The Heroine Took The Villain Script

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"Is it sweet and sick again?"

After receiving a call from his wife, He Yaohua temporarily abandoned his official duties and hurried to the military hospital.

"...Sweetness had a lot of nosebleeds and fell into a coma!"

Seeing that her daughter was taken to the emergency room, Wu Zhuoya finally let out a sigh of relief.

But her hands were still shaking slightly, and her mind was full of images of her daughter covered in blood.

She stared blankly at the door of the emergency room for a long time before she said to her husband, "In addition, there are some things in the drawer of Tiantian's desk, you should go and have a look!"

"Huh?" He Yaohua was stunned for a moment, asking him to look at what was in his daughter's desk.

Originally, listening to his wife's solemn tone on the phone, He Yaohua thought that something major had happened.

Of course, it is not a trivial matter for the daughter to be sick in the main hospital.

However, He Yaohua knows his wife, she is not a person who only cares about the small family.

Even if the house at home is on fire, the wife will not easily call him back from the unit.

And today, his wife just did this, and she urged him with urgency. He Yaohua's first reaction was: It should be related to work!

But, but—

How could his wife let him look in his daughter's desk drawer?

If it was replaced by other children, even He Weihong, who was still in college, He Yaohua thought it was not too absurd.

How sweet?

The youngest daughter who has just been picked up from the countryside.

He Yaohua doesn't mean to look down on his own daughter, but He Tiantian's conditions are there.

Having only read elementary school for a few years, he is barely illiterate.

I don't care about serious things on weekdays, except for eating and drinking, that is, eating and drinking.

The little girl doesn't seem to care much about anyone or anything, and her eyes only shine when she sees meat and money.

He Yaohua racked his brains, but could not imagine that his daughter would have something to do with work.

"I can't say a word or two, you can see for yourself!"

Wu Zhuoya rubbed her eyebrows, her own brain was a little confused, and she couldn't analyze it with her wife logically and clearly.

Besides, Wu Zhuoya is not a professional after all. Although she thinks the things on the manuscript are very important, she has no evidence.

Professional things, or let professional people do it.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhuoya added, "Is Lao Xu here? If he has time, let him take a look."

"Lao Xu? He's busy repairing those blueprints."

It was hard to get some materials out of the ashes. In the past few days, engineers and technicians who counted in the factory have been "rescue" without sleep or food.

"Then let the guards come back and have a look." Wu Zhuoya thought for a while, and then suggested.

Xu is that He Yaohua transferred to a military factory. For more than ten years, He Weijun has been fascinated by his eyes and ears, and he has also developed a strong interest in the military industry.

When he was in college, he applied for the Department of Mechanical Engineering. After graduating, he was assigned to a factory. Now he is a technician, studying with a veteran engineer like Lao Xu.

"...Okay!" Although he still didn't quite understand what his wife meant, with what he knew about his wife, He Yaohua believed that his wife was not aimless.

He was asked to go to the factory to call He Weijun home. He Yaohua looked at the emergency room with the door closed. He hurried home after knowing that his daughter would not be able to come out for a while.

"Dad, the teacher is busy, why are you in a hurry to call me home?"

He Weijun hurried into the house, and as soon as he came to the living room, he shouted anxiously.

He Yaohua came to the small bedroom on the second floor one step ahead of schedule. He opened the drawer and took out the drawings that Wu Zhuoya had carefully placed.

Unfolding, only looking at the first page, He Yaohua's eyes suddenly lit up.

He is a layman, but he has been in the factory all the year round and listened to those old engineers and Soviet experts discussing every day, and he has also listened to some.

Some keywords, or iconic graphics, he also recognizes.

Especially in the past two days, he squatted in the conference room and watched a group of technicians tinker with his own eyes. He was really impressed.

Now that he saw more complete graphs and formulas, his hands trembled a little.

He eagerly flipped through the drawings, looking at them one by one.

At this moment, He Weijun's loud voice rang out.

He Yaohua suddenly felt that a helper was coming, and hurriedly shouted, "Guardian, come quickly, I'm in the sweet room!"

"Dad, okay, what are you doing in the sweet room?"

He Weijun muttered as he crawled up to the second floor.

"Hey, that's not right, my mother said during dinner that Tiantian will almost be discharged from the hospital today. What? She hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet?"

