It was like falling into endless darkness, the surrounding space became smaller and smaller, the body lost consciousness, the surrounding space continued to squeeze, panic, suffocation, and finally saw the sun...
"Mother……"
Chengcheng opened her eyes. Chu Jingyao was sitting beside the hospital bed with her eyes blurred, holding Chengcheng's little hand. She hadn't closed her eyes for two days and one night. Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked tired.
Chu Jingyao was excited and happy. Chengcheng grinned and looked around, "Mom, where's dad? I just had a dream. I dreamed that I fell under a cliff. Just when I thought I was going to die.
When I was young, my father suddenly appeared and lifted me up."
Chu Jingyao burst into tears with excitement, and there was a dry pain in her red eyes. Over the past two days and one night, she had almost dried up her tears. She felt desperate. If Chengcheng really couldn't wake up, she might not be able to wake up.
I have to go with the child.
"Dad is tired and is taking a rest." Chu Jingyao said with a smile and looked at the adjacent bed, where Lin Kun was lying flat on it, with a pale face and white lips, and nutrient solution was hanging on it.
"oh?"
Chengcheng said: "Mom, why are you crying? Help me up, I want to see dad."
"No, you are still weak now and can't move easily." Chu Jingyao smiled and said, "Mom didn't cry. Mom is happy. I'm glad you woke up."
"Mom, help you put the pillow up so you can see dad."
Chu Jingyao cushioned Chengcheng's pillow. Chengcheng tilted her head and saw Lin Kun.
"Mom, what's wrong with dad?"
"In order to save you, Dad transfused his blood into your body. Dad is a little weak now. Let Dad rest for a while. Let's talk in a low voice."
"Um……"
Chengcheng put her finger up to her mouth, making a silent gesture, and then whispered softly: "Mom, you should rest for a while, I'm fine."
Chu Jingyao whispered: "Then do you feel uncomfortable? Mommy calls the doctor."
Chengcheng said: "Well... I just feel a little pain in my chest, like it's on fire."
"Mom, ask the doctor to come over and check you to make sure you are okay, then mom can rest."
Chu Jingyao smiled and pressed the call bell on the bedside, and touched Chengcheng's head dotingly. She finally got through the past two days and one night, and Chengcheng finally woke up. She felt like she was going to hell.
It was a general walk, anxious, fearful, and despairing.
Hao Jianguo personally warned that the high-end ward where Chengcheng and Lin Kun were located was a top priority. No matter which expert was on duty, if there was even the slightest mistake, he would pack up and get out immediately.
This is not only for the sake of the face of my old friend Chu Xiangguo, but also because of the pressure from the Zhu family.
After Mr. Zhu took blood the day before yesterday, he returned to Zhu's house in a weak state. The hospital tried every means to stop him, but they still couldn't stop Mr. Zhu. If something happened to the old man, then their century-old reputation of the People's Hospital would
I'm afraid it will be destroyed in one day.
However, in the end, after careful consideration, Hao Jianguo felt relieved. Mr. Zhu had two miracle doctors under his command, and those two seniors would definitely take care of Mr. Zhu.
In less than two minutes, three experts came over, followed by a group of nurses. These experts, who are usually a bit arrogant, hurried to the door. Before they could wipe off their sweat, they
Knock gently and come in.
"Doctor, I'm sorry." Chu Jingyao stood up and said politely.
"It should."
The three experts were kind and took turns to check Chengcheng's physical condition. Finally, one of the older experts, who spoke with a Beijing accent, said: "Ms. Chu, the child's body functions are all normal. Now he just needs to live well."
Rest."
Chu Jingyao finally let go of the big stone in her heart, and said with gratitude: "Doctor, thank you, thank you so much!"
"You're welcome, Miss Chu. It's our duty as doctors to save lives and heal the wounded." After saying that, the three experts and a group of nurses left the ward one after another.
"Mom, I'm fine, you should rest too!" Looking at her mother whose eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, Chengcheng also felt distressed for a while. She pointed to the call button above her head and said: "Mom, if something happens, I will press this
I asked the nurse aunt to come over."
"It's okay, mom is not tired." Chu Jingyao said bravely with a smile. She was still a little worried and looked at Lin Kun in the next bed. He had been unconscious since taking a large amount of blood and was now unconscious.
It's been almost forty-eight hours.
squeak……
At this time, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Si Ronger and Qin Xue walked in carrying food. In addition to food for Chu Jingyao, they also specially prepared porridge and soup for Lin Kun and Cheng Cheng.
Neither of them expected that Chengcheng would wake up. When they saw that Chengcheng had woken up, there was an unspeakable excitement on their faces.
"Aunt Xiaoxue, Aunt Ronger." Chengcheng smiled sweetly, raised her little hand and made a silencing gesture: "Be gentle, my father is still sleeping."
"Well, Chengcheng, how do you feel?" Qin Xue and Si Ronger came over and asked in a low voice with a smile.
Chengcheng smiled sweetly and said, "Well, I feel much better. Thank you for your concern, auntie."
