Chapter 165 Growing up

Under Ru Sheng's leadership, he first showed his work permit, and both of them showed their ID documents. After strict registration, he entered the sanatorium.

It was when registering that Jiang Chuan saw Ru Sheng’s work permit and realized that he was actually the deputy director of a department under the State Council!

With Ru Sheng's age, if this is in the local area, he can definitely be said to be a full potential star and his future prospects are bright.

Even if he is placed in Shangjing, his position is not too low. You know, he is only twenty-four years old. Many people are still studying hard in school at this age!

Obviously, Ru Sheng must have excellent abilities, otherwise, even if his background is unusual, it would be difficult to reach this position at this age.

Entering the sanatorium, Ru Sheng said: "The weather is good today, and my uncle may be basking in the sun in the courtyard."

Jiang Chuan nodded slightly but said nothing.

His eyes were constantly looking around. Whether it was the scenery or the architecture, he would take a few seriously and remember it deeply.

Especially those signs at forks of roads, whenever they pass by, Jiang Chuan will slow down slightly and stare at the signs for a few seconds.

When Ru Sheng noticed his actions, he became even more suspicious.

Jiang Chuan first walked around the sanatorium and carefully understood the surrounding terrain. Now he has observed so carefully inside. Could he really have some plans?

"Okawa, do you want to do something?"

After thinking about it for a while, Ru Sheng finally reminded him, saying: "It's not just the guards at the door, but also the patrol soldiers nearby. These people are really carrying weapons."

Jiang Chuan suddenly smiled: "Brother Sheng, what do you think I am going to do? I am here to meet my father, not to come to fight."

Ru Sheng said in his heart, I hope this is the best.

He found that in the past two or three days of knowing Jiang Chuan, he had been refreshing his understanding of Jiang Chuan almost always. Moreover, he could not grasp Jiang Chuan's ideas at all, and he could not speculate on what Jiang Chuan would do next.

Ru Sheng even believed that Jiang Chuan should be the only one he had ever seen among his peers who was completely unpredictable.

Although Jiang Chuan has a unique style in his work, there are too many secrets in him.

Whether it is his amazingly powerful skills or his meticulous thinking, it may make him do things that ordinary people cannot understand.

Ru Sheng could not guess either. He knew that this was because he did not know Jiang Chuan enough, but because of this, he could only put his words in front, explain them clearly to Jiang Chuan in advance, and remind and warn him.

Otherwise, once Jiang Chuan really does something unending or accidentally violates certain taboos, it will be too late to say anything else.

The sanatorium was very big, and the two of them walked slowly. It took them more than twenty minutes before a low and flat building appeared in their sight.

Ru Sheng introduced that this place is a place for some sanitary workers with mobility difficulties. The sanitary home is built in the mountains and has different terrain, but in this area, all the ground is flat.

The roads entering residences, pavilions and other leisure areas are all barrier-free roads, and there are places to sit and rest everywhere. Handrails are installed in each place, and even emergency call devices are even installed.

At the same time, the monitoring room in this sanatorium can cover most areas, and there are people on duty in the monitoring room for 24 hours. On the one hand, it is because the people living here have a certain origin and identity, which can ensure their safety.

On the other hand, when encountering emergencies, such as someone falling, or sudden illness, you can promptly notify medical staff to come to rescue.

As for the medical resources provided here, even if they are not the top, they are all relevant personnel who have undergone rigorous professional training.

Jiang Chuan listened quietly and nodded slightly from time to time.

indeed!

If we only look at the environment and hardware facilities, this nursing home can definitely be said to be quite good.

It is located in the mountains and there is no pollution in the city. Although the air is slightly drier than Yunjiang, it is very fresh.

Even though it is winter now and the leaves are beginning to fall yellow, there are various evergreen ornamental plants inside this sanatorium. Living here will indeed make people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

However, if there is a choice, not many people will be willing to live here except for those retired elderly people.

Especially, Jiang Yuanting, who has been living here more than 20 years ago!

A young man in his prime is at an age of high spirits, but for half his life he can only stay in a wheelchair, like those lying old people, in this sanatorium far away from the crowd.

How sad would he be in his heart?

It is probably difficult for outsiders to understand, and they cannot empathize with it.

“It’s here.”

Ru Sheng pushed his glasses and said, "Hey? It seems that the one under the eaves of the corridor is my uncle?"

