Xue Huan was told something that he didn't dare to face. He didn't know how to explain it for a moment, and the corners of his eyes became slightly moist.
Zheng Xiaoyi stepped closer and whispered: "Brother, don't talk about him. He has a heavy task on his shoulders, and he signed up for the new drug research and development team the day before yesterday. He has already signed up, and we can't stop him even if we want to."
"You should have stopped him!" Xue Heng frowned in distress: "You can't just let him do everything! For so many years, he has been busy from morning to night, and can't even go home for reunions during holidays. He has been busy and worked hard!
Everything has passed before, but he has retired now! Why are you still letting him do whatever he wants!"
"Brother... someone has to do it, right?" Xue Huan sighed and whispered: "I have been engaged in new drug research and development for so many years, and my experience cannot be wasted like this. If the country is peaceful and the people are safe, I can retire and continue to accompany you in the nursing home. But in the future
The epidemic situation is still unclear, so we have to make some necessary preparations."
Having said this, he looked apologetically at Zheng Xiaoyi beside him.
"I know... I'm not a qualified husband, let alone a qualified father. I'm sorry for Xiao Yi, and I'm sorry for the Xiao Yue brothers and sisters."
Zheng Xiaoyi hugged his arm with red eyes and choked up: "No one said that about you...Don't say that about yourself either. The children have grown up and understand that our profession is not easy. They will forgive you.
, I never blamed you."
Xue Huan reached out and took her into his arms, hugging her tightly.
Zheng Xiaoyi sobbed softly.
Seeing them like this, Xue Heng turned away and couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"If this damn virus hadn't been so powerful... I wouldn't have stopped you! How many people had died in just one winter. Sister Ah Chun couldn't survive it, and Ah Fang finally recovered, but she couldn't bear it in the end.
Come here. It's too dangerous! I have to advise you. You are not a young man in his twenties or thirties. How old are you? A retired old man, why are you going to join in the fun? What else can you do!"
"Okay, okay." Cheng Huanran supported Xue Heng and whispered: "Uncle Heng, stop talking. Uncle Huan knows what's going on, so don't talk about him."
Xue Heng looked at the tombstone, covered his face and sobbed softly.
During this wave of the epidemic, he lost one of his closest relatives, and he still has a lot of sequelae of the epidemic and various physical discomforts.
His younger brother survived, but he still insisted on fighting the epidemic and participating in the research of specific drugs. He is already retired, and he is still worried about death. If something goes wrong, he...he can't even imagine it.
.
He has already lost Afang and does not want to lose other relatives.
He is afraid! Very afraid, very afraid, very afraid!
After a while, Xue Ling came over.
Xue Huan whispered: "Sister..."
"No need to say anything." Xue Ling said: "Take care. Without your hard work, this city would not be able to return to its current glory. You are for everyone, so you can't take care of your family. We can't help you, and it's not good either.
I advise you that I can only support you silently. If you need financial support, please feel free to ask. If you need help from the pharmaceutical group, please feel free to ask. Uncle Zhilan, we will definitely help you fulfill your filial piety so that you have no worries.
"
Xue Huan's eyes were red and he bowed gratefully.
"Thank you, sister! Thank you! Dad will leave it to you and my brother. I would like to thank you very much! When I come back safely, I will thank you one by one."
Xue Ling smiled slightly and helped him stand up.
"I don't need to say such polite words."
Then, she looked at Zheng Xiaoyi with a smile and praised: "With her as a good wife supporting you, you can achieve great things ahead. You serve the country and the people, and protect the health of our people. She protects your home for you,
So she also deserves a share of your credit."
Xue Huan quickly answered yes and hugged Zheng Xiaoyi tightly.
"Sister, if she has something she can't handle, I have to ask you to help her."
Xue Ling nodded: "Don't worry, my family will do their best."
"Thank you, sister!" they both said in unison.
Xue Heng was still immersed in grief and unable to extricate himself, sitting quietly in a daze.
Xue Ling sighed: "Of course, you and Lao San help Uncle Heng get into the car. Xiaoxin and I will take Xiaohan in another car."
"No!" Xue Han refused, wiping her tears: "I still want to stay here with my mother! I don't want to go back!"
Xue Heng glanced at his daughter and whispered: "Stop making trouble and go back first. You haven't slept much in the past two days and your eyes are all red."
"Yes." Cheng Huanchong coaxed: "Go back and rest first, and come back to accompany your aunt in two days."
Xue Xin rubbed her cold arms and said: "The wind on the mountainside is so cold, it blows on my body. It's not good to stay here for a long time, so let's go back first."
"No." Xue Han said coquettishly: "If you want to go back, go back first. I still want to stay with my mother."
Xue Heng shook his head feebly: "It's up to you. I'm tired... let's go back first."
The Cheng Huanran brothers helped Xue Heng leave the cemetery.
Seeing that his niece's complexion was very poor, Xue Huan stepped forward to take her pulse, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he massaged a few acupuncture points for her.
Xue Han was crying at first, but then he started to yawn and became drowsy.
The bodyguard carried her on his back, and the psychiatrist immediately followed.
Xue Ling watched them go away and pulled his cousin to ask about the specific situation.
Xue Huan shook his head: "After all, I'm not a psychiatrist. I'm not good at it, so I can't make any conclusions. She was a little weak and was trying to stay awake. I asked her to relax her nerves and she fell asleep quickly."
"Can you prescribe some soothing medicine for Xiaohan?" Zheng Xiaoyi asked.
Xue Huan waved his hand: "No, she is taking medicine from a psychiatrist. We can't prescribe medicine for her randomly. Professionals do professional things. We are laymen in this industry and it's not good for us to make opinions."
Zheng Xiaoyi frowned in distress: "This child..."
"It will get better." Xue Ling whispered: "She recovered well before. If A Fang's sudden death hadn't been a huge blow to her, her condition would have recovered to a great extent."
Xue Huan said: "Sister, I'm lucky to have you -"
"There's no need to be too polite." Xue Ling interrupted him, "This time it's Ah Qing and the others who are here. When Xiaohan is well, let her thank her cousins."
Speaking of this, she whispered happily: "This time we are all far away in Wenguo, and we can't reach anything in the imperial capital. Fortunately, a few children are supporting us in Xinyuan, and they contribute money and effort. With their support,
A-Yuan and I can let go and enjoy our old age."
"That's great!" Xue Huan praised: "You and your brother-in-law have trained each of them to be so good. You don't have to worry that they won't be able to bear the burden. In the future, each of them will be better than their predecessors."
Xue Ling and the couple were walking and chatting while Xue Xin behind her wrapped up her windbreaker and walked forward against the mountain breeze.
After walking for a while, she turned her head and looked at the neat rows of cemeteries from a distance. She could no longer see which one or where her aunt's tomb was.