[Rebirth] Medicated Life

It was the first time for Zuo Quan to examine Han Wu so seriously and without prejudice. In all honesty, although the young man in front of him was a very young child, his eyes were not as pure as a teenager's, nor did he have any ambitions or interests. , Gentle and gentle, not stinging at all, seems like a person who has seen through the years.

In addition, Wei Guoshou and his current wife once emphasized Han Wu's goodness in front of him intentionally or unintentionally.

He also felt that if it wasn't for today's occasion and he was his son's man, maybe he could calmly treat this kid as an ordinary junior.

In other words, even if he can break off his relationship with Zuo Weitang now, he can still adjust his mentality to treat him as an ordinary junior, and even occasionally, for the sake of Wei Guoshou, he will give him a helping hand sometimes. Some conveniences are possible.

It would never be like today, losing face and resorting to such indecent means, but in the end, the desired result has not yet been achieved.

Thinking of this, Zuo Quan's eyes looking at Han Wu suddenly turned into deep displeasure, Han Wu on the opposite side was shocked for no reason, it was Zuo Weitang who reached out and lightly tapped the table top, which brought back Zuo Quan's eyes .

"Who is your temper like? I am your father. Am I going to harm you? For so many years, when you were arguing to join the army, I compromised. When you were arguing to join the combat army, I also compromised." , you don't like those things at home, you found a reason to run away, and I compromised, why can't you listen to me once!"

The more he talks about the contract, the more he gets angry. He compromised on the first few things back then. Even if he knew what he was old enough to do, what he didn't want to do, even if he ran away with such absurd reasons, he could only do it in the end. follow him.

But now, if he really fell in love with a man and lived a good life, later... later...

Zuo Quan was blocked by Zuo Weitang's anger, and his mind was a little confused. Zuo Weitang actually had no position to go back in that circle, he knew it, and now he is so tireless to straighten him , so that he can go back.

Since Zuo Weilin's decisive actions, Zuo Quan has already seen this clearly.

But in the deep-rooted thinking of generations, he can't accept that his son is so upright that he got mixed up with a man. This is not a matter of inheritance for future generations, but it is really a challenge to justice, human relations and order.

He can still believe in the saying "everything depends on man's effort" when he challenges the superiors, but he sees no good future when he challenges things like human relations and order.

"Do you think you were compromising me in all the things before?" Zuo Weitang cut off Zuo Quan's conversation and asked in a very soft voice.

Zuo Quan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that he had said something wrong. The mess at home really couldn't just be discussed between father and son. Joining the army or coming out of the closet, these things...

Zuo Quan felt a little secretly ashamed, but looked at Han Wu who was sitting side by side with Zuo Weitang, and couldn't bring himself to say anything.

"Dad, I've lived to be 30 years old. If I don't talk about some things, it doesn't mean I still can't understand them like I was when I was a child. I won't ask you anything else today. Do you still recognize my son?" Zuo Weitang looked Looking at Zuo Quan's awkward expression at that moment, he still sighed slightly, his eyes darkened, and asked him.

Zuo Quan was confused by this question, but his heart was pounding. What kind of question is this?

If he didn't want to recognize him, he would have gone with him a long time ago. Why bother to make such a fuss and do such a bunch of ugly things with an old face?

Zuo Quan was thinking sullenly in his heart, but he didn't dare to answer. Although he couldn't figure out his current state of mind for a while, he vaguely sensed that if he answered, there would be no room for change in some matters.

Zuo Weitang looked at Zuo Quan's bluish face and fluttering eyes, half closed his eyelids, then opened them again, fixedly looked at Zuo Quan, his eyes flickered, he still took Han Wu's left hand, and held it Spreading his left hand on the table for Zuo Quan to see, Han Wu moved worriedly, but did not move away.

"Dad, I don't have any ideas now. I just want to live with this person. You can accept it. I am still your son. If you don't accept it, don't recognize me, but I still regard you as my father!" Zuo Weitang said this series of words with certainty, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Zuo Quan for a moment.

What Zuo Weitang said seems to be regressing, but in fact he is forcing Zuo Quan to make a decision, either, accept the facts and stop making petty moves in the future, or pretend that there is no such son, even if Zuo Weitang tells him Still treating him as a father is something that cannot be shaken off under moral ethics.

Zuo Quan was blinded by Zuo Weitang's words, his face was blue to red, red to black, black to white, and his head was about to smoke!

Han Wucai slowly withdrew his hand, exhaled slightly, and inadvertently glanced at the scene outside the glass window, his mind was moved, and he said: "Uncle Zuo... I know you don't like me calling you like that, but do you like it?" Xi is your business, but I have to call you that."

"Look outside at the street..." Han Wu said gently.

He didn't know why, but in this moment of froze, he did as he did. He glanced outside, saw nothing unusual, and turned his head again.

