Li Zheng stood at the door of the ward, placing his hand on the doorknob, and did not press it for a long time.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened from inside, and Xiao Wang, with a basin in one hand, came out of the ward.

"Mr. Lee?"

With an awkward expression on Li Zheng's face, he nodded and said: "Mr. Zhao is okay."

"Secretary Zhao's body temperature is slowly falling, and his consciousness is clear. Just now I was still asking me about you!" Xiao Wang said with a smile, "By the way, Mr. Liang just walked away and said that he was going back to the hotel. "

He looked at the water in his hand, "Why don't you come in first, Mr. Li, and talk to the secretary, I will pour the water."

Li Zheng's gaze passed through Xiao Wang and fell on Zhao Mu's body. Zhao Mu also happened to look over at this time. The two eyes met, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle.

After Xiao Wang left, only Li Zheng and Zhao Mu remained in the room.

Li Zheng gently closed the door and walked slowly to Zhao Mu's bed and sat down.

"Xiaozheng? Is it really you?" Zhao Mu's voice trembled slightly, with excitement and disbelief.

Even with Lao Meng's words and Zhao Qiuhua's letter as a pavement, when Li Zheng really appeared in front of him, Zhao Mu's heart still turned up against the stormy sea.

He had countless questions in his heart, but when he saw Li Zheng's calm eyes without a trace, all Zhao Mu's words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't ask a word.

Li Zheng noticed the strangeness of the old man and unconsciously rubbed his eyebrows, "Sorry, after the accident at home, I had a sickness and had a high fever for a few days. Many things were confused and I can't remember."

When Zhao Mu heard this, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He thought that what Li Zheng said was Zhao Qiuhua's leaving home. As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Mu had no face to face this grandson anymore, and he couldn't ask any more questions in his mind.

"Your father and sister are okay." He was silent for a while, and asked dryly.

Li Zheng raised his head slightly, "Father left in the middle of last year and was caught in a storm when going out to sea. My sister is...not bad now.

Zhao Muping's hands on the hospital bed suddenly clenched, and because of excessive force, blood returned to the part where the infusion tube and the needle were connected, and the blood flowed back to the infusion tube.

Li Zheng was startled, he put his hand on the back of the old man's hand, "Relax." He said in a deep voice.

"Li Qiang...Li Qiang him!" A flush of flush appeared on Zhao Mu's pale face, and the bones all over his body were trembling. "Li Qiang..." He clenched the quilt with his hands tightly, staring at Li without blinking. Clank.

His needle had already slid out of the blood vessel, and a small packet was raised at the injection site of his arm, but Zhao Mu didn't care at all, and his entire attention was focused on the news that he had just received.

Li Qiang is dead.

His son-in-law, Li Qiang, is dead?

How could this be? How can you do this? Li Qiang is a good man and a very filial son-in-law, and even Zhao Mu often thinks in private that even if he has a son, he cannot be more filial than Li Qiang.

Because of his daughter, he shamelessly faced his son-in-law, but he never thought that Li Qiang would be gone.

Although according to Li Zheng's statement, Li Qiang went out to sea and was in trouble in Shanghai, but does this really have nothing to do with Zhao Qiuhua's sudden departure?

"How can this be? How can this be?" Zhao Mu muttered to himself.

Upon seeing this, Li Zheng first pulled out Zhao Mu's needle, and then quickly walked out to find a nurse.

By the time he and the nurse came in, Xiao Wang was already there, and the Chinese delegation headed by Xian Ning that he had seen this morning.

Both Xian Ning and others looked anxious, "Secretary Zhao? Secretary Zhao? What are you talking about?" They also saw that Zhao Mu's mood was obviously something wrong.

Seeing Li Zheng come in, Xiao Wang greeted him directly.

"Mr. Li, what happened just now? Why did the secretary suddenly become like this, as if... as if he had been hit in some way."

Li Zheng glanced at him and did not answer. Instead, he turned his head and said to the nurse: "His mood is very uneasy. The needle slipped out of the blood vessel just now and I pulled it out. Could you please take another injection."

The American nurse nodded with a face, "Sir, please control your emotions." Ignoring everyone, she walked to Zhao Mu's bed and said solemnly.

The female nurse's movements were very neat. After she warned Zhao Mu again not to be overly excited, she nodded to Li Zheng and left the ward.

Everyone saw Li Zheng in the ward.

"It's you?" Xian Ning didn't know how to call Li Zheng, looking a little embarrassed.

After Baburu was arrested, Li Zheng also left soon. Afterwards, the delegations from Europe, the United States and other countries changed their lofty stance and surrounded the Chinese delegation, repeatedly praising their companions for their wisdom and courage.

But Xian Ning and others knew in their hearts that Mr. Li Zheng, who had turned the tide, was their companion.

The name Li Zheng, Xian Ning has already heard in China, what invented China’s first original drug, and what biological genius, but every other way is like a mountain. The Chinese people, including Xian Ning, are not aware of these meanings. What's going on.

Until today, Li Zheng’s sentence "I am the inventor of paminerazine" caused the crazy dangerous man to suddenly change his attitude, which made everyone understand that this drug is useful for certain people in certain countries. What a significant meaning.

