As soon as Teacher Xiaoliu answered the phone, she heard a suppressed cry hidden in the voice on the other side. She was stunned and hesitated: "Are you Zhao Xiaochun's mother? I am Teacher Xiaoliu from Xiaohongma Academy."
There was suddenly no sound from the other side. Teacher Xiaoliu waited for a while but didn't get a response. She called a few times, but there was still no response. She took the phone in front of her and looked at it, which showed that the call was still in progress.
"Hey, Xiaochun's mother, are you still here? I'm Liu Wenning from Little Red Horse Midnight Academy, hello?"
Just when Teacher Xiaoliu was about to hang up the phone, a voice came from the other side again.
"I'm here. Sorry, Teacher Xiaoliu, the doctor just came to see me. Are you asking about Xiaochun?"
"Yes, Xiaochun didn't come to the academy tonight and didn't ask for leave. We were a little worried, so we called to ask."
"Xiaochun is here with me. Sorry, he can't go to the academy tonight. His father is sick and we are all in the hospital."
Teacher Xiaoliu asked a few more questions with concern, and learned that Zhao Xiaochun's father, Zhao Rongli, was ill and hospitalized. The specific illness was unknown, but he was under examination.
After hanging up the phone, she immediately found the director, Aunt Huang, and told her the news.
"When I saw Zhao Rongli that day, he looked very bad. Sure enough, there was something wrong with his health. Do you know which hospital he is in?" Aunt Huang asked.
"I asked, it's at the First Affiliated Hospital of Pujiang University on West Chang'an Street."
"I'll go talk to Zhang Tan and maybe go see him."
Aunt Huang came out of the office and went upstairs to look for Zhang Tan. Teacher Xiao Liu watched her back and stood there in a daze for a moment. It was not until Shi Baobao suddenly appeared that she came back to her senses and asked: "Baobao, what are you doing here?"
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When Shi Baobao saw someone on the second floor, he turned around and ran away without saying a word, leaving only an afterimage behind.
When Aunt Huang knocked on the door, Zhang Tan was writing a script at home. Most of his movies and TV series have been filmed and released. Only one "Parasite" is still being shot slowly. The director Chen Bing is a maniac about details and is obsessed with this film.
The film had great expectations, was meticulously crafted, and was taken very seriously. Of course, the cost was also very high. Zhang Tan didn't participate in the investment, so he didn't feel bad at all. On the contrary, he was very happy about it.
In addition, there are several animated film and television works, all of which are in progress.
Zhang Tan took a summer break, and now he has to get active. Even if no one urges him, he still has to find something to do.
"Isn't Xiaobai at home?" After Aunt Huang entered the door, she saw that only Zhang Tan was at home, and Xiaobai, who usually liked to stick to Zhang Tan's side, was not seen.
"She and Xi'er went downstairs to play with the children."
"Your relationship is getting better and better."
"There is still a gap."
"Take your time, Xiaobai is young, the most important thing is companionship, the barriers will disappear."
"I didn't participate in her growth before, but I will participate in the whole process from now on. By the way, drink some water."
"No more, let me tell you something. Zhao Xiaochun's father, Zhao Rongli, is ill and hospitalized. It sounds quite serious. He is at the First Affiliated Hospital of Pujiang University on West Chang'an Street. Do you have time? How about we go over and take a look.
It’s not far, just nearby.”
"Okay." Zhang Tan got up and went to the room to get his cell phone. He went out with Aunt Huang and asked, "What's his disease?"
"I don't know, I'm still checking."
The two of them went downstairs, and Zhang Tan saw Xiaobai and Xi'er sitting in a crowd listening to a story from a distance, staring straight at Cheng Cheng who was telling the story, without any distractions.
He and Aunt Huang came to the yard. There were no stars tonight, the moon was looming through the clouds, and it was windy at night.
"Going out?" Lao Li, who was drinking tea and watching over the yard, asked.
"Well, let's go out for a while." Zhang Tan replied.
