Two generations of military wives compete for time

Chapter 204: Gao Weizhe’s letter, Guo Yan passed away.

"Yuanhui, is it your professional sensitivity that's causing the problem? If you're worried, you can come incognito, but please be aware that you're a patient now, so it's best to wait until you're well again before taking any action."

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife. It's always right, hahaha."

"Yuanhui, do you remember when your comrade Zhang Houbin from the county power supply company said at the comrade reunion that the taste of Kuangfu's wine was very different? I guess it was done by Grandpa Kuang's fellow villager Kuang Xinghua. Give me some ideas, I want to catch ghosts."

"That's easy. First investigate and collect evidence, then report the case. The crime of manufacturing counterfeit liquor can be sentenced to less than three years, more than seven years, fifteen years or life imprisonment, depending on the severity of the circumstances.

Where is Kuang Xinghua's winery in the provincial capital? Tell me the exact address. I will privately notify the responsible person of the police station in the area and ask them to pay special attention to it. Catching and fighting ghosts is also the responsibility of our people's police."

In the evening, Qian Yizhen and Ming Yuanhui drove back to the Chen residence. Qian Yizhen first went to chat with his grandfather Lu Kaipu and grandmother Chen Yalu. Grandma Chen Yalu said: "Today, Meng Wei called and said that the hip fracture surgery of my great uncle Chen Haoyu was very successful. With rehabilitation therapy, he will be fully recovered in a month and return to the Chen residence."

After Qian Yizhen finished chatting with his grandfather Lu Kaipu and grandmother Chen Yalu, he went to Qian's father's room and chatted for a few more words. After making sure that the old people were all right, he returned to his bedroom, put down his bag, changed into casual clothes, lit the fire, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to rest.

"Mom, mom. Gao Weizhe sent a letter to our school. There is also a letter specially written for you inside. Please take a look." Yongjun said as he handed the letter to Qian Yizheng.

"Can you tell me what Gao Weizhe said in the letter to you?"

"Gao Weizhe said that his mother was sick and had been delaying going to a big hospital for treatment. No matter how much we persuaded her, it was useless. He wrote to us and asked us to help him think of a solution." Junhua said first.

Qian Yizhen immediately sat up, opened the envelope, and began to read: "Qian Yizhen, hello. Sorry to bother you. I have been thinking about this for a long time, and only you can help me. I want to entrust my son Gao Weizhe to you, and wait for his father Gao Pan to be released from prison to take him away. I am sorry to bother you. Your whole family is good people and you are my son's benefactor.

Before my parents committed suicide out of fear of crime, I never thought that my life would end up like this. I grew up in a honeypot, with people taking care of me for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, which was incomparable to my peers. Not only was I doted on by my parents, but I also had a sense of superiority that all the people under my parents treated me like a star. I was intoxicated by that and lived a carefree life for thirty-six years.

My parents committed suicide out of fear of punishment, Gao Pan and I were sentenced to prison. The sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. I didn't know what to do. I have been stumbling through life until now. My health is getting worse and worse. I always have stomachaches. Painkillers are no longer effective. I feel that I don't have much time to live.

Maybe this is God's punishment for me, because I have eaten too much sweetness before, so he sent me so much bitterness, I can't bear it anymore, I'd better go over there and reunite with my dead parents.

The only thing that worries me is my son Gao Weizhe. I can only shamelessly beg you...

Sincerely, Guo Yan. Date of XXXX.

Qian Yizheng jumped out of bed and hurried to find Ming Yuanhui.

"Yuanhui, put down the work in your hands and take a look at the letter from Gao Weizhe's mother Guo Yan." Qian Yizheng said as he handed the letter to Ming Yuanhui.

After reading the letter, Ming Yuanhui said, "Yizhen, I think Guo Yan is in a state of despair and has no money to go to a big hospital for treatment. How about this? I'll call Ming Zhigang and ask him and Li Hongmei to go to Guo Yan's farm and persuade Guo Yan to go to Kunming People's Hospital as soon as possible. Let's send her the medical expenses and save her from danger."

