After listening to Zhao Fusheng's words, the old man was silent for a long time.

At his age, whether what a person says is true or false, the old man naturally has his own way of distinguishing, and what surprised him was that what Zhao Fusheng said just now was actually from the bottom of his heart.

In other words, the young man in front of him is really praying for inner peace in this way.

Looking at Zhao Fusheng's face, the old man could feel that deep in this young man's heart, there was really a force as he said.

"You're a good boy. ”

After a while, the old man spoke slowly.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and shook his head gently: "Grandpa, I'm not a good person, I'm just doing something I should do." ”

"A lot of people don't think they're supposed to do something, and if you do it, you're a good person. The old man said slowly: "Good people don't say it, they do it." ”

Decades of life, ups and downs to today, the closer to the end of life, the old man's perspective on some things is different.

Zhao Fusheng was silent, and the old man's words made him have an indescribable emotion.

"You go and call Xiao Qian in. The old man said slowly to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, got up and walked out, and called Zhang Qian, who was sitting in the corridor, in.

"Grandpa, you call me. Zhang Qian walked in and hurriedly walked in front of the old man's bed.

"From now on, listen to the words of the floating beings. The old man said to Zhang Qian: "In the future, the affairs of the welfare institute will be listened to, do you know?"

"I remember, Grandpa. Zhang Qian nodded honestly.

For him, from childhood to adulthood, listening to his grandfather's words has become a habit engraved in his bones.

Zhang Qian vaguely remembers that when he was a child, his grandfather went out to work every day, and every time he came back, he would buy a little grapes for himself and his younger brothers and sisters, and the grapes for five cents a pound were all left over from the fruit store.

"Go out and wait outside. The old man shook his fingers and asked Zhang Qian to leave.

Zhang Qian walked out directly, and only Zhao Fusheng and the old man were left in the ward again.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed, his cheeks were very thin, and the disease was eroding his few vitality, making him look as if he had run out of oil, and it seemed that he would leave the world that had worked hard for him all his life at any time.

"You know, I was dead, and I didn't want people to help the welfare home, because I knew that once I accepted it, according to Xiao Qian's character, his life would no longer be his own. ”

The old man held Zhao Fusheng's hand and said slowly.

Because of his body, he speaks very slowly, and every word he says consumes a lot of energy.

But even so, the old man still insisted on finishing his words.

"After the welfare home, it will be handed over to you. As for Xiao Qian, I know that you are a person who does great things, and I don't dare to have any extravagant expectations for you, as long as you don't let him do illegal things, let him live well, marry a wife and have children, I will be satisfied. ”

After saying these words, the old man let out a long breath, as if he had let go of a thousand pounds of burden, and slowly closed his eyes............

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When he walked out of the ward, Zhao Fusheng's mood was very heavy.

The old man's words, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, beat on his heart, letting Zhao Fusheng know that sometimes, responsibility is also a pain.

"How is Grandpa?" Zhang Qian hurriedly leaned over and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "I'm asleep, it's nothing serious." ”

The old man's current physical condition is just to maintain life, just like the machine is in disrepair and will be scrapped sooner or later, the human body actually has a limit to bear, once this limit is exceeded, then no matter what kind of medical means are used, it is actually difficult to recover.

In the last period of people's lives, in fact, the desire to survive is often struggling, after all, it is better to die than to live, even if it is only one minute longer, for people who are dying, it is also a kind of happiness.

Turning his head, Zhao Fusheng walked to the nurse's station and said to the nurse named Yang Panpan: "Nurse Yang, I want to ask, what is the situation of the old man?"

Yang Panpan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Qian.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "Don't care, just tell the truth." ”

Although he is not a doctor, he is a professional nurse after all, and he is specially responsible for taking care of the elderly, Zhao Fusheng feels that Yang Panpan should have more credible words here.

The expression on Yang Panpan's face was a little sad, he sighed, and whispered: "Actually, the doctor has also examined grandpa's body, she said, grandpa is just not good to maintain now, if it is according to the current situation, there should be less than three months......"

As she spoke, she lowered her head, and it was obvious that she was also in a particularly bad mood.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, didn't say anything more, asked her to take good care of the old man, turned around and left the hospital.

After walking out of the hospital, Zhao Fusheng did not choose to take a car, but walked on the street.

Zhang Qian's mood was not very good, so he silently followed behind Zhao Fusheng, and the two of them walked on the streets of Ninghai one after the other.

Because it was August, the weather was very good, there were a lot of people on the street, shoulder to shoulder, from time to time someone and Zhao Fusheng staggered by, all kinds of people.

"Let's go for a walk in the park. ”

Standing at the intersection, Zhao Fusheng turned his head and said to Zhang Qian.

"Good. Zhang Qian nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked together to Xilin Park not far away.

It is said that this is named after a certain mayor of Ninghai who was killed by bandits after liberation, but after many years, it is estimated that many people no longer know the name of this hero, but only remember this park.

There were a lot of people in the park, and Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Qian walked inside for a while and found a bench to sit down.

"Feeling bad?"

Zhao Fusheng suddenly asked Zhang Qian.

The old man's body is not as good as day by day, if anyone is the most sad, it may be Zhang Qian, after all, he was raised by the old man since he was a child, except for when he was a soldier, most of the time he spent by the old man's side.

"Well, I've never dared to tell anyone. Zhang Qian said slowly.

As the eldest brother of his peers in the welfare home, he consciously took on the responsibility of the eldest son, and the other younger brothers and sisters only knew that his grandfather was curing the disease, but he did not know the real condition of the old man's body.

"There are some things that don't always hold back in your heart. Zhao Fusheng said lightly: "After a long time, there will be problems." ”

He knows this better than anyone else, no matter what happens, he can't hold it in his heart for a long time, because some things are very hard for a person to bear, and that kind of hard feeling can almost make people completely collapse emotionally.