Zhao Genhong's father, Zhao Tianhai, was a veteran general who had been fighting with Taizu since the Red Army, and had made outstanding achievements during the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression and the War of Liberation. In 1955, our army rose up in Chapter 1o6. In the past, there were three front armies, and each front army was combined by many hills. Therefore, in view of this special history, in chapter 1o6, Zhao Tianhai went to Jiubaoshan to go to the grave of his wife and son when he was drenched in some rain, and after he came back, he began to burn, although after careful treatment by the medical expert group, the disease was quickly cured, but since then he has suffered from a loss of appetite. In the past, he could eat at least one and a half bowls of rice at a meal, but now he doesn't want to eat anything, and he can pick up a few bites of rice in one meal, which is quite good. Under their instructions, the Central Health Bureau gathered the country's top experts in traditional Chinese and Western medicine for Zhao Tianhai's consultation, and sent the top imperial chefs from all walks of life, such as the Great Hall of the People of the State Council in Beihai, to prepare meals for Zhao Tianhai, but it didn't work, Zhao Tianhai never had any appetite, only more than three months. Zhao Tianhai's weight dropped by more than 20 pounds, from a mighty veteran who walked like a tiger to a sick old man who was about to fall when the wind blew.

This matter can be said to be the biggest heart problem of Zhao Genhong and her brother Zhao Genzheng, and every day when they have free time, they think about how to solve the old man's appetite problem. People are iron rice and steel, and if they don't eat all the time, it is not a long-term solution to rely on nutrient infusion to hang them.

So today, Zhao Genhong heard that the old man refused to eat again, so he immediately threw away all the work at hand, including the meeting with Bao Feiyang, and rushed back to Yufeng Mountain Guiyuan as quickly as possible.

"Didn't you eat much last night?" asked Zhao Genhong.

Zhao Tianhai's favorite dish is sour radish, which used to be eaten at almost every meal. Even during the ten years of turmoil, he was assigned to the cowshed. The old man also has to find a way to pickle some sour radish to eat. It was after ten years of turmoil. After following Taizong Ye out of the mountain and becoming the leader of the national brand, the diet was also strictly controlled by the medical expert group sent by the Central Health Bureau. Medical experts believe that pickled radish contains nitrite, and long-term consumption is not good for Zhao Tianhai's health. Therefore, the amount and frequency of Zhao Tianhai's consumption of sour radish are strictly controlled, and in principle, he can only eat sour radish once or twice a month.

After Zhao Tianhai fell ill this time, due to the loss of appetite, the medical expert group had to temporarily cancel the ban, hoping that the sour radish could restore Zhao Tianhai's appetite. The results proved that the sour radish was indeed effective, and Zhao Tianhai would only take one or two more bites of rice every time he ate the sour radish. If you don't have sour radish, you won't eat a bite of rice at all.

"Yes, but it doesn't work. Yang Xiangyuan said with a worried face. The elder only tasted a mouthful of sour radish, then pushed the plate away, saying that it was not the same taste, and then refused to eat anything. ”

"Isn't that the taste?" Zhao Genhong was a little strange, "Have you finished eating the sour radish sent to Xiangxi a few days ago?"

In these three months, in order to let Zhao Tianhai eat more. Zhao Genhong's two siblings tried sour radishes in many places, and in the end, it was Zhao Genzheng, an old subordinate in Xiangxi, who sent the best Xiangxi sour radish, and Zhao Tianhai liked to eat it the most.

"There are several more boxes, but I don't know why, the old man suddenly stopped eating them, saying that it was not the taste he wanted to eat. Yang Xiangyuan said, "Your eldest brother is thinking of a way, ready to try the sour radish in other places again......"

Hearing Yang Xiangyuan say this, Zhao Genhong suddenly remembered that there seemed to be two cans of multi-flavored radish among the souvenirs sent by Bao Feiyang, although it was not a sour radish, but it could also be tried to see if it could arouse the old man's appetite.

immediately opened the car door, took the two jars of poorly packaged multi-flavored radishes in his hands, and followed Yang Xiangyuan in.

Yang Tianhai's bedroom was originally on the second floor. However, since he fell ill, his health was weak, and it was very difficult to go upstairs, so he temporarily converted a house on the first floor into a ward and bedroom.

The leader of the medical expert group was holding an emergency treatment meeting in the next room, and when he saw Zhao Genhong coming, he hurriedly came out of the room and said to Zhao Genhong with a guilty face: "Chief, we have not fulfilled our responsibilities, let the elder man's condition repeat again and again, and ask the superiors to give us punishment!"

"Now it's not a question of punishment or not!" Zhao Genhong frowned, suppressing the anger in his heart, "For the old man's situation, can your expert group come up with an emergency treatment plan?"

"The elder is too weak, if he refuses to eat again, I am afraid that it is useless to rely on nutrient infusion. Treatment options for nasogastric feeding must be considered. The leader of the expert group said softly.

Zhao Genhong's heart couldn't help but tighten. She didn't know that the method of intubating the nose and giving liquid food could solve the old man's lack of nutrition because he didn't eat. However, the treatment method of nasogastric feeding is too painful, and the old man is over 80 years old this year, how can Zhao Genhong bear to see the old man suffer so much? This treatment plan can only be the last choice after all methods have been tried, and there is really no way to do it.

"Okay, understood, when the eldest brother comes over, I'll discuss it with him. Zhao Genhong said, "You also study it again and see if there is no other way." ”

The leader of the expert group did not dare to speak. If they could find other options, how could they come up with such a painful treatment as nasogastric feeding?

As he was talking, he heard movement in the room, Zhao Genhong hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed in with Yang Xiangyuan. I saw Zhao Tianhai's thin arm pressing the head of the bed, struggling to get out of bed: "Help me out, help me out!" Although his voice was very weak, it had a majesty that could not be refused.

This frightened the two nurses next to them, they helped Zhao Tianhai, not to stop, not to stop, not to stop, almost in a begging tone said: "Boss, you are in your current state, you can't get out of bed!"

"Dad, what are you going to do here?" Zhao Genhong saw this scene, and hurriedly ran over, but he didn't want to leave too quickly, the bag in his hand hung on the doorknob, only to hear a click, a can of Sanjiangkou multi-flavored radish fell to the floor, shattered, and a strong sour and spicy smell spread in the room.

Zhao Tianhai's originally restless body suddenly quieted down, his nose moved, greedily sniffing the sour and hot smell that permeated the entire room, and after a few seconds, two lines of cloudy tears flowed out of Zhao Tianhai's eyes.

"It's this taste, it's this taste!" Zhao Tianhai's skinny palms clenched tightly, and his eyes stared at the multi-flavored radish on the floor that broke the juice flowing all over the ground, "That's what it tasted like back then!"

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