Chapter 18: Waiting for me

On Saturday, Li Kun woke up early.

The appointment with Yingchen was 9:30.

After washing up, I changed my clothes, and the set of work I carefully selected like crazy last night was neatly hung in the wardrobe.

Li Kun reached out to get it, but stopped halfway.

After a night of sleep, rationality is exaggerated again.

He didn't know what it means to take this step.

Yingchen returned from Hangzhou, and her heart was so obvious. Her bright and passionate personality was exactly the same as when she was eighteen years old.

Everyone says don't fall twice in the same place.

But it just happened that people were most likely to continue falling down there.

Li Kun thought he could get over this hurdle, but when he saw her, he was so good and bad, laughing and crying, and his long-depressed thoughts could not help but leak out.

He walked through the kidneys and the heart on Yingchen.

Too unforgettable.

Li Kun's thoughts calmed down and he let out a heavy sigh.

The cell phone on Table Mountain rang and a new text message was prompted. When I saw it, it was sent by Yingchen.

[I'll wait for you at the gate of the community on time.

]

Through the screen, you can also feel her cautious fear of his failure to make a promise.

The psychological furnishings just now were instantly cleaned up and suppressed.

Li Kun calmed down and replied: [Okay.

]

I returned to the SMS box list and found that there was still an unread message.

It's Li Xinyuan:

[Cousin, my mother asked me to remind you, don’t forget to come to your house on Friday, and she will go to see your uncle with you.

]

Li Kun remembered that he had agreed with Li Minyun before and went to the sanatorium to see his father together on Friday.

Speaking of Li Mingyuan, he is worthy of the label of a lifetime of military service, with perseverance, integrity, emotion and reason, love and sincerity, and clear points.

The most essential part of Li Kun's character almost inherits his father.

When Li Mingyuan was not in trouble, his position was sharp and prominent, his relationship with his wife was very good, and he was truly tender.

And since Li Kun’s mother passed away, the iron man has never been able to get up again.

Alzheimer's disease has been suffering from his body and nerves in recent years.

Even if Li Kun stood in front of him, Li Mingyuan couldn't recognize that this was his son.

Li Xinyuan's text message came again:

[Yes, my cousin, next time I call Sister Zou Ting to come to my house for dinner.

]

Li Kun took a look and deleted this one, without replying.

He put his cell phone back on the bed, put his hands on his waist, and looked at the clothes hanging in the closet.

A few seconds later, Li Kun moved the hanger to the inside and gave up.

He wore a military uniform, a short-sleeved shirt with pine green and trousers in the same color, and two badges on his shoulders made him look refreshed.

Li Kun took a look in the mirror and went out like this.

Just as I finished packing, the phone rang again, Li Kun answered as he walked: "Hmm?"

Meng Ze: "Where are you?"

Li Kun: "Don't look for me today, I'm not available."

Meng Ze was impatient and interrupted directly:

"What happened to Yingchen."

——

The military district hospital was in a mess on the operating room on the sixth floor, and experts and professors from the cardiovascular department were in urgent consultation.

Ying Yizhang was admitted to the hospital with a heart attack, and the movements disturbed the peaceful courtyard.

Meng Ze roughly explained the situation on the phone: "I'm on the way to the hospital, and there are still more than ten minutes left.

Are you at home or on the team?

Do I want me to pick it up?"

After the impulse cooled down just now, Li Kun regained his sanity and said, "I won't go."

Meng Ze: "Grudges are grudges. One code is one code, and it's up to the old man who once promoted you. You should also go and take a look."

Li Kun has not said anything yet.

Meng Ze: "Okay, I'm not too lazy to go or not."

Li Kun said: "Which hospital?

I'll go."

The weather forecast says that Typhoon Hairui on the coast passed through and Xingcheng was affected. Although it was still at the end of the dog days of autumn, it seemed that autumn had begun overnight.

Outside the operating room, there were all men in uniforms. Meng Qianfan was asking the experts carefully, and the two guards behind him stood in a pine shape.

After a while, Meng Qianfan shook hands with the expert to express his gratitude, and then whispered to the guard: "You guys go outside and wait."

With his feet leaning against each other, he raised his head and said, "Yes!"

After the person left, Meng Qianfan walked to Cui Jingshu and said, "Lao Ying's heart attack came too quickly, but fortunately she sent it over in time. I just asked the professor and my life was saved, but the operation is still underway."

Hearing that people were safe, Cui Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, "That's good, that's good, thank you Political Commissar Meng."

She looked up at everyone waiting again, "Thank you."

"Sister-in-law, you are polite."

"Look at what you said, it should be."

"It's good that the leader is fine."

Greetings and refusals, the friendship is true.

Meng Qianfan was surprised: "Lao Ying has been in good health in the past two years, why did she suddenly become stronger?"

Cui Jingshu looked embarrassed and passed by perfunctorily: "Maybe the weather changes too fast and it's cold because of the wind."

Meng Qianfan: "Oh, that's right, after all, his foundation is no longer as good as when he was young.

By the way, where are Yingchen and Yingjing?"

"Ying Jingzheng rushed back from the school."

Cui Jingshu told her vaguely: "Xiaochen was called by the doctor."

At the corner at the end of the corridor, Yingchen leaned against the wall, looking tired.

She heard Meng Qianfan's words just now, and her father's life was saved, and she was saved.

Her throat rolled slightly, she lowered her eyes to look at the tip of her shoes, and she rubbed the ground hard.

Two guards who had just been called out by Meng Qianfan were guarding the door and looked at her and explored.

Yingchen forced a smile at them, then turned around and left.

The small garden outside the inpatient department is clean and refreshing, with colorful flowers and branches and trees.

Yingchen wore a beautiful little dress today. The skirt was a little short and her bare legs were exposed in the wind, but she couldn't feel the cold.

"Xiao Chen'er!"

Meng Ze's voice.

Not far away, his ice-blue supercar was reversing into the garage.

Meng Ze got out of the car and trotted over: "How is Uncle Ying?"

Are people out of danger?

What did the doctor say?”

Yingchen nodded, "I'm still in the operating room, but I'm not in danger of my life."
To be continued...