Cen Baihe listened to the host with a slightly sharp and excited voice, dragging a long tone to describe the appearance of a good-hearted person who was brave and brave. The more he listened, the more he felt that the porridge in the bowl was difficult to swallow. He looked up and watched the TV. The boy was rescued. 'S parents are facing the camera thanking the kind people. A piece of news was broadcast for five or six minutes, but there were no clear photos of well-wishers, let alone the first name or last name.
In the end, this news topic ended with the host's sentence "A good man lives in peace". Cen Baihe put down and only ate one-third of the porridge. He shrank into the bed and didn't want to move anymore.
When Liang Feng came, he saw that there was not much food on the table and helped Cen Baihe move the bed table aside, "Cen, do you have something like this?"
"No appetite." Seeing him empty-handed, Cen Baihe picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. "It's so late, what are you doing here?"
"I just heard the news that the old man seems to be going to rebuild the ancestral house. Recently, he is looking for a good Feng Shui." Liang Feng saw that Cen Baihe still didn't have much expression on his face, and added, "It is said that someone told the old man that the ancestral house is new. After being in disrepair for a long time, Feng Shui may have changed, which may harm the lifespan of the offspring, and the old man made the decision to do this."
As we all know, among the five brothers of the Cen family, only Cen Baihe was sick and weak since childhood. The father's tossing was probably for him.
The youngest son, the eldest grandson, the lifeblood of the old man. The old man really felt painful to his old son Cen Baihe, and he was more concerned about his grandchildren.
Cen Baihe frowned slightly, watching what Liang Feng wanted to say, but finally fell silent.
His appearance fell in Liang Feng's eyes. He didn't know what to say for a while. After sitting with him for a while, Liang Feng spoke again: "Maybe it's useful?"
It's a pity that after he spoke these words, he only got a cold look in Cen Baihe's eyes.
"Okay," Liang Feng shrugged, "I just think that in such a big world, maybe there is some mysterious power that we don't know, right?"
Cen Baihe slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looking a little indifferent and fearless: "Okay, it's not early, you go back early."
Seeing this, Liang Feng couldn't persuade him anymore, and after reporting the company's situation to Cen Baihe, he got up and left.
When passing by the nurse's station, he suddenly remembered the content of the nurses chatting a few days ago. An expert showed Feng Shui at the patient's home and soon woke up. He didn't believe this statement at all in his heart, but thinking of the boss's indifferent look through life and death, he stopped and turned to look at the nurses on duty.
It may be that he was lucky, and he saw the nurse who was talking about this gossip that day. He stepped forward and knocked on the desk of the nurse station and glanced at the work card hanging on the nurse. "Miss Zhang, I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to ask you a question, do you have time?"
Nurse Zhang never thought that the people around the big man would find herself. She was stunned and turned to look at the head nurse sitting next to her. Seeing the head nurse nodding, she stood up and said, "Mr. Liang, please speak."
Liang Feng looked around and said to Nurse Zhang: "I heard you say a few days ago that a patient who was almost a vegetative awakened. Could you please contact her family for me?"
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