After that, we talked a lot, and the old man said that he was tired and lay down and fell asleep.

Si Wei came out of it, raised his eyes and saw Song Ju'an appear at the other end of the corridor, and when he approached, he asked, "Is the physical examination completed?"

"Well, I just talked to Dr. Koh about the treatment options. ”

Siwei asked again: "Do you want radiotherapy?"

Song Ju'an shook his head: "I want to do what she wants." ”

She means grandma.

When he said this, Sway's reaction was calm, as if she understood his decision, but in fact, she didn't understand why he gave up on treatment.

Song Ju'an looked at her deeply, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "Don't you ask why?"

"From your point of view, I really don't understand. Si Wei looked up at him directly, extremely calm: "But with what I know about grandma, I agree with what you do." ”

Looking at each other, both of them could see the joy and certainty in each other's eyes.

In Siwei's view, Song Ju'an definitely didn't know where her sense of identity came from, but in fact, they made this decision from the same starting point.

In the 8.23 fire incident, 21 families were affected, and there were serious loopholes in the Sichuan County fire rescue at that time, and the fire caught fire in the middle of the night, which turned into a disaster with the help of the wind.

Eight people have lost their lives.

If everyone has their own sins, then in the old man's heart, this is a shackle she has attached to herself.

Rather than tormenting and liberating day and night in the rest of your life, it is a good choice.

To make this decision, there is no half-point unbearable fake.

Song Ju'an sat down in a chair, his arms flat on his lap, and hung his head in silence.

Swei stood for a moment, then sat down beside him, and she could feel the pain emanating from him.

In the past ten years, he tried his best to break through the cage and desperately lived, he has the psychological quality of a firefighter's perseverance and strength, and he is not afraid of life and death to complete every task.

Behind all this, she also saw the other side of his truth.

Si Wei tilted his head to stare at him, and his hand slowly attached to the tiger's mouth of his right hand, and there was no other movement.

Song Ju'an's body froze, slowly tightened his palm, and gently held her hand against his forehead.

The old man only slept for more than two hours this time, supervised her to finish dinner, and Song Ju'an sent Siwei out of the hospital.

People came and went on the street, and the two stood on the side of the road waiting for the drip car to come.

It's windy in Shencheng today, and the weather in autumn is not friendly at all, and the thin windbreaker on Si Wei's body can't withstand the cold at all, so he rubs his arms at this time.

Suddenly put on a coat, she turned her head and saw Song Ju'an standing in the cold wind wearing only a black shirt.

"If it's cold, you'd better wear it. As she spoke, she was about to take it off.

"I'm a firefighter, I'm not afraid of the cold or the heat. This was a disguised attempt to ask her to accept it.

Siwei hesitated, as if against him: "I have a habit of cleanliness. ”

In other words, not used to wearing other people's clothes.

Hearing this, Song Ju'an turned his head, and there was a bit of coercion and temptation in his ruffian: "I've all been in physical contact, and I'm still afraid of wearing a piece of clothing?"

“......”

For a moment, Si Wei wondered viciously, did Song Ju'an still retain the unknown side?

For example, he loves to flirt with people like he did at the beginning.

In the end, the confrontation ended with Song Ju'an winning after Diche arrived.

The car stopped at the entrance of the community, and Siwei grabbed the two coats on his body and strode towards the unit building.

There is some distance between the two places, and she is going against the wind, and she feels more and more that multiple clothes really work.

As the pace of his feet accelerated, the wind over his ears tightened, but his whole body was uncomfortably warm.

......

In order to avoid waking up in the morning and missing people, Song Juan slept on the floor in the ward.

He got up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom, and when he returned to the ward, he first went to tuck the old man's quilt, and when he turned around, he saw the mahogany box on the storage cabinet.

He didn't have that curiosity after all, so he lay back and went back to sleep.

The next day, the language company.

As soon as Si Wei entered the studio, he heard his colleagues talk about the broadcast effect of the last episode of the program - the response was good and the discussion was very high.

