Chapter 556: Persuading Secretary Dong to Take Medicine
Wang Jianguo stood in the ward. There was silence all around him. Only the slight "beeping" sound from the instrument seemed to strike at his heartstrings.
The pill in his hand emitted a soft glow, like a glimmer of hope in the darkness, but at this moment, this hope was shrouded by a thin layer of doubt.
He looked up at Secretary Dong who was weak on the hospital bed, then at Grandma Dong who was worried beside him. His lips pursed slightly, and he was in a fierce struggle in his heart.
He obtained this elixir from a mysterious space, and its origin is hard to explain. How easy is it to make Secretary Dong and his wife trust and accept it without reservation?
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil. After thinking it over again and again, he finally plucked up the courage to break the silence in the ward.
Wang Jianguo raised his head slightly, looked at Secretary Dong and his wife with a firm gaze, and said slowly with a bit of sincerity and helplessness in his voice:
"Of course, if you don't trust me, you don't have to use this medicine. I sincerely hope to help Secretary Dong, but I also understand that everyone has to think carefully about this kind of thing. After all, it concerns health and must be handled with extreme caution."
As he spoke, a barely perceptible trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and the pill in his hand seemed to dim slightly, as if it sensed the owner's inner loss.
Secretary Dong and Grandma Dong couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this. This brief look seemed to transcend time and space, full of the tacit understanding of many years of mutual support and thoughts on the current predicament.
Grandma Dong was the first to break the silence. She sighed softly, her face full of warmth and gratitude.
She took a step forward, as if to close the spiritual distance between her and Wang Jianguo, and gently held his hand, saying:
"Jianguo, your grandfather Dong and I believe in you."
These words were like the first ray of sunshine in spring, instantly penetrating the gloom, warming Wang Jianguo's heart and bringing a glimmer of hope to his eyes.
However, before Wang Jianguo could respond, Grandma Dong's expression became solemn again, and she continued:
"But this medicine is so effective it must be very precious. It would be a waste to give it to us. You should keep it for yourself in case you need it."
Her eyes were full of love, as if she was looking at a younger generation she loved. In her eyes, Wang Jianguo was still young and had a long way to go.
The storms of life may strike at any time, and this life-saving medicine should protect him at the critical moment.
Moreover, they really couldn't bear to accept such a generous gift, even though they knew that Wang Jianguo gave it out of a sincere heart.
Although Secretary Dong still couldn't speak fluently, he nodded slightly, and his eyes revealed the same meaning as Grandma Dong, as if silently expressing his trust in Wang Jianguo and his hesitation about using this precious elixir.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the ward became solemn yet full of warmth. On one side was Wang Jianguo's enthusiasm to save lives, and on the other side was Secretary Dong and his wife's kindness in considering others.
The emotions of the three parties intertwined and collided with each other in this small space, and the pill still lay quietly in Wang Jianguo's palm, carrying everyone's expectations and choices for the future.
Wang Jianguo was extremely anxious, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He knew very well that time was pressing, and the longer Secretary Dong's condition was delayed, the dimmer his hope of recovery would become.
Seeing the hesitation and reluctance in Grandma Dong's eyes, he was anxious and tried to persuade her again:
"Grandma Dong, think about it. No matter how miraculous this medicine is, if it just stays in my hand and can't work, then it's just like a piece of stone. It's a sheer waste!"
Wang Jianguo paused for a moment, his eyes full of earnestness, his voice trembling slightly with anxiety, and then he said:
"The development of our village has always been inseparable from the leadership of Secretary Dong. From the construction of farmland water conservancy facilities to the planning of new industries in the village, which major event was not personally undertaken and worked hard for by Secretary Dong?"
"Now that spring is approaching, there are so many important decisions waiting for Secretary Dong to make. If his health doesn't improve, what will our village do?"
Speaking of this, Wang Jianguo's eyes welled up with tears, as if he had already seen the village's future falling into confusion.
"Grandma Dong, just think of it as a favor to all of us villagers, young and old, and let Secretary Dong try this medicine. If it can really help Secretary Dong relieve his pain and restore his health, then it will not only help myself, but also help our entire Jianye Village!"
Wang Jianguo's words became more and more passionate, and his hands unconsciously clenched in front of him, as if conveying his firm determination to Grandma Dong.
Grandma Dong listened to Wang Jianguo's heartfelt persuasion, and her heart was filled with emotion and entanglement. She slowly turned her head and looked at Secretary Dong on the bed, her eyes full of inquiry and concern.
Although Secretary Dong still had difficulty speaking, his eyes revealed a determination. Facing Grandma Dong's gaze, he nodded heavily and without hesitation, as if using this simple action to show his determination to give it a try.
Seeing this, Grandma Dong's heart softened and she finally stopped hesitating. She slowly reached out her hand and took the pill of hope from Wang Jianguo's hand. When her fingers gently touched it, she seemed to feel a warm power.
Then she quickly walked to the water dispenser, picked up a paper cup, filled it with water of suitable temperature, and carefully carried the water and medicine back to the bedside.
Grandma Dong sat by the bed, gently lifted up Secretary Dong's upper body with one hand, handed the medicine to Secretary Dong's mouth with the other hand, and said gently:
"Old man, let's give it a try. Maybe this medicine will really work."
Then, she brought the cup of water close to Secretary Dong's mouth and watched him swallow the pill with difficulty, her eyes full of expectation and prayer.
For a moment, the ward was so quiet that the only sound was the faint sound of Secretary Dong drinking water. Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Secretary Dong.
They hope that a miracle will happen so that this old secretary who has dedicated half his life to the village can get rid of the torture of illness as soon as possible and return to his full vitality.
After Secretary Dong took the medicine, the atmosphere in the ward eased a little, as if everyone was silently hoping for a miracle to happen.
However, Wang Jianguo was keenly aware that Zhao Shuzhuo beside him was staring at him closely with a pair of questioning eyes.
That gaze was like a searchlight, as if it wanted to penetrate his heart and find out the truth behind this sudden mysterious elixir.
Wang Jianguo's heart skipped a beat. He understood that Zhao Shuzhuo must be suspicious about the origin of this medicine.
After all, the appearance of this elixir was too strange. He had never mentioned it before, but now it appeared at this critical moment. Anyone would probably be confused.