Han Wu smiled, "Do you think there is nothing to see on the street? That's because of your current mood. You can look back and see a father and son at nine o'clock. Have you seen it?"

Zuo Quan followed Han Wu's instructions and looked at it in a daze.

In the past, I saw that there was indeed a father and son. The son was lying next to a puppy on the street. The dog was dirty, half-sized, and looked sickly.

The father couldn't bear to see it, and forced his son to leave. The son disagreed desperately, squatting on the ground, and didn't dislike the dog's dirtyness. He stretched out his little hand to pet the dog. Knowing the kindness of the child to some extent, he did not dodge or bite.

But the father was still startled. He pulled up the child, hugged him in his arms, and walked forward.

The child was wriggling on the father's body, opening and closing its small mouth as if trying to convince the father of something, but the father was still stern, yelling at the child, who looked like he was about to cry out with his mouth deflated.

Han Wu and Zuo Quan who were sitting here couldn't hear what the father and son said, and the situation after the father and son could not be seen as the father and son walked away.

Han Wu and Zuo Quan looked back together, and Han Wu looked at Zuo Quan seriously, "Uncle, what do you think is the matter between this father and son and that dog?"

"Isn't it that the kid wants to keep that dog, but I won't let him!" Zuo Quan was at a loss, but still expressed his opinion.

"Why not? That kid likes that dog so much." Han Wu lightly held Zuo Weitang's hand under the table, and continued to ask questions.

Zuo Quan glanced at Han Wu suspiciously, and went to Zuo Weitang again, but he didn't get any response. Zuo Quan's tone in his heart was still very blocked, and his tone was a bit off, "It's too dirty!"

"Yes, that may be that father's opinion. He thinks that the dog is too dirty. Maybe he has some disease. Maybe he can't live for a few days if he takes it home so sickly. Instead, he may think that he can go to the store Buy one for the child." Han Wu nodded slightly, agreeing with Zuo Quan's words, but suddenly the topic changed again.

"However, during this process, what did the child think, and what about the dog? The father may not have thought of it. What the father thought was not wrong. He felt that he was thinking about his child. He felt that the child was too young. , I can’t think about it that much, he feels that children are not sensible enough to see if a dog is okay. All this is happening between every parent and child.”

"But what about the child? What about the dog? The child likes this dog now. Maybe it's not good enough, it doesn't have any noble blood, and maybe it's still sick, but the child likes it. This is the child's choice."

Han Wu looked at Zuo Quan, who was in a state of deep thought because of his words, and continued, "Sometimes, people always forget the power brought by liking this kind of emotion. Taking this dog back may cost a family a certain amount of money." It takes time and money to take care of it until it returns to health, but what is more worthwhile than buying an expensive dog that is not liked by children? Parents always feel that they have considered the most comprehensive things, and it must be the best , which is true most of the time, can it include everything?"

In the last sentence, Han Wu spoke a little harder, causing Zuo Quan to look up at him.

Han Wu smiled apologetically, "Uncle, look at the pedestrians outside..."

Zuo Quan frowned, unwilling to follow Han Wu's wishes, Han Wu didn't care, and looked over to himself, holding Zuo Weitang's hand in his hand, feeling extremely at ease.

"Look, there are so many people out there who come and go every day. Even those who claim to be elites cannot escape the identity of ordinary people. What ordinary people do, eat, sleep, work and play, what they do In the end, it’s just life!”

"It's true that people are social animals, but people don't live for others after all. You can see people walking outside with smiles and smiles on their faces. Their expressions may not be able to judge their lives, but these expressions are not for other people. What comes, in the final analysis, still comes from themselves. Or it may be because of other people or things, but in the end, in the end, it is still themselves who can really make the sorrow and joy last." Han Wu said softly, such a theory is not necessarily correct, and it may be refuted to have no place in front of a true philosopher or debater.

But today, in this situation, it can touch the heart of a stubborn old man.

Han Wu's hands under the table and Zuo Weitang were slightly sweating. He didn't know what effect his right and wrong words would have on this old man. However, Zuo Weitang and Zuo Weitang froze At that moment, he knew that if he didn't make a sound, this round would be a dead end.

A dead end is not a good end for anyone, after all, it is connected by blood, so what's the point of forcing the other party to retreat.

However, this round allowed Han Wu to see clearly the temperament of the father and son, which is basically in the same line, the father is stubborn and the son is also stubborn, but for such a thing, neither of them is willing to take a step back, and they face each other head-on. There is no way to alleviate it.

Zuo Quan pondered for a long time, and suddenly looked at Han Wu with a hint of annoyance, "My boy, I was almost swayed by you, these things are completely different things! We can't say we go together!"

Han Wu immediately fell silent, and his eyes turned back and forth between Zuo Weitang and Zuo Quan. The situation that he thought had improved slightly, fell back because of Zuo Quan's words.

