The chirping of cicadas kept ringing in my ears, and the air was billowing with heat.
Although there is central air conditioning in the ward, the hot weather still makes people feel irritable.
Patients with heart disease are most afraid of heat and sweating.
This is an ordinary ward. There are four beds in the ward occupied by patients. A man in his fifties had a heart bypass surgery yesterday afternoon, causing more than a dozen family members and relatives to worry all afternoon.
After the anesthetic wore off, the middle-aged man groaned heartbrokenly for most of the night. It was not until his family members called the doctor on duty to administer a sedative that the patients in the ward and their accompanying family members were able to sleep peacefully for half the night.
There is a black curtain on each hospital bed. After the curtain is pulled up, the hospital bed temporarily becomes a small independent space. At this time, the curtains on the three hospital beds are tightly blocked. The inside
The patients are all taking a nap.
Only the curtain on one hospital bed was not closed. A middle-aged woman with a pale face and swollen eyes had changed out of her hospital gown and was getting dressed gently. Her movements were very gentle, for fear of waking up the other three patients in the bed.
However, due to the water infusion in recent days, her fingers were slightly swollen and her body was very weak. In the plastic basin at her feet, toothpaste, toothbrushes, soap, and towels were neatly arranged. Next to the basin was a faded old-fashioned hand warmer.
kettle.
There is a lunch box on the small table next to the bed. Inside the lunch box is a little dumpling wrapper and two chive leaves soaked in vinegar. Next to the lunch box is a black notebook with a slightly worn cover. On the notebook is a charcoal stick.
Plain pen.
After much effort, the middle-aged woman finally put on her own clothes. Her body was extremely weak from lying down for too long. Just the act of changing clothes made her sweat profusely.
None of the patients on the three beds were asleep. They were all silently watching the middle-aged woman struggling to get dressed through the curtains.
"This god of plague is finally leaving, thank God." The wife of a patient who had undergone heart bypass surgery whispered to her husband: "I hate sloppy people the most. Look at her, she hasn't taken a shower in three days. She's so dirty.
Already."
Her husband nodded silently and agreed with his wife's statement.
"Mom, is she leaving? How come no one came to pick her up from the hospital? It's so pitiful." The daughter of a coronary heart disease patient lying on the hospital bed said in a low voice.
"Pity? Huh, pity for what? The vinegar smell from the dumplings she ate just now made my nose sore and made me sneeze twice in a row. It's so annoying." said the female patient with coronary heart disease with disdain.
"Mom, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your illness. Come on, I'll peel a lychee for you so you can calm down."
"Assuming you still have a conscience, you won't have to worry about other people's affairs in the future."
"Mom---I understand, open your mouth and eat the lychee."
The curtain on a hospital bed in the corner quietly opened a little, and the head of a skinny little old man poked out. The little old man glanced timidly at the bald young man sleeping beside the bed, and looked at the dressed man.
The middle-aged woman whispered: "Sister, take good care of yourself after you leave the hospital. I---I won't send you away."
The middle-aged woman turned to look at the little old man in surprise, grinned, wrinkles spread on her slightly swollen cheeks, leaned her head forward, and said in a low voice: "I understand, brother. You should also take good care of yourself."
The little old man chuckled, with a skinny old face like a walnut skin. He nodded vigorously to the middle-aged woman.
"Old immortal, why are you so horny if you don't sleep well?" The bald man lying next to the little old man's bed looked at the little old man angrily.
With a whoosh, the little old man retracted his little head back into the black curtain as if he had seen a ghost.
The bald man glanced at the middle-aged woman who had just put on clothes, turned back and pointed at the little old man in the curtain and cursed angrily: "You are an old man, you are old and your heart is old. My mother has been dead for more than ten years.
Now, why do you still want to find me a stepmother? Let me tell you, no way! If it weren't for your little pension, I wouldn't bother to care about you. You'd better give up on me.
"
"And you!" The bald man turned back and glared at the middle-aged woman, "You don't even urinate to show off your appearance. You are like a country bumpkin, but you want to seduce our old man? There is no way!"
All of a sudden, everyone in the room turned their attention from the middle-aged woman in clothes to the bald man. The room was completely silent. Most of the patients lying under the curtains were watching the fun, while the mother and daughter of the coronary heart disease patients were
An expression of gloating.
The middle-aged woman's lips trembled slightly and she gasped for air. Sweat beads as big as soybean grains rolled down her cheeks. She trembled on her feet and reached to the bedside to look for shoes. She didn't want to think about this for a moment.
stay.
Bang!
In her haste, the woman accidentally kicked over the thermos bottle under the bed, and the hot water lay all over the floor.
At this time, the atmosphere in the ward became extremely weird. Some people were suppressing their laughter, while others couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Looking at the broken thermos bottle, the middle-aged woman was heartbroken. Her face was full of regret.
Bang!
The door to the ward was pushed open, and a girl with a ponytail and jeans walked in. As the girl walked into the room, the room immediately became quiet. The bald man sitting by the bed and about to continue dozing looked at
My eyes widened when I saw the girl's exquisite body.
"Mom, you can go, I have completed the discharge procedures." Meng Xiaofan said to his mother with a forced smile.
All the money in her sister's medical card has been spent, and the family has very little money. But she can't tell her mother all this. Now she just wants to take her mother home. She went to the nearby mountains to collect herbs. Recently, she
After searching many medical books on heart disease, she decided to collect Chinese herbal medicine according to the medical books, boil the medicine and give it to her mother.
"Eh? Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Meng Xiaofan asked with concern.
"It's okay---it's okay---maybe the clothes are too thick. By the way, Xiaofan, mom just broke the thermos bottle." She didn't want her daughter to worry about herself, let alone a woman talking to others for her own sake.
There was a conflict, so after being wronged, she could only swallow it in her stomach.
"Mom, are you okay? Didn't you burn your feet?"
"I'm fine. It's just a pity that your father bought this kettle when he went to Yiwu."
"Mom, if the kettle is broken, you can buy another one. Just don't heat it. Let's go home."
"Okay, let's go home."
Meng Xiaofan's mother looked back at the hospital bed in the corner, which was covered with a curtain, then turned her head and walked toward the door step by step with the support of her daughter.
She really has no nostalgia for this place. She can finally go home. I wonder if Xiaoli has returned from her business trip. Meng Xiaofan's mother shook her head and said secretly: This child, a business trip takes a month. Never did a business trip take so long before?
?It’s really worrying.
ps: I got off work too late today, and I just finished the first chapter. I will continue coding, and I estimate that the next chapter will be after twelve o'clock.