Chapter 99 Arrival
A few days later, the family boarded a special car to Linquan. Along the way, Xie Shufen and Shen Minglei carefully took care of Shen Minghui, fearing that he would feel unwell. Shen Qingshan also silently cared about him, and Dr. Zheng from the Provincial Hospital, who was specially invited by Shen Qingshan, also accompanied them.
Although it would only take more than two hours to get there, Shen Qingshan was still a little worried about letting his son go all the way there. In the end, he asked his old friend Lao Zheng to come out of the mountain again. No matter what, he would not feel at ease until he had checked the place again when he got there.
"Old Zheng, thank you for your hard work! Let's have a drink together when we get back!"
"Okay, why are you being so polite to me? I watched Minghui grow up, didn't I?" Doctor Zheng looked at Shen Minghui's current condition, nodded, and said, "Minghui, when you get to the place, you have to continue to take the right food and apply the right medicine. It's not easy for our country to train a talent, you can't give up so soon!"
"Uncle Zheng, don't worry! I know the seriousness of the matter!" Shen Minghui chuckled.
The scenery outside the car window kept changing. As they got closer and closer to Linquan, Shen Minghui's calm heart gradually began to fill with anticipation.
Madam, your husband is here to see you. I just hope you won’t be scared!
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The special car of Shen Minghui's family slowly drove into the family compound assigned by Linquan Garment Factory. The family compound is a neat and orderly red brick building, with lush trees planted in front of each building, giving people a peaceful and warm feeling.
Although supplies were relatively scarce in Linquan in the 1970s, the living environment there was quite comfortable, which was obviously a preferential treatment given by the organization to the employees.
As soon as the car stopped, someone came to greet us. They were wearing the same uniforms of the garment factory and had warm smiles on their faces. A middle-aged man came out first, with a respectful and enthusiastic attitude.
"Director Shen, your family is finally here! The factory has prepared housing for you. We will take you there to have a look. If you are not satisfied, we can change it!"
Shen Qingshan nodded, and after getting off the car, he looked back at his wife and two children. Seeing that they were in good condition, he put down his worry and walked forward to greet them.
Shen Qingshan and others, led by the middle-aged man Chen Jianguo, came to the three-bedroom, one-living-room house on the first floor prepared for them. Although the house was not big, it had a reasonable layout and good lighting. Moreover, the first floor was obviously more convenient for Shen Minghui, who had difficulty in moving.
Shen Qingshan walked into the room, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction. Although the furniture in the room was simple, it was all brand new, and it was obviously specially prepared for them by the factory. He walked to the window, opened it, and a gust of fresh air blew in, mixed with the fragrance of the trees in the distance, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
"Shufen, what do you think?" Shen Qingshan asked, turning around.
Xie Shufen looked around and nodded, "It's great, Qingshan, this place is much better than I thought. Director Chen, thank you for your trouble!"
"Ma'am, you are wrong. Director Shen is willing to leave his superior job and come to our small county. We are all very grateful to him. We are just trying to help him solve his worries. This is our factory's duty. We don't deserve your trouble."
Shen Qingshan nodded without saying anything polite, indicating that he had taken it all to heart. He said to his wife, "This room looks like it has been tidied up. It's quite clean. So, Shufen, you tidy up Minghui's room first. Let's get Minghui down first. It's not comfortable for him to stay in the car all the time!"
"Okay!" This is exactly what Xie Shufen meant. She just touched the table and bed and found that there was no dust at all. It was obvious that the person who cleaned the house had put in a lot of effort. Time is urgent now, so she will thank him later.
Xie Shufen and others walked back to the car, took out bags of luggage, and cleaned up Shen Minghui's room first.
"Okay, let's carry Minghui down first!" Shen Qingshan said, walking towards the car door first.
As soon as the car door opened, Shen Minglei, who was hiding in the car, stepped out impatiently. He got out of the car, took a deep breath, smiled and greeted Chen Jianguo and others, then turned around to pick up his brother.
When the several logistics staff in charge of reception at the garment factory saw Shen Minghui on the stretcher, they couldn't help but show a look of shock. Although they had heard about the injury of Director Shen's son, they didn't expect it to be so serious.
Although Shen Minghui looked pale, his expression was calm. He greeted several people calmly. If the swelling on his abdomen had not been so conspicuous, none of them would have believed that he was a wounded person.
"This... is this Director Shen's eldest son?" someone asked in a low voice.
"Yes, he is my eldest son Shen Minghui." Shen Qingshan said in a deep voice, "Please lend a hand, my son has an abdominal injury and cannot move much."
Several people nodded quickly, and carefully carried the stretcher to the bedroom together, and put Shen Minghui on the bed.
Shen Qingshan and others watched Dr. Zheng busy with the examination, watching nervously.
"Mom and Dad, don't be nervous, I'm fine!"
After hearing their son's words, Shen Qingshan and Xie Shufen felt a little relieved, but they still kept a close eye on Dr. Zheng's actions.
"It's OK. The wound hasn't broken open! All you have to do next is recuperate step by step! After a month or so, the wound won't hurt anymore, and you can get out of bed and walk around slowly."
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Shen Qingshan and the others breathed a sigh of relief and finally returned to their usual calm and natural state.
"Okay, Lao Zheng, thank you for your hard work. And these comrades, don't leave at noon. You have been busy helping out for half a day. Let's go to this restaurant for lunch and let me taste our Linquan specialty!"
When everyone heard this, they refused a few times before they agreed with a smile. What a joke! Who doesn't crave the braised pork from a state-owned restaurant these days? The fat but not greasy, melt-in-the-mouth texture, who wouldn't savor it for years after eating it?
Afterwards, Shen Qingshan asked his wife and youngest son to stay and take care of Minghui, while he took Dr. Zheng and others to a nearby restaurant. At the dinner table, everyone had a good chat. Shen Qingshan also asked Dr. Zheng some questions about Minghui's recovery, and Dr. Zheng patiently answered and gave suggestions.
After dinner, Shen Qingshan returned home. Seeing that Minghui had fallen asleep, he gently closed the door.
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Shen Minghui spent several days living a life of eating and sleeping. Even though he was a calm person, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Moreover, he knew that his wife was right next to him, but he couldn't see her. This feeling was really unbearable.
I don't know how my wife is doing?
Is this mission difficult?
It seems that I still need to think of a way to bring my wife over to meet him!