As abilities continue to improve, people's sense of social responsibility will naturally arise.
Lao Tan's current thinking has not reached the level of social responsibility, but it is very close.
What he is willing to read are books on Buddhism, Taoism, and Chinese studies. His understanding of life is a practice.
I didn’t have the ability to help others before, but now that I have the ability, I will help as much as possible. Open more stores, recruit more people, and give everyone a stable job.
A child from the countryside has attended high school for two years and received limited education. From another perspective, the dumpling house belongs to Yanhua and Yanzi. Although they do not regard him as an outsider, they tell everyone that the dumpling house belongs to the three of them.
The driver is also the boss. But he has never regarded himself as the boss, only positioning himself as a manager.
It's not that he only thinks about things from the perspective of a manager. In fact, he is more boss than Yanhua and Yanzi, and treats the dumpling restaurant as a career. All he thinks about is the restaurant, and it can no longer be described as dedicated. His whole body and mind are
When investing, I often feel that I don’t have enough time, or even feel anxious.
He wants to make the dumpling restaurant bigger and stronger, and turn it into a century-old enterprise with an everlasting foundation.
Lao Tan talked for more than ten minutes without realizing it. Yaru listened carefully and looked at him, her eyes full of tenderness.
"Listen to me, it's too late. I'll send you back," Lao Tan said.
Yaru smiled and said, "Can I go back if you are like this? I will stay here today."
"Live here -" Old Tan blushed and asked, "How dare you?"
"Why don't you dare? It's a special situation. I'll worry about it when I go back. It's better to stay here and get a bottle tomorrow." Yaru was so scared and worried today that she decided to stay and take care of Lao Tan.
"This------is okay." Lao Tan said.
"Are you afraid of the influence? Afraid of what others will say?" Yaru asked. She knew that if she stayed here tomorrow, someone would definitely gossip, even if she didn't say it to her face, she would gossip behind her back. She didn't have much, she was alone. She was mainly afraid of affecting Lao Tan.
After all, his identity is there, so he can say things that are easy to say or not.
But I felt uneasy and worried about asking her to go back to the dormitory.
She used her eyes to ask for Lao Tan's opinion, conveying the message that she decided not to leave.
She didn't know that the tenderness shown on her body at this time reminded Lao Tan of the past, as if he had seen the kind, gentle and simple girl back then.
How could I bear to say no?
This warm gentleness has a long-lost feeling that I haven't felt in many years.
"That's fine. What can I say? In fact, I don't want you to leave. People are delicate when they are sick. I want someone to accompany me." Lao Tan said.
"They're all like that. Mainly because you're too scary and you vomit blood-----I'd rather sleep on the sofa. It's quite comfortable and soft." After Yaru finished speaking, as if to prove how soft the sofa was, she pressed it with her hand.
"You can sleep on the bed." Lao Tan said.
"You go to sleep. Aren't you sick? I'll just do it for one night. If you feel any pain, just call me and I'll die while sleeping."
"Haha, you are really dead when you sleep. I regret not taking it down while you were sleeping." Lao Tan thought of the past and joked.
Yaru smiled, put the quilt and pillow on the sofa, sat down and said: "I regret it now------I am old and yellow now, and I have no intention of looking at it------"
"You are not old." Lao Tan said: "You are more beautiful now than when you were young, and you are more mature and attractive."
"Geez, tempting? You can also seduce a few old men. You haven't changed much, you are just fatter than before. You were not this fat when I met you in Fuxin." Yaru said.
"Well, I wasn't so fat back then."
"It's better for men to be a little fatter to look good, but don't be too fat as it's not good for your health."
"You're not fat, you're just more ------" than before. Lao Tan glanced at Yaru's chest and said, "The waves are choppy."
Yaru was not ashamed. She also admired it and sighed: "No way, my mother gave it to me. It's a burden. Others think it's a big deal, but I think it's a small thing."
If those self-pitying women heard this, they would go crazy.
Old Tan was amused, and his laughter was a little too big, which caused his trachea to irritate and made his throat feel salty again.
He quickly stopped laughing, but blood still surged up and he spit out a small mouthful.
Yaru hurriedly got up to get some water and complained: "You're still laughing-" She couldn't help but get worried and said, "Why don't you go to the hospital? I see you are vomiting blood and your heart is pounding. You are so panicked."
"It's okay, this disease is just like this. In the first few days, I always vomited, and then I'll be fine in a few days - maybe a week." Lao Tan said.
"Does your wife know?" Yaru asked.
"I didn't tell her. I told her to worry about it and she wouldn't be guilty of anything--you probably know what we're like."
Yaru took the water glass handed over by Lao Tan, put it on the coffee table, and then took out two pieces of paper from the paper drawer and handed it over. Lao Tan wiped his mouth, and the blood left at the corner of his mouth was printed on the snow-white paper, which was shockingly bright red.
Yaru's heart twitched and she felt a little uncomfortable.
He didn't return to the sofa immediately, but gently sat down next to Lao Tan, his feet hanging down.
Lao Tan smelled the fragrance of Yaru's body and felt that Ban La'er's body next to him was very hot, and his heartbeat was a little fast.
Yaru put her hand on Lao Tan's forehead and touched it. She felt that the body temperature was normal and asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. This disease is just like this. It doesn't hurt at all. I just have no energy and feel like I'm exhausted." Lao Tan said.