Although He Weijun didn't like this little sister who made the family humiliate, he was a close relative, and he was very worried when he saw her lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many things going on in the factory recently, He Weijun would have taken leave to pick up his little sister with his mother.

"Tiantian is sick again and was sent to the military hospital by your mother and Wei Hong!"

He Yaohua said something quickly, and then urged, "Don't worry about talking about this, kid, come in quickly!"

"Sick again? Is my little sister all right?"

He Weijun was taken aback. What happened to his sister? Could it be that she has some incurable disease?

How can you just get out of the hospital and then get sick again?

He was sent directly to the military hospital? !

He Weijun kept muttering in his heart, but he still ran in three steps and two steps.

When he entered the door, he was about to continue to ask questions, but he saw his father holding a stack of blueprints and reading endlessly.

"what is this?"

Xu Shi saw something related to his profession. He Weijun was very curious, asked a question casually, and gathered to check it together.

"Huh? This, this is the structure diagram of the R-type missile? And the calculation formula?"

He Weijun wanted to continue to ask what happened to his sister, but when he saw the information, his eyes widened.

The whole person became very excited. He really forgot his superiority and inferiority. He grabbed the blueprint from his father and studied it bit by bit, "My God, this is the complete data.

"And this graphic, Mr. Xu was still worried just now, saying that half of it was burned, and it is difficult to restore it completely!"

"Oh, even this one? God, where did this, this come from?"

"Dad, Comrade He, this is a real treasure. Hey, how come the blueprints are stained with blood?"

He Weijun quickly flipped through the pages, exclaiming as he watched.

When he saw the last few pictures, and found that there was blood on them, he couldn't help frowning.

"...Dad, did the comrades on the hidden front get it back? Are there bloodshed for this?"

He Weijun, who had a big brain hole, had such a guess.

However, soon, he found that his guess was not very reliable.

Because he studied it carefully and found that the blood stains were very bright in color, as if they had just been stained.

Could it be that in their home, what happened?

He Weijun has begun to make up no less than 120 minutes of wonderful spy war movies.

He Yaohua heard He Weijun's exclamation, the excitement on his face slowly faded away, replaced by an indescribable deepness and worry.

He vaguely guessed, and said faintly, "These drawings were found in Tiantian's desk, and just an hour ago, Tiantian suffered from constant nosebleeds, was unconscious, and was sent to the military hospital!"

Therefore, the blood on these drawings is most likely left by He Tiantian.

"Sweet? She, she—" He Weijun's face was full of disbelief.

He looked down at the drawings, then looked up at He Yaohua, trying to see something on his father's face.

However, there was no trace of a joke on He Yaohua's black and thin face.

He Weijun himself knew that their old man was the most honest and stubborn person.

Even if he feels distressed about He Tiantian, he will not deceive and add any merit to his daughter.

So... these data are really related to He Tiantian?

Suddenly, He Weijun, who likes brain supplements, made another bold guess, "Dad, do you mean that Tiantian goes to Xiaoyanglou every day not to eat and drink, but for these materials?"

Because the most complete information is only available to Soviet experts living in Xiaoyanglou.

Rather than saying that He Tiantian came up with the information himself, He Weijun believed more in the possibility that "He Tiantian peeked at the notes of the Soviet experts and wrote them out by default".

Although, the latter is equally astonishing.

After all, this is not a few words, a few numbers, but a dozen sheets of data, formulas, and precise graphics.

Compared with He Weijun, a self-proclaimed high-achieving student who graduated from a professional university, even if he has read the original material, it is unlikely that he wants to copy it one by one.

But, but... the data is right in front of him, and He Weijun is very familiar with some of the "fragments" that he spent several days with the teacher.

He is very sure that the information in his hand is correct, and it is very detailed and complete.

"Your mother said that when Tiantian was hospitalized last time, she once said 'excessive use of the brain leads to malnutrition'."

He Yaohua also thought of this possibility, and he sighed faintly, "It's just that your mother didn't think much about it at that time, and she didn't take sweet words to heart."

Therefore, when the doctor said that He Tiantian was severely malnourished, Wu Zhuoya was still very puzzled.

But seeing such a scene again today, and having obtained valuable information that would never appear under normal circumstances, Wu Zhuoya suddenly remembered this sentence.

