My Star Teacher

The doctor and the woman talked about the night light, but didn't care. They carried the fruit along the ward of a corridor and looked at the signboard to find Fan's ward.

After searching for a while, Luminous finally found Ward 312. Through the glass on the door, Luminous looked inside. It was possible to see a patient lying on the hospital bed. Luminous did not see his face because of the perspective.

"Bang bang"

Luminous knock on the door.

"...Come in." There was a weak voice inside.

Yeguang pushed the door in, and then made a terrible mention. He saw it clearly this time. It was indeed Mr. Fan on the bed. He could recognize it, but Mr. Fan’s appearance was almost completely different from his impression. The original In his impression, Mr. Fan was quite sturdy, ruddy, full of spirit, and slightly fat and full of elegance.

Is it really Teacher Fan on the bed in front of me?The person lying on the bed was yellow and haggard, skinny like a firewood, deep in his eye sockets, his hands were thin like two dead bones, and he was already skinny and could not see a flesh.

The night light froze.

The person on the bed kept looking at the night light with turbid eyes, with some doubt in his eyes.

"Are you... Xiao Ye?" Teacher Fan asked uncertainly.

Yeguang recovered, and quickly walked over, "Mr. Fan, it's me, it's me, Yeguang."

Teacher Fan's gaunt face added a trace of expression, "Xiao Ye, it's really you, why are you here."

Luminous: "Teacher Fan, I'll come over to see you."

Teacher Fan questioned, "How do you know I am here?"

Ye Guang: "I bumped into the master and asked about your situation. I knew you were hospitalized here, so I came to see you."

Teacher Fan smiled, "Okay, okay, thank you Xiaoye, I haven't seen you for so many years, thank you for remembering me, Xiaoye, it's good, it has grown taller and stronger, it's more heroic than before, and the changes are not small."

Ye Guang smiled, "Yes, he was still growing when he graduated from high school. The changes in the past few years have been quite big. Teacher Fan, I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Teacher Fan: "Hey, can I still not recognize you? You are my favorite student, not to mention these four years, just over ten years later, I recognized you when you appeared in front of me."

Ye Guang laughed, "Mr. Fan, where have you been in these years, your home has moved, and the job at the school has also resigned. I have asked someone for a long time, and I have no news from you. If I met my master accidentally, I I don’t know if you are hospitalized here."

Teacher Fan waved his hand, "You resigned because of a personal reason when you graduated. You moved to the north and lived with your daughter for a few years. This is no, because you are sick, and you don’t have much time to live. I think that the fallen leaves can die in their hometown. came back."

Ye Guang hurriedly said: "Teacher Fan, don't say that, your illness will get better."

Teacher Fan smiled, "I know my own illness, I can't live for a few days, Xiaoye, you don't have to comfort me."

Ye Guang was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the call. Lung cancer is currently a worldwide problem, with extremely low curability, and looking at Mr. Fan's appearance now, I am afraid the situation is indeed not very optimistic.

Luminous mood is heavy, I do not know what to say.

Teacher Fan waved his hands freely, "Births, sicknesses, and deaths have their own destinies, Xiaoye, you don't have to be sad for me, don't talk about me, Xiaoye, let me talk about you. I haven't seen you for so many years, how are you?

Yeguang also followed Teacher Fan's words and smiled and said, "Me, I'm okay, just like that, it didn't take long for me to graduate from college.

When I heard Ye Guang say this, Teacher Fan was not happy. "How can you mix it up? You were my favorite student back then. The teacher has always had great expectations for you. That is you, the boy, who volunteered for the college entrance examination. I filled in randomly, and I was not angry at the time."

Ye Guang laughed a little.

Teacher Fan went on to say, “However, it doesn’t matter what university you go to or what major you study. The important thing is to do something meaningful. Xiao Ye, the teacher has to criticize you, don’t mix it up, be good and do things practically , Even if you can’t contribute to the country, you can’t cause trouble for the country, you know.”

Ye Guang hurriedly said, "Teacher Fan, don't be angry. You still see you, you still educate people. I will say that. I'm okay now. I'm married. I can't talk about work, but the country is not bad. Don’t worry, I’ve taught you, and I’m sure I won’t mess with the country.”

Teacher Fan nodded, "That's good, work is not expensive or cheap, as long as you work hard, you are contributing to the country. Oh, Xiaoye, are you married?"

Ye Guang nodded, "Well, if I got married in April this year, I haven't got a wedding wine yet. When I get a wedding wine, you must come."

Teacher Fan smiled, "Okay, it's good to get married, you are smart and clever, but you have a lot of fun, and someone who controls you when you get married."

Luminous smile.

Yeguang and Fan Zhijing met again, and there were many topics. The two had a very good chat. Someone came in during the conversation.

"Huh, Dad, a guest is here."

Ye Guang looked back, then froze. The person who pushed the door in had seen him. It was the beautiful woman he met in the corridor in front of Mr. Fan’s ward. She talked to the doctor. Ye Guang didn’t listen carefully. , But I also heard about it. This woman is called Mr. Fan's father, then... she was just talking to the doctor, Mr. Fan?

Thinking of the words just said by the woman and the doctor, Ye Guang's heart burst out suddenly. Teacher Fan really wanted... Ye Guang was unwilling to think down.

"Qing Wen." Teacher Fan smiled, "Come, let me introduce you, this is my student, Xiao Ye, Ye Guang." Then, Mr. Fan introduced to Ye Guang again, "Xiao Ye, this is my daughter, Qing Wen. "

Yeguang quickly got up and held out his hand, "Sister Qingwen, hello."

Fan Qingwen looked at the night light, held out his hand and shook his hand, "Xiao Ye, hello, sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Fan Qingwen: "Dad, I didn't expect you or students to come to see you."

Teacher Fan, "What are you talking about, my child? Why can't I have a student come to see me."

Fan Qingwen said while pouring water, "Come on, come on, you haven’t taught for several years. Several students still remember you, and the poor students you subsidize are all white-eyed wolves. "

Teacher Fan: "That's two different things."

Ye Guang was puzzled and asked, "Sister Qingwen, what do you mean?"

Fan Qingwen thought about it and said, "Then I will talk about it, and I will be angry when I think about it." Fan Qingwen was a little angry, "My dad has been funding a group of poor students to go to school many years ago, and the number is still quite large. It’s a dozen or twenty, of different ages, and they are all in elementary school, junior high school, and college. It turns out that more than half of my dad’s salary was spent on subsidizing these students."

Ye Guang smiled: "Mr. Fan has always been so high-spirited."

Fan Qingwen hummed, "My dad is Gao Fengliang, but what about the students he subsidized? One by one, the white-eyed wolf who turned upside down, Xiao Ye, you said, if someone has been supporting you from college to college, I’m not asking for your return, but at least I’m grateful?"

Ye Guang nodded, "Well, that's for sure."

Fan Qingwen continued, "But the students that my dad supported are better than others. My dad has been ill for some time. Because of illness, my family's savings are also used to pay for medical expenses. My dad has no money to spend Continue to sponsor those students, but what about those students? I don’t want them to pay my dad money for treatment, because they were originally poor students, but you hate my dad because they can’t continue funding. What's going on?"

Luminous: "Oh, is there such a thing?"

Hostility without funding?Is there such a thing?Can I be like this?