Cui Jinyu and Sister Fang were sitting in the ward together, waiting for Zhao Qianxue to wake up. [No pop-up novel website] When Cui Jinyu woke up yesterday, the first person she saw was Sister-in-law Fang. Maybe it was because of this that she felt that this middle-aged woman was very kind. She really took good care of her original body Zhao Jinyu, but she was a little... talkative. Ever since he sat down, he hadn't stopped talking. Although it was a bit annoying, he thought that Grandma Zeng, who had always taken care of him, liked to nag whenever she saw him, so he became more tolerant, and Cui Jinyu didn't say much. , I just listened to Sister Fang’s words and occasionally echoed them.
After sitting for about half an hour, Zhao Qianxue woke up and looked around. In the blink of an eye, she saw her son sitting aside, and she couldn't help but smile.
"Madam, you are awake now. Are you feeling better today? I made some bird's nest porridge and brought it over. I just put a little rock sugar in it. How about you eat some?"
Zhao Qianxue shook her head with some difficulty, and whispered hoarsely, "I'm not hungry, so stop being busy."
"Madam, how can I not eat?"
But looking at Mother Zhao who was lying in bed, struggling to even speak, Zhao Qianxue had been ill for so long, and she knew more or less the symptoms of this terminal lung cancer patient. She was now a little anorexic, but she always had to cook some bird's nest or diluted food every day. Porridge or something, thinking that she might want to eat it sometime.
Zhao Qianxue propped her elbows back and prepared to sit up, but it was obviously a bit difficult. Cui Jinyu looked at it and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhao's mother sit up, and put an extra pillow behind her so that she could lean on it. Sitting with a pillow is not that strenuous.
Looking at her son sitting next to her, Zhao Qianxue raised her hand and patted his arm, thinking of her son's guilty look when he saw her lying on the hospital bed yesterday. At that time, I was vomiting and in unbearable pain. After receiving the injection, I fell into a coma. I didn't have a chance to say anything else. Only now did I have this opportunity. I hurriedly said to my son, "Jinyu, mom's illness has nothing to do with you. At first, my mother just treated it as a common cold and cough, and bought some medicine to take it. Later, she was found out that it was in the advanced stage. Even if you know it, you can't change anything, and it still makes you worry. You are the most important person in the third year of high school. How could my mother delay the college entrance examination because of this?"
After discovering that there was no possibility of curing his illness, he thought about sending the letter for a long time but never got a reply. I don’t know if he didn’t receive it or if he just didn’t want to pay attention to him at all. Zhao Qianxue looked at her son beside her and felt that he had become silent today and seemed calmer than before. Her illness had a huge impact on this child. Was it because of this that he was forced to grow up quickly?
In the past, with her protection, it was okay to be simple, but what to do in the future? He can only rely on himself. He hopes that his arrangements will enable his son to live a worry-free life in the future.
"Mother……"
Cui Jinyu found that it was not difficult for her to say this. Not only could she not bear it now that Zhao's mother was on her deathbed, but she also thought of her mother. Every time she went home, no matter if she was okay or not, she would ask I must have said yes, but I was afraid that I would worry and affect myself, and I was afraid that my youngest son would not be able to stay with Mr. Yang with peace of mind.
"As long as you are well, mom will be relieved. Ahem, I used to be afraid of delaying your college entrance examination, so I didn't dare to tell you many things in advance. While I am still awake, I will tell you about the family affairs. Aunt Fang also has five She is more than ten years old, and she also wants to go home and enjoy family happiness. After I leave, Sister Fang can no longer stay in our house, so don’t treat her badly."
"Mrs……"
Zhao Qianxue smiled with some difficulty, and then continued, "Sister-in-law Fang, you have been helping our house for more than ten years. Over the years, you have been doing your best and helping me a lot. You were planning to go home earlier this year Yes, it’s my illness that’s holding you back, and I’m also afraid that finding another person won’t be suitable, so I let you stay for a few more months, cough cough, cough cough.”
Seeing that Mother Zhao's face was red and uncomfortable after coughing, Cui Jinyu hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Mother Zhao's palm, and used her thumb to press the thenar acupoint, which was near the edge of the metacarpal bone. After pressing for a while, Mother Zhao's cough finally subsided. Cui Jinyu did not stop until the place he pressed became warm.
When Zhao's mother saw her son's behavior, she didn't say much, but after pressing it for a while, she really felt a little better. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, so she couldn't help but smile and said, "You liked to go to the one next door in the early years." I was playing at Dr. Lin's house, and I didn't expect you to actually learn a little bit. Just press it and you'll feel better."
Cui Jinyu thought about it silently and realized that the Dr. Lin mentioned by Zhao's mother was a retired traditional Chinese medicine doctor who lived next door to Zhao's house in the early years. Zhao Jinyu liked to go to Dr. Lin's house very much and would occasionally identify herbal medicines with Dr. Lin. Listen to Dr. Lin talk about some common sense about traditional Chinese medicine. About six years ago, Dr. Lin sold his old house and followed his son to settle abroad.
"I haven't seen Grandpa Lin for six or seven years. I probably won't come back again!"
"It should be so. After I leave, Mrs. Fang will go back to her hometown to enjoy her old age. From now on, you can only take care of yourself. Some important documents are placed in the safe at home. After I leave, these will be Keep it in a safe place.