She even had some guesses in her mind: He Tiantian's brain might be different from ordinary people's uniqueness.

Usually she likes to eat good food so much, not really greedy, but her body needs nutrition.

"Ah? Is this still the case? Little sister, does she never forget it?"

He Weijun was a little dumbfounded, because he had a huge brain, and he couldn't think of a too miraculous possibility.

The God-man he knew was probably the one mentioned in the book that he never forgets and knows from birth.

"It is possible, but further verification is required!"

He Yaohua is a firm materialist, so he does not believe in ghosts and gods, but only in science.

He Tiantian has been sent to the military hospital, and he believes that his wife will arrange some examinations for his little daughter.

In addition, after Tiantian wakes up, you can also ask her directly.

However, before that, He Yaohua has to repeatedly verify the authenticity of this information.

"Let's go! Get these materials, let's hurry back to the factory, and let Lao Xu and the others do a good job screening!"

He Yaohua acted resolutely, gave an order, and strode out of the house.

He Weijun quickly followed.

In the hospital on the other side, He Tiantian was put on glucose again.

At Wu Zhuoya's strong request, the doctor also added some nutritional injections.

You must know that in this era, there is a shortage of western medicine, and there are very few nutritional injections.

Wu Zhuoya rarely asked for a relationship and found an old comrade-in-arms before she got a place for He Tiantian.

Seeing the milky white liquid pouring into He Tiantian's veins, her complexion improved little by little, and Wu Zhuoya let out a long breath.

The daughter is indeed malnourished, and the reason why she does this is all because of overuse of her brain.

Wuwu, she really wronged her daughter in the past, and she actually felt that her daughter was greedy and shameful.

She, she really isn't a good mother, she's too sorry for Tiantian.

Wu Zhuoya blamed herself secretly, she stayed in front of the bed, held He Tiantian's hand gently, and accompanied her silently.

"Mom, little sister will be alright!"

Seeing that the little girl was pushed out of the emergency room, came to the ward, and was successfully put on a hanging bottle, He Weihong's tense spirit relaxed a little.

It really terrified her today, until now, her legs are a little soft.

Sitting leaning on the hospital bed, He Weihong looked at her younger sister's thin appearance and said something in a low voice.

"No, Tiantian will be fine!"

Wu Zhuoya said firmly, but she didn't know whether she was answering He Weihong or comforting herself.

"She's just malnourished, as long as she is nourished, she can wake up!"

"exactly!"

Wu Zhuoya muttered to herself, suddenly she seemed to have unlocked some code, and said eagerly to He Weihong: "Quick, go and bring the meat porridge from home."

"By the way, go to your dad and your brother again, find a way to get some meat tickets, buy meat, buy a lot of meat!"

"Tiantian said, she wants to eat red meat!"

"Even if she can't eat it now, you can cook meat porridge for her!"

"And milk powder. I remember that the logistics department in the factory also has some milk powder for experts. Let your dad find a way to get it all for Tiantian!"

Woohoo, her family has long wanted to drink milk, eat bread and barbecue.

Only experts who came to help China's construction are qualified to eat such good things.

But they are sweet and more qualified!

Tiantian is directly tired and sick!

And those experts, who were so well taken care of by the factory, said they were evacuated without any discount.

Well, although the evacuation or something, it is not the intention of the experts.

Wu Zhuoya is just venting her anger.

In order to find out the information, her family Tiantian went directly to the hospital. As a mother, Wu Zhuoya was really distressed and guilty.

Especially when she thought that Tiantian, including their husband and wife, had been wronged in the past, Wu Zhuoya was even more ashamed.

"...Mom, I know you feel bad for Tiantian, but, but—"

It's okay to say meat tickets or something, if you try to get it together, you can always get it.

But milk powder or something is a special offering reserved for experts.

Although the experts are gone, those things cannot be easily used.

My father has taught principles for half his life, and even if he loves his children, he will not violate the rules.

"You just go, my family is so pitiful, she's not greedy, she, she's overdoing it!"

As long as it is verified that the information is true and valid, Tiantian is the hero of their factory and even the country.

The hero wants to eat something good to nourish his brain, what's wrong? !

If the old-fashioned He Yaohua told her about principles and discipline, she would go to the old chief to judge...