"Is it possible to vomit blood without collapse? How much blood is there in a human body?" Yaru said.
"The doctor also said that this disease is not easy to get rid of. It is a disease of wealth. Once it is taken care of, it is not a problem and it is not easy to cause. I just have a lot of things during this time and have been busy, plus I drink a lot and smoke. Look.
I really need to quit smoking and drinking after coming here------" Lao Tan said knowingly.
"You, just say it. Your body is your own. There is no use in trying to persuade others. You cannot persuade the flesh. Lao Tan, you are overdrafting your body. Stop working so hard. Just let nature take its course. What are you telling others?
Everyone understands that it will not work on themselves.
Someone can replace everything, but long-term illness cannot replace you. You said that you have just turned 40 and are full of diseases, including high blood pressure, high blood fat, bronchiectasis, and leg injuries. You are about to catch up with a seventy-year-old. The physique of a seventy-year-old
All better than you.
From now on, drink less, quit smoking slowly, and take good care of your body. It all depends on you. What happens if you collapse in the restaurant? Everyone is still waiting to eat. What’s better than having a good physique? It’s okay to have a bad physique.
It’s all for nothing, the money you earn is either the hospital’s or other people’s.”
What Yaru said makes sense.
"I've said good things about you, so don't take it seriously. Look at you now, you don't even have any energy, and you look worried." After Yaru finished speaking, he joked: "Don't think about what could happen if you live here.
, in your situation, hey, forget it, your life is miserable."
Lao Tan laughed, and Yaru was also amused by his words.
The next day, the two of them arrived at the clinic without eating. After explaining the situation to the doctor, they received bad news - the clinic did not have the "cefaitreonam" needed to treat bronchiectasis.
Yaru was anxious and took Lao Tan to the hospital. However, the hospital told her that they did not have the medicine.
Lao Tan was a little anxious. He was allergic and couldn't take anti-inflammatory drugs such as penicillin, so he could only take "cephalosporin". He suddenly thought of Gu Yi. He knew many people, so he should be able to get this medicine.
I called Gu Yi.
Gu Yi did have some connections, and half an hour later he called to say that the medicine had been obtained and would be delivered immediately.
Lao Tan and Yaru returned to the clinic. They walked in head to toe and Gu Yi arrived shortly after. The doctor quickly hung up the hanging bottle for Lao Tan.
After this ordeal and not eating, Lao Tan felt weak and his throat was salty. He vomited three mouthfuls of blood after lying on the bed. Yaru had already experienced it and was not afraid. Gu Yi had not experienced it, so he nervously asked the doctor if he had any
Nothing happened, and he insisted on dragging Lao Tan to the hospital.
Lao Tan said it was okay, and the doctor said it was a normal phenomenon, so he gave up.
"Brother Tan, you have to pay attention. Vomiting blood is a big deal and you can't be careless. You are here to apply the sling bottle. I will leave first and go to Baotou for something. I will come back after I finish the work and give you some blood replenishment.
"Gu Yi said.
"Then you go quickly, don't delay things." Lao Tan was a little embarrassed and urged.
After Gu Yi left, Yaru went out to buy steamed buns and millet porridge. It was almost ten o'clock, and Lao Tan didn't need anyone to accompany him, so he asked Yaru to go to work.
Yaru came to the kitchen, and Wang Yanli walked up to her with a contented smile and whispered: "You dare to stay up all night, hehe."
"It's just as you think. Lao Tan's branch was enlarged and he was vomiting blood. He just put a sling bottle on. He was afraid that you would be frightened by seeing the blood vomiting, so he asked you to leave first," Yaru said.
"What? Vomiting blood? Is it serious?" Wang Yanli exclaimed.
"Keep your voice down, it's just a shock." Yaru slapped her with his hand and said, "It's not serious, I'll have to wear a bottle for half a month."
"Isn't that serious? What expansion did you just say?" Wang Yanli asked, not hearing clearly just now.
"Bronchiectasis, bronchiectasis. As soon as the trachea expands, the capillaries rupture, and the blood leaks out and goes up." Yaru explained.
"Is everything okay? Was it caused by drinking yesterday?" Wang Yanli stared at Yaru and asked with some self-blame.
"It doesn't have much to do with it. The main reason is that I'm too tired and got sick from overwork." Yaru said.
"It still has something to do with drinking - is it at the community clinic?"
"Um."
"I'll go take a look after get off work at noon."
Before noon, Zhang Yu, Yan Zi, Yang Zhijun and Mulan knew about Lao Tan's illness and went to the clinic to visit him. Mr. Xiang also came and brought a lot of fruit.
They all comforted Old Tan to rest in peace and recuperate, and not to worry about things in the store. Old Tan talked to them energetically, and finally the doctor came forward and said that the patient was weak and needed to rest, so everyone left one by one.
As the saying goes, 30% of the disease is 70% of the recovery.
It is human nature to visit relatives and friends when they are sick to express concern and concern, but do not intrude too much.
Too many people visiting and too enthusiastic words of comfort will cause psychological pressure on the patient. It is obviously a minor illness and he is thinking wildly - is he suffering from an incurable disease? Otherwise, why would so many people come to visit?