On June 3, my daughter sent a picture of a poor kitten leaning alone in the corner of the gate, helplessly looking at the closed world.
On June 3, while leaving for St. Petersburg for the 24th International Economic Forum, I received a video of my daughter at the Leningrad railway station in Moscow.
The daughter said with tears: Dad I was diagnosed, fever, weakness, mom can't get out of bed, brother is also.
A bolt from the blue.
In front of so many people, I still suppressed the severe pain in my heart and forced a smile to lead the reporting team to the car.
The train was running, but the heart was stuck in Moscow.
On this day, my heart beat every minute for the child and her mother and brother Gini.
The daughter said that the doctor came and gave some vitamin C.
During the day, I can only work so hard that I can alleviate my worries and thoughts.
Only by reading the encouragement letters of my friends can I feel a little comfort.
Really helpless.
Comrades from Ha'abin also sent warmth.
Many good friends have sent WeChat to worry.
But it's a pain buried deep inside.
I don't deserve to be a father at all.
At best, it's just a tool to make money.
I move every day for them and for those who follow me.
Because I can't fall.
On June 4, the daughter said, Dad, Mom can get up, Brother is cooking, the bread is charred, and we open the window to breathe. Today my body temperature is 37.9 degrees Celsius; my mother's temperature is 38.6 degrees Celsius; my brother is 37.8 degrees Celsius.
On this day, we get up at 5 a.m. and are busy until 11 p.m.
On this day, Russian President Vladimir Putin delivered a keynote speech at the forum.
At the last moment of entering the hall, my red pass was refused entry.
Even the Presidential Guard Bureau wondered if the machine had failed to identify.
I found Kryuchek, who was in charge of foreign media at the Presidential Guard, and he said, I'm sorry, Lou! Information about your daughter's diagnosis has been passed into your system. Although you are separated, the manual identification system is rigorous.
To be continued. (Today is June 8th, it is now 3:24 a.m., I don't know my daughter's condition yet)