In the afternoon, Si Wei picked up water in the pantry, followed Zhou Chen in, and took the opportunity to discuss with her about the next program.

After explaining, the water in Siwei's cup was also full.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Zhou Chen.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked suddenly.

Si Wei looked at him inexplicably, but Zhou Chen's expression was extremely well controlled, and he couldn't see the purpose of his question, as if it was just a casual conversation between colleagues.

"Not at the moment. She replied honestly.

"Okay, you go get busy. Zhou Chen hooked his lips and smiled, and naturally put the cup into the mouth of the water dispenser.

There was no sound when the door closed, Zhou Chen stood up straight and took a sip of saliva, looked at the figure outside, and rubbed his chin meaningfully.

Since that fire chief is not a boyfriend, he still has a chance.

At the hospital, Song Ju'an talked with the doctor a few more times.

Xu Yi's idea is that the old man is too old, even if he can endure the pain during surgery and radiotherapy, the survival period is only two or three years, and the possibility of recurrence cannot be ruled out.

It was finally decided that the first medication was dragged.

As for the question of how long the elderly can last, the doctor can't answer it, and taking medicine is regarded as psychological comfort.

In the later stages, the patient will be in pain.

Since yesterday, the old man will vomit after half an hour of eating, and his body will lose weight very quickly.

Even so, she was smiling all day long, and the torment of her illness seemed to her as if it were only a guiding stone on the road to liberation.

She waited for that day, even longing.

It's the weekend in the blink of an eye, and Siwei has been visiting the hospital at night after work for the past five days.

The old man often fell asleep, but Song Ju'an guarded her quietly, and her grandchildren looked lukewarm when they were alone.

On Saturday, Si Wei was busy all morning, cooking three dumplings before noon and taking them to the hospital.

Xu Heyan still has surgery, and her share is in the thermos bucket.

"I've washed your gown. Swei put the bag on the medical locker.

Song Ju'an lowered his head to eat dumplings, only glanced at the words, and did not answer.

However, the old man teased, and his voice was slightly weak: "Most of his clothes are smelly, and you girl is still willing to wash him, he, just steal the fun." ”

Si Wei looked at Song Ju'an awkwardly, only to see him stuffing a dumpling into his mouth with a calm expression, pretending not to hear.

The grandson was silent, and the old man became even more energetic, and the more he talked, the more outrageous it became.

For a long time, Song Ju'an put down the dishes and chopsticks, and pretended to have a cold face in front of the bed: "It's not that I'm tired, let's go to bed without saying a word." ”

And when he had finished speaking, he went out with the men.

When he went outside, he let go of the person and took the lead to speak: "Why don't you deny it?"

He wasn't serious, but rather a little ruffian.

Si Wei said calmly: "Grandma is not in good health, if this is what she expects, I shouldn't pour cold water on her." ”

Song Ju'an's eyes flashed with novelty: "In other words, if she wants to have other wishes, you will also help her realize them?"

After a moment of silence, Si Wei threw out four words: "Taken out of context." ”

After the joke is over, back to the topic.

Although the old man can still speak, he has symptoms of semi-paralysis, can no longer get out of bed and walk normally, eats very little at each meal, is awake for less than four hours a day, and his body is getting worse.

And the drug treatment is only a temporary extension of my grandmother's life, and it cannot prevent her from dying.

"You still don't want to come here these days. Before leaving, Song Ju'an instructed.

Swei stood at the entrance of the elevator, the afterglow sweeping over his face with unusual calmness, and there was no response.

The elevator door opened, and she walked in without hesitation, pressed the next floor, and stood up straight to look at the people outside: "I'll come back next Saturday." ”

Song Ju'an stood on the corridor, looking at the people inside, his bloodshot eyes softened little by little.

As the elevator doors slowly close, the sight of contact is cut off.

When the elevator went down, Si Wei held on to the handrail on one side and tilted his head to close his eyes to the light board above.

