Ah Chun was lying on the glass door, looking very nervous and restless.
Seeing this, Brother Yu comforted her and said, "Don't be nervous. Isn't the operation done every year? Trust me, there will be no problem this time."
Ah Chun glanced at Brother Yu and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
"We have already paid the money, don't worry." Brother Yu added.
Dou Sprout immediately raised his hand and said: "Yes! I handed it in! I handed it in!"
"Okay, sorry for the trouble, I'll give it to you when I get back after my sister stabilizes."
Douyazai immediately waved his hand and said: "It's okay! It doesn't matter, it's not enough, Sister Chun, you are talking."
Achun nodded and said: "Then I have to trouble you, it's really not enough."
Bean Sprout's face immediately fell.
"How much more?"
Achun said: "There is no domestic medicine for this disease. You have to buy an imported medicine, which cannot be reimbursed. After plastic surgery, you still need to take this medicine, which costs about 500 yuan."
"Hey, it's not a big problem. It's a joke. I'll give you five hundred yuan."
Ah Chun shook his head: "It's five hundred for one pill. You have to take at least two pills a day after the surgery."
Bean Sprout's face fell again.
The operation lasted for more than four hours, and Ah Chun was worried that it wouldn't be possible here in Yongzhou because my sister had it done in Beijing before.
Brother Yu said not to worry, after all, it is also the first tertiary hospital.
Facts have proved that Brother Yu was right.
There are also skilled doctors in small cities like this. The old man with white hair did it.
This reminds me of Dr. Liang, the surgeon who saved Xiaoxuan's life in Yinchuan. I am very grateful to them for their superb medical skills and their kindness.
Achun said: "Yu Bin, if my little sister recovers well, she will have to stay in the hospital for ten days. When you go back, tell Wang Bo."
I answered, "It's okay, Sister Chun, we have other things to do. I told you to find a powerful gunner to help. If that doesn't work, just blow open the door. We'll wait for you."
Brother Yu wanted to reach out and pat Ah Chun, but when he reached halfway, he realized something was wrong and took it back.
Brother Yu scratched his head and said, "Well, your sister will definitely be unable to leave you when she wakes up. We will stay here for two days to help you run errands, buy food and other things. When you stabilize here, we will go back.
"
"How about...how about I go back?" Dou Sprout said in a low voice.
Do I still know what he is thinking? One more day in the hospital will cost one more day. Douyazai is just afraid that Achun will spend the money in his card.
I hugged Dou Sprout and said with a smile: "Oh, don't, we need you."
Dou Sprout smiled.
I know that my sister's disease is very rare and may be caused by a certain type of genetic mutation. There is no cure, so I can only try to control it.
Many years have passed, and now our country's medical level has greatly improved. I heard that there is a kind of facial contour reconstruction surgery that is very powerful. I wonder if she has had it done.
If not, she might have to undergo major or minor surgeries every year.
She doesn't speak in her original voice and always wears a mask. From this, it can be seen that the little sister has very low self-esteem. She has such low self-esteem that she doesn't want to see anyone except Achun. I estimate that she has no friends since she was a child, and no one wants to
Play with her.
Therefore, in addition to treating illnesses, she devoted all her energy to practicing oral skills.
Ah Chun's skills are so good, she's like a cat. Brother Yu can't catch her even if he accelerates with all his strength. And the little sister, her hands are so strong, there must be a master who has taught them.
I asked Achun, but Achun said mysteriously: "If you are destined, you will meet our master in the future."
I asked again: "Sister Chun, do you recognize your master?"
Achun shook his head: "I don't even know Wang. Our sister's master is an ordinary person, not from Changchun. He has now opened a dance center and is teaching children to dance cheerleading."
"Cheer-la-dancing...."
The three of us stayed in the nursing ward. After my little sister woke up, I looked at her through the glass.
Her face was wrapped with gauze, and when she saw me looking through the glass, she immediately turned her head.
Douyazai looked at the glass and sighed: "Hey...this situation, this moment, I want to write a poem."
I looked at him and said, "Then you do it."
Dou Yazai cleared his throat, thought for a while, and said: "Since ancient times, beauties have had a bad life. An operation costs 35,000 yuan, and a pill costs 500 yuan. Who can relieve her suffering in the world."
I clapped my hands repeatedly and said, "What a poem. What a poem. Does your poem have a name?"