On the other hand, Zuo Weitang's patience was worn away by Han Wu's efforts to appease him, and he stood up abruptly, looking down at Zuo Quan, "That's how it is, you don't have my son, I'm ashamed Everything is on you, but I will still treat you as a father."

After speaking, he pulled Han Wu up and wanted to leave.

"Stop!" Zuoquan slapped the table angrily and shouted.

Zuo Weitang ignored him and went straight to the nine people who had huddled in the corner earlier.

In front of people, he said: "How much money he gave you for this matter, I will pay double now. You have withdrawn your complaint at the Health Supervision Office, and explained the matter in detail by the way."

The nine people looked at each other in blank dismay, this thing was really done, even if they took the money, they would have to go in and squat for a few days, right?

Zuo Weitang sneered, "Don't worry, you go and talk, I guarantee you are fine, and the money will be taken, if you don't do it..."

"Bastard! Are you thinking that I don't exist?" Zuo Quan danced with his cane, walked over angrily, and stopped between Zuo Weitang and those people.

Zuo Weitang skipped the contract, and only curled the corners of his mouth to look at the more interesting-looking people inside with a half-smile, and those people inside immediately understood.

The two fathers and sons in this family are really struggling. Although they still don't know what the identities of these people are, they have almost understood it. He said, "We understand. After we have done the work, we will go to Yuanhe to get the money."

After finishing speaking, the rest of the people moved very neatly as if they had received some amnesty, greased the soles of their feet, and slipped away.

Zuo Quan froze on the spot for a moment, and after a long while to react, his hands trembled with anger, and he couldn't speak his words tremblingly. The so-called Tiger Luo Pingyang being bullied by dogs is nothing more than that!

Zuo Weitang took a deep look at Zuo Quan for the last time, grabbed Han Wu's wrist and led him to push the door out. After leaving the store's gate and crossing the road, Zuo Weitang told Han Wu to wait, and he went to After driving over, the two went to the Health Supervision Office to apply for a food hygiene license again.

Han Wu nodded, leaning against the street lamppost, thinking of Zuo Quan's last expression, his eyes uncontrollably looked at the fast food restaurant across the street, wanting to see what happened to the very angry old man What's the matter, in the end, I saw a thrilling scene.

The old man followed out of the store angrily, obviously unwilling to accept Zuo Weitang's actions, and also knew that if Zuo Weitang was really let go today, the father-son relationship might really never be regained!

As soon as I got out of the gate, I saw Han Wu standing on the opposite side of the street. He didn't even look at the road conditions on both sides. He was holding a cane and was about to run straight to this side. It happened that a taxi was coming. On the street, the speed of traffic has always been very fast, and it seems that it is about to hit an unaware contract.

"Be careful—" Without even thinking about it, Han Wu rushed over, hugged Zuo Quan and jumped to the side, but was still brushed by the car, and was taken away far away.

"Squeeze——" The piercing sound of the brakes resounded throughout the street.

"Huh..." Han Wu supported his aching brain, got up and looked at Zuo Quan, who was pressed under him, Zuo Quan looked harmless on his face, but he was already in a coma. Han Wu touched his In his chest, he found that his heart was still beating, and immediately shouted at the entrance of the street.

"Zuo Weitang - Zuo Weitang -"

Zuo Weitang, who had already driven over, immediately heard the screams, stopped the car at the intersection, jumped off, and ran towards Han Wu at high speed.

When they got close, apart from the timid driver who was justifying himself, there was Han Wu with blood on his face and Zuo Quan who was held unconscious in Han Wu's arms.

Almost at the moment of seeing this scene, Zuo Weitang's heart missed a beat, and a feeling of suffocation swept over him.

It wasn't until Han Wu raised his bloody hand and yelled at him that he realized that the two were still alive!

At the moment, regardless of what the driver was still talking about, he ran over directly, picked up Zuo Quan, who was already unconscious, and dragged Han Wu, ran into the car, and drove all the way to the nearest hospital—the hospital where Mo Fan was. .

As soon as they stepped into the gate of the emergency room of the hospital, Zuo Weitang and Han Wu were surrounded by a group of doctors and nurses from the emergency room. Mo Fan, who was looking down from upstairs, saw Zuo Weitang and the bloody Han Wuben The figure who came in was also startled, and immediately abandoned the elevator and ran down from the sixth floor.

When he came down from upstairs, Zuo Weitang was the only one sitting outside the emergency room. He rushed over and asked before he could even catch his breath, "What's going on?"

With an emotion in his eyes that others couldn't understand, Zuo Weitang said the matter in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Mo Fan couldn't help but get even more angry, "You kid, why did our Xiao Wu suffer a disaster? Tell me, did our Xiao Wu spend two days with you? You can't fix it. Let go of the pile of junk at home, just like Xiao Wu, you can find ten or eight better than you!"