She understood his intentions, and the next day would be the most tormenting, seeing the patient suffer from the pain, and the body was skinny and skeletal until he was delirious, which was a precursor to death.

——

The autumn sun is brightest at noon, but the ward at this moment is shrouded in the haze of imminent death.

The old man's condition deteriorated rapidly, only half a month has passed, he can't swallow the medicine, his body is completely paralyzed, and incontinence appears later, and he can only go to the urinary tube and air cushion.

A month later, when Swei re-entered the ward, the old man was no longer even recognizable, and occasionally seemed to return to the light, waking for a moment, and then falling into a coma again.

Song Ju'an stayed in the hospital for a month and a half, during which he shaved his beard twice, and now the vicissitudes of life are not what they look like.

Even though he struggled to maintain the appearance of tenacity and composure, and to bear it all with amazing endurance, in fact, he was close to collapse in a place that no one else could see.

......

It was raining lightly in Shencheng again, and when Si Wei walked into the ward, as expected, Song Ju'an sat on the chair next to the bed, looking thoughtfully at the old man's old and thin face.

She approached, and he didn't notice it, and his gaze seemed to see some distant past through that face.

There is unwillingness and deep pain on his face...... In the end, I was relieved.

Siwei walked up to him and lowered his voice: "Go change your clothes, I'll guard it tonight." ”

Song Ju'an was stunned and said hoarsely: "I'll go back to the camp and come back soon." ”

At the moment of closing, a strange emotion drove him to look at the old man twice.

Parting, it's really coming.

After sleeping with clothes for a month, although Song Ju'an had two changes of clothes, his body smelled stuffy, and he simply wiped it twice before changing his clothes, and he felt that the taste was light before he changed his clothes.

After packing, he grabbed the key and ran downstairs, and as he raced to the military flag, the sirens pierced the night sky.

The radio shouted: "A series of car accidents occurred 2 kilometers from the G62 highway in the Nancheng service area to Lingzhou......"

The lights of the dormitory building were turned on instantly, and firefighters rushed out one after another.

Under the military flag fluttering in the wind, Song Ju'an looked back in the direction of the fire garage, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Hospitals –

Si Wei slept on the locker with his hands propped up for the night, and when he woke up the next day, he found that everything was still the same as before he went to bed last night.

His arm was so sore that he slowly got up and moved a few times, and at this moment, he found that the old man's eyelids were moving.

She hurriedly sat back, shook the old man's thin hand, and asked cautiously, "Grandma, grandma?"

This time, it was 27 hours after the last time he opened his eyes, and the old man's eyes slowly turned to the corners of his eyes, and his pupils were dilated due to blurred vision, and he couldn't find the focus.

The old man's chest rose and fell slowly, and his chapped mouth moved gently.

"What are you going to say?" Swei leaned over and listened with bated breath.

The old man called the name silently over and over again, Si Wei clenched her hand, stared at those godless eyes and emphasized: "He will be back soon, you wait, don't sleep, don't sleep!"

The old man seemed to understand, nodded effortlessly, and looked at the ceiling with half-open eyes.

At the same time, the rescue of the car accident lasted from the early hours of the morning until this morning, more than 20 vehicles collided, and the four vehicles that caught fire have been dealt with.

The scene was in shambles, and all the vehicles involved in the accident were scrapped.

It wasn't until the last driver was rescued and sent to the hospital that the tight strings in Song Ju'an's mind relaxed.

Soon the clean-up personnel arrived at the scene, and the fire squadrons evacuated in an orderly manner.

On the way back to the camp, everyone in the fire truck did not dare to speak, Song Ju'an sat on the very edge, took off his gloves expressionlessly, pinched them in his hands and clenched them silently.

In the ward, Xu Heyan rushed here after getting off the operating table.

And Si Wei didn't dare to leave for a moment, so she could only stay with the old man and remind her to hold on a little longer.

As he lay dying, the old man tried his best to keep his eyes open, a dull call came from his throat, his chest breathing - shortness of breath, and his life was coming to an end.