Chapter 559: Express your intention
Secretary Dong leaned against the bed, with a bright smile on his face, which seemed to dispel all the gloom in the ward. He nodded gently, his eyes full of relief and pride:
"Yeah, I felt like I was dreaming too. When I first woke up, it felt like something was stuck in my throat. I couldn't speak clearly, and I was so anxious."
"At this moment, I felt strong and clear-headed, so I thought about getting down and trying. I didn't expect that I could actually stand."
As he spoke, Secretary Dong frowned slightly and slapped his thigh in annoyance.
"I was just too impatient just now. I just wanted to show you guys quickly. My legs and feet are not working well. It's difficult for me to take a few steps."
Zhao Shuzhuo hurried forward, pulled over a chair and sat down, leaning forward, looking at Secretary Dong intently, his eyes full of encouragement and comfort:
"Don't worry, Secretary Dong. Recovery can't happen overnight. You just had surgery, so your body functions need to recover slowly."
"I have already taken such a big step. I can talk and stand. This is a good sign. As long as I follow the doctor's instructions and exercise step by step, I will definitely be able to recover as before."
Grandma Dong sat on the other side of the bed, holding Secretary Dong's hand tightly. She nodded repeatedly and helped Zhao Shuzhuo to comfort him:
"Yes, the kid is right. It's all thanks to the medicine Jianguo gave me. It's really a miracle drug!"
Grandma Dong turned her head slightly and looked at Wang Jianguo, her eyes full of gratitude.
"You didn't see it. When I first fed him the medicine, not long after, his face started to turn red and he looked more energetic. In just a short while, you got better so quickly. This medicine must be something special."
Grandma Dong's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and tears flickered in her eyes. It was the joy of surviving the disaster and the gratitude to her benefactor.
Secretary Dong was half leaning on the bed, with the pillow behind him carefully folded at a suitable angle so that he could sit more comfortably. His face still looked a bit haggard after the operation.
But his eyes were full of his former wisdom and enthusiasm. When he heard everyone mention Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo's help, he bowed slightly, his tone full of sincere gratitude, and responded:
"Yes, I really have to thank Jianguo and Shuzhuo a lot this time. When I was sick, you were busy taking care of me and always thinking about me. I remember it all."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently patted his chest, as if to show the two of them that his feelings were engraved on this.
After a pause, Secretary Dong glanced at the two men's faces one by one, with a sharp insight into the world in his eyes.
"I know in my heart that you are busy with work on weekdays. You took time out to come and see me today. It must not be just to visit me."
"Tell me, have you encountered any problems that you can't solve? Don't hide it, tell me everything, maybe I can help you."
Wang Jianguo stood by the bed. Hearing Secretary Dong's words, he subconsciously pursed his lips. Just as he was about to respond, Zhao Shuzhuo, who was standing beside him, stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and gently stopped Wang Jianguo, and spoke first to stop him:
"Secretary Dong, why don't we talk about it another day? Look at you, you've only just gotten better today, and you're still weak. You need to rest more and get enough rest so you can get better quickly."
Zhao Shuzhuo's voice was soft and concerned, and his eyes were filled with worry about Secretary Dong's health.
When Secretary Dong heard this, he shook his head like a stubborn child and refused, his face full of anxiety:
"No, let's talk about it today. I've been lying in this bed for more than ten days. Do you know how it feels? I can't leave, and I'm trapped in this small piece of land like a useless person."
"I can't say anything, I have to keep all the words in my heart. I feel like my brain is rusting and I am going to break down."
As he spoke, he tapped his head gently with his hand, as if to knock off the "rust".
"It's not easy for you two to come here, it's just the right time to relieve my boredom and exercise my brain, and by the way, I can also give you some advice. It's a win-win situation, so don't put it off."
Secretary Dong's tone was filled with unquestionable firmness, and his eyes were sparkling with a desire to help others solve their problems. It was obvious that even though he was bedridden, his concern for everyone never stopped.
In the ward, the atmosphere was quiet and solemn, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air. Zhao Shuzhuo turned slightly and looked at Wang Jianguo.
At that moment, the two people's eyes were filled with anxiety about the problem at hand, but also full of trust and expectations for Secretary Dong. After a brief eye contact, Zhao Shuzhuo seemed to have made up his mind, turned his head, faced Secretary Dong, cleared his throat, and slowly said:
"Secretary Dong, this is the case. As you know, ever since Jianguo and his cousin came to our Great Northern Wilderness, they were unfamiliar with the place and had been staying at my house."
"During this period of time, everyone has been getting along like a family, taking care of each other and living in peace. Now that the Chinese New Year has passed and the new year has begun, everyone is looking forward to better days."
"Jianguo has always had one thing in mind. He has many relatives in the old city, so he wants to bring them over so that the whole family can live happily together here."
"But if we want to bring our relatives here, we need a decent place to live. We can't keep them crowded in my place. So Jianguo came up with the idea of building a brick house."
Zhao Shuzhuo paused for a moment, looked at Secretary Dong's reaction, and seeing that he was listening attentively, he continued:
"We decided that this matter needed a plan and should be done according to the rules. So, a few days ago, we told Director Song exactly what we wanted to do."
"Director Song was very concerned. Without saying anything, he took us to the brick factory to discuss the matter with Director Liu Chuanjun."
At this point, Zhao Shuzhuo's expression became somewhat helpless:
"Director Liu is a very down-to-earth person. When he heard about our purpose, he was very enthusiastic. He told us that he supported the villagers in building brick houses from the bottom of his heart."
"Just think about it, if the villagers all lived in spacious and comfortable brick houses, wouldn't they be more motivated to work? They would have a goal in mind."
"He will definitely contribute more to the development of our farm. We all understand this, and we are all grateful that Director Liu cares so much about the villagers."
Zhao Shuzhuo sighed softly:
"But here's the problem. There's only one brick factory in our town. Normally, the bricks produced by the factory are limited in quantity, and they have to be used for farm production first."
"Building warehouses, repairing water conservancy projects and other infrastructure all require bricks. As a result, there are really no extra bricks for villagers to build brick houses."