Chapter Seventy-Seven: My Father Is Seriously Ill

Out of the high-speed rail station, I flagged down a taxi and ran towards the hospital, and along the way I kept begging the driver to hurry up, faster.

"It's rush hour, I'll do my best!" the driver explained to me.

I sat in the back seat like pins and needles, my hands clenched into fists and pounding my thighs.

While waiting for the traffic light, a father and daughter frolicked on the side of the road, the daughter was about 5 years old when she was held tightly in the arms of the father, she kept rubbing the father's face with her little fleshy hands, the father's face was pinched into all kinds of strange shapes by the little fleshy hands, the child had a lot of fun, the father was not angry at all, and cooperated with all kinds of grimaces to make the girl happy.

I looked at this heartwarming scene in front of me and tears instantly flowed down, such a scene I had with my father before.

At that time, I felt that I was the happiest child in the world, and although my father didn't have the money to buy me toys, he could make me a global limited edition toy, which was the envy of my classmates.

It's hard for me to imagine what I'd have done if my father hadn't made it through this time? The man who carried me on his back and gave me a solid shoulder, the man who made me a global limited edition toy, is now lying in a hospital bed tormented by the pain, and the thought of this makes my Yuehun mouth breathless, and the feeling of suffocation comes over my face.

In my self-blame, the car came to the entrance of the hospital, I gave the driver 100 yuan and told him not to look for it, and then jumped out of the car and took out the suitcase from the back and ran towards the entrance of the hospital.

In the taxi, Yuyu sent me a message telling me that my father was in the inpatient department on the third floor, and I took the elevator to the third floor with my suitcase, which is the largest hospital in this city, and I came to it when I was a child, and now the hospital is rebuilt, and I am standing in the corridor with a helpless face looking for the direction of my father's ward.

At this moment, Yuyu just came back from the pharmacy, the two of us met in the corridor, the two girls hugged each other and cried, but we quickly collected our emotions, now is not the time for us to hug our heads and cry and confide in each other about our inner turmoil and helplessness.

"Uncle is at 308, let's hurry over!" Yuyu led the way, and I followed her towards 308.

We walked quickly to the door of 308, Yuyu gently pushed the door open, and I saw my mother sitting beside my father's hospital bed with a haggard face through the crack in the door.

When I walked into the hospital room and saw my father lying on the bed with his eyes closed, I panicked and walked to him in three steps and two steps.

I looked at my father worriedly, tears welled up from my eyes, Yuyu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle is just tired and sleeping, don't worry." ”

When I heard Yuyu's words, my hanging heart relaxed, I wiped the tears from my face and looked at my mother who was sitting quietly.

My mother looked at me with tears in her eyes and whispered, "Jing, you are back, Mom is about to die, your dad is ......" Mother sat on the edge of the bed and cried before she finished speaking.

I walked around my father's hospital bed to my mother, took her in my arms and gently patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "It's okay, my father is so good and kind, I will definitely survive this time." ”

My mother was still crying in my arms, and I became the pillar of the family at that time.

I half-squatted at the head of my father's bed and touched my father's hand, the calluses on my father's hands were still there, but his hands were thinner than when I left two years ago, and his head was covered with gray hair. The face is not as complexion as before, and the whole person has lost a lot of weight.

I reached out and touched my father's forehead, just like when I was a child when my sick father touched my forehead, and my father said that he transmitted his energy through his hands into my body so that I would not be afraid.

Father, I have transmitted my energy to you, do you feel it?

"Yuyu, who is my father's attending doctor?" I asked Yuyu, who was standing aside, as I looked at my father on the hospital bed.

"It's Dr. Xiao, he is an expert in this area, and Song Yin helped find it. Yuyu wiped her tears and said hurriedly.

"Is Dr. Xiao in the hospital today? I would like to ask how my dad is doing. I stood up and looked at Yuyu and said.

"Doctor Xiao, it's already off work, he seems to be some relative of Song Yin, let me call Song Yin and ask for his phone, right?" After Yuyu finished saying this, she took out her mobile phone from her jacket pocket and prepared to call Song Yin.

"Call me, I'll call!" I hurriedly stopped Yuyu Dao, I have already returned, and I should do my duty as a daughter.

Yuyu nodded at me, she gave me Song Yin's phone number, I took my own mobile phone and dialed out, because there were other patients in the ward, so I took the phone and came to the hospital corridor.

After a while, Song Yin's phone was connected, "Hey, which one?"

"Song Yin, I'm Liang Jingzi!" I said into the phone.

"Shizuko, are you back?" is Uncle okay?" asked Song Yin on the other end of the phone with concern.

"I just arrived at the hospital, thank you Song Yin for finding the attending doctor for my dad, thank you very much!"

"Hey, thank you, everyone is a classmate, of course you have to help if you have something!"

"But thank you, by the way, do you have Dr. Xiao's contact information? I would like to contact him now to inquire about my dad's condition. ”

"Yes, is this mobile phone number your WeChat ID? I'll add you in a while, and then send it to you on WeChat. Song Yin said briskly.

"Well, yes, okay, you send it to me on WeChat in a while, so I won't bother you so late. I hung up the phone.

Not long after I hung up the phone, Song Yin added my WeChat, and he sent Dr. Xiao's phone number to my WeChat.

I thanked him again, and he replied to me: feel free to contact me if you have any questions!

Looking at this short sentence, a warm current surged into my heart.

I didn't think much about it and quickly dialed Dr. Xiao's phone, listening to the beeping sound on the phone, my heart was very worried, and my heart could beat out of my chest.

"Hey, who's who?" the call answered.

"Hey, is it Dr. Xiao? I'm Liang Jingzi, the daughter of Liang Guosheng. I said nervously.

"Oh, you're back?" may have known Song Yin, but Dr. Xiao remembers my father very well.

"Well, I've just arrived tonight, so I'm sorry to disturb you at this time!" I said politely.

"It's okay, you want to know how your father is doing, right?" Dr. Xiao understood why I was calling now.

"Well, I want to ask my dad what kind of condition is he in now?"

"Your father is now stage 4 lung cancer, which is what we usually call advanced lung cancer, his lung cancer is the most common lymphatic metastasis, his monthly stuffiness and shortness of breath have been for a long time, mediastinal lymph nodes have extensive metastasis, compressing his trachea, and there will be suffocation after a long time, fortunately it was sent early when I was sick last time, otherwise ......" Dr. Xiao did not go on, but my whole back was already covered in a cold sweat, I almost collapsed on the ground, I leaned my whole body against the wall.

"And how do you treat it now?" I said, shuddering, tears streaming from my eyes.

"At present, we can only take surgery plus radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and we should pay attention to a light diet. ”

I listened to Dr. Xiao's words, my whole body was in a state of collapse, how painful was chemotherapy!

Once again, I felt my powerlessness. I hung up the phone and crouched in the corner and began to cry.