Chapter 3937

On this day, after arriving at work, Lu Xiaoya asked Zheng Hong for leave and went to the People's Hospital to consult a psychiatrist in the psychiatry department about what to do regarding Su Xinghui's situation. The psychiatrist also knew that Su Xinghui had participated in the disaster relief efforts this time, and he knew that engaging in such relief activities could easily lead to the accumulation of negative emotions.

Therefore, he asked Lu Xiaoya to inquire about Su Xinghui's attitude after returning home that evening and then have him come to the hospital to receive psychological counseling. He also told Lu Xiaoya that this matter was nothing major and that after receiving psychological counseling, Su Xinghui's mental state would return to health.

Lu Xiaoya helped Su Xinghui find a psychiatrist, but Su Xinghui himself did not know about it. After he arrived at work today, the first thing he did was to convene a mayor's office meeting because he needed to understand the current situation in Linshan City through the reports of the vice mayors.

Su Xinghui had been away for more than half a month, and now the development momentum of Linshan City was still quite good. More and more enterprises were coming to invest in the various industrial parks, and the production of those leading enterprises was becoming increasingly prosperous; Linshan City's output value was advancing almost by leaps and bounds.

Other aspects of work in Linshan City were also proceeding smoothly. Now that Linshan City's fiscal revenue was increasing, all tasks were being pushed forward very smoothly with the support of sufficient fiscal expenditure.

After listening to everyone's reports, Su Xinghui was quite satisfied. After making arrangements for the next steps of work in Linshan City, he adjourned the meeting.

Su Xinghui returned to Linshan, and many subordinates came to report their work to him. Su Xinghui spent this day listening to the reports of his subordinates.

Zhu Yue also came to report her work to Su Xinghui. Now, the Canglong Electronic High-Tech Industrial Park, which she managed, had become one of the economic pillars of Linshan City and could also be considered the face of Linshan City. Whenever leaders from above came to Linshan for inspections, the Canglong Electronic High-Tech Industrial Park was one of the must-see places.

Zhu Yue said she came to report her work to Su Xinghui, but in fact, at the mayor's office meeting, Xing Guodong had already reported the recent important investments in the Canglong Industrial Park to Su Xinghui. Zhu Yue had nothing left to say. After speaking about work for a few moments, she said, "Mayor, you have lost weight; you must take care of your health."

Su Xinghui had indeed lost weight this time. Having spent more than ten days of hardship in the disaster area—not eating enough, not sleeping well, and having to engage in heavy manual labor—how could he not have lost weight?

Su Xinghui said, "It's fine. It's better to be thinner; being thinner makes one more spirited."

Zhu Yue said, "That won't do. Your wife must be heartbroken, right? Hurry and have her cook a few good meals to help you recover properly."

Su Xinghui said, "Sigh, this is nothing. The common people in the disaster area are the ones who have truly suffered."

Zhu Yue's expression also became solemn. Of course, she had seen the tragic scenes in the disaster area on television. She said, "Mayor, this time, all the enterprises in the Canglong Electronic High-Tech Industrial Park want to donate to the disaster area. Hearing that you have returned, they want to hold a donation ceremony. What do you think?"

Su Xinghui said, "Oh, how much do they plan to donate?"

Zhu Yue said, "About 300 million or more. Xuanwu Technology is prepared to donate 100 million, while Hengxing Microelectronics and TJD Technology both plan to donate 50 million each. The remaining enterprises together can donate about 100 million plus."

Su Xinghui said, "Which foundation are they donating to?"

Zhu Yue said, "Of course, it's to the Xinhuo Foundation. Everyone trusts the Xinhuo Foundation very much now."

Su Xinghui nodded slightly and said, "Since they are donating so much money, holding a donation ceremony is appropriate. How about this: I will call the provincial television station's film crew to come and film this donation ceremony. When the time comes, it can also be featured on China Central Television's news to make their charitable deeds known."