They were still discussing the mysterious Mr. Li Zheng on the way to the hospital, but they didn't expect to see him in Zhao Mu's ward now.

"Hello." Li Zheng smiled politely to everyone.

"Mr. Li Zheng, you... came to see Secretary Zhao?" Xian Ning asked tentatively.

She heard that Secretary Zhao Mu had a daughter in Xiangjiang, and the laboratory of the biological genius was also in Xiangjiang. Maybe they would know each other, Xian Ning guessed in his heart.

Li Zheng's eyelids drooped slightly, he was silent for a while, and said: "Yes."

Obviously, he couldn't call a stranger grandfather without obstacles.

"Mr. Li Zheng..."

Xian Ning wanted to say something more. The door was opened again, and Liang Zhe pushed in. There were several young men and women in waitress costumes behind him. They all carried exquisite heat preservation boxes in their hands, and the aroma of food filled the ward.

When Liang Zhe saw so many people in the ward, he frowned slightly, and then saw Li Zheng with a slightly relieved expression. He walked quickly to Li Zheng's side.

"I don't seem to have enough food." He whispered.

Although Liang Zhe's voice was deliberately softened, the ward was not big and everyone couldn't hear it.

The delegation headed by Xian Ning showed a trace of embarrassment on their faces, and they quickly said: "Let's take a look, don't eat, don't eat."

"Yes, yeah." Everyone agreed.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone felt that something was wrong. It stands to reason that Zhao Mu came out with them. They and Zhao Mu shouldn't be closer, why now they look like outsiders.

Xian Ning was in finance. As soon as Liang Zhe came in, she recognized Mr. Liang, who is now in full swing. She glanced over the hospital bed and there were still some unconscious Zhao Mu, and a thought flashed in her eyes.

She always feels that the relationship between Li Zheng and Zhao Mu is not as simple as it seems.

The Chinese delegation saw that Liang Zhe had been instructing the waiter to arrange dishes, so they were embarrassed to stay any longer and said goodbye to Zhao Mu.

Although Zhao Mu was still immersed in the shock and sadness of Li Qiang's death, he had been an official for so many years after all, and he responded with a smile subconsciously.

Xiao Wang was the one who didn't know the situation the most. He scratched his head vigorously, looking at Xian Ning, then at Li Zheng and Liang Zhe, how did he feel that something was wrong.

"Xiao Wang, you and President Xian, let's go back together. I worked hard for you all morning." Zhao Mu suddenly said.

The weirdness in Xiao Wang's heart became even stronger, he pointed to himself, then looked at Li Zheng and Liang Zhe.

"Secretary Zhao..."

"Don't worry, Xiao Zheng will take care of me."

Xiaozheng? ! Xiao Wang opened his mouth wide, "Oh" he responded and walked out in a daze.

Seeing Xiao Wang leave, Li Zheng shakes up Zhao Mu's hospital bed, picks some light meals and puts them on the bed table.

"Eat some." He handed the chopsticks to Zhao Mu.

In New York in the 1980s, Chinese restaurants were not as ubiquitous as later generations. Liang Zhe specially ordered such a table in Chinatown.

"Thank you." Zhao Mu smiled at Li Zheng.

Then there was a slight sound of chewing food in the ward. Zhao Mu had a high fever and had no appetite at all. After trying to eat half a bowl of rice, he stopped moving.

His gaze has been on Li Zheng, watching him pick up vegetables and eat, and deliberately put the food that Li Zheng has caught more often in front of Li Zheng.

Li Zheng's heart is very complicated. He hasn't felt this way for a long time. The old man walked early in his previous life and he had no other relatives. Apart from the laboratory, his life is a laboratory.

He did not know what role Zhao Mu played in the tragedy of the original body. How should he get along with this grandpa by blood. Originally, he made up his mind to alienate himself and do what he should do morally, but now...

"After your father left, how did you and Si Tian live?" Zhao Mu couldn't help asking.

Li Zheng's action of picking up vegetables paused, "After his father left, Aunt Zheng helped organize the funeral together. There was a boat in the family, and no one went to sea when his father was away. The production team wanted to take it back. I blocked it, and later I rented the boat to Zheng Xiaodong, and the matter passed."

Li Zheng spoke an understatement. Others might not be able to hear anything, but Zhao Mu lived in Qinghe Town. He naturally knew the position of a boat in the hearts of fishermen. Hearing that the production team came to ask for a boat, Li Zheng couldn’t tell. After not renting the boat to the Zheng family to avoid misfortune, Zhao Mu couldn't help being ashamed and crying.

"My child, I have suffered you. You can go back with Grandpa. Grandpa will take good care of you."

Hearing this, Li Zheng put down the bowl in his hand, pursed his lips, and said, "I am fine now and don't need someone to take care of it. Moreover, I may fly to Africa in two days. I will visit China when I have time. "

Flying to Africa?

The expressions of Liang Zhe and Zhao Mu changed at the same time.

"What are you doing in Africa?"

Li Zheng raised his eyelids, "I owe my mouth, I promised someone something, I have to do it."