Mo Nan arrived at the hospital as quickly as possible!

    On the bench, he found Liang Zikui, and Aunt Tang and two other teachers also came.

    Liang Zikui was sitting on the bench at this moment, bent deeply, with her face next to her arm, twitching and crying continuously.

    Aunt Tan next to her hugged her distressedly, comforting her in a low voice.

    "How is Uncle Liang?" Mo Nan suppressed the impulse in his heart, walked over quickly, and asked.

    "It''s late." Aunt Tan wondered why Mo Nan came here, but she didn''t know what to say at this time, so she could only sigh and shake her head slightly.

    "Mo Nan! Mo Nan!" Liang Zikui raised her head when she heard Mo Nan''s voice, and hugged him as if she had found support, her red and swollen eyes desperately shed tears.

    "Mo Nan, grandpa is gone, grandpa is gone, how could this happen? How could this be? I don''t want grandpa to leave me, how could he leave me alone!"

    Liang Zikui twitched a few times in pain, rolled her eyes, her whole body went limp, and she passed out.

    "Liang Zikui, wake up!"

    "Doctor, come quickly! Someone has passed out!" Aunt Tan immediately called for someone.

    Mo Nan stretched out his hand and found that Liang Zikui had just collapsed and passed out from crying. Maybe it would be better for her to sleep this way.

    After Mo Nan handed Liang Zikui to the doctor, he was about to visit Uncle Liang.

    Uncle Liang''s body has been placed directly in the morgue.

    Hopeless!

    Mo Nan walked out of the morgue sadly. Uncle Liang died suddenly due to overwork, which is not wrong according to the doctor''s judgment. And the time of sudden death was three o''clock last night, and it was only discovered at five o''clock this morning.

    It has been more than four hours now, if Mo Nan was by his side at the beginning, he could still save people, but now he can''t save them either.

    "The work was too tiring, and I died suddenly after working overtime for days on end!"

    Mo Nan''s body was shaking slightly, why? Why do good people always end badly? Why should an honest man like Uncle Liang suffer such unfair treatment?

    Mo Nan clenched his fists. He knew that Uncle Liang''s death was not God''s will, but man-made!

    When he came out, many people had already come to Liang Zikui''s hospital bed. Uncle Liang was so kind when he was alive, so naturally many people rushed over after his death.

    Among them were several old guards.

    "Hey, now that Lao Liang is leaving, he is most worried about his granddaughter, she is only a freshman!"

    "Hmph! Lao Liang was killed. He complained to me the day before yesterday that he hadn''t had a rest for almost two months, and he worked overtime every day, and he didn''t get a good night''s sleep."

    "That goes without saying, it''s Director Wang. How he forced us to leave must be how he forced Lao Liang to leave. Lao Liang has been holding on for his granddaughter, thinking that he can just retire."

    "Don''t say a few words! Vice-principal Tan is still here, how bad it is for people to hear!"

    Aunt Tan saw these old guards chatting recklessly, and it was impossible for her to pretend that she couldn''t hear anything, so she said, "Don''t worry, I will definitely find out what happened. Don''t say these things in front of the children. gone."

    "Vice President Tan, we don''t say it''s okay, but if you really want to give Lao Liang justice, you must treat Director Wang well. If it weren''t for him, Lao Liang would definitely not die. He forced us away like this back then. An old man who is about to retire!"

    "That''s right. The guards he uses now are all his relatives. He fired all our retirees in advance, and none of us old men can receive a pension. This damn Director Wang, I''m sorry. Damn it!"

    Mo Nan was even more furious when he heard this.

    He knows that he must not sit idly by!

    Aunt Tan had to find someone to take care of Uncle Liang''s affairs. Mo Nan originally wanted to go to Director Wang, but now that Liang Zikui was in a coma, he relied on him the most, and he could only stay by her bedside.

    Uncle Liang''s death almost caused a sensation in the whole school. On the one hand, Uncle Liang had been a doorman for so many years and was very kind to the students. Many students were heartbroken when they heard this, and many girls cried.

    Early the next morning, Mo Nan suddenly heard that someone held a memorial service for Uncle Liang at the funeral home.

    "Who held the memorial service? Liang Zikui is still here!" Mo Nan was very surprised. If Aunt Tan organized it, it would not be possible to be in such a hurry. Uncle Liang had an accident only yesterday morning!

