Hollow wind

Annual meeting

Jiang Xiu has been living like a chilling cicada in late autumn.

It was already late at night when Jiang Xiu woke up.Xu Luyao was sitting on the armchair beside the bed, looking through the medical journals with a serious face, and from time to time he took a pen to draw on the paper. Jiang Xiu's voice was muffled by the oxygen mask : "Xu Luyao, pour me some water."

woke up?Still know thirsty?

Xu Luyao glanced at Jiang Xiu in surprise, quickly dropped the paper and pen in his hand, and poured him a small cup of warm water.When he was conscious, he always resisted the oxygen mask. He took it off and took two sips of water, but he refused to put it on again. Xu Luyao had to replace the oxygen hose for him, adjusting the tightness and oxygen concentration while Ask him, "How do you feel now?"

Although he slept for most of the night, Jiang Xiu still felt tired and didn't even have the strength to raise his arms.He frowned, coughed and panted for a while: "Chest tightness, no energy."

"The cold turned into pneumonia, and now they are all symptoms caused by pneumonia. When the inflammation subsides, you should feel better."

Xu Luyao picked up the board clip hanging at the end of the bed, walked to the other side of the bed to record the data on the monitoring equipment, and took out the stethoscope.He put the stethoscope head on Jiang Xiu's chest, moved it up and down, left and right, and listened carefully to the sounds of the internal organs, his frowning brows never relaxed.

"what happened?"

Xu Luyao ignored Jiang Xiu, helped Jiang Xiu to sit up, put the stethoscope head on his back, frowned and listened for a while, then put away the stethoscope hesitantly: "The inflammation of the lungs is still there. It hasn’t completely disappeared, but the situation is improving. However, I saw your CT with the director today, and he also felt that ordinary pneumonia would not cause such a large amount of bleeding. We are worried that you have other potential lesions in your body. Come and do a full inspection as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'm free to make an appointment with you."

"I said as soon as possible, not waiting for you to be free."

"I'll arrange it as soon as I'm free."

Xu Luyao didn't want to play meaningless word games with Jiang Xiu anymore: "Do you know that if Fang Yunwan hadn't happened to bump into him this time, you would probably be gone because of a sudden hemoptysis."

"Really? Well, he saved me again."

"again?"

Like the sea under the moonlight, calm and clear, Jiang Xiu's eyes were clear, and he said calmly: "Yes, a long, long time ago, without him knowing, he saved me once."

"No wonder you can't forget him after all these years."

"No." Jiang Xiu corrected, "I can't forget him, not because he saved me, but because he is really a good person. You will know when you have a chance in the future." Jiang Xiu suddenly restrained himself Eyebrows, a very light and fast wry smile, and said softly: "Actually, I don't know if there will be a chance in the future."

Xu Luyao didn't know what was wrong with him, so he stayed here in the middle of the night and was fed dog food.He didn't intend to spend the rest of his life with Fang Yunwan. Is Fang Yunwan a good person? What does it have to do with him?Looking at it now, the person in front of him is the one that bothers him more. He can't imagine that Jiang Xiu looks like he can't breathe without the oxygen tank. How can he attend the annual meeting of Zhaoyang Real Estate tomorrow as scheduled?

After feeding Jiang Xiu some water, Xu Luyao tried to persuade him: "Can we not go to the meeting tomorrow afternoon?"

"If I don't go, Song Zheng will definitely spread the news that I am dying of illness to everyone. By then, it will not only be Song Zheng who will have to deal with it, but also those investors who are restless at the slightest sign of trouble. Enough for us to have a headache for a while." Jiang Xiu looked tired, "After that, there is the old man, I think he is eager to find a chance to distribute some of the power in my hand to Song Zheng."

"He gives it to whomever he loves, and it's better to have a lighter burden on your shoulders."

Jiang Xiu sighed softly and shook his head: "No, it's not yet time."

"When will I get it?" As a doctor, Xu Luyao can't get used to people who don't cherish their bodies, but his best friend Jiang Xiu is the kind of people he can't get used to the most.There was anger in his tone: "Do you have to put your life in it before it's over?"

Jiang Xiu coughed a few times and smiled bitterly: "It's not enough now, I have to live for a while, so Lu Yao, you have to help me."

"What are you doing for you? Help you burn yourself to illuminate the eulogy?" Xu Luyao angrily said something back, before he finished speaking, he had already helped Jiang Xiu pull up the quilt, and slightly moved the bed Shaking a little lower, he said helplessly, "Hurry up and sleep, or even if I let you go tomorrow, you may not have the strength to get out of the ward."

He dimmed the light, and looked at Jiang Xiujuan in the faint light, falling into a drowsy sleep.The ups and downs of his chest are still erratic, and the sound of breathing sounds hard and hard. When Xu Luyao met Jiang Xiu, he had lived so hard for many years. He didn't know what he had experienced before. What to accomplish in the future.

He just always felt that Jiang Xiu was alive like a chilling cicada in late autumn—the autumn wind suddenly blew up, and he was no longer able to sing a long song, but he still had to struggle to sing the last sad song like dying.

The next day, under Jiang Xiu's repeated request, Xu Luyao increased the dosage of the medicine for him early in the morning. In the afternoon, his condition looked as good as the fake, so he asked the nurse to borrow some cosmetics to cleanse him up. Except for a few uncontrollable coughs occasionally, there was no sign of serious illness at all.

