The director of the hospital was wondering when he suddenly saw the elevator opening again, and Di Wanguo was waving to him!
"Old sir, do you have any other instructions?" The dean quickly walked into the elevator.
Di Wanguo said: "I need your help with something..."
"I don't dare to ask for help. As long as it is within my power, I will definitely help you do it!"
"It's very simple. My old woman is a little prejudiced against Lin Kexin and won't let her see my son. I'll leave this matter to you."
"Well..." The dean frowned and said, "Okay, sir, please don't worry, I promise to complete the task!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator arrived. Di Wanguo got out of the elevator and walked out of the inpatient department. Suddenly he felt that the day was different. The air was much fresher and his mood became more comfortable.
"Master, are you going back to Julongzhuang?" the bodyguard asked cautiously.
"Go back later."
"Now, where are we going?"
"Go find a place to get a haircut first. Come to think of it, I haven't had a haircut in a long time."
"Okay, sir, let's find the best professional barber shop now!"
Di Wanguo smiled and said: "No, no, no, if you want to find a barber stall like the one set up on the street, you must have an elderly barber master."
"Ah?" The bodyguard was stunned for a moment: "Master, with your status today, why...are you looking for a barber like that?"
"You won't understand. Just do as I say. Only that kind of barber knows what hairstyle was popular twenty years ago."
"Oh, okay sir, please get in the car. There should be other barber stalls like this in the old street area."
In the evening, Julongzhuang!
Mrs. Di was walking around the living room alone, feeling restless.
"Lao Sang, sir, is he back?"
"Madam, I haven't seen the master's car come back."
"Hmph, that damn guy can't find anyone every time at a critical moment! Call him and ask him to come back right away!"
"Yes, madam." Lao Sang had just dialed Di Wanguo's number when he heard the phone ringing outside.
"What do you want from me?" Di Wanguo slowly walked back from outside.
"I'm so anxious now. Why are you asking me anything? You--" Mrs. Di was about to get angry. She was stunned when she saw Di Wanguo. She saw that the beard he had grown for many years had actually been shaved off and even trimmed.
She had a retro hairstyle, and although she looked a little out of step with the times, she still looked energetic, as if she had gone back to the time when she and he first met...
"Husband, why did you...have such a haircut?" Mrs. Di's heart suddenly softened. She thought that this old ghost must have been so cruel to her in the hospital today, so she felt guilty, so she had a haircut like that.
When he comes back to see her, it means that he still cares about her...at least about the past relationship.
Di Wanguo's mood seemed to be much better, and he said: "There is no need to make a fuss about changing your hairstyle. Let's talk about your business. Why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"
Only then did Madam Di remember the business and said: "Husband, the dean called just now and said that the situation of our family Shilun seems not as optimistic as expected. Because he hasn't woken up after so long, I'm afraid it's going to be bad.
direction of development, so...it's best..."
"What's the best?" Di Wanguo picked up the teacup and said, "Don't hesitate, what exactly did you say?"
Madam Di could only say truthfully: "It is best to let the person he cares about most accompany him...but..."