What Lv Mengwan felt at the moment was like a good rain after a long drought. The refreshing feeling of drinking mountain spring water after severe dehydration made all the blood capillaries in her body jump with joy.
The vigorous vitality made her physical strength recover quickly, and the dryness and depression in her chest disappeared.
The oasis in front of her seemed to be alive and spread out wildly. A green storm swept through the whole desert, constantly turning the dead yellow sand into a vibrant green …
In the corridor, Commander Guan paced anxiously, still holding the cigarette given by Ding Ning in his hand. From time to time, he put it under his nose and sniffed it, but there was no intoxication on his face anymore.
Guan Jianfeng leaned against the wall, his eyes unfocused as he stared at the snow-white ceiling. The young nurses who came and went would look at him with pity in their eyes. They did not understand why this prince charming, who often appeared in the sanatorium, would be so decadent.
Guan Shilin put her palms together and silently prayed for her mother. Although she had shown great confidence in Ding Ning before, she knew that it was cancer after all. No matter how powerful Ningning was, she had no confidence in the face of such a terminal disease.
"Jianfeng, how long has it been?"
Commander Guan took out a lighter to light the cigarette several times, but he failed to do so in the end. His sudden question pulled Guan Jianfeng's soul back to reality.
"Twenty minutes."
After answering, Guan Jianfeng was surprised to find that his father's voice was so dry and hoarse that it made his heart ache.
"Only twenty minutes? I thought it had been an hour. "
There was a layer of blood in Commander Guan's eyes, which made Guan Jianfeng's heart ache.
He knew very well how deep his parents' love was. He dared not imagine whether this man, who was as lofty as a mountain and held up the sky for them, would suddenly collapse once the news of his mother's death came.
This suddenly made him feel regretful. Why didn't he stop Ding Ning from treating his mother before? Although if he didn't treat his mother, his mother would definitely die, at least there would be a buffer time for his father to accept the reality.
But now, his mother was likely to die after Ding Ning's treatment failed. Could his father bear such a blow? The answer was no. At least, he was not ready to let his mother die now.
This filled him with worry, and he even faintly sympathized with Ding Ning. He believed that with his father's affection for his mother, if the treatment failed and his mother passed away, his father would vent his anger on Ding Ning and directly kill him. The possibility of this happening was very high.
It was not that he had a good impression of Ding Ning. He was worried about his father. After all, even if his father was the commander of the garrison, if he shot Ding Ning, he would have to go to the military court.
Compared with Guan Jianfeng, who was worried about gains and losses, Guan Shilin was much simpler. She supported Commander Guan and comforted him firmly. "Dad, don't worry. Wait patiently. I believe Ningning will definitely cure mom."
"Ningning? Did you know each other before? "
Perhaps Commander Guan wanted to find someone to talk to to divert his highly nervous attention, so he said with a hint of mischief.
"I don't know him, but I know him. I'm a member of his fan club. His medical skills are amazing. Our fan club members all call him Ning Ning."
Hearing her father's slightly teasing words, Guan Shilin couldn't help blushing, stamped her feet shyly, and explained.
Looking at his daughter's charming and charming appearance, Commander Guan thought, "My daughter is already 19 years old. After two years of dating, she can get married."
Although Ding Ning's family was poor, it didn't matter. He was handsome and capable, and his daughter was a perfect match for each other.
Although it was said that a daughter was a father's intimate little cotton-padded jacket, Commander Guan felt sad when he thought that his daughter would get married one day. But his character had always been like this. Once he thought it through, he would not care about it.
Since this was inevitable, it was better to take the initiative and find a good husband for his daughter as soon as possible.
Ordinary young people would feel very restrained when they met him and even dare not to breathe heavily.
But Ding Ning always behaved neither humbly nor overbearingly. He was polite but not obsequious, and even dared to joke with him.
This made him have a very good impression of Ding Ning. As a man, he should have a little manliness. He didn't like young people who were submissive in front of big shots.
Thinking of this, he glanced at his son discontentedly. His son was good in all aspects, but he was too thoughtful, thought too much, and was not straightforward at all. When he saw a big scene, he would be very nervous. To put it bluntly, he was a little cowardly and indecisive, which was not like him at all, which made him very dissatisfied.
Being glanced at by him, Guan Jianfeng was dumbfounded. He didn't know when he had offended his father, who had always been imaginative, and felt wronged in his heart.
He was a little cowardly, but he couldn't be blamed for it. It was his unscrupulous father who should be blamed for it.
Since he was a child, his grumpy father was gentle and obedient to his mother and sister, but he was always critical of him. No matter how he looked at him, he was not pleasing to the eye, and he especially believed in the maxim that a filial son is born from a stick. If he made a small mistake, he would beat him hard, and he would beat him seriously. He would beat him seriously every three days and a small one every two days.
He let him be on tenterhooks all day long and think over everything before making a decision, for fear that he would be beaten if he did something wrong. In a long time, it would be strange if he was not weak.
This was probably the severe responsibility of love. Guan Jianfeng was his only son, and he had placed too high expectations on this son, so he was stricter.
It was just that he was a soldier and was used to simple and crude training methods. He mechanically applied the methods he used in the army to educate his children. In addition, Lyu Mengwan had a fiery temper and would not spoil her children. Under the high-pressure methods of the couple, the current situation was created.