During this Great Wenchuan Earthquake, television stations across the country basically stopped broadcasting entertainment programs and were all airing news about the earthquake. Many of China Central Television's news materials also came from local stations. An event like the Canglong Industrial Park donation ceremony was excellent news material and would certainly be able to make it onto China Central Television.

For these enterprises to donate over 300 million at once was a huge figure, and the provincial television station would certainly be very happy to come and film it.

Zhu Yue nodded and said, "Fine, then I will go back and tell them to prepare their checks so they can participate in this donation ceremony."

Su Xinghui also felt very gratified. During this great earthquake, people across the country had contributed their love to the best of their ability, and the enterprises in the Canglong Industrial Park were not to be outdone. Their grand gesture also added luster to Linshan City.

After a busy day, that evening, Su Xinghui returned home. After eating, he tutored Niuniu with his homework. The family was happy and harmonious; he had not experienced such happiness for a long time.

However, when he finished tutoring Niuniu and started watching the news in the living room, his brows suddenly furrowed tightly again because he saw images of the disaster area once more. This made his heart tighten again, and he watched the television set without blinking.

Although more than half a month had passed since the earthquake, how could Su Xinghui not harbor the thought of miracles appearing? He hoped to hear of a miracle on the television; perhaps the rescue team could still save one or two people from the ruins?

But today's news disappointed him again. In today's news, the most frequent reports were still about how many bodies of victims the rescue teams had discovered in the ruins of various disaster areas, which caused the death toll of this great earthquake to rise continuously.

Looking at the death toll, which, although much lower than in his previous life during the same period, was still shocking, Su Xinghui's brows remained tightly furrowed.

Lu Xiaoya watched Su Xinghui from the side with some worry. She could feel that Su Xinghui was carrying too heavy a burden in his heart. She felt that Su Xinghui truly needed to go for some psychological counseling.

At night, Su Xinghui and Lu Xiaoya lay in bed. Lu Xiaoya nestled gently into Su Xinghui's arms, trying her best to use her tenderness to dissolve the worries and sorrows in Su Xinghui's heart.

Although the two had not been together for more than ten days, in this atmosphere, they had no intention of doing anything else.

Lu Xiaoya said, "Xinghui, you must have experienced a lot this time in Xingfu County, right?"

After a long silence, Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Yes, I experienced a lot!"

Lu Xiaoya said, "Can you tell me about it?"

Su Xinghui then began to tell Lu Xiaoya. He told the story of the baby he rescued on the first night who had been protected by a great mother; he told the story of the girl he rescued and her lover; he told the story of He Fusheng and Qi Dayong; and he also told the story of the boy who died before they could rescue him.

That boy was a third-year high school student who had originally wanted to apply to a military academy this year to become a soldier. Just as the rescue team was breaking the prefabricated slab pressing down on him, he told his thoughts to Su Xinghui, who was comforting him. He said very optimistically that he would definitely be able to survive and get into a military academy, but in the end, he still couldn't hold on until that moment.

As he spoke, Lu Xiaoya shed tears. Although she watched the news every day and could see many scenes of life and death, how could what was seen on television be as vivid as what was told by Su Xinghui, a direct participant?

The stories of these people were too moving. Lu Xiaoya was naturally a very kind person who couldn't bear to see such things. Now that she had heard so much from Su Xinghui, how could she not be moved?

She also thought that if she felt so sad just listening to Su Xinghui tell it once, Su Xinghui, who experienced such things every day and didn't know how many people's joys and sorrows he had witnessed, having some pent-up feelings in his heart was the most normal thing. But precisely because of this, Su Xinghui needed to receive psychological counseling.

Su Xinghui felt Lu Xiaoya's sadness. He gently hugged his wife tighter. Lu Xiaoya buried her head in his chest, and her tears wet Su Xinghui's lapels.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoya raised her head and said, "Xinghui, you have suffered this time!"