Qian Yizhen said: "Okay, I'll ask my secretary Liu Xinyue to prepare the money and send it to her."

Yongjun asked: "Dad, Mom, is Gao Weizhe's mom's illness very serious? Does it cost a lot of money?" Qian Yizheng nodded.

"No wonder Gao Weizhe's mother has been reluctant to go to the hospital for treatment. It may be because the family has no money." Junhua said to herself, then turned around and ran back to her bedroom.

Junhua took out all her lucky money and pocket money and counted them. The total was more than 1,500 yuan. She found a piece of white paper, carefully wrapped the 1,500 yuan, and handed it to Qian Yizhen: "Mom, this is my lucky money and pocket money, send it to Gao Weizhe's mother for treatment."

After seeing this, they all took out their lucky money and pocket money to help Gao Weizhe's mother with her medical treatment. Qian Yizhen was moved and said, "Children, you will always be my pride."

Half a month later, Ming Zhigang called and said, "Yesterday, Gao Weizhe's mother finally agreed to go to Kunming People's Hospital for treatment. After a series of examinations, the doctor confirmed that she had advanced uterine cancer. The success rate of surgical treatment is only 10%. Should we tell Aunt Guo Yan herself?"

Ming Yuanhui hurriedly called Qian Yizhen to discuss the matter. Qian Yizhen called Ming Zhigang and said, "Our opinion is that as long as there is hope of survival, even if the cure rate is only 1%, we should treat the patient and perform the surgery as soon as possible. It is best to let the doctor and Guo Yan communicate realistically. The patient has the right to know." "Aunt, I understand."

Ming Yuanhui also made a long-distance call to Gao Pan through the internal system and told Gao Pan, who was serving his sentence in prison, about Guo Yan's illness.

Gao Pan burst into tears and choked up, saying, "It's my fault! Guo Yan, you must live well, your son can't live without his mother. I am guilty. Brother Minghui, please help Guo Yan and her son."

Ming Yuanhui said: "You should reform yourself well. Qian Yizhen and I will not stand idly by. We are fellow villagers and comrades-in-arms. Don't worry, but you must also be mentally prepared and prepare for the worst."

After Guo Yan knew her condition, she insisted on being discharged from the hospital, refused surgery, and went home to wait for death. Ming Zhigang and Li Hongmei tried to dissuade her: "Aunt Guo Yan, Aunt Yizhen has already said that as long as there is a 1% success rate, we should give it a try. What if it succeeds? Besides, the doctor said there is a 10% success rate."

With tears in her eyes, Guo Yan finally agreed to the surgery. Before the surgery, Guo Yan asked her son Gao Weizhe to stay by her bedside, and she told him everything she wanted to say. At night, she secretly wrote a suicide note and arranged her funeral affairs while watching her son sleeping.

Unfortunately, Guo Yan passed away a month after the operation. According to Guo Yan's will, she was cremated and buried next to her parents. Ming Yuanhui took Gao Weizhe on a train to the north and returned to the Chen Mansion.

Gao Weizhe, a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, once again experienced the separation of life and death. Fortunately, the Chen family provided him with a warm environment for growth, so that Gao Pan, who was in prison, no longer had to worry about his son's life and study.

The military flower, supporting the army, loving the army, and strengthening the army, warmly welcomed Gao Weizhe's arrival. Gao Weizhe was no longer the arrogant ten-year-old boy when he first came to the Chen Mansion. His face was full of sorrow, and he greeted his old good friends and elders respectfully.

The second time I stepped into the Chen Mansion, I was familiar with the place and came to the room where I used to live with Uncle Li Baoguo. I opened the door, and the room was warm and cleaned by the four kids. The bedding was dried in the sun and was fluffy, with the smell of the sun. All the daily necessities were there.

Junhua said: "Gao Weizhe, you are still in the same class with me. I am the class monitor. Let's go to school together tomorrow."