Si Ronger smiled and touched the little guy's head and said, "Look at your sweet little mouth."
Qin Xue took out the porridge specially prepared for Chengcheng. Chengcheng suffered a gunshot wound and injured his internal organs. Currently he is only suitable for light food. "Auntie made lotus seed porridge for you, do you want to eat it?"
Chengcheng smiled and touched his stomach and said, "Well, I want to eat, but I'm really hungry, but..."
Qin Xue smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
Si Ronger said: "Do you want to eat meat?"
Chengcheng smiled happily and expressed his acquiescence.
Chu Jingyao said: "Chengcheng, you are seriously injured now. You can't eat greasy food yet. Your Aunt Xiaoxue's lotus seed porridge is very delicious. Please drink some obediently."
Chengcheng pursed his lips and said, "Okay."
Qin Xue scooped up a small spoonful of porridge and brought it to Chengcheng's mouth. Chengcheng opened her mouth obediently. After swallowing, she licked her lips and said, "Well, it tastes delicious!"
Qin Xue smiled and said, "Your little mouth is really sweet."
Chengcheng smiled and said: "It's a pity that there is no meat. It would be great if there was porridge and meat."
"Oh, you little guy, adults always say that there is wine and meat, but you also have porridge and meat." Si Ronger was amused and laughed, especially the little guy's playful look when he spoke.
Chu Jingyao and Qin Xue were also teased and laughed together. The three women were laughing when Lin Kun on the next bed moved his fingers and then opened his eyes in a daze.
He looked at the ceiling in front of him and immediately sat up, "Where is Chengcheng? How is Chengcheng!?"
His body was already weak, but after such a sudden torment, his blood supply immediately became insufficient, and his vision went completely black. He raised his hand to cover his forehead, and sweat immediately broke out.
"dad!"
"Lin Kun!"
Several people shouted together, Chu Jingyao ran over quickly, and Si Ronger also followed. Chu Jingyao looked at him with her head lowered, and asked with concern: "Lin Kun, are you okay?"
Lin Kun slowly took a breath, raised his head, smiled weakly with a pale face: "I'm fine..." After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the adjacent bed, his eyes suddenly filled with joy.
"Son, you're awake!"
"dad……"
Lin Kun's eyes were filled with tears of excitement, and Chengcheng's eyes were also filled with tears. If it weren't for the intravenous needles wrapped around their bodies, the two men would have jumped out of bed and hugged each other.
…
In the Zhu family in Yanjing, Mr. Zhu was lying on the fire bed. The older he got, the more he liked the fire bed. He had just finished a large bowl of chicken soup. The old housekeeper helped him walk in the yard. Today is the beginning of the year.
Third, the city is still filled with the sound of fireworks and firecrackers.
The atmosphere of the Spring Festival has not diminished at all. Mr. Zhu sat on the Taishi chair in the yard, half-closed his eyes, the warm sunshine was shining on his wrinkled face, and he smiled and said to the old housekeeper next to him: "Little steward"
, I loved celebrating the Spring Festival the most when I was a kid.”
The old housekeeper smiled and said: "When I was a child, I also liked to celebrate the Spring Festival. I had new clothes to wear and dumplings to eat. Life was poor at that time and I didn't even have enough to eat."
Mr. Zhu shook his head with a smile and said: "I like to celebrate festivals, not just to have enough food and wear new clothes. At that time, my mother always told our brothers that when the Spring Festival is over, my father will come back, and my father will give
We bring gifts and they buy us new clothes and firecrackers."
"But as long as I can remember, until I was eighteen years old, my father never spent the Spring Festival at home. At the beginning, we brothers were looking forward to my father bringing us gifts. In fact, what we wanted most in our hearts was
It’s still my dad.”
"My father almost died several times on the battlefield. Every time I heard such news, my mother would cry. She never told us because she was afraid that we would worry. She kept praising my father in front of us as a great man.
A hero, but is my father?"
The old butler was wearing an old-fashioned cotton robe from a large family, with his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Of course the old man is, he is a great hero of the people of the country!"
Zhu Lao smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "But he is not the great hero of our brothers. The great hero in the hearts of our brothers is my mother, my strong mother."
The old housekeeper's face moved slightly, and a hint of imperceptible sadness flashed across his round and kind cheeks. He thought of his mother, the country woman who had worked hard all her life.
The cell phone in the old housekeeper's pocket rang. He took it out, took a look at it, looked at Mr. Zhu, and said, "Mr. Zhu, it's Hao Jianguo calling."
Mr. Zhu's slightly closed eyes immediately opened them and said: "Hurry up!"
The old housekeeper answered the phone, said a few words briefly, then hung up. His round face suddenly felt happy and said: "Mr. Zhu, both children are awake!"
Mr. Zhu's old and tired face suddenly cheered up and said: "That's great!" He looked at the old housekeeper with twinkling eyes and said, "Lin Kun is the great hero in Chengcheng's mind!"
The old butler nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, Mr. Zhu, you are also a great hero in Lin Kun's mind!"
After saying that, the two old men laughed together...