Chapter 971 Shocked! Comrade Li! Are you standing up?

Chapter 971 Shocked! Comrade Li! Are you standing up?

People came and went to Shuqingyuan in batches, and in the end, only people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Health Bureau, the Ministry of Hygiene, and Song Yingxin and his daughter remained in this quiet courtyard, waiting silently.

As time passed, an inexplicable and complex emotion began to spread among the people except those who knew Li Xiangnan.

This emotion contains anxiety, uneasiness, and deep worry.

As the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, night follows and a new day arrives.

Twenty-four hours had passed since Tan Qianli was admitted to the temporary ward by Li Xiangnan.

The door of the operating room was still not opened.

It was agreed that no one should disturb Li Xiangnan and the others within 24 hours.

But now, it has been more than twenty-four hours since Mr. Tan was brought in yesterday.

Now, it is already past noon and one hour later than the expected end time.

Hong Kaixuan paced anxiously in the yard. The cigarette on his fingers burned to his fingertips again. Feeling the pain, he quickly walked to the ashtray on the long bench in the corridor, silently put out the cigarette, and immediately lit another one. The ashtray was already full of his cigarette butts.

Jian Jingzhe came in from outside, unpacked the whole pack of cigarettes tucked under his armpit, and silently placed it on the bench.

She could understand the old leader's feelings very well.

Because during these 25 hours, she was filled with complex, conflicting emotions and worries, and even wondered whether it was the right decision to ask such a young doctor like Li Xiangnan to come.

She was very afraid that her misjudgment would cause irreparable damage to Mr. Tan’s life, and she was even more afraid that her bias would cause immeasurable losses to the country.

Her colleagues, whether from the Chinese embassy in Jordan or the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, all had a similar mental state to Hong Kaixuan.

She also knew why.

If Mr. Tan cannot come out smoothly today, there will be no way to finalize the details of tomorrow's airport pick-up.

Comrades from the Foreign Affairs Office and the Protocol Department came again and again. She said a lot of good and bad things, trying to find ways to calm people down.

At this moment, even though she was as worried as Hong Kaixuan, all she could do was to fully trust Li Xiangnan, like Song Yingxin and Shen Qianzhong, and believe that he could help the country overcome this difficulty.

Turning his head, Jian Jingzhe, who had not been here for the whole morning, couldn't help but be dazed, obviously shocked by the scene in front of him.

In this small courtyard, outside the west wing far away from the operating room, there was a door with two desks on the left and right.

Shen Qianzhong and Song Yingxin sat behind their own desks, smoking and handling their official business.

Huang Ninglei and Jin Xicun stood beside their leader, holding thick documents and urging the two to sign.

When the document is signed, the two will quickly glance at it, then quickly put it into the corresponding folder, hand it to the staff behind them, and then they will hurriedly leave the courtyard.

One is the direct leader of Li Xiangnan's subordinates, and the other is a big shot who has a say in the country. Both of them silently chose to advance and retreat with Li Xiangnan at this time.

Jian Jingzhe was indeed a little surprised.

This finally made her cold and indifferent face show some emotion at this moment.

She turned her head to look at the closed operating room, and a rare shock appeared in her heart.

But what surprised her even more was——

It was Song Yi who was squatting at the side of the operating room door, taking out lunch boxes from her bag.

Her pupils were dilated, a little bit unbelievable.

So, for some unknown reason, she walked forward in surprise, looking at Song Yi's actions curiously, wanting to ask her what she was doing.

"Counselor Jian, would you like some watermelon juice?"

The question woke Jian Jingzhe up. She looked up and was speechless for two seconds before she took the watermelon juice handed over by Song Yi and said, "Thank you!"

"Unkind!"

Song Yi neatly stacked a dozen lunch boxes on a low table, kicked her brother who was sitting leisurely on the side, and shouted, "Carry them under the sun!"

"Here we come!" Song Zimo quickly stood up and helped his sister move the table under the sun.

Jian Jingzhe looked over in confusion, and saw Song Yi put down the table, raised her hand to block the sunlight on her face, and smiled with relief.

"I'm afraid the food will get cold, so let it sit in the sun for a while! That way they won't have nothing hot to eat when they come out!" Song Yi turned around and saw the stunned Jian Jingzhe and smiled.

"Song Yi, you are so thoughtful!" Jian Jingzhe was a little impressed.

Song Yi smiled gently and did not answer the question. Instead, she took off the rubber band from her wrist, tied her hair behind her head, revealing her snow-white neck. She sat down next to the door, took a spoon to scoop out the watermelon pulp and threw it into an enamel teacup. She squeezed the watermelon juice and poured it into the empty enamel teacup.

Jian Jingzhe looked at the watermelon juice in his hand, walked over and said admiringly: "Song Yi, is this for Li Xiangnan and the others?"

"Yeah, he likes to drink this!" Song Yi smiled sweetly.

She was talking about him, not them.

Jian Jingzhe was a little surprised. She turned her head to look at the small low table in the sun and asked, "The dishes in the lunch boxes..."

"Of course it was made by my sister! Tan family dishes! She has always been very good at it!" Song Zimo, who was dozing off against a large pillar, said quietly.

Seeing Jian Jingzhe's inquiring gaze, Song Yi chuckled and said, "Xiangnan really likes the dishes I cook! I've learned this and have made some progress!"

She spoke with pride, as if being appreciated by Li Xiangnan was a particularly happy thing.

"So you only made ten dishes?" Jian Jingzhe asked in surprise.

"No, it's thirty dishes! Three meals, no two dishes are the same!" Song Zimo concluded, "Plus a few bowls of noodles made by my sister this morning!"

"Thirty dishes?" Jian Jingzhe was too surprised.

Song Yi, with a slightly red face, was a little shy and looked awkwardly at the closed door of the operating room.

Jian Jingzhe was surprised and said, "But as far as I know, from yesterday noon till now, Li Xiangnan and the other six people haven't had time to eat a single steamed bun!"

"Then I'll continue! I'll wait for him to come out and eat!" Song Yi prepared the sixth cup of watermelon juice and placed it next to the other five cups. "They haven't eaten all day, they will be very hungry! I can't heal illnesses or save lives, but I can cook! If he wants to see me dance, I can also dance here!"

"I can drive! It's a pity that I can't perform here!" Song Zimo said with a smile.

"..."

These were very ordinary words, but to Jian Jingzhe's ears, they conveyed a completely different meaning.

She looked at Song Yi's face, which was willing to be surprised alone, then turned to look at Shen Qianzhong, Song Yingxin, and Dr. Lu and others who were sitting and waiting at the bottom of the corridor.

She felt a different kind of warmth flowing among people who were familiar with Li Xiangnan, and it was impossible to ignore that feeling.

Squeak!

at this time.

In the quiet courtyard at noon, the sound of a door opening was suddenly heard.

Jian Jingzhe, who had lowered his head with tears in his eyes, suddenly looked up and his whole body stiffened suddenly.

Bang!

The watermelon juice that I had just taken a sip of fell to the ground, and the enamel pot dripped and rolled several times.

"Comrade Jingzhe, what's wrong? Are you scared?"

A hearty, mellow voice that made people feel like spring breeze sounded at the door.

Tan Qianli stood with his hands behind his back with extraordinary dignity, looking with satisfaction at this corner of the country that he still loved.

"Comrade Qianli! Are you standing up?"

Several exclamations of surprise instantly resounded over the sky above Shuqingyuan...