After learning the news, I burst into tears. We have been together these days, and the little girl always comes to my place to chat.
She was really optimistic and she told me she wanted to be a doctor in the future.
But in a second thought, there is a separation between yin and yang.
I completely collapsed and cried loudly under the quilt.
Damn it, so many innocent people were killed, why didn’t they even spare a seven or eight-year-old girl?
I don’t know how the little girl’s mother felt. The moment the little girl left us, she was also taken away by the doctor.
I don't know how long this kind of life will last. I feel really uncomfortable and feel worse than death every day.
The little girl's departure silenced all of us, and those who were originally afraid of death also became silent. It seemed that death was not so scary for a moment.
On the day I learned about the lockdown, my condition began to worsen and I even developed symptoms of shock.
I was transferred to the critical care ward. I heard people say that generally, nine out of ten people who enter the critical care ward are carried out.
Although it is a single ward, no one wants to come to this place. Coming here means death.
But at that moment, I really no longer feared death, because one day I had received a call from An Yifeng.
He told me on the phone that the child was born and he was a boy.
I am very happy because I have both children.
But I don't know if I will have the chance to see my children and my beloved woman again.
I don't know if I have a chance to survive?
The moment I was admitted to the critical care ward, I was mentally prepared and all my funeral arrangements had been arranged.
If an accident happens to me, all my property will be automatically transferred to An Lan's account, and the group will be fully managed by An Lan.
An Lan didn't know about my situation, and I didn't have the courage to tell her that I was transferred to the critical care ward.
The subsequent treatment was even more uncomfortable because he was completely unable to breathe on his own and needed to be intubated to assist breathing.
During various examinations, the doctor also discovered that I had suffered from gastric cancer before.
The doctor told me that it was probably because of my experience with gastric cancer that my condition had worsened, and even asked me to be mentally prepared.
I know that many infected people died because of their own diseases, which aggravated their condition.
Including the little girl who gave me the White Rabbit candy, I later asked the doctor, and the doctor said that the little girl had severe asthma.
It seems that this time, I really had a narrow escape from death.
Anyway, I have fought against God many times.
I was chased by criminals in the border area, causing me to fall into the river. I was rescued by brother and sister Cheng Xiaohu, who saved me from death.
I didn’t die from stomach cancer, and Xiao Wei didn’t die from poisoning me.
I'm already lucky, but I'm afraid I really can't escape this time.
However, the doctor also tried his best to treat me and stayed by the bedside almost every step of the way.
But I knew how uncomfortable I was. Those days were the closest I got to death. My hands and feet gradually became cold, numb, and turned white.
Even his hearing began to become weak, let alone speech, and he had to rely on oxygen tubes to even breathe.
However, the medical staff continued to encourage me. Even in the middle of the night, they would send someone to observe my condition.
I told them that if I failed to save the organ failure, they should give up as soon as possible and stop wasting medical resources and leave them to those who need them more.
Just when I was about to ask the doctor to remove all the medical equipment and record my deathbed video.
The doctor actually saved me from death once again. The doctor told me that all the data are now starting to stabilize.
Moreover, I also felt that my limbs began to heat up. My whole body was no longer in a dying state, and my body temperature returned to 39 degrees again.
However, the doctor told me that I still need to continue to observe it. This situation is not new for me.
But I am really not afraid anymore. I have already walked through the gate of hell once, and it was the doctor who pulled me back from the hands of death.
It was not until the next morning when I was in a daze that I clearly felt that I had survived the disaster, that I was out of oxygen, and that my spontaneous breathing gradually resumed.
On the third day of treatment in the critical ward, treatment was still carried out in an orderly manner.
I ate food today, which was hospital food. I didn’t have chopsticks, so I used milk straws as chopsticks.
There was no vomiting after eating, and my breathing was stable, and my body temperature returned to 37 degrees in the afternoon.
But the doctor said that this was related to the anti-inflammatory effect of the infusion. After dinner, my body temperature rose again, but my muscle soreness was obviously much lighter.
I felt quite physically strong at night and even took the initiative to call An Lan.
Because in the past few days after the child was born, I was in a state of near death, and I did not ask An Lan about his condition in time.
After dialing the number, the call was connected within a short time.
"Hey, hubby, are you feeling better?" Every time An Lan answered the phone, the first thing he asked was my situation.
I responded and said, "It's better. I even ate today. I couldn't eat in the past few days."
"That's good. It proves that recovery has begun. You have to work hard!"
I really wanted to tell her that I felt like I was about to die a few days ago.
But I held back and didn't say anything. I just wanted her to ask: "You should also take good care of yourself and have a good confinement period so as not to leave any sequelae in the future."
"I know. I have been lying in bed these past few days and haven't gone anywhere. I have a confinement sister-in-law to take care of me. Don't worry."
"I feel like I'm taking a look at the child now!"
An Lan immediately said: "Hang up first, I will make a video call for you."
After An Lan finished speaking, he hung up the phone and then made a video call.
I straightened my messy hair first, and even took a look at my face to make sure there was nothing wrong before connecting to the video call.
I finally saw An Lan and the child lying in a small ball next to her.
At that moment, my eyes became moist.
An Lan looked at me with red eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Husband, you have lost a lot of weight!"
"It's okay. I'll recover soon after I recover."
"And why is your face so pale?"
"It's much better now, and it looks like this on the video, but it's actually not that white."
After saying that, I hurriedly said to her: "Don't cry. Don't shed tears at this time. It's not good for your health."
An Lan nodded heavily, then turned the camera to the child next to him, and whispered: "Yangyang, look, this is your father."
The child was awake, with his big bright eyes staring straight at me, seemingly still smiling at me.
I couldn't help but laugh too.
Then, An Lan said to me again: "Husband, you must know it well?"
"Well, I'm fine now. You can see that I'm not on a ventilator anymore, and my body temperature is not as high as before."
An Lan suddenly became low-pitched again and said, "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you left us forever. I was so scared, really scared."
I forced a smile and said comfortingly: "It's okay. I heard in the past few days that many people have been cured, which means that the country has found a way to deal with it."
"Well, I saw the news too, but Wuhan is on lockdown, did you know?"
"I know, it's okay. I'll be back when the lockdown is lifted."
"Well, Xiaoman, Yangyang and I are waiting for you to come back."