After Weiran handed Ningning to Gu Xiaotao, she hurried to the hospital.
Weiran didn't know what illness Father Ding had, but she just heard Ding Zijun's voice on the other end of the phone and knew that Father Ding must be seriously ill.
It was still early at this time, so there was no traffic jam on the road. Weiran came out of the community where Gu Xiaotao lived, and the car drove smoothly to the hospital.
As soon as Weiran walked to the door of the emergency room, she saw Ding Zijun standing in the corridor. At this time, he completely lost his usual graceful appearance, and his usually handsome cheeks were also covered with stubble.
"Weiran, you're here." When Ding Zijun raised his head and looked at Weiran, Weiran realized that both of his eyes were red and bloodshot. He must have not slept all night.
"Zijun, how is your father? What disease does he have? Why was he suddenly hospitalized?" Weiran asked Ding Zijun anxiously.
Ding Zijun said in a low tone: "My father suffered from myocardial infarction. He fell ill suddenly in the early morning. He is still in the emergency room. I wonder what his condition is now? I am really afraid that something will happen to him. He used to be
I am too ignorant, if he can be healthy, I will definitely not make him angry again."
Ding Zijun's voice was not as steady as before, but had a hint of panic.
Weiran had heard Ding Zijun tell something about him before. After Ding Zijun was forced away by Ding's father because of a girl he once liked, his relationship with Ding's father had always been cold. What Weiran didn't expect was that in this
At that time, Ding Zijun actually said such words to her.
Perhaps Ding Zijun suffered from unbearable psychological pressure because he was too worried, and now he finally released it when facing Wei Ran.
Wei Ran sighed softly, and then said: "Zi Jun, don't worry too much. This is the best hospital in City A, and the doctors here are also the most authoritative. Father will be fine."
Weiran didn't know how to comfort Ding Zijun. After saying this, she didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere suddenly felt awkward.
"Are you hungry? I'll buy you something to eat?" Weiran looked at the door of the emergency room that had been closed tightly, knowing that Ding's father wouldn't be able to come out for a while, and Ding Zijun had been waiting since night, and his physical strength was still very high.
It must have consumed a lot, so I said.
"No, I'm not hungry." Ding Zijun was in an extremely bad mood at the moment, so how could he eat anything?
"Zijun, you have to eat some even if you don't want to, otherwise you will fall down before your father wakes up." Weiran looked at Ding Zijun's tired look and expressed concern.
"Weiran, thank you." Ding Zijun finally acquiesced. He looked at Weiran with gratitude and said.
"Why are you being polite to me? I'll go shopping first." Faced with Ding Zijun's affectionate thanks, Wei Ran said uncomfortably, and then left the emergency room.
There is a large porridge shop downstairs of the hospital. Ding Zijun must be very tired at this time, and Wei Ran did not dare to buy him anything too greasy, so he went to the porridge shop and bought him some porridge.
At this time, the sky was already getting brighter, and many young people who got up early to go to work came to the porridge shop to have breakfast, so the porridge shop was very crowded and noisy.
Weiran waited for a while before she got her seat. At this time, she was also a little hungry, so she bought two portions of porridge and packed them to go to the hospital.
When Weiran returned to the hospital, he saw many reporters squatting there.
These reporters didn't know where they got the news. At this moment, they were all gathered at the entrance of the hospital, wanting to report the news about Father Ding's illness.
Wei Ran also knows that for a company, if its leader falls ill and is hospitalized, it will definitely cause some changes and even cause the stock price to fall.
Weiran was afraid that these reporters would recognize her. She was besieged by these reporters yesterday, and now she was frightened when she saw these reporters. Fortunately, these reporters were busy negotiating with the hospital staff, so there were not many people.
Notice Wei Ran going inside.
Weiran hurriedly pulled up the collar of her clothes, lowered her head, and hurriedly walked into the hospital door.
Weiran carefully paid attention to whether she was followed by reporters along the way. It was not until she returned to the emergency room that she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zijun, there are many reporters outside." Wei Ran took a breath and said to Ding Zijun.
Ding Zijun frowned slightly and said: "Basically no other outsiders know about my father's hospitalization. These reporters can still follow me here. Their noses are really good."
"Then what should we do?" Weiran was a little anxious.
In today's society, you really can't offend reporters for anything. If you offend them, they may discredit your company, and you won't be able to recover even if you want to.
"It doesn't matter. I have already called my father's special assistant. I believe he will find the crisis public relations officer soon and ask them to come forward to solve this matter." Ding Zijun's tone was still low, without any fear.
