Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't even think of it. Pu Zhenhuai actually came to the same hospital. Could it be that he came to see a doctor?

There was no one else around at the moment, so he had no choice but to track it down himself.

Pu Zhenhuai walked through the front yard of the hospital, came to a moon gate, and walked into a small courtyard full of flowers.

Zhang Jiaqiang waited for a few seconds before speeding up to the entrance of the hospital. When he looked up, he saw a white wooden sign hanging next to the moon gate, with the words "Ci Ai Nursing Home" written in black Song fonts on it.

Why is she here so late at night? Is it some kind of conspiracy?

Zhang Jiaqiang entered the nursing home without thinking, and saw Pu Zhenhuai and a middle-aged nurse in a white coat walking side by side into a small building in the distance.

There was no one around and it was very quiet. He followed him to the outside of the small building and wanted to open the door to go in, but found Park Zhenhuai's figure in the brightly lit window next to him.

Zhang Jiaqiang retracted his hand from pushing the door, pressed it against the window, and looked inside.

Snow-white lights illuminated the small room, with four beds placed against the wall.

Park Zhenhuai and the middle-aged nurse stood in front of one of the beds. On the bed lay an old lady with gray hair, a wrinkled face and closed eyes.

The life monitor on the bedside table and the various tubes next to it showed that the patient on the bed was terminally ill.

Zhang Jiaqiang was wondering, is this person Pu Zhenhuai's grandma or grandma?

At this moment, voices came from the room, and he immediately listened.

"Aunt Wang is feeling a little unwell this evening. She keeps thinking about you and wants to take one last look at you!"

Pu Zhenhuai suddenly bent down and gently combed Aunt Wang's white hair, and said with a trembling voice.

"Aunt, aunt, I'm here to see you. Open your eyes and look. I'm Xiaozhen. I'm Xiaozhen who often comes to relax with you!"

As she spoke, tears rolled down her eyes and dripped down her chin onto Aunt Wang's face.

As if a miracle had happened, Aunt Wang opened her eyes. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she suddenly smiled with relief.

She struggled to raise her hand to touch Pu Zhenhuai's cheek, but her arm dropped weakly several times.

Pu Zhenhuai gently grabbed Auntie's wrist and put it on her face, "Auntie, can you touch it? It's me!"

Aunt Wang's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something. Pu Zhenhuai hurriedly leaned over her lips, but heard nothing.

At this moment the nurse said softly, "Ms. Park, aunt, she's gone!"

Pu Zhenhuai could no longer control her emotions, threw herself on the hospital bed and cried like a pear blossom.

The patients on several other beds were also infected by grief and wiped away tears one by one.

Several nurses came over and it took a long time to help Pu Zhenhuai up and walk to the side.

Through the window, Zhang Jiaqiang could feel Pu Zhenhuai's grief. It came from the bottom of his heart. It was definitely not a show-off, nor was it deliberately artificial.

It seems that this aunt has a very deep relationship with her, but I don’t know what the relationship is.

At this moment, for Zhang Jiaqiang, every bit of information from Pu Zhenhuai was extremely precious. He patiently listened carefully again.

Pu Zhenhuai wiped away her tears and chatted cordially with the patients in the other three beds for a while, as if they were treating close relatives and friends.

After a long time, she walked up to the middle-aged nurse, pulled her to the window, and spoke sincerely.

"I'm in charge of Auntie's cemetery, but..."

As she said this, she took out an envelope and handed it over, "But I can only take out so much these days. Can you ask everyone to raise money? I will replenish it for you when I have money!"

The middle-aged nurse sighed, "Ms. Park, you have done enough for the elderly. In fact, Aunt Wang and the others have signed a donation agreement and there is no need for the cemetery!"

Pu Zhenhuai shook his head violently and said excitedly.

"No, no, I don't care. All the old people have to be buried in peace. I can't let them do that. I can't control them in the world, but those I know and have taken care of cannot end up like that! "

The middle-aged nurse lowered her head and held the envelope in her hand, "Okay, we will try our best to raise money so that the old man can be buried in peace. Will you come to the funeral?"

Pu Zhenhuai shook her head slightly, "I have something big to do these days. When it is finished, I will donate a large sum of money to the hospital. Although it cannot completely solve the problem, it can make you feel a lot more relaxed. That's it. I have to leave quickly and I won’t go anywhere else!”

After saying that, she looked at the other three old people, and then hurriedly opened the door and left.

Zhang Jiaqiang heard the footsteps and hurriedly hid behind the flower trees. He waited for Pu Zhenhuai's figure to disappear at the Moon Gate before standing up.

At this moment, his mind was spinning. What on earth was going on? Could it be that this international liar turned out to be a kind-hearted thief?

What she did in the past were all kind deeds of robbing the rich and giving to the poor?

Zhang Jiaqiang hurriedly threw this judgment out of his mind and planned to verify the truth before making a decision.

"Hey, you, this patient, you have gone to the wrong hospital!"

The middle-aged nurse just came over and looked at Zhang Jiaqiang curiously.

Fortunately, he was wearing a hospital gown and bandages, otherwise he could have been mistaken for a thief.

Zhang Jiaqiang smiled awkwardly and pointed to the hospital corridor next to him, "I, I'm looking for the burn ward. I went out for a walk, but I couldn't find the door!"

He didn't even believe this clumsy lie. He couldn't see such a big door?You can come here and lie to a child!

But at this time, I can’t find any other excuse and can only say this!

The middle-aged nurse didn't think much about it, but kindly pointed out the direction for him.

Suddenly a clear female voice sounded, "Hey, you are the hero who rescued the laid-off workers, right? It was just broadcast on the news. Yes, it's you. You still have burns on your body!"

The middle-aged nurse was stunned when she heard the sound, carefully looked at Zhang Jiaqiang's appearance and said in surprise.

"You are a hero. Yes, you were on the news just now. Look at my eyes. I will help you go upstairs. How about I get a wheelchair?"

Zhang Jiaqiang had a black line on his forehead, so he returned the wheelchair and got a stretcher to carry him. But it was just right, so he could inquire about Park Zhenhuai's condition.

He immediately supported the flower tree next to him and let out a cry.

"It hurts. Don't tell me. The wound may have cracked during this walk. Please get a wheelchair and push me back to the ward!"

The middle-aged nurse hurriedly supported him, turned to the little nurse next to her and said, "Minmin, hurry up and push a stretcher cart!"

"No, no, just a wheelchair!" Zhang Jiaqiang didn't want to be treated like he couldn't take care of himself.

The little nurse trotted away, and in a blink of an eye a wheelchair arrived. The two of them worked together to help Zhang Jiaqiang into the wheelchair and pushed him towards the inpatient building.

"Can you please give me an autograph later? I, I have worshiped heroes since I was a child!"

The little nurse struggled to push Factory Manager Zhang Da and said shyly.

The middle-aged nurse scolded softly, "Minmin, please don't act nonsense, I'm hurt!"

Zhang Jiaqiang said with a smile, "Isn't it just a signature? As long as it's not on the IOU!"

The two nurses were amused and giggled.

Zhang Jiaqiang changed the subject and said, "Why is your nursing home built behind the hospital? I thought it was a garden!"

Suddenly Zhang Jiaqiang felt quiet behind him, as if there was no one there.