes can see that you have nothing to hide.

So Zheng Luolai is no exception: if there is no particularly important matter, he would never dare to take the initiative to invite the old man out of the mountain.

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The simple and unsophisticated courtyard house has a quiet environment inside, quiet in the downtown area.

Don't look like there is no eye-catching jewelry, but everything in that room is an antique, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is priceless.

When Zheng Luolai came, he parked the car far away, and walked silently in the alley for about ten minutes before arriving at his grandfather's house.

Pushing the door open, the old man was playing with his plum blossoms leisurely, and he smiled kindly: "Hey, where is the wind that brought you here?"

Zheng Luolai was very guilty in his heart, so he simply didn't put on an air, and sighed faintly.

Zheng Songyan straightened up his still strong waist, leisurely picked up the purple sand teapot from the shelf and drank it. It took a long time before he said: "What's wrong, you got into trouble again? Go find your father."

"Grandpa, you understand me. I will never bother you if my dad can solve the problem." Zheng Luolai took his arm attentively.

Zheng Songyan leaned on crutches and walked into the house, sat down on a mahogany chair and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Zheng Luolai hastened to explain the situation thoroughly, without hiding anything, firstly, he couldn't deceive Grandpa, and besides, the old man's life was full of ups and downs, how can there be a market that he has never seen?

After he finished speaking, Zheng Songyan took another sip of tea: "The one who hates this is not that Oujie, but you. If you know that you are wrong, you should stop talking about what they want to pay, and you won't teach me a lesson in the future. Yes. You are at your own expense."

Zheng Luolai smiled helplessly: "It's what I want to pay for. I came to you because I can't afford to pay."

Zheng Songyan looked sideways: "What?"

Zheng Luolai said: "Then Dewey's father is Du Qisheng. He is not in the mood to care about other things now, but if Dewey doesn't get better, he will be in trouble in the future."

Zheng Songyan didn't make a sound after hearing this, and continued to drink tea in a dull manner, until the small teapot was empty before asking: "Are you scared?"

"To tell you the truth, I'm really not afraid, I'm afraid of affecting my family..." Zheng Luolai hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I'm mainly sorry, Dewey is too innocent, he still doesn't understand anything. "

"It's rare, and you will feel ashamed." The old man suddenly laughed.

It is not surprising that he said this. Although Zheng Luolai has not lacked a single bit of material since he was a child, his parents divorced very early, and few relatives miss him. He has been neglected for a long time, and his emotions are more than ordinary people Be sensitive and never dare to worry about anything.

If people have concerns, they will also have sadness.

After not hearing an answer for a long time, Zheng Luolai asked anxiously: "Grandpa, can you help me out? I know I was wrong, and I hope his family won't let me see him. I won't let you say anything in the future." listen."

Zheng Songyan was not in a hurry at all, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Zheng Luolai thought that there was probably nothing to do, so he had no choice but to say: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it, and I will find a way."

"Where are they? I won't go if it's far away." The old man said suddenly.

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Dewey was still in a deep coma. Although he was out of the oxygen machine, he showed no sign of waking up.

Suddenly such a big thing happened, not only his whole family was guarding in the hospital, but also many relatives and friends came, plus the big and small politicians and businessmen who slandered Du Qisheng, the usually quiet corridor was almost blocked by water.

But even though it was crowded, it was extremely quiet.

Everyone knew that Dewey's parents must have been so worried that they almost collapsed. If their precious son became a vegetable, it would be an unbearable blow.

Zheng Luolai walked through unfamiliar or familiar people anxiously, and was about to enter the door when he was suddenly held by a hand.

It's Chen Lu.

The eldest young master whispered: "Why are you adding fuel to the flames again? His father hasn't slept all night, so it's no wonder he didn't kill you."

Zheng Luolai was also confused: "How is Dewey?"

Chen Lu shook his head.

Zheng Luolai sighed: "Help me go in and tell them that my grandpa is here. If it's convenient, come down and meet him. Maybe the old man can save him."

Hearing this, Chen Lu was also very surprised, and then nodded silently.

He suddenly discovered in surprise: I don't know when, this hooligan can start to be serious about certain things.

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Although he was still full of worry and anger, but the invitation of the old man of the Zheng family could not be ignored.

Twenty minutes later, Du Qisheng brought his wife and eldest son to the elegant room of the teahouse near the hospital with an extremely gloomy expression.

I thought it would be your back and forth, but I didn't expect that when Zheng Songyan saw them, she was staggered up by a beautiful girl, with tears all over her wrinkled face: "I'm sorry for that kid Dewey, It was me who didn't take care of my grandson, it's me who deserves to die..."

As he said that, he broke away from the girl's hand and almost fell down in front of her parents.

The soft-hearted Bai Xia immediately hugged him with a flustered face: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Du Qisheng was also a little uneasy seeing the appearance of an old man covered with silver hair, and finally said the first soft words: "This was an accident, we are also responsible for leaving Wei Wei in the ward."

Zheng Luolai thought to himself that Jiang was still hot, so he hurriedly hit the rails while it was hot: "Let's sit down and talk."

"What are you sitting on?!" Zheng Songyan turned to stare coldly at him: "Kneel down!"

Dewey's parents, who were already seated, looked at each other, and Du Yi also looked at Ruth with embarrassment.

Zheng Luolai has always been dragged wherever he goes, and has never bowed his head in front of strangers, so let's talk about kneeling.

But looking at his grandfather's completely unnegotiable eyes, he had no choice but to grit his teeth secretly, and knelt down in front of everyone.

Only then did Zheng Songyan regain his tearful state: "Was that bastard caught in the police station?"

Du Qisheng didn't know what kind of medicine they were selling, so he said, "Well, the case has been filed."

