I learned from those sensational TV dramas that when a woman is heartbroken and wants to cry, a hug is worth a thousand words.
I held Lin Feifei in my arms. She struggled for a while and then gave up resistance soon.
Her orchid breath kept coming into my nose, and the warm and fragrant jade in my arms made my heart surge. I really wished that time would stop at this moment.
I thought her piece of steel would turn into soft tissue in my arms, but she suddenly raised her finger and poked my ribs.
"Hey, hey, can you be careful about the impact? This is a hospital!"
I held her tightly and smiled: "How is it! Now do you feel like you are being held by the boss?"
The beauty in her arms said "Hmm", her voice sweet and delicate, with a hint of laziness at the end.
"Are you a low-end version of the boss?"
"..."
"Relax now, Auntie is back."
I subconsciously let go, and Lin Feifei immediately broke out of my arms. When I looked back, there was no sign of my mother at all.
The blush slowly crept up her cheeks, and the light poured in from the window and fell on her, making her black hair seem to glow.
"Pay attention to the impact!" She frowned with almond-shaped eyes.
I touched my nose and smiled, "Then you're not depressed, are you?"
"I'm not feeling depressed, I'm just telling the truth. Zhou Shutong is indeed good. She can do what I can do for you, and she can do what I can't do for you."
I was a little confused. I didn't compare her with others, but she compared herself. Lin Feifei was good at everything, but she had a little inferiority complex.
In fact, Lin Feifei has excellent conditions in all aspects. She can be said to be fully developed morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically. She is obviously very good, but she still has low self-esteem, especially in front of Zhou Shutong, who has no way to hide.
This may be related to her poor family of origin. She has been brainwashed by Deng Meijia's rigid standards since she was a child. She compares her own shortcomings with the strengths of others, uses her own shortcomings to attack the strengths of others, and only focuses on her own shortcomings. And ignored their own shining point.
I used to think that after the trip to Lijiang, her heart knot was opened, but the influence of her native family is like a mental seal engraved in her bones, which is difficult to get rid of completely.
Just when I didn't know how to comfort her, my mother finally appeared. Watching her and Lin Feifei get into the car, I felt heartbroken and uncomfortable. When will Lin Feifei fully accept herself?
Probably everyone has low self-esteem, one eye staring at their own shortcomings, and the other eye staring at the advantages of others. They are calm on the surface, but turbulent in their hearts.
I used to have low self-esteem. The world is too impetuous. We are often defined by other people's standards. It's like carrying a set of invisible shackles on our backs. We want to break free but are unable to do so. Later, I felt that it didn’t matter if I didn’t live in other people’s evaluation system. The most important thing was to make myself happy.
Some people have a house ready at home when they are eighteen, and some are still renting a house at thirty. Once our rhythm is out of touch with the mainstream people, we will be labeled as failures. They say that time will be treated gently, but The older I get, the lower my self-esteem becomes.
My father's illness made me suddenly realize that the most important thing is to be happy in life. All fame and wealth will be in vain in the end. If you don't bring it in life, you won't take it with you in death.
There is no need to be burdened by these things in a lifetime of just a few decades.
I stayed in the hospital fully clothed for a week, and my father was finally transferred from the ICU to the general ward.
I felt an indescribable sense of relief when he woke up from his coma.
The moment he opened his eyes, the hand moved slightly. The once powerful hands were now thin and trembling. His lips moved, and his voice was weak and hoarse.
I quickly lowered my head and got close to his lips, only to hear him say in a weak voice: "Dragon... longan... have you picked... have you picked it? Fei... Fei Fei likes to eat."
My tears rolled down my face, and I couldn't hold it back any longer, so they burst out.
My father never said anything, but his actions contained deep love. His silence and seriousness once intimidated me, but at this moment, all these years of estrangement have turned into
A wisp of green smoke drifts away with the wind.
My father was transferred to the general ward, and my mother and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. A ray of sunshine finally shone through the dark clouds above our house.
When I was transferred to the general ward, there was another chaos. With Lin Feifei and Zhou Shutong helping me, the burden on my shoulders was much lighter.
After transferring to the ward, Lin Feifei accompanied my mother to the cafeteria to get food. Zhou Shutong said she had no appetite and asked them to eat first while she and I stayed in the ward.
I bought a bottle of drink and came back. When I looked up, I saw Zhou Shutong sitting beside the hospital bed, carefully giving my dad a massage.
Her fingers roamed flexibly on my dad's legs, and the muscles under her fingers gradually relaxed and stretched like fields brushed by warm currents.
During the massage, my dad’s frown gradually relaxed, and his eyes shone with gratitude.
I had mixed feelings and smiled, "I didn't expect you to give massages to patients!"
Zhou Shutong smiled sweetly and said softly: "Giving uncle a massage every day can promote blood circulation. He will easily develop bedsores if he lies down for a long time. You have to wipe his body every day to keep him dry. You don't know this, right?" .z.
After saying that, she turned her head and gave me a faint wink.
I shook my head. If she hadn't said anything, I really wouldn't have known. I bit my lip and had no words.
"The doctor is looking for me. I'll go first. When you come back, you can teach me how to do the massage. I'll do it," I said.
After that, I walked out of the ward and came to the doctor's office.
After coming in, as soon as I sat down, the doctor went straight to the point: "Your father is recovering well. He will be observed in the general ward for 1-2 weeks. If there is no problem, he can be discharged. However, the deposit is almost not enough, and you have to make up more." Pay a little bit."
I nodded, mentally prepared for this.
For hospitalization, if a general ward is like running water and an ICU stay is like a waterfall, it is not an exaggeration to say that the cost of five or six thousand a day is not exaggerated.
I went to the window on the first floor and lined up to pay the deposit. After paying the deposit, I returned to the ward. As soon as I opened the door, a smell suddenly hit my face.
I was stunned, looked up suddenly, and saw a shocking scene.
The stench came from his father's hospital bed. There was a basin of water next to the chair at the head of the bed, with a few wet wipes floating in it, and a few paper balls thrown on the ground. Zhou Shutong was cleaning up the mess.
She heard the footsteps, looked back at me, and said, "Uncle just pulled me, come here and help."
I ran over and gently lifted my father's waist. Zhou Shutong reached into the basin, picked up a wet wipe floating on the water, squeezed it hard, squeezed out the water, and stretched the wet wipe into the basin. Under the quilt.
I felt guilty and volunteered, "I'll do it! Help me support my dad!"
