My heart pounded suddenly, my head felt like it exploded, and my brain went blank.
My mother's voice was like spider silk torn by the wind and rain, fragile and urgent, "Come to the hospital quickly! Your dad has fainted!".
I was like sitting on a roller coaster. I had just climbed to the top and suddenly dived. My vision went dark and I felt like the world was spinning.
In addition to my mother's crying, there was also the sound of ambulance sirens on the phone. I hurriedly ran home, my mind went blank, and all I could do was mechanically move my legs forward.
My home is only five or six minutes away from the river for jogging, but the short distance seems extremely long in my eyes.
My chest was like a bellows, and I was breathing heavily, and my heart felt like it was on fire. It kept spreading inside my body and I couldn't control it.
I ran home out of breath, opened the car and got in. My hands holding the steering wheel were shaking so much that I couldn't even press the power button.
It was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and I suddenly felt dizzy. I felt like the world was spinning in front of me, and everything felt so unreal.
I took a deep breath and let it out, trying to calm down.
When I arrived at the hospital, my dad had already been sent to the emergency room.
Under the dazzling emergency lights, my mother sat alone on the bench outside, her hands clenched, as if she was seeking a kind of nihilistic comfort.
I was quite confused at first, but seeing my mother's helpless look, I suddenly stabilized. Anyone can panic now, but not me.
I took a deep breath and ran over quickly, "Mom, what's going on?"
As soon as my mother saw me, her mood collapsed. Amidst her intermittent crying, I pieced together the reasons why my father's accident happened.
My dad fainted while picking longan.
It turned out that he had always had high blood pressure, but neither he nor my mother told me. My mother said that he had not taken much medicine recently, and unexpectedly he suddenly fainted while picking longan.
I couldn't believe that the father who would never get sick in my heart would fall down one day. It was the first time I experienced my parents' serious illness, and it felt unreal.
After a while, the doctor came out and asked who was the family member. I asked him to tell me if he had anything to say.
The doctor took one look at my mother and said to me, "Come with me."
My mother also wanted to follow, but I stopped her. I was afraid that what the doctor said next might be unbearable for her, so I asked her to wait here.
I followed him into a room. He said that my father's condition was not very optimistic. He had fainted due to high blood pressure and had cerebral hemorrhage. He said that he needed to have surgery immediately.
The doctor has told me the most serious situation, and I feel like a dark cloud is weighing on my mind.
"Please sign this." The doctor handed me some paperwork.
I spread it out and looked at the surgery consent form, informed consent form and so on.
I took the pen and signed each document awkwardly. I feel like I have never signed as many signatures in my entire life as I did today.
"Go and pay the deposit first!" The doctor handed me a slip.
I took it and saw it, fifty thousand!
I nodded, feeling unperturbed, and turned around to pay the hospital deposit.
Now let alone 50,000, let’s say 100,000 or 150,000, whichever can cure my dad’s disease.
After I came back after paying the deposit, my mother was sitting on the bench with empty eyes. When she saw me coming back, she immediately stepped forward and pulled me in with a frown on her face: "Yu Bin, what did the doctor say? Is your father's illness serious? ?」
I patted her hand and said, "The doctor said to perform an operation on the spot. The success rate is very high. Don't worry."
"real?"
I forced out a smile and said, "Of course it's true. How long have I been lying to you?"
My mother's face softened a little, and she kept saying, "That's good, that's good."
I ordered a takeaway for my mother. I knew she had no appetite, but she was old after all. I could resist it, but the elderly could not.
My mother and I waited silently outside the operating room. She leaned on my shoulder, almost as thin as a piece of paper.
How long has it been since you stayed with her like this?
I thought about it, but I had no idea.
I have been living outside all year round, and only come home a handful of times each year. Even when I go home, I am busy with my own business. I suddenly discovered today that my mother is not aging quietly, but I just don't care.
Although birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws, no one wants to think of their own family members. Today I really discovered that they are really old.
I called my father's brothers and sisters one by one. My fingers hurt from pressing the buttons. My two aunts arrived one after another.
At this time, Zhang Yin suddenly called me. I was stunned for a moment and walked out of the hall before answering the phone.
"Hey, Yu Bin, what's going on with you today? Why isn't the broadcast started? You forgot about the goods tonight!"
I slapped my forehead hard several times and forgot everything in my excitement.
"Sister, I'm sorry, my dad suddenly fainted and was sent to the hospital in the afternoon. I was so anxious that I forgot to tell you."
"Ah! Is it serious? What's going on?"
"I fainted due to high blood pressure, and now I have a brain hemorrhage. I am undergoing surgery!"
"It's okay, then you go about your business first. Don't worry about the live broadcast for now. I'll ask the e-commerce company to stop it for a few days."
"Okay, thank you, sister."
"It's okay. Do you have enough money? Not enough to talk."
"That's enough, don't worry, sister!"
I wasn't polite to her. During the Dragon Boat Festival for more than two months, my income was pretty good, so it shouldn't be a problem to treat my dad.
"Okay, if you have any difficulties, please tell me. Don't be polite."
I am already very touched that Zhang Yin can say this.
Outside the operating room, time seemed to move very slowly, and every minute seemed to be filled with anxiety.
More than an hour later, the operating light suddenly went out. A few seconds later, the door of the operating room slowly opened, and a blast of cold air hit my face.
We hurriedly gathered around and asked each other: "Doctor, how is the situation?"
The doctor had a tired but gratified smile on his face, "The operation went relatively smoothly, but I need to stay in the ICU for 1-2 weeks for observation before I can be transferred to the general neurosurgery ward."
I looked at my unconscious father on the cart. His head was shaved, his head was wrapped in thick gauze, and his body was covered with tubes. At this moment, I felt what it meant to be heartbroken.
In the morning, he was beating his chest and vowing to pick longan, but now he was lying on the hospital bed.
We walked all the way to the ward. The corridor was dimly lit and only one side of the corridor had windows. At the end of the corridor is a blue door.
In front of that door, we were stopped by medical staff, who said to us patiently: "Family members cannot accompany us here. Leave us a phone number. This phone number must be on call 24 hours a day. If you have any questions, we will call you at any time." you."
I nodded, "Oh, okay, keep mine."
My mother was already crying as she watched my father being pushed into the intensive care unit. No escort was allowed here. I persuaded her to go home and ask my aunt to accompany her, but my mother insisted on not leaving. I couldn't help her, so I had to stay in a hotel next to the hospital. A room was opened for them.
I coaxed my mother to go to the hotel, and then I stayed and found a place to sit on the floor by the corridor...