Guan Shilin looked at her brother's aggrieved eyes and couldn't help but smile. Although she didn't gloat, she didn't think it was strange. She had long been used to such scenes. According to her father's words, boys were sturdy, and beating them would make them healthier.
"Creak!"
The closed door of the ward was suddenly opened, and the three of them turned their heads at the same time. The air was filled with a depressing atmosphere, and the complex atmosphere of tension, expectation, uneasiness, and so on filled the air.
Commander Guan swallowed subconsciously, and his throat trembled violently. Looking at Ding Ning's figure, who walked out gently, he wanted to ask him how he was, but he found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.
Guan Jianfeng opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak. He was afraid that he would hear something he didn't want to hear.
On the contrary, Guan Shilin quickly stepped forward, her beautiful eyes flashing with the luster of expectation, and her voice trembled slightly. "Ningning, my mother …"
Ding Ning looked at her with a pale face. Just when her hands and feet were cold, he smiled and said, "It's all right!"
It's all right? It's all right?
The three of them felt as if they had been struck by lightning. These three words repeatedly lingered in their ears, and tears were already flashing in their eyes.
"My mother is really all right?"
Guan Shilin reacted first, and her joyful voice suddenly rose by an octave, which woke up the father and son of the Guan family who were still immersed in disbelief.
Commander Guan rushed into the ward with a few strides and shouted in a low and joyful voice, "Wan 'er, Wan' er, how are you?"
"I'm fine. I've never been so good. You are a miracle-working doctor."
Lyu Mengwan's vigorous voice came out of the ward. Guan Shilin covered her small mouth, squatted on the ground without caring about her image, and burst into tears.
Guan Jianfeng's whole body went limp, as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out. He slid down the wall and sat on the ground. He opened his mouth and laughed foolishly. His ecstatic face was covered with tears. He was really crying tears of joy.
Looking at the different expressions of the father and son of the Guan family, Ding Ning felt extremely depressed, and he felt a sense of loss as if he had punched cotton. "Come on, it took me a lot of effort to make my face turn pale, and I look like I've been exhausted."
But the result was … no matter how good a movie king was, he had to cry. If the audience did not watch your performance, it was useless no matter how good your performance was.
Ding Ning felt that it was unnecessary for him to stay here now. He covered his wounded heart and left alone with a sad face. It was late, and he had not eaten yet.
"Judging from the current state of Commander Guan, it is unlikely that he will provide me with food. I'd better turn to Mayor Du to solve the problem of food and clothing."
Before returning to Hu Quan's ward, Ding Ning saw Xu Minglu squatting on the ground like a migrant worker, holding a boxed lunch and wolfing it down. He could not help but sigh inwardly. "Maybe I have to solve the problem of dinner by myself."
"How is it?"
Ding Ning asked weakly.
"Ah, what's wrong with you? Are you all right? "
Xu Minglu saw Ding Ning's pale face, which had just been raped, and stood up and asked in surprise.
"I'm fine. I just consumed too much energy to treat someone just now, and I'll be fine after a rest. Where is Mayor Du?"
Smelling the smell of the boxed lunch, Ding Ning could not help swallowing. "Braised pork with soy sauce, it smells so good."
"Mayor Du went to his wife's place to give her a massage. I'm responsible for keeping an eye on the interrogation here. Until now, Hu Quan only said that he was in a bad mood and drove under the influence of alcohol. He is willing to plead guilty, but refuses to say anything else. It seems that I have to stay up late tonight to keep watch."
Xu Minglu pulled a piece of braised pork with soy sauce and stuffed it into his mouth gloomily. The fragrance of the oil made Ding Ning's throat move, and he forced himself to turn his head away.
"By the way, before Mayor Du left, he told me that Commander Guan would treat you to dinner in the evening, so I didn't order a boxed lunch for you. How about it? What kind of feast did Commander Guan treat you to? "
Xu Minglu smacked his lips and said enviously, "I heard that the chefs in this sanatorium are all the descendants of the former imperial chefs, who can even make the Manchu-Han Imperial Feast. They are specially invited by the state to serve these military bosses. Ordinary people can't have such a good meal no matter how rich they are."
Ding Ning said with a bitter face, "Brother, don't torture me. Not to mention the imperial chefs, I haven't even seen a boxed lunch. I'm so hungry that I want to hold you and take a bite."
"Ah!"
Xu Minglu was startled. "No way. Didn't Commander Guan treat you to dinner?"
"He said he would, but now he has something to do, so he probably won't have the chance. Well, I'd better leave first. If I stay hungry for a while, I'll be starved."
Ding Ning rubbed his growling stomach and said dejectedly.
"Don't. Don't go. If you go, I'll be so bored here."
Xu Minglu hurriedly pulled him. "Well, I'll call someone to send a boxed lunch now. Can you accompany me in the evening?"
"Do you stay here alone in the evening?"
Ding Ning looked at him in surprise and asked.
"Not really. Several comrades from the criminal police team are interrogating Hu Quan. I'm not good at that. I stay here to get first-hand information so that I can report to Mayor Du in time."
A trace of helplessness flashed across Xu Minglu's face. This was the work of a secretary. There was no concept of working hours at all. Everything must be based on serving the leader.
Ding Ning patted him on the shoulder as if he were a fellow sufferer. "Hurry up and order a boxed lunch for me. I want to eat five."
"Okay, as long as you are willing to stay with me in the evening, not to mention five boxed lunches, even 50 will be my treat."
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