My parents only have one daughter. They came to the south a few years ago and have no other relatives here except some friends and colleagues. Your grandparents had some contact with relatives in your hometown before they passed away. However, when your grandparents passed away, I reported the funeral to your hometown, but no one from there sent anyone over. After that, I never had any contact with those relatives again. I have contacted you, but as for your father, well, let’s just not talk about it. However, fortunately, you are almost seventeen years old, and you don't need to find any more guardians to prevent those people from getting interested in the family's property. "
Cui Jinyu looked at Zhao's mother and sat up and talked for a while. She seemed very tired, so she said to her, "Please rest for a while. We can talk about these things later."
"Yes, madam, you see how tired you are after just talking for a while. Why don't you eat some of the bird's nest porridge I brought today? How can a person have strength if he doesn't eat? You have to eat some even if you don't have an appetite!"
While Mrs. Fang was talking, she picked up the thermos bucket that she had just brought in, took out the bowl, poured a small bowl and brought it to her. Zhao Qianxue looked at the thick bird's nest porridge in the bowl and really had no appetite. However, seeing her son sitting aside and Mrs. Fang's face full of expectation, she brought it over and forced herself to eat less than half of the bowl. I can't eat any more.
He gave the bowl to Mrs. Fang and then leaned back again. However, within a few minutes, she felt nauseated and quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth. At this time, the nurse who had returned to the ward quickly picked up a basin. When he put it in front of Zhao Qianxue, "vomit...", the little thing he had eaten just now was spit out all at once. After vomiting, there was nothing else, it was basically some yellow water.
Cui Jinyu saw that Mother Zhao was really uncomfortable, so she grabbed his wrist and pressed her Neiguan acupoint hard, but the effect was not very great. Mother Zhao didn't stop vomiting until there was nothing to vomit. Aunt Fang couldn't help it when she saw that she was uncomfortable. , I could only bring a glass of water to Mother Zhao and ask her to rinse her mouth.
I called the doctor when I was vomiting just now, but the doctor couldn't intervene at this time. He waited until Zhao Qianxue finished vomiting. Seeing that the patient's face was ugly and his eyes were half closed, he was leaning on the bedside. He checked again and found that it was the same as yesterday. Not much has changed, it's just dragging out the days.
The nurse came over and gave another injection, but the current injection had no effect on the condition. It only relieved the pain of some patients. After doing this, Zhao Qianxue fell into a coma again.
This Dr. Xue is Zhao Qianxue's attending doctor. He has been the one who has been treating her since she was diagnosed with the disease, so he knows something about the patient's home situation. Although the family is rich, there are only two people, mother and son. Looking at the boy sitting next to him now, he should be the patient's son who has just completed the college entrance examination. Feeling that at this time, it was better for the boy to understand the situation earlier and be mentally prepared earlier, so he said to Cui Jinyu, "You should know the patient's condition. It's just delaying the time now. You guys, make preparations early." Come on! I'm going to other wards. If you need anything, you can ring the bell."
Aunt Fang looked at the current situation. Zhao Qianxue fell asleep again, and there was a nurse beside her, so she said to Cui Jinyu, "Master, my wife is asleep now, and there are people watching. It's useless for us to sit aside. You should go back to the ward." , I don’t know if I need to change the dressing. It’s almost time now, I’ll go back to buy food and cook, and I’ll deliver the food at noon.”
Cui Jinyu looked at Zhao's mother like this. She really couldn't help much by sitting here. If it were her before, even if she couldn't save him, she could still help her relieve some pain, but now the trace of true energy in her body is nothing at all. Compared with before, Yong was undoubtedly a useless person, so he nodded and prepared to go back to his ward.
I took the elevator up just now. Although it was fast, the dizziness was really uncomfortable. Cui Jinyu didn't know any other route, so she returned along the original route. As soon as he walked to his ward, a man walked out. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a black suit. According to this society, he looked like an elite, but he just had a sports backpack in his hand. It kind of ruins the overall look.
"Classmate Zhao, this is the backpack I left in the car when I took you to the hospital yesterday."
Cui Jinyu took the handed backpack and nodded slightly, "Thank you! I'm sorry for causing you trouble yesterday!"
From the memory of the original person, Zhao Jinyu, I learned that it was because Zhao Jinyu was in a daze and did not pay attention to the traffic lights, so he was hit by the car owner. Because he braked in time, no major damage was caused. However, he probably just finished the college entrance examination, and another car hit him. Stung by her mother's serious illness, she fell into a coma after being hit.
Compared with some people who hit someone and ran away, the owner of this car was quite good. Not only did he send him to the hospital, but he also contacted his family. After inspection, it was found that there was no major problem, and he was arranged to a high-end ward and paid the medical fee. , which is considered very responsible.
"You're welcome! The fee has been paid. Don't worry. If anything happens, you can call me. This is my business card. Farewell!"
"Goodbye!" Cui Jinyu took the business card and nodded slightly.
The "elite man" looked at the boy's clothes and knew that he should be from a good family, but he still had to do it. He didn't know if it was his imagination. He was sitting in the passenger seat when the car crashed yesterday. At that time, the driver braked suddenly. The boy he had seen in a moment seemed to be completely different from the young man standing in front of him today, who looked gentle, polite, but indifferent and self-possessed. But it must be an illusion. What can be seen at that glance? Maybe it was just someone else who had something on their mind yesterday, so that's why it happened.
The "elite man" was thinking as he walked, and couldn't help but look back. There was no one in front of the ward. He felt that he was really too free to have time to think about this, but this boy really felt something was different. After the driver hit someone yesterday, he didn't look carefully. Just now when he looked at it head on, why did it feel familiar? I've probably seen it somewhere before, it should be like this!
However, these thoughts only flashed through the mind of the "elite man", and these unimportant things were immediately thrown behind him.