Jiang Chuan followed his gaze and found several figures under the eaves of one of the bungalows.

Among them, there is one figure that is the most special because the man is sitting in a wheelchair.

Even though it was dozens of meters away, Jiang Chuan could still clearly see that he was a thin middle-aged man.

He paused, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ru Sheng could understand his mood and couldn't help but say, "Okawa, uncle is not in good health. After you meet him later, try not to stimulate him."

Jiang Chuan didn't speak, so he walked forward.

Ru Sheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart and quickly followed.

The two gradually approached, and the figure appeared clearly in Jiang Chuan's sight.

This is a thin middle-aged man with deep depressions in his eye sockets, raised cheekbones, and a morbid white complexion.

He sat in a wheelchair, wearing a very thick black hat, a thick down jacket, and a layer of velvet blanket on his thighs. He looked into the distance, with no expression on his face, and he was completely lifeless.

It can be seen that his skeleton is very large, and even when sitting in a wheelchair, he can vaguely see his tall figure.

Jiang Chuan could even imagine that when he was young, he must have been a straight young man.

Thinking of his identity again, Jiang Chuan's mind appeared in his mind with a heroic figure.

"Xiaochuan, why don't I go and talk to my uncle first?" Ru Sheng whispered.

"No."

Jiang Chuan shook his head and strode over.

Ru Sheng quickly followed, but his eyes were a little worried. Will Jiang Chuan suddenly appear in front of his uncle? Will it bring him great stimulation and cause any problems in his body?!

It was not until the two of them walked three or four meters away that Jiang Yuanting, who was sitting in a wheelchair, noticed them. When he saw Jiang Chuan walking in front, his eyes suddenly stopped.

Jiang Chuan stopped and looked at the man in front of him.

The masseter muscles on Jiang Yuanting's face bulged and bulged, and his ears exposed outside the hat were slightly moved. His lips were trembling, as if he wanted to speak, but he seemed to be unable to say anything because of excessive excitement.

Jiang Chuan looked at him quietly, looking at his face, his facial features, every wrinkle in his eyes, and his scar that only showed a little because of the cover of his hat.

Jiang Yuanting looked at him and his eyes were frozen.

Ru Sheng stood beside him, suddenly feeling indescribable heaviness and sadness in his heart.

Although he could not truly empathize with it, he could barely understand the feeling in his uncle's heart at this moment and the stimulating emotions in his heart.

After being separated from his son for more than 20 years, I don’t know whether the little guy who didn’t even know how he could say anything, was dead or alive, how he was doing, and whether he had been bullied by others.

After he suffered grievance, will anyone comfort him, will someone help him stand up and support him?

I don’t know if he has a stable living environment, will he become a homeless wanderer, and whether he has fallen into someone’s hands...

Now, he finally saw his son with his own eyes, but he was in a wheelchair and his life was gradually fading.

Perhaps it is inappropriate to say that thinking about seeing means being a farewell forever, but it is not far from that.

Life is like this, it is really hard to make people feel heavy!

"What do you two do?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the silence.

I saw a middle-aged woman wearing green clothes walking quickly from the side. She came to the front and asked, "Have you registered? Are you here to visit Jiang Yuanting..."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly became stunned.

Her eyes fell on Jiang Chuan's face, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes, as if she had seen a ghost: "You, you, you..."

She said a few words in a row before finally saying a coherent sentence, "Are you... Jiang Yuanting's nephew?"

"You go first, I'll talk to them."

Jiang Yuanting suddenly spoke, "You don't have to worry about having them here."

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and finally nodded, "If you have any questions, just call me."

She turned around and left. After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but turn around and look at Jiang Chuan, muttering in a very low voice, "This is so similar!"

This sentence clearly reached Jiang Chuan's ears, and he couldn't help but grin, "It seems that I look very similar to you when you were young, and I scared her."

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Yuanting's wooden pale face, "Boy, come here."

His chest was slightly ups and downs, but he was forcing himself to restrain the excitement in his heart.

Jiang Chuan took two steps forward, came to the wheelchair, and squatted down.

"Boy, I've grown up."

Jiang Yuanting's lips trembled a few times and said with a smile.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pat his son's shoulder, but when he reached out, he touched the scar on Jiang Chuan's forehead.

"You've grown up."

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Chapter completed!