Hearing Mo Fan's words, Zuo Weitang was so angry that his eyes split open, but thinking about what happened to him, although he said again and again that he didn't want Han Wu to get involved, he still failed to protect him.

Thinking of this, Zuo Weitang pursed his lips, did not refute, and sat down on the bench outside.

Mo Fan looked at him in a cowardly manner that he had never seen before. He raked his hair and knew that he was impatient for a while. He waved his hand at him and put on a mask, "Forget it, forget it, I'm not talking about this now It's time, from what you described, Xiao Wu should only have trauma, but he may have a concussion, as for Uncle Zuo, I'll go in and have a look."

Zuo Weitang glanced at him gratefully, and after Mo Fan entered the emergency room, he continued to wait outside without saying a word.

About half an hour later, Han Wu was the first to be helped out, with a scratch on his forehead, bleeding a little, a fractured right hand, bandages, and countless scratches, large and small.

The nurse wanted to help him go to the ward and stay in the hospital for observation for a day. As soon as he left the door of the emergency room, Zuo Weitang caught him and looked at him up and down. After he was sure that there was nothing serious about him, he said in a hoarse voice with strong guilt: " Go lie down with the nurse for a while, and I will wait for Mo Fan to see how my dad is doing."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Fan had already come out, and exhaled a big breath at Zuo Weitang, "It's okay, Uncle Zuo was in a hurry earlier, and was so shocked again, couldn't bear it, passed out, and suffered a big wound That is to say, there was a tear on the leg, and there was a lot of blood, but it has been stitched up now, and there is no serious problem."

"By the way, Xiao Wu, what's your blood type?" He suddenly turned to Han Wu who hadn't left yet and asked.

"Type A." Han Wu was puzzled.

"Coincidentally, the nurse took him to draw some blood, and he will lose it to the old man inside." Mo Fan ordered.

Han Wu, Zuo Weitang, including the nurse were all taken aback, and then said together: "Is the hospital not enough plasma? (Dean Mo, there is still type A blood!)"

Especially Zuo Weitang, when he heard that Zuo Quan was fine, he was even more reluctant to ask Xiao Wu to donate blood.

Mo Fan smiled slyly, "Don't smoke too much, Xiao Wu just lost a little blood just now, a little bit is enough, it's already reached this point, let's add more fire, Uncle Zuo woke up and said his life was saved by Xiao Wu Well, without Xiao Wu's life-saving blood, even if nothing happened at the time, later...you understand? As for the blood plasma...you know how to say it, right?"

"..." Both Han Wu and the nurse twitched their mouths, unable to speak.

On the contrary, Zuo Weitang glanced thoughtfully into the emergency room, carefully helped Han Wu to his side, and said, "Anyway, he doesn't know, all the plasma is used, so it's Han Wu's blood."

"..." This is not an adulteration, but a complete fake!

On the afternoon of the second day, Zuo Quan woke up from bouts of dizziness. When he woke up, he found a circle of people around the bed. The old buddies are all there, but Zuo Weitang and Han Wu are missing.

And his last consciousness was still at the moment when Han Wu hugged him and fell to one side.

When a group of people saw him open his eyes, they all had expressions of joy. Zuo's mother wiped the red eye sockets, and leaned in front of Zuo Quan, "I woke up, does it still hurt? Is there any discomfort?"

Zuo Quan opened his mouth to speak, only to find that his throat was dry and sore. Zuo's mother immediately called someone to pour water for him, and fed him to drink. He had just finished drinking, when Mo Fan on the other end heard that the patient had woken up, and rushed to come over.

I drove out the people who surrounded the room, gave the old man a few routine checks, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, just take a good rest.

Zuo Quan nodded to him, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "How is he...?"

"Who are you talking about?" Mo Fan put on a confused face, but he was happy with Zuo Quan's rare embarrassment.

"It's you... you... your little junior brother." Zuo Quan faltered a few times, but still asked.

"He was injured more seriously, but fortunately he was young.

, recover quickly, it’s not a serious problem, but you lost too much blood, our hospital’s plasma happened to lack your blood type, and Xiaotang’s was inconsistent with yours. In the end, he insisted on transfusing a lot of blood for you. No, now he lacks some blood and is fainting in the ward, and Xiaotang is taking care of him. " Mo Fan said, sighing faintly, the words are very ordinary, but every sentence is to emphasize that everything that Han Wu has endured is an innocent disaster.

"I haven't told Master yet, because I'm afraid that Master will blame me, and there will be an earth-shaking riot together, so Xiaowu doesn't even have a relative to take care of her, Xiaotang and I will take turns to come here! "As he spoke, he also carried a bit of tolerant blame and complaint against Zuo Quan.

Hearing Mo Fan's words, Zuo Quan lay on the bed in a daze, not knowing how to react.