He Li silently lit a cigarette and sat in his chair with his eyes closed.

"Arin, I'm not feeling well, go and see who's knocking on the door. ”

"Okay, Mom, I'll go right away. He Lin got up, quickly put on the thin sweater with holes, put on his coat and ran towards the door.

It was already pitch black outside the house at this time, the fine snow kept falling on He Lin's body, the cold north wind made He Lin wrap his clothes tightly, he trembled and took down the latch of the front door, after the door was slowly opened, standing in front of him was a middle-aged man about 60 years old, only to hear him keep whispering and moaning, and it was probably his son who was supporting him next to him.

Seeing this, He Lin had already guessed that they had come to see their mother.

Without waiting for He Lin to ask, the man in his 20s asked very anxiously: "Has Dr. Zhang slept? My father suddenly had gastritis again, this time it was very bad, and he couldn't move in pain." ”

He Lin thought for a while, looked at his son, then at the old man, and replied with some trembling: "My mother is asleep, you better come back tomorrow morning." ”

"See if you can wake up Dr. Zhang, just prescribe a medicine, let's leave as soon as we finish prescribing, count me begging you, little brother, you see my father can't really say anything now, please, can you shout?"

"No, my mom said she was sick too, and she really needs to rest now. You'd better come back tomorrow morning. ”

"Hey, okay then. The son shook his head, helped the old man and turned away.

While rubbing his hands and looking at the backs of the two leaving, He Lin suddenly snorted, it was really cold this day, and the temperature in the courtyard should not reach minus ten degrees. He trotted all the way back to the house, and his mother had already gotten up and put on a few clothes.

"Who is outside the door, He Lin, where are the people, why didn't they come in?"

"Mom, they're here to see the doctor, people, they're gone. ”

"Why did you go again?"

"Oh, I sent them away, and I told them you were asleep. He Lin said this, excited and a little guilty.

"You, this patient is here, why did you drive it away, hurry up and make the fire in the stove stronger, I'll talk about you when I come back!"

He Lin watched his mother run out of the house in a hurry, and he didn't understand it at the moment. After a while, he went to the side room, filled the furnace with a few dead branches, and raised the fire. Squatting beside the stove, listening to the crackling sound in the furnace, the sleepiness that had just been blown away by the cold wind seemed to be pulled back by the flames, he rubbed his eyes, forcibly opened his sleepy eyes, and kept yawning. A few minutes later, the mother, who still had a few snowflakes on her silver hair, returned to the house.

"Put out the stove, He Lin. ”

"Oh, okay, Mom. He Lin looked up at his mother with his eyes half-open. There were no more teachings that night, and He Lin saw his mother return to the back room, clutching her chest and tossing and turning on the bed until dawn......

"Governor, wake up, it's 8:10. ”

Hearing someone shouting at him, He Lin suddenly woke up from his dream. It turned out to be a dream.

"What's the matter, Qian Ling, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, it just looks like you're asleep, it's only a few degrees above zero this night, it's not okay to sleep here, you'll get sick." After hearing He Lin's response, Qian Ling took back the notepad in his hand.