Chapter 688 "Old Man"
"Do you remember Guo'er?"
Candy looked at Li Qianqian curiously, never expecting that this big sister would appear here.
It seemed that the eldest sister was not very happy, and she smiled obviously, but Candy didn't feel any joy from this eldest sister at all.
It seems a little heavy.
Just like...the depressing feeling exuded from my brother when my grandfather went to another world.
Seeing the eldest sister raising her hand, she didn't know whether it was because she felt distressed or for some reason. Candy walked over unconsciously and let her eldest sister touch her head.
"I haven't seen you for a long time and you have grown so tall."
"It's rare that you still remember me."
Li Qianqian's face had a little more smile, but it made others feel distressed.
Especially Zhou Yaling, as a girl, can feel it even more.
Candy looked around and asked with some confusion:
"Why don't you see Grandpa Chen? Isn't Grandpa Chen with you every time?"
Li Qianqian trembled, and her facial expression instantly froze.
“Your Grandpa Chen is sleeping next door.”
"Oh! Grandpa Chen is such a lazy boy. Father Sun has climbed to the top of his head."
Li Qianqian pinched Candy's cheek and withdrew her cold right hand.
It would be great if the teacher was still the sun that rings at noon.
But, the teacher is already setting the sun.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
In an instant, Li Qianqian stood up and ran to open the door in three steps.
When I opened the door, I saw a nurse wearing a mask whose face could not be seen clearly.
But it can be seen from the pair of eyes that the nurse outside the door should be very young.
There is light in those bright eyes.
"Professor Li, Academician Chen is awake and wants to see you."
That's right, Li Qianqian was hired as a professor by Beijing University on the day she graduated.
It is ability and inheritance.
Following Li Qianqian, Mo Jingchun took the candy and went through professional medical disinfection before entering the ward under the scrutiny of the soldiers.
Zhou Yaling stayed in the lounge alone with the bodyguards.
Wearing an adult medical mask, half of the little guy's face was covered, and only his big, rolling eyes were exposed, curiously looking at the various beeping equipment in the ward.
Looking at the teacher who was as thin as a stick on the hospital bed but still had a smile on his face, Mo Jingchun didn't know how to speak.
Chen Xihe saw the little guy looking around next to Mo Jingchun, and the smile on his face deepened.
Of all the students he has taught in his life, Li Qianqian understands him best.
It is also a wonderful thing to see this cute little guy again.
In this life, except for the danger from space that has not yet been solved, I have no regrets in this life!
"Here we come."
Chen Xihe's voice was a little hoarse, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat.
The voice also seemed weak.
Yes, they are already as thin as firewood, and how can they find the strength to speak loudly.
Hearing the voice, Candy looked over.
"Grandpa Chen, are you awake?"
Candy stared at the somewhat unfamiliar Grandpa Chen in front of him with wide eyes. The image in his mind was very different.
It turns out that when the eldest sister said that Grandpa Chen was sleeping here, he was not really sleeping, but was sick.
“You have grown so tall.”
“I was still a little carrot head before.”
Hearing the words "little carrot head", Tangtang raised his eyebrows and stood on tiptoes.
Candy, who was a little angry for a moment, blurted out without thinking: "Old man, I'm not a little carrot head."
"I'm already in the first grade."
The next moment, the candy is greeted by a crisp chestnut.
“Ouch, it hurts.”
Looking at Candy who jumped up and covered his head, Chen Xihe laughed out loud.
The next second, Chen Xihe glared at Mo Jingchun again.
"What should I do if I break it?"
"What a good old man...ahem...no one has called me old man for how many years."
I sighed with emotion. After a while, Chen Xihe knew that there was not much time left for him.
No one knows his physical condition better than himself.
If it weren't for these machines, he might have died long ago. Even so, he could clearly feel that if he fell asleep again, he might really sleep forever.
"Sissi, give my computer to Xiaochun."
"Yes." Li Qianqian hummed and gave Mo Jingchun a computer bag not far away.
Looking at Mo Jingchun's confused eyes, Chen Xihe said with some difficulty: "The computer contains some of my research ideas and some information."
"I have applied for all the information in the computer with the above."
Feeling a pain in his heart, Chen Xihe frowned and suddenly grabbed Mo Jingchun's hand, and even his voice became louder. Share your strength.
"You are a genius, a real genius. I know you don't like the feeling of being restricted."
"Some people say that you are researching aerospace aircraft, and some people say that you are researching spaceships. , no matter what it is, don’t give up!”
“When necessary, you can apply for help from above.”
Seeing Grandpa Chen's widened eyes, Cantang was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
The hand originally holding Mo Jingchun naturally fell on the quilt.
The alarms of various instruments sounded, and a group of doctors ran over, and Mo Jingchun and the other three were also invited out by the nurse.
Outside the ward, within ten minutes, a group of people gathered, and people were coming from various places.
The teacher was alone for the rest of his life, but he had many talents all over the world.
After more than an hour of rescue efforts by doctors, Academician Chen still did not survive.
I don’t know if he was frightened. From the hospital to the funeral home, Guangdong remained silent. His little hand held Mo Jingchun’s hand tightly and did not let go for a moment.
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Chengnan Primary School, Grade 1, Class 1, the second class on Friday morning is math class.
The math teacher is Qu Weijun, the head teacher of Class 1.
"Stand up!"
"Hello, teacher!~"
"Hello, classmates!"
"Sit down!"
Qu Weijun looked at Monitor Mo Hanhan’s deskmate was still empty, so she couldn’t help but ask:
"Isn't classmate Mo Xiaoxue here today?"
Feeling the class teacher's gaze, Mo Hanhan hesitated for a while and said:
"I heard from my grandma that brother Xiaochun and Tang... ...Mo Xiaoxue hasn’t come back yet.”
Looking at the spotless empty seats again, Qu Weijun nodded.
“We are in class, and the teacher left a question yesterday. Did any of the students answer it?”
"The answer is 1" the students shouted together.
Qu Weijun smiled slightly, life or death was unpredictable.
"Oh? Cheng Ping'an, teacher, you have the loudest voice. Come, come up to the podium and tell your classmates how the answer "1" came about."
"The answer is correct. , but what the teacher wants to know is the calculation process.”
The flesh on the face of the little fat man sitting in the middle row shook with fear.
Isn't it just because his voice was a little louder that the head teacher focused on him?
It's so pitiful that I forgot all about what my father told him yesterday. I only remember one answer. (End of this chapter)