Cheng Xiang had experienced the death of her grandma in later generations. When she was a child, she thought death was just a noun. Her grandma passed away suddenly that year. She was confused at first. Following her mother to take care of her grandma's future, she just felt in a daze.
She has always resisted in her heart. How could grandma die? When she gets home, whenever the door rings, she will habitually look in the direction of the door, thinking that her grandma has come back from shopping for groceries, has come back from a walk, has come back from playing mahjong and won money, and wants to take her out to eat delicious food. .
But no, the door was pushed open time and time again, and the person who came in was not the person she wanted to see.
She felt extremely depressed and wanted to go downstairs to take a breath. She walked past the mahjong parlor where her grandma often played mahjong, saw the mahjong pieces her grandma used, walked past the breakfast shop where her grandma often ate, and passed every place she had ever visited. .
Your face was cold, you raised your hand to brush it, and tears were already covering your face. It turns out that the saddest time for you was not when she left, but when you missed her crazily but could never see her again.
There is a saying that the death of a loved one is not a violent storm, but a lifetime of humidity. Cheng Xiang understands this deeply. She loves her grandma so much, but rarely dreams about her. Many times before going to bed, she whispered: "Little old lady, I I miss you, come and meet me in your dreams.”
But I have only dreamed of it a few times in so many years. She was busy in the kitchen as usual, telling her to wash her hands quickly and eat, and also complained that she ate too little and wore too thin clothes. It was as if she had never left. .
But when she woke up, that person was no longer there. A few years later, Cheng Xiang discovered a terrible thing. She couldn't remember what her grandma looked like. She took her grandma's photo and looked at it over and over again, and she felt that she was not like this. , but couldn’t remember what she should look like.
She was upset about this for a long time and cried many times.
By chance, at this time, there was a grandmother, and she was still a little old lady who loved her granddaughter. Now she said such sad words, which made her feel uneasy and sour.
Cheng Xiang squeezed her grandmother's shoulders and said, "Old lady, you want to live a hundred years, no, two hundred years. You can definitely survive me until I stand."
"Bah." Grandma slapped her hand angrily: "I just said you should be prudent in doing things, but now you are saying such childish words, what do you mean by enduring you until the end? Is it possible that my old lady wants to give away the white-haired person to the black-haired person? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Cheng Xiang smiled coquettishly, hugged her grandmother's neck and said, "I just hope you will always stay with me and watch me give birth to children and have children and grandchildren around my knees."
Grandma smiled softly, touched her hand and said, "Okay, grandma, try your best. Speaking of children, when do you plan to have children? Don't take advantage of your youth..."
Why did the story change so quickly? Why did it induce birth again?
"Aha!" Cheng Xiang yawned and said, "I'm sleepy, I have to go to bed."
"Smelly girl, when I was a child, I got sleepy when I was studying. When I got older, I got sleepy when I gave birth to a child. Just hide. If you can survive the first grade of junior high school, can you survive the fifteenth grade?" Grandma muttered behind her.
Cheng wanted to run away quickly.
The next day, leaving Qing'er at home to play with her grandpa, Cheng Xiang took her grandma to Dr. Zhong's place.
After getting off the bus, Cheng Xiang took his grandmother's arm and walked towards the Guyan Hall. The two of them were talking and laughing, about twenty meters away from the Guyan Hall.
Grandma suddenly stopped, covered her heart with her hand, her face became extremely pale, her expression was painful, and she slowly squatted down.
"Grandma, what's wrong, grandma?" Cheng Xiang looked at grandma in panic and squatted down to check.
Grandma opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She tilted her body and lay on the ground.
"Grandma?" Cheng Xiang was frightened, holding his grandmother's hand and shouting. Grandma's eyes were closed tightly, her brows were furrowed, and she didn't react at all.
"Doctor Zhong, Dr. Zhong, save people." Cheng Xiang was completely panicked at this time, shouting at the top of his lungs in the direction of Gu Yan Tang.
A man walked out of Guyan Hall, looked over, and quickly ran over. It was Zhong Liang.
Zhong Liang ran over, leaned down, listened to grandma's heartbeat, and rolled his eyelids.
"Zhong Liang, Zhong Liang, save grandma quickly." Cheng Xiang felt that his voice was trembling.
Zhong Liang looked serious, knelt down on his legs and began to perform CPR on his grandmother.
The clock doctor also rushed over.
"Grandpa Zhong, look at grandma, she suddenly fainted." Cheng Xiang tried to calm down and described the general situation to Dr. Zhong.
Doctor Zhong patted her gently: "Don't worry."
I looked at my grandma lying on the ground and dispersed the onlookers to allow for air circulation.
"It's myocardial infarction, grandpa, please arrange a car to take him to the hospital quickly." Zhong Liang said quickly while performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
Doctor Zhong took out the needle bag and said to Zhong Liang in a deep voice: "Stop."
Zhong Liang glanced at Dr. Zhong in shock: "Grandpa, cardiopulmonary resuscitation is the most effective treatment method at this time. Going to the hospital quickly is the most correct choice."
"Stop." Doctor Zhong scolded and pushed Zhong Liang away.
Holding the silver needle in his backhand, he skillfully inserts the hair-thin silver needle into the three acupuncture points on his right hand. The movements are so smooth that you can hardly see how he applies the needle.
The needle penetrated into the texture, and after about half a minute, grandma exhaled suddenly, slowly opened her eyes, and began to breathe rapidly.
"Slowly help grandma up and take it easy." Dr. Zhong put away the needle bag and whispered to Cheng.
Cheng Xiang nodded and hurried over, slowly lifted her grandmother's upper body, leaned into his arms, and helped her to say to her heart: "Grandma, grandma, it's okay, it's okay." These words seemed to comfort her grandmother, but also As if to comfort myself.
"Go get a stretcher and carry the old lady into the hall." Dr. Zhong ordered the people around him, bent down and looked at grandma and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Grandma nodded vaguely: "I thought it was over just now."
Doctor Zhong smiled at the joke and said, "If something happens to you in front of my house, Commander Jiang is not allowed to hit my head with a gun?"
Grandma smiled weakly.
The stretcher came over, and several people worked together to put grandma on the stretcher and carry her to the hospital bed in the hall.
Dr. Zhong prescribed the medicine and asked the medicine boy to quickly grab the medicine, boil it and bring it to grandma to take.
Cheng Xiang had been sitting by the bed, holding her grandmother's hand, her whole nerves tense, and looking at her intently.
"Are you scared?" Grandma asked, gently holding Cheng Xiang's hand.
Cheng Xiang nodded with tears in his eyes. Indeed, the moment grandma fainted, she felt that her mind went blank and her internal organs twitched together.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." Grandma touched her head and comforted her. The last time she was so panicked was when her mother passed away. At that time, she was still so young. She cried silently as she watched her mother being taken away by a car. , so petite and helpless.
Seeing her frightened look now, grandma felt really distressed.