"It's just devoid of humanity. A child as good as Dewey didn't get involved in their mess. Why..." The old man choked up again, unable to continue talking, as if Dewey was raised by himself.

Bai Xia felt sad when she heard it: "Yeah, when I heard the phone call yesterday, my eyes went dark, and Wei Wei hasn't felt it until now, if something goes wrong, how can I live..."

"Mom, Serena will be fine." Du Yi hurriedly wiped away tears for his mother.

"It's all your fault. If you don't know how to keep yourself clean, that's all. It's not even clean!" Zheng Songyan glared at his grandson, picked up his crutches, and hit his head and shoulders, as if he was going to kill him enemy.

Zheng Luolai couldn't do much to hide, his forehead was swollen instantly, blood oozing out.

Bai Xia was terrified, and stopped her: "Don't do this, it will be even worse if you break another one."

"Auntie, don't stop me. I should have called. I got to know that messy person. In fact, I later found out that this person was not normal. I had already lost contact with him. Who knew he was still following me and saw me again that day. I went to the hospital to visit Dewey, I thought too much, and this happened..." Zheng Luolai was dejected: "Grandpa is right, I am an asshole, and I don't usually have many friends, but I have never had anything with Dewey. Improper relationship, I dare to swear to God, I treat him like a younger brother, he is like this now, I am more uncomfortable than anyone else, you two can beat me and scold me as much as you want, just don’t let me see him , I am willing to do everything possible to make him better."

Du Qisheng and Bai Xia's mood was disturbed by the farce of this grandfather and grandson, and they didn't have the energy to care about him any more, so the couple kept silent in a tacit understanding.

Zheng Songyan coughed next to him and said, "Today, I mainly brought Xiaoyu to show Dewey my body. Don't look at her young, but her family is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner from generation to generation. She has been with me for many years and has never taken care of me. What went wrong."

The beautiful girl next to her who was always smiling and silent only bowed: "Uncle and aunt, my name is Jiang Yushang. If you two don't mind, I'll make a fool of myself for that younger brother to get his pulse."

Let alone the doctor introduced by Zheng Songyan, I am afraid that even a charlatan can appear credible if he appears in front of him at this time.

This is the heart of parents.

Bai Xia quickly wiped away her tears and stood up: "Girl, if you can save Weiwei, I will treat you like my own daughter from now on."

"Auntie, please don't say that. Grandpa is so kind to me. Now it's Zheng's brother who made a mistake. I should do my best." Her black hair really looks like a beautiful woman walking out of an ancient painting. If it is said that she came from a famous medical family, no one will doubt it.

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A pinch of incense that looks like ashes, and a small bowl of Chinese medicine as black as ink.

Jiang Yushang checked his pulse like stars holding the moon, and only bought these two things, and then sat beside Zheng Songyan as if nothing had happened.

Bai Xia watched the doctor forcefully pour the medicine into De Wei, and asked nervously, "Girl, can this work?"

Jiang Yushang nodded, "Don't worry, the main reason is that the hospital rescued him in a timely manner. Even if I'm not here, he will recover in a few days. After taking my medicine, he will recover within two days." I will definitely wake up in an hour."

Bai Xia nodded in confusion, leaning against her husband tiredly and unable to speak.

-

It seems that things like miracle doctors have only been seen on TV, and seeing Jiang Yushang today is an opportunity for everyone to open their eyes.

Sure enough, the medicine was taken after three o'clock in the afternoon, and before five o'clock, Dewey's eyelashes trembled weakly.

Seeing this, Bai Xia, who hadn't closed her eyes for two days and was already drowsy, rushed forward excitedly and shouted: "Weiwei, Weiwei, it's me."

Dewey seemed to be in pain, struggling to breathe. He frowned for a few minutes before opening his eyes reluctantly, and called in an inaudible voice: "Mom..."

The voice was hoarse, and its usual clarity was like two extremes.

Baixia's dry tears flowed down again, and her heavy heart suddenly lightened.

Unexpectedly, after Dewey finished speaking this word, there was no response again.

Du Yi, who was already laughing, asked urgently: "Miss Jiang, this..."

Jiang Yushang curled his lips: "I only said he would wake up, but I didn't say how long he would wake up. This medicine has to be taken every day, and the body has to be recuperated slowly. Don't worry, just let him go to sleep."

At this moment, Bai Xia looked at her like a Bodhisattva, and nodded obediently.

Jiang Yushang got up and said politely: "It's useless for everyone to gather around now. It's better to go and let the room be quieter. Grandpa feels very sorry about this matter. He wants to invite your family to dinner to make amends. I don't know if I can show respect?"

Du Qisheng felt a lot more relaxed about his son's hope, so he nodded and said, "We should thank Mr. Zheng."

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As soon as the patient saw healed, the crowd of people who came to watch the situation quickly disappeared.

All the Du family members were invited by the old man, and only Zheng Luolai insisted on staying with the bed.

Thinking of what happened last time because no one cared about her, Bai Xia agreed.

The night outside the window gradually darkened, and Zheng Luolai's troubled heart finally gradually became quiet, and he kept staring at Dewey's sleeping face in a daze.

He said so much today, whether it was true or not, even he himself couldn't figure it out.

But only one thing is certain, that is, he wants to be responsible, no matter what method he uses, he has no way to leave Dewey alone.

"Shouldn't you go to the temple to worship, this kind of thing can happen..." Zheng Luolai suddenly poked Dewey's face with his fingertips, and smiled helplessly.

Dewey still didn't respond, he was so weak that even his lips were pale.

Zheng Luolai leaned down again, kissed her lightly, and then said with drooping eyelashes: "Get well soon, for you...I'm ashamed."