Douyazai smiled and waved his hands and said: "If you win a prize, you will win a prize, if you are smart but not talented, this poem is called a surgery poem."
"Ziming?"
"You are only in the fifth grade of elementary school. I am in the second grade of junior high school. You Ziming and I are still in Wolong. I even got out of breath after complimenting you. Surgery poem? Isn't it an operating room?"
"Look," Douyazai spread his hands and said, "This is the difference between you Yunfeng and me, Ziming."
"This cannot be made up for by academic qualifications. My former primary school Chinese teacher once said that I have talent, but I just didn't study hard."
"Can you stop pretending?" I pushed him.
At this time, a nurse passed by with a plate and said: "This is a hospital, no loud noises are allowed."
"Okay, I understand, I'm sorry." I apologized.
"Hey, Yunfeng, I'll buy what you have for lunch. It's already 1 o'clock." Brother Yu said.
"Whatever, anything is fine," I pointed to the ward and said, "I even bought theirs."
Brother Yu bought the lunch box, and I called the boss to report the latest situation here. The boss said he understood, and he asked the three of us to help Sister Achun tide over the difficulties.
I hung up the phone, took a few bites of my lunch box, and flipped through the photo album. There were more than a dozen photos taken when I left the cave.
I was chewing a mouthful of rice but couldn't swallow it. I was stunned.
"What's wrong?" Dou Sprout asked me while grabbing some rice.
"This...what...it should be that I didn't take a photo..."
I put down my lunch box in confusion and raised my phone to look at the photos carefully.
Guizailing underground cave has many wonderful karst landscapes, such as blue water underground river, mica layer, crystal goose tube, etc.
I took this photo casually when I left. In the background is the golden cudgel that Xiaoxuan talked about.
In fact, the top and bottom of the milkstone were connected together to form a pillar. I took a photo of it casually.
But when I took a look at it now, it was very blurry due to poor lighting.
Behind the stalactites, there seemed to be someone watching us leave with his head tilted...
"Stop eating, take a look, is this a person?"
Dou Sprout quickly finished the lunch box, took his cell phone and looked at it carefully, and said uncertainly: "It does look a bit like a person, but it can't be... We are the only ones who have come out. Is this on a pillar?"
A growing stalactite?"
"Brother Yu, take a look too." Dou Sprout gave my phone to Brother Yu again.
"This... this seems to be a human face. It's a large piece and a little blurry. I can't be sure."
When I took my phone back, I suddenly felt a bad feeling in my heart.
I stood up and handed my phone to Douyazai and said, "You go now. There should be a place for taking pictures around the hospital. You can ask someone to enlarge the photo and develop it. I'm asking if I can see it clearly."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
After Dou Sprouts left, Brother Yu frowned and said, "What? Do you recognize that face?"
"No... Brother Yu, do you feel that that face looks like... like the fat man peeking out of the mural?"
Brother Yu recalled: "Listening to what you said, it seems a bit..."
"Don't say anything beforehand, and don't tell Ah Chun. We'll take a look at the photos when Dou Sprout comes back."
"good."
I muttered in my heart, "I hope it's wrong, but don't fucking scare me."
"Oh, how could I forget this?" Suddenly I remembered something.
I turned around and asked: "Brother Yu, is Li Tiecheng also hospitalized here?"
Brother Yu slapped his leg and said, "I've been patronizing Sister Achun, and I've forgotten about this! This is the hospital!"
"Come on, let's go ask him quickly and see how he's injured."
"Walk."
When I arrived at the front desk, I looked around and asked, "Hey, nurse, my friend is hospitalized. I came to see him. I don't know which ward he lives in. Can you check it for me?"
"Who are you calling eldest sister? I'm only twenty-one, okay?" the nurse said, closing her nail clippers.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were in your thirties. Sister, please take a look. My friend is about to die. He has terminal brain cancer. I came from a long way away and took the train for several days just to see him.
His last appearance." As I spoke, I pretended to wipe my eyes.
"Okay, okay, why is a grown man crying? I'm on duty in the afternoon so I can talk to you. Tell me what your name is and I'll look it up for you."
"Li Tiecheng," I said immediately.
"Li... Li Tiecheng, right? Wait a minute."
After waiting for a minute or two, the nurse suddenly looked up at me.
"Have you found it? Which floor is it on, and which ward?"
The nurse looked at me and shook her head and said, "It's time to come by plane, you're late."