Xu Luyao was worried and applied to the hospital to go out with him.But Jiang Xiu felt that his face was too conspicuous to follow him, so as soon as he entered the Songwen Building, he drove him to his office, and didn't let him follow the venue even half a step.

According to the practice of previous years, Zhaoyang Real Estate will hold two annual meetings every year. The first annual meeting in the form of a party will be held in December, and the annual summary meeting with the theme of business analysis will be held in March and April. To be held upon completion.Therefore, this annual meeting is mainly about eating, drinking and having fun, and the atmosphere is relatively relaxed and happy.

For Jiang Xiu, this form of meeting is more difficult than analyzing the business situation in the conference room.

He is the deputy general manager of Songwen Group, so he was naturally arranged at the main table in the front row and center.That location is close to the stage with a good view, but it is also very close to the two big speakers next to the stage. Whenever there is a singing and dancing show, the lively and festive music hits like a summer rainstorm. Cold sweat broke out, and the innermost layer of clothes was wet and dry, dry and wet.

Song Qijun heard him covering his lips and coughing from time to time, and finally asked with concern: "Are you sick?"

Jiang Xiu took a sip of hot tea, suppressed the eager cough in his throat, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I caught a cold, and I have a little cough these days."

"I work hard at the end of every year. After being busy for a while, I will grant you a few days off and take a good rest."

"Thank you Song Dong."

In the company, Jiang Xiu always referred to Song Qijun by his position.This time, for some unknown reason, Song Qijun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and patted Jiang Xiu on the shoulder, sighing: "You seem to have been home for a long time, and you are being too polite. When the Zhaoyang Annual Meeting is over, Xiaozheng will also It's almost time to be busy, so find some time to go home and have fun together."

"Okay, I'll follow your arrangement."

Song Qijun was in a good mood today. He got Jiang Xiu's affirmative answer, nodded cheerfully, watched the show for a while, then turned his head to talk to Song Zheng on the other side, and the uncle and nephew got together and chatted more and more. You have to cheer up.

The last link is the awarding link for outstanding employees and excellent teams.In this session, the preparatory team ingeniously placed two red drums on the stage, one on the left and one on the right.

Between the announcement of each award, continuous drumbeats were used to build momentum, creating a lively and prosperous scene.

After several rounds of awards were presented, Jiang Xiu was already dizzy from the sound of the drums. Even when the drums stopped, he still felt his heart beating violently, pounding violently in his chest, almost jumping out of his throat generally.

According to the process communicated with him when entering the arena, he will award the team that won the second prize for the outstanding team, so he cannot leave the venue yet.But the vague depression in his heart had turned into intermittent throbbing pain. He knew that in the noisy environment, he might not be able to hold on and collapsed in the venue. Jiang Xiu secretly took out the medicine box he was carrying with him, but found At some point, the medicine box was empty.

Jiang Xiu sighed secretly, took a sip of warm water, trying to suppress the growing discomfort.

Fortunately, this is the last link of the day.

Jiang Xiuqiang supported the stage to present awards to the outstanding team and took a photo with them. He was so uncomfortable that he didn't even remember how he walked off the stage and sat back in his seat.

In a daze, he heard the host announce the end of the meeting, and the people around him began to leave the venue rustlingly. His eyes turned white and then black, his limbs were cold and weak, and his body was sweating layer by layer.There were still many people in the venue, and he knew that it was difficult for him to sit still on the chair, so he didn't dare to stand up hastily.

I don't know how long it took, but the crowd had almost dispersed, and there were only a dozen colleagues who cleared the scene, and Jiang Xiu was still sitting here upright.Jiang Xiu knew that he should leave the venue, he tried to support the table to stand up, but with a little effort, the black clouds in front of him became thicker, and there was an annoying humming in his ears.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast on the table in front of Jiang Xiu.

It was Song Zheng who lingered.He looked at Jiang Xiu and said worriedly, "Are you okay? You don't look very well, do you want to call an ambulance for you?"

Being picked up from the building by an ambulance would be worse than not being in the building early in the morning!

Jiang Xiu gritted his teeth and refused, and was about to force himself to stand up when Fang Yunwan stood in front of him and cautiously reminded him: "Boss Jiang, the original score sheet with your signature is required."

Jiang Xiu only hesitated for a second before he understood what Fang Yunwan meant: "It's in my office, follow me to get it."

"Okay." Fang Yunwan nodded, then swayed, and suddenly screamed "Ouch".Jiang Xiu's hand was grabbed by Fang Yunwan, and when he recovered, his fingers were already on Fang Yunwan's arm.Immediately afterwards, he heard Fang Yunwan say loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Knowing Fang Yunwan's intentions, he said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

"Sorry, I, I think I sprained my foot."

Hearing that he sprained his foot, Jiang Xiu was subconsciously anxious, but Fang Yunwan blinked at him, flipped his palm slightly, clasped Jiang Xiu's wrist to support him, making it impossible to see who was supporting him for a moment who.

Jiang Xiu stood up with Fang Yunwan's support: "I still owe Xiao Fang some materials, so I'll go back to the office first."

The author says:

The happy holiday is over, crying Qingqing;

Babies, the next one is Tuesday night, crying Qingqing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!