    "I heard that Director Wang of the school opened it, and even invited people from a TV station to go!"

    Liang Zikui almost fainted again: "He has been making my grandfather work overtime. He refused to approve leave during the day and asked him to work overtime at night. If it wasn''t for Director Wang, how could my grandfather die? He still has the face to hold a memorial service!"

    "Damn Director Wang!" Mo Nan said and went out directly.

    ...

    At the memorial service, Director Wang''s complexion was very bad, his face was full of sorrow, his eyes were red all day long, and the two reporters couldn''t help but comfort him when they saw him.

    A lot of people came to the memorial service, including students and friends of Uncle Liang''s life, who were old guards and neighbors.

    After Director Wang told about the life experience of the orphan Liang Zikui, many students were moved, and they all donated money and contributed to this elementary school girl.

    As for why Liang Zikui didn''t come, Director Wang said that it was because she was overwhelmed with grief and she needed a good rest, so let him do it for her.

    In front of the big posthumous photo, Director Wang choked up several times.

    He sighed and faced the camera: "I''m very sad. Mr. Liang treats me like a brother like a father. Although I care about him a lot on weekdays, it''s not enough. If I can hide a little bit and show compassion to my subordinates, this will never happen. It''s something to do. I have a certain responsibility for Mr. Liang''s departure!"

    He spoke very sincerely, which moved everyone around him, and said: "Director, don''t be sad, we all deserve your hard work and do everything by yourself, but the manpower is limited, Mr. Liang, this is an accident , you must not blame yourself, let alone fall down."

    A doorman who had just joined the job told the Minsheng reporter of the radio station: "Director Wang is really their model worker. Once I was sick, Director Wang went to work for me personally, ate and lived with us every day, and never had the slightest airs Everyone admires him very much. Mr. Liang often praised him before he was alive, saying that he was really a good leader. Alas, it is a pity that Mr. Liang left like this. The saddest thing is our Director Wang!"

    Several guards and janitors surnamed Wang praised loudly.

    Some old guards showed aggrieved expressions. Director Wang had never eaten with him. Every day he either ate with this leader or had dinner with some leader to discuss matters. Even at school, it was a small affair. He also specially hired a canteen aunt who serves him, who is responsible for cooking for him every day. It is even more impossible to live together. Director Wang always drives to and from get off work, and often shows off to others how many apartments he has.

    Director Wang said modestly: "I''m actually not that good. I''m just an ordinary director who has worked in this position for three years. I just try my best to do my own thing well!"

    "It''s really unfair for such a good leader not to be promoted! Mr. Liang will die in peace. I know that the director has also privately helped many students in need. This time, he gave out 6,000 yuan privately. This is his saving money. Frugal money!" The guard surnamed Wang continued to break the news.

    These two reporters recorded it one after another. Such a good deed must be well publicized and let more people know.

    The reporter was also moved and said, "With such a good leader like you, that poor child doesn''t have to worry too much. We will definitely help the child raise donations."

    Hearing the donation, Director Wang straightened his body, coughed twice, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn''t matter if you donate or not. I always treat Liang Zikui''s child as her own daughter. I will be her guardian. I will also send her to study, although the pressure of studying is also great, but I gritted my teeth and passed it. There is no way, I became the director, and the family of every subordinate is my family!"

    "It''s so touching! But don''t worry, we also often make donations. In such a difficult situation, we can raise at least seven or eight million yuan. I hope it can help her!"

    "Oh, it really doesn''t matter if it''s money or not! As her guardian, I will treat her like a daughter. She is only fifteen years old. I hope I can give her the warmth of a family in the past few years. Such a child does not have a guardian like me." It''s really sad. Sigh!" Director Wang shook his head in pain.

    Many people know that Director Wang''s benevolence, righteousness and morality are all for the donation money. In the noble school of Shude Middle School, there are several students who donated 10,000 yuan directly.

    He kept saying that he wanted to be Liang Zikui''s guardian, and he wanted to help Liang Zikui manage money!

    However, so many people dare not speak out. Director Wang is so powerful and is related to the principal. Anyone who offends him will seek death! This Minsheng reporter seemed to be here to report, but Director Wang wasn''t here to brag about it. It''s useless to tell the truth.