Although Ding Zijun has never cared about the company's affairs and doesn't like doing business, Wei Ran feels that Ding Zijun is actually a rare business genius.
His gentleness and modesty, his concealment, and his reticence all determine that he is a very suitable person for doing business.
If something unexpected happened to Ding's father, Wei Ran thought, Ding Zijun would shoulder the burden of the company without hesitation.
Thinking of Ding's father, Wei Ran's heart lifted again. Ding Zijun was not in the mood to eat, but knew that he couldn't fall down at this time, so he ate half a bowl of the porridge Wei Ran brought him.
Weiran was a little worried about Ningning. She called Gu Xiaotao. Gu Xiaotao said over there that she had sent Ningning to kindergarten, so Weiran didn't have to worry.
Weiran feels very considerate to have such a friend who can trouble her at any time.
As soon as Weiran hung up the phone, the door to the emergency room opened and Weiran hurriedly walked over.
"Doctor, how is my father?" Ding Zijun had already stepped forward to greet him, speaking anxiously to the doctor.
"The patient has passed the critical period, but the patient must not experience any stimulation in the future. It is best to keep a calm mind, otherwise it is very likely to relapse. When it relapses, it will be even more difficult to treat. You must do a good job
Mentally prepare." The doctor was also very tired now, so he simply said a few words and left.
Hearing the doctor's words, Wei Ran's mood became even heavier, while Ding Zijun on the side also had a heavy look on his face.
After Ding's father was out of danger, he was transferred to the special care ward.
The special care unit of the People's Hospital is very luxurious, like a small apartment. As soon as Ding's father moved in, Ding Zijun ordered a servant to take care of him.
Wei Ran and Ding Zijun walked into the ward together. At this time, Ding's father was lying quietly on the hospital bed.
After not seeing each other for just one night, Weiran found Ding's father's change very shocking.
In Weiran's memory, Father Ding has always been in good spirits, but today's Father Ding is lying sickly on the bed, just a very fragile old man. Weiran is a little uncomfortable seeing Father Ding like this.
Father Ding had just been rescued and was in very bad spirits right now. Weiran didn't want to disturb him, so she just watched him quietly from the side.
Father Ding squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at Weiran, as if he wanted to say something to Weiran, but he never said anything.
Ding Zijun walked up to Ding's father, gently grabbed his hand, and said, "Father, you have a good rest. I am here to handle the company's affairs. I will definitely handle everything."
At this time, Ding's father moved his lips slightly and made a faint sound. Ding Zijun gently leaned down and put his ear in front of Ding's father's mouth, and then heard what he said.
Ding Zijun frowned, then straightened up and said to Weiran, "Father wants to talk to you."
Weiran didn't know what Father Ding wanted to say to her at this time, so she walked forward full of doubts.
Standing in front of Ding's father's hospital bed, Weiran also leaned down and heard Ding's father say weakly: "Weiran, you and Zijun must be together well, you two must be well together..."
Ding's father just repeated this sentence over and over in his mouth. Weiran patted the back of his hand gently and said: "Father, don't worry, I will be fine with Zijun. You'd better rest quickly and take good care of yourself."
After hearing Weiran's promise, Ding's father felt relieved and gently closed his eyes.
At this time, a nurse came over to give Ding's father an infusion, and Wei Ran stood aside quietly.
Her mood at the moment was very complicated. She didn't know if Ding's father had noticed something, so he repeatedly asked her and Ding Zijun to live well.
However, now that Leng Junyi knows Ning Ning's true identity, will he still let her and Ding Zijun live happily?
Moreover, Wei Ran has been in love with Leng Junyi for such a long time, and now the misunderstanding has finally been resolved. She also promised that Leng Junyi will divorce Ding Zijun soon and be with him.
It happened that something like this happened again at this time. Father Ding's illness could not bear the stimulation at all. If Father Ding found out about her and Leng Junyi, wouldn't something bigger happen?
Weiran is now filled with distress. She did not expect that the relationship between her and Leng Junyi would be so difficult, as if God was deliberately setting up a hindrance.
Every time, she thought her relationship with Leng Junyi had become clear, but who knew, all kinds of problems would arise again.
Weiran stood in the corner and sighed helplessly.
Weiran's expression at this time was all seen in Ding Zijun's eyes. Ding Zijun's face looked much better now than in the morning. He walked gently to Weiran's side and asked with concern: "Weiran, what's wrong with you?
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"Zijun, I have something to tell you." Weiran finally plucked up the courage to say.