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Chapter 96 Awakening(1/2)

Obviously Wang Huaiming's voice is not very loud.

But it was like thunder, striking their hearts.

Several nurses stood there blankly, at a loss.

Supporting Wang Huaiming's right hand.

Being so close, Chen Zeyan could feel it.

At this moment, his whole body was shaking.

I don’t know if it’s caused by too much emotion or inner fear.

Chen Zeyan took a deep breath and said: "Sister nurse, please go and tell the head nurse. We will go over and have a look. We will be back soon. It won't take too long."

After saying that, he and Lu Xiaozhou supported Wang Huaiming and walked outside step by step.

Their pace is very slow.

When the head nurse heard that the nurse came to report that Wang Huaiming got out of bed, she became furious!

"Don't you know Mr. Wang's physical condition? How did I explain it to you before? Each one of them can't even do this well?"

The nurse just lowered her head silently and said nothing.

She knew that at this time, anything she said was weak sophistry.

But when the head nurse rushed out of the infirmary and found Mr. Wang walking forward step by step in the corridor.

She was also stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Mr. Wang's face no longer had the majesty he used to have when facing other people.

Instead, it looked like there was an inexplicable sadness.

The eyes gradually became red, but the tears were still strong and unwilling to flow out.

At this moment, he finally understood why there were so few nurses on site.

But no one stepped forward to stop him.

Seeing the old man's expression, who could have the heart to refuse his request?



Wang Huaiming walked to the door of a very quiet ward.

Chen Zeyan pursed his lips: "Teacher Wang, we're here."

Wang Huaiming stood at the door, his mouth trembling slightly.

The raised hand stopped in mid-air, but it didn't strike for a long time.

He shook his head and said with a half smile: "It's better not to knock. This old man doesn't like people knocking on his door, so just go in."

After saying that, he unscrewed the door handle and strode in.

There was not a strong smell of medicine in the ward.

Instead, there is a faint floral aroma.

On the white hospital bed, an old man with an old look was lying.

Apparently, he was even older than Wang Huaiming who was lying in the hospital bed at that time.

All his hair was dyed white.

Round after round of dry wrinkles on the face are traces of the passage of time.

Chen Zeyan knew why Li Weiguo called him and asked him to visit an old man he didn't know.

Because these people are the pillars of China.

Chen Zeyan wants to have an easier time on the road to scientific research in the future.

With their help, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

Although at this time, still thinking about these things, it would seem somewhat heartless.

But this is the consideration of being a superior person.

"You are..."

A beautiful nurse with fair skin appeared at the door with a puzzled look on her face.

There was also a wooden basin and a towel in his hand.

Chen Zeyan turned around after hearing this.

The moment the nurse lady saw Chen Zeyan's face, she couldn't help but be a little surprised: "A child without dreams?"

Chen Zeyan smiled slightly: "It's me, what a coincidence."

The beautiful nurse who appeared at the door was the one who touched his head that day.

Tell him: Children, you can’t live without dreams, nurse lady.

The nurse lady carried the wooden basin and walked to Zhou Yingguang's bedside.

He looked at the group of them with confusion: "Who are you? The patient needs to rest. If you are here to visit, please go back..."

When his eyes fell on Wang Huaiming, he was suddenly stunned again.

"Grandpa Wang? You...shouldn't you be in the ward right now? Why are you here?"

Wang Huaiming glanced at her and said reproachfully:

"You still have the nerve to say that your grandfather has been admitted to the hospital and you still hid it from me. All these years of love for you have been in vain."

When Chen Zeyan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

grandfather……?

Is this nurse lady the granddaughter of the one lying on the hospital bed?

Zhou Yueqin said while wringing out the towel in the tub:

"You haven't taken good care of yourself yet. I don't want to tell you and cause trouble for you."

Zhou Yingguang is older than Wang Huaiming.

However, the relationship between the two has been very good since they met.

The two have known each other for decades and are both teachers and friends.

The reason why Wang Huaiming chose to plunge into the research and development of photolithography machines.

In fact, a large part of the reason for this is Zhou Yingguang.

"Your grandpa and I are both old comrades and comrades-in-arms who have seen the world. We have lived for decades. How can we not see life and death? Even though he left today, my heart is not blocked." Wang Huaiming said.

Said very proudly.

Anyone can see that Wang Huaiming actually cares more than anyone else.

As soon as he entered the room, he never took his eyes off the hospital bed.

Zhou Yueqin didn't expose him either.

He just smiled softly and very carefully wiped the body of grandpa on the hospital bed.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are well-informed and hard-hearted, okay."

"But now that you have seen people, it's time to go back and rest, otherwise the head nurse will scold me again in a while."

She began to issue eviction orders.

Wang Huaiming remained silent, turned around and was about to leave, but said:

"When this old man wakes up, remember to give me a shout."

Zhou Yueqin smiled and said: "Okay, I understand."

Just then.

A weak voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

"king……"

Wang Huaiming turned around suddenly.

Zhou Yingguang, who was looking pale on the hospital bed, unexpectedly opened his eyes at some point.

His eyes were a little cloudy, and he looked like an old man in his dying years.

I don’t know where Wang Huaiming got his strength.

He broke away from the two of them at once and strode to the bedside.

"Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou? Are you...are you okay?"

Zhou Yingguang smiled and shook his head, his voice very weak:

"It's okay, just some old problems."
To be continued...
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