Lao Li nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"I'm going to drive. Aunt Huang, just wait for me at the door."
"Forget it, we are riding a small electric donkey, and driving is not as fast."
"That's okay too."
Zhang Tan also owns a small electric car, which he rarely rides. As for Aunt Huang, she relies on a small electric car for daily travel, and her riding skills are very good.
The two of them each rode a small electric car out to the First Affiliated Hospital, where they found Zhao Xiaochun's mother in the corridor on the second floor of the inpatient department.
Her mother's eyes were red and she looked like she had been crying for a while.
"Are you okay?" Aunt Huang stepped forward to comfort her, while Zhang Tan looked around the corridor and saw Zhao Xiaochun sitting on a bench not far away.
Zhao Xiaochun glanced here, looking indifferent, lowering his head and looking at the floor in a daze.
Zhang Tan walked over gently and sat next to him. Zhao Xiaochun glanced sideways, without saying a word, and continued to lower his head in a daze. He was completely different from his usual appearance, appearing very silent and with a low pressure.
"What's wrong? Is there anything you want to say to me?" Zhang Tan was the first to break the silence and asked.
Zhao Xiaochun was silent for a moment, shook his head, lowered his head and said nothing.
He and Zhang Tan were not familiar with each other at first. During these days at Little Red Horse, he had hardly made any friends, and everyone was afraid of him.
Zhang Tan didn't urge him any more and just sat with him. His eyes fell on the door of the emergency room. The words "Under Surgery" were illuminated above the edge of the door. Zhao Rongli was inside at the moment.
Before Zhang Tan and Aunt Huang came, the operation had been going on for more than three hours. At the fourth hour, the indicator light in the operating room suddenly went out, the door was opened from the inside, and a team of doctors in white coats came out.
When I came out, I took off my mask, and my face looked tired.
"Doctor, how is my husband?" Zhao Xiaochun's mother stepped forward anxiously and asked.
"He has many problems, including a long-term lack of exercise. The most important thing is..." The doctor stopped here and asked Zhao Xiaochun's mother to come to the office for a discussion.
Aunt Huang made a gesture to Zhang Tan, meaning that he should stay here to watch over Zhao Xiaochun, while she went over with Zhao Xiaochun's mother.
But Zhao Xiaochun, who said nothing, suddenly stood up from the bench and followed him.
Zhang Tan thought for a while, then stood up and followed them. When he saw them all entering the office, he did not go in this time, but stood in the corridor outside the door and waited.
Suddenly a strong wind blew in the corridor, and there was the sound of drink bottles being blown and rolling on the ground, the curtains rattling, and someone closing the windows.
It's going to rain.
Suddenly, the office door suddenly opened, and Zhao Xiaochun ran out from inside and ran towards the end of the corridor.
Aunt Huang followed immediately and was about to chase Zhao Xiaochun when Zhang Tan told him to go. He caught up with Zhao Xiaochun and saw Zhao Xiaochun standing against the wall, hiding his face and turning his back to him.
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"Zhao Xiaochun, what's wrong?"
Zhao Xiaochun didn't speak, and it wasn't until Zhang Tan asked three times that he turned around to look.
He was not crying, but his eyes were red, and he was about to cry. He was holding back, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were full of fear, as if he had been greatly frightened.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Tan's voice couldn't help but become much softer. Zhao Xiaochun was naughty, but in the final analysis he was still a child.
Zhao Xiaochun looked at him in horror and hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong? If you tell me, maybe I can help."
"...I, my father has cancer. Just now, the doctor said, wow--"
Zhao Xiaochun finally cried, tears streaming down his face, crying loudly, standing in the corner alone and helpless, but not allowing others to come close, like a little hedgehog.
Zhang Tan comforted him, don't make random guesses first, and listen to the doctor's explanation when you go back. Taking a step back, even if it is really cancer, some cancers can be treated.
However, Zhao Xiaochun seemed not to have listened at all and was still crying loudly. While crying, he said: "My, my father is going to die again~~~~"
