Their reaction of only looking at results seems to indicate that they have high requirements and standards for their work.

In fact, when subordinates do things again, their first thought is not to do their best to complete the task, but to think about how to escape punishment or pass the blame to others if they fail.

Chen Zhu came from this kind of environment, so how could he bring the seeds of such negative influence to the company?

Therefore, without giving Wan Xulin a chance to apologize, Chen Zhu interrupted directly: "I haven't seen my daughter for so long.

You should go to the hospital to see Xiaochan first."

"Mr. Chen——"

Wan Xulin wants to say something else.

"Go ahead."

Chen Zhu said gently: "I'll be there later."

Wan Xulin then stopped insisting.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhu leaned on his chair and thought deeply.

The guideline I gave to Wan Xulin was to "be courteous first and then attack". See if you can buy even a [Flower Picture] from Gao Lijie in a legitimate way.

If that doesn't work, then let Wan Xulin use his "specialty" and "request" a painting from Gao Lijie.

But judging from Wan Xulin's reaction, both methods should have failed.

"If that doesn't work, we may have to ask Professor Guan to come forward."

Chen Zhu thought about the feasibility of this step.

After all, Professor Guan Yongyi is now the leader of the Lingnan School of Painting, and is most likely the sponsor behind the Gao Jianfu Cultural Center.

With this connection, and besides, I just want to buy a painting, Gao Lijie can deny me, but he has to give Professor Guan face.

After making this decision, Chen packed up and headed to the First Affiliated School of CUHK.

Wan Xulin took the subway and arrived a little earlier than Chen Chu, and the hospital was much deserted during the Chinese New Year than usual.

The afternoon sun has set a little lower, and there is a misty and empty feeling in the dark corridor of the inpatient department. The bright floor tiles reflect the desolation in the air, and the reassuring smell of disinfectant lingers in the nose.

Wan Xulin came outside the ward of the hematology department. Because it was too quiet, he heard his daughter's familiar voice in the corridor.

"Sister Qing."

Wan Yuchan said pitifully: "Can I not take such bitter medicine?"

"no!"

One person refused forcefully.

"This is a prescription that Mr. Chen asked an old Chinese doctor to prescribe because of his connections. He usually works for big leaders, so how can he treat us ordinary people?"

She coaxed Wan Yuchan: "Look at the donkey-hide gelatin and ginseng antler here. This bowl is more expensive than gold.

Drink it quickly!"

Wan Xulin recognized whose voice it was, it seemed to be a retroactive female employee named "Song Qing".

He is young but very steady in his work and has won the trust of the big boss.

Before Wan Xulin went to Macau, this girl and Sister Chen often came to accompany Wan Yuchan.

"I didn't expect...Mr. Chen spent so much money on Xiaochan again."

Wan Xulin suddenly felt very ashamed and felt guilty that he could not see Chen Zhu again.

Since Wan Yuchan moved into the First Affiliated School of CUHK, Wan Xulin has not worried about anything, whether it is medical expenses or hospitalization expenses, including coordinating expert consultations and medical treatment.

If leukemia is to be cured in the future, bone marrow replacement will be required under current medical conditions, which is another huge expense.

However, Mr. Chen took the initiative and said that he would shoulder the responsibility.

But I didn't even complete the first task assigned by Mr. Chen.

"Have you not long ago made up your mind to pay with your life? I wonder what there is to shrink from?"

Wan Xulin lowered his head and broke his heart.

"——Okay then, I'll just drink it."

Although Wan Yuchan in the ward is only 7 years old, after she became seriously ill, her mother left her and ran away from home, and her father often worked outside. She has experienced a lot of human suffering at a young age.

She probably knew that this bowl of medicine was hard-won, so she picked it up and drank it.

Standing outside, Wan Xulin seemed to be able to smell a bitter smell mixed with a strong medicinal aroma.

After a while, Wan Yuchan probably finished the drink while holding her breath, put down the bowl and took a big breath.

"Quick, quick, eat sweets, eat sweets!"

Song Qing quickly peeled off a candy and stuffed it into Wan Yuchan's mouth.

After Wan Yuchan drank the bitter medicine and ate some sweets, she kept spitting in her mouth.

"It's like the sound of piglets clattering in the trough eating."

Song Qing said with a smile.

"No~, I'm not a little pig!"

Wan Yuchan refused.

"You are what you are."

Song Qing stretched out her hand to scratch Wan Yuchan's little sister, deliberately teasing her little sister who had a sore mouth.

"Goose goose."

Wan Yuchan rolled around on the hospital bed to hide.

The heartfelt laughter reached Wan Xulin's ears outside the door, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly heard Song Qing ask: "Will you be able to adapt to eating at Professor Zeng's house during the Spring Festival this year?"

Wan Xulin's footsteps stopped for a moment.

When he was in Macau, he never thought of calling his daughter and sending him a "Happy New Year" blessing.

However, after much hesitation, I finally gave up the idea.

What he was doing in Macau was a fraud. Once he was accidentally exposed, it was very likely that Wan Yuchan would be involved by tracing the source.

Another reason is that when "doing things" outside, Wan Xulin doesn't want to be distracted too much by family ties.

"So, Xiaochan didn't spend the Spring Festival alone in the ward, but was taken to someone else's home?"

Wan Xulin thought silently.

Since I don’t have any acquaintances in Guangzhou, this must be Mr. Chen’s arrangement again.

"Of course I get used to it!"

Wan Yuchan said in an excited tone like a child describing new things:

"Uncle Zeng's family is very kind to me. They don't like spicy food, but Aunt Xia specially made spicy soup for me!"

"There is also the beautiful sister Zeng Yumin, who secretly took me to watch movies on the computer at night. She also said that she and her classmates were waiting for a game in which the protagonist is a red-nosed mouse.

"On the first day of the new year, I even received red envelopes from Uncle Zeng and Aunt Xia! If I hadn't needed injections, they wouldn't have wanted me to come back!"

"Sister Qing——."

As Wan Yuchan talked, her voice gradually became quieter.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qing responded.

"I've never received a red envelope before."

Wan Yuchan said softly: "After I came to Guangzhou, you gave me a lot of red envelopes. I am so happy that I want to die immediately, so that I will not die of illness and pain, but a happy death."

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"Don't say that again in the future!"

Song Qing suddenly interrupted angrily.

She knew what kind of disease Wan Yuchan had.

Extremely dangerous.

It can get worse at any time.

Even in a hospital like the First Affiliated Hospital of CUHK, professors cannot guarantee the cure effect.

During this period of getting along, everyone fell in love with this well-behaved but ill-fated little girl.

Now her seemingly casual words reflect her calm acceptance of death.

How old is she?

After the Chinese New Year, I was just eight years old!
To be continued...