Chapter 553 Secretary Dong’s Condition
As she spoke, she sighed slightly, her eyes revealing her deep heartache and helplessness towards Secretary Dong.
Zhao Shuzhuo also stood up, walked closer, took over the conversation and said:
"Grandma Dong, we just found out today that Secretary Dong is ill, so we rushed all the way here. Secretary Dong has given so much for us, and now that he's ill, we're worried."
"Please tell us quickly, what is the condition of Secretary Dong?"
His eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and his hands were unconsciously clenched in front of him, as if this could give him some strength.
Zhao Shujuan shook her head gently, tears welling up in her eyes, and said with a choked voice:
"Well, he has been feeling unwell and dizzy since the beginning of the year. We didn't take it seriously and thought he just didn't get enough rest."
"Who knew it would get worse and worse? I went to the hospital for a checkup and found that there was something wrong with my blood vessels. It was quite complicated. I have been doing various tests and treatments during this period, which really exhausted me."
Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo were shocked when they heard this. They looked at each other with shock and grief in their eyes. They never thought that Secretary Dong, who usually looked healthy, was in such a serious condition.
Wang Jianguo's eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Grandma Dong, don't worry. Secretary Dong is a lucky man. He will definitely get through this. Our village still depends on him to make decisions."
Zhao Shujuan wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief, looked at the two of them gratefully, and said:
"Thank you, kids. The boss will definitely be pleased to know your kindness."
After Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo heard about Secretary Dong's condition, they accompanied her to the ward steadily, one on each side.
Along the way, the hospital's clean white walls, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the occasional groans from patients all struck their hearts like heavy hammers, making them even more uneasy.
Zhao Shuzhuo frowned, his worries surging out like a flood. He couldn't help but break the silence first and asked softly:
"Grandma Dong, did the doctor tell me what disease Secretary Dong has? How should he be treated?"
His voice trembled slightly, with a bit of anxiety and self-blame, his eyes were fixed on Grandma Dong, as if he wanted to find the answer immediately from her face.
Grandma Dong, Zhao Shujuan, felt the concern and eagerness in Zhao Shuzhuo's words. She turned her head, her eyes full of love and comfort, gently patted Zhao Shuzhuo's hand, and slowly said:
"Mr. Dong is old, and his body functions are not as good as before. He suddenly fell ill, which scared me. The doctor diagnosed it as an old age stroke. Fortunately, it was discovered in time. Apart from this, he has no other serious illness."
At this point, Grandma Dong paused for a moment, a trace of helplessness appeared on her face, and continued:
"Now I just have trouble speaking. Sometimes I have to repeat a word several times before I can utter it. But the doctor also said that since I was sent to the hospital in time, as long as I take good care of myself afterwards, I will be fine."
She tried to keep her tone as relaxed as possible, as if she was comforting the two children, but the worry in her eyes was hard to conceal.
Wang Jianguo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. In his mind, he instantly imagined Secretary Dong, energetic and busy handling all the big and small matters for everyone. Then he compared the current image of him lying on the hospital bed, and his eyes welled up.