"Comrade Wang, I know what 'Maozi' means, but why do they call the foreign boy 'Maozi'?" Jinhuan was a little puzzled.

Wang Dapeng lowered his voice, "Now many people don't like Russians, and even these mixed-race children of our blood will be bullied."

That is, the saying "If you are not a race, your heart will be different" was widely circulated in ancient times.

Not to mention this era when the origin of the element is used to judge the high and low status. Bloodline is of course also an important criterion for measuring a person's good or bad.

Jin Huan sighed secretly in her heart, and then walked towards the brigade headquarters with the sign hanging.

"What? Why can't you meet?" Wang Dapeng said in surprise.

The brigade secretary was an old man in his sixties. After sucking two sips of dry tobacco, he spoke slowly, "Old Tong is sick and can't get up from the bed..."

"Can't you get up? What's the specific disease?" Jinhuan asked anxiously.

The brigade secretary kowtowed his pipe twice, "Why are you two comrades more anxious than the other?"

"I can't get up from bed because I'm sick, so how can I not be in a hurry? Master, please tell us where we are?" Wang Dapeng said anxiously.

Jinhuan is really about to be annoyed by this secretary of the Ministry of State. Tong Shenglin is now a bad guy in labor reform. Does his affairs still need to be kept secret and go around in circles?

The brigade secretary sighed and said, "I can't explain clearly what the specific disease is, but it should be quite serious. The hospital sent to the town commune is not admitted, and I directly transferred to the city hospital."

"Which hospital in the city?" Jinhuan asked anxiously.

"Which hospital is there? There is only one hospital in the city!" The branch secretary raised his beard.

Jinhuan and Wang Dapeng immediately knew Tong Shenglin's whereabouts and couldn't wait to rush to the hospital, but the problem now is that there is no means of transportation.

Wang Dapeng suddenly spoke, "Uncle, Mr. Tong is in a hurry now. Can we borrow your farm car to the city?"

"It's not that I don't want to borrow it. The farm is harvesting in autumn, and the car is already..." said the branch secretary hesitantly. Moreover, he is not good at lending the car to a stranger, and Wang Dapeng has a certificate and is not easy to use.

Before he could finish his words, a young man suddenly entered the door with his sweat, "Secretary Zhang, the farm tools we bought have already arrived in the city. Please write me a note and I will drive to the city to pull them back."

Jinhuan and Wang Dapeng looked at each other, and they were really sleepy and touching the pillow.

The branch secretary put the cigarette pole behind his back and started to issue a letter of introduction, "Then Xiao Chen, you can take these two comrades together."

"No problem! Anyway, the car was empty when I went there, so it would be no problem to take two people with me." The big man agreed readily.

Wang Dapeng smiled and said, "Thank you Comrade Chen, we both can drive. If you are tired of driving on the road, we can drive for you for a while."

"I'm not driving a tractor, but a big truck. Are you sure this girl can do it?" The big man raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Huan, obviously not believing in Wang Dapeng.

Wang Dapeng was probably brainwashed by Shen Yunqi, and he praised him for being so frivolous. "Don't think that Xiao Xu is a little girl, I'm not bragging about driving skills. She only studied for two weeks and passed the driving test and got the book."

"Awesome girl!" The man raised his thumbs up, "I was very quick to take the exam back then, and it took me half a year to compare with you."

Jinhuan said generously: "You are too modest. You spend half a year relying on a driver's license because the exam process is arranged like this. Unlike us, you can finish the three exams in one day."

Several people were talking when a tick knock came from the door.

"Come in." Zhang Zhishu wrote the introduction letter without raising his head.

The one who walked in from the door was the little mixed-race boy who had just hit Jin Huan on the main road.

"Come again to ask about your grandpa's situation?" asked the branch secretary.

The little boy didn't say anything, just nodded.

"These two comrades also came for your grandfather. Now they are going to see your grandfather. You just happen to go with them." The branch secretary thought for a while and said.

The little boy nodded, but still didn't say anything.

This mixed-race little boy was actually Tong Shenglin's grandson, which surprised Jinhuan and Wang Dapeng.

On the phone, Master Xu did not tell Jin Huan about Tong Shenglin's specific situation.

If this little boy was not adopted but was indeed related to Tong Shenglin, it would not be surprising that he was knocked down and released.

Nowadays, anyone with some overseas relations is always frightened, let alone intermarriage and get married with foreigners.

The bright "enemy special" label on your head, is it not easy to catch the ready-made handle?

The branch secretary quickly wrote an introduction letter to the little boy, and then a few people left the farm without stopping.

Although they were driving a truck, Master Chen had good posture and was driving fast and steady at night, faster than the minibus in the morning. Before twelve o'clock, they arrived at the hospital smoothly.

Under the leadership of the nurse on duty, Jinhuan and others found Tong Shenglin's ward.

The ward conditions were also very simple. Apart from the four patients on the bed, the remaining space was filled with the floors that accompanied the family members, and there was no place to get on their feet.

Tong Shenglin's attending doctor was not on duty tonight and had already come home from get off work. There was no one in the farm officer who was accompanying Tong Shenglin.

Jinhuan took advantage of the nurse going upstairs to patrol the room, stepped into the ward and took the pulse of the sleepy Tong Shenglin.

It is still euphemistic to say that Tong Shenglin's condition is not good. Jinhuan can report a lot of symptoms with just a little pulse.

The internal organs have their own problems.

The liver problem is the most serious. The belly with ascites can be seen with the naked eye, and the quilt covering the body is very high.

The heart is not in good condition, the pulse is thin and weak, with almost no force, the lips and tongue are almost pale and colorless, but there are dry blood on the corners of the mouth, which is obviously because I had coughed up blood not long ago.

Several old injuries that have not been healed in the past have made the body worse, which has already been exhausted.

Jinhuan didn't look back, and could feel the little boy's anxious gaze staring at her back.

She stuffed Tong Shenglin's hand back into the quilt and walked out of the ward carefully.

"Xiao Xu, how about it?" Wang Dapeng asked.

Jinhuan shook his head gently at him, "My medical skills are still superficial, and it is difficult to easily resolve the disease. I'd better wait until tomorrow to ask the attending doctor."

"Is my grandfather almost dead?" The boy suddenly spoke at Jin Huan with his eyes.

This was the first time Jinhuan heard a boy speak. Jinhuan once suspected that the little boy was a mute if he couldn't speak.

After all, I didn't see him talking on the farm before. On the way, Wang Dapeng and Jinhuan talked to him, but he didn't respond, just shook their heads and nodded.

But now he finally spoke, but he was happy but not at all happy.

Jinhuan really doesn't know how to tell a child that his relatives are about to die soon.

What's more, this may be the only relative who depends on each other, and this fact is too cruel.

"Has my grandfather's illness been cured?" the boy asked persistently.

"I may not be able to see it accurately. Let's ask your grandpa's doctor tomorrow if it's okay?"

"Just tell me the truth, I can hold on!"

I don’t know if the little boy’s skin is too white, but the red eyes make it particularly obvious.

Jinhuan bent down, his eyes level with the boy, "Are you sure you can bear it?"
Chapter completed!