Chapter 671: The Dignity of an Artist
As soon as He Xiangdong said this, all these people standing at the door were stunned. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The doctor was obviously stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "Yes, yes, but the side effects of that medicine are relatively large, what are you going to do?"
He Xiangdong said: "I want to use it for my master." ”
After getting He Xiangdong's reaffirmation, the doctor's brain was a little confused, the old people inside were like that, why did he still use this medicine?
Zhang Shubai frowned unhappily when he heard this, and he said, "Xiaodong, this matter ......"
Zhang Yushu stopped his son and shook his head at him.
Zhang Shubai's expression froze, he smiled bitterly, and was speechless.
He Xiangdong looked into the doctor's eyes.
The doctor frowned, but still asked, "The patients are already like this, Mr. He, you told me, what is the purpose of you giving him this medicine?"
He Xiangdong said seriously: "The dignity of an artist. ”
The doctor was stunned and didn't understand.
And Zhang Yushu and Tian Jiani next to them both raised their heads because they were artists.
At this moment, Zhang Shubai also showed all the expressions of thought, he knew this pride and dignity, but he was not an artist, it was difficult to understand this pride.
He Xiangdong looked at the doctor's eyes, and his demeanor and tone were very serious: "The dignity of the general, on the horse, the horse leather shroud who died on the battlefield, this is the most glorious way for a general to die; ”
"My master, he has been talking about cross talk for a lifetime, and he will be strong for a lifetime, and he is absolutely unwilling to die on the hospital bed like this. Now he doesn't have a few days to live, so I beg you to give him a chance to stand on the stage again. ”
"Please. He Xiangdong bowed.
The doctor frowned, the side effects of that medicine on the body were already very big, Fang Wenqi was already running out of oil, this medicine was simply a life-threatening medicine for Fang Wenqi, although Fang Wenqi didn't have a few days to live, but it didn't work like this.
The doctor was tormented.
Zhang Yushu sighed and persuaded: "Doctor, you can give him medicine, it should be regarded as satisfying the old man's last wish, otherwise, he will have regrets even if he dies." ”
The doctor helped He Xiangdong, who was bowing, up, and then said, "I can't do anything about this, I'll discuss it with our director, and I'll try my best to help you talk about it." ”
"Please. He Xiangdong said again.
The doctor nodded and left.
He Xiangdong turned around and looked at Fang Wenqi, who was sleeping peacefully in the ward, he sighed and said, "The old man has been stubborn all his life, he doesn't want to die like this." He definitely doesn't want to, he has always wanted to go on stage to talk about cross talk, but he is old and can't go on, I already knew this. ”
He Xiangdong muttered to himself: "When we were running around the country back then, the old man went to the door of people's supermarkets to give people a free stand-up paragraph, I knew that he couldn't let go, although he didn't go on stage, but he didn't put down his basic skills for a day over the years." ”
"I know he still wants to talk about cross talk, and now he's dying, if he can play before he dies, I think he should be very satisfied. Well, yes, the old man should be happy, well, he will. ”
Everyone next to him was silent.
Tian Jiani sighed deeply and felt distressed.
They all understand He Xiangdong's current thoughts, and he is chattering like this to guide himself and give himself firm beliefs.
Don't think that you can use medicine when you say it, it's as simple as that, it seems to be very easy. This medicine is a life-threatening medicine for Fang Wenqi, and if you use it up, you will die.
Although Fang Wenqi doesn't have a few days to live, there is no such thing, for example, he can still live for a week, take the medicine, put on a stage show, and die after two days. After all, this is a short life, even if it is only for a few days.
To put it more seriously, He Xiangdong's behavior can be said to be a great unfilial piety, so the pressure on him to make this kind of decision is actually very great.
None of the people next to him stepped forward to disturb or comfort them, they knew that He Xiangdong didn't want this.
After a long time, the doctor came with the director, and after the director confirmed with them again, he announced the decision of the hospital.
Medication is allowed, but it needs to be signed by both the patient's family and the patient himself, and a non-accountability agreement needs to be signed, regardless of the results of the medication, the hospital cannot be held responsible.
He Xiangdong signed, his hands were shaking when he signed, he couldn't even see what the name of the medicine was, and in just three words, it seemed to drain the strength of He Xiangdong's whole body.
After signing, He Xiangdong felt like he was standing alone in the turbulent ocean, lonely and at a loss.
I can't see the edge, I can't see the shore, so I float by myself......
It's a very uncomfortable feeling.
It wasn't until He Xiangdong felt that his legs were being hugged, and he felt that he had finally stepped on the ground, and his trance-like expression finally came to his senses.
Looking down, it turned out that Xiao He was holding his legs, and Xiao He was still looking up at himself, shaking his legs vigorously.
He Xiangdong touched Xiao He's head, and then looked up at the nervous crowd, he smiled, at this time, his face was very pale.
Zhang Shubai said: "Xiaodong, your face is very bad now, do you want to go home and rest first, we are watching here, you didn't sleep all night last night, right?"
He Xiangdong rubbed his face, his hands were wet, and the cold sweat on his head just now came out, and he said, "I'm fine, I'll go in and guard the master, just squint later." ”
Zhang Yushu said: "We know that you have a good relationship with Master, but your own body is the first thing, you can't collapse, Brother Fang is estimated to have to lie down for a few days like this, and you have to plan it yourself, this is a protracted battle." ”
"Well, I know. He Xiangdong nodded, "Then I'll go in and see Master first." ”
Zhang Yushu also nodded: "Okay, let's go." ”
He Xiangdong walked in again and sat on the edge of Fang Wenqi's bed, tucked Fang Wenqi's quilt, and sighed and said, "Master, I just helped you make a decision, and I don't know if it's right or wrong, but I did it." I also know that you want to go on stage, so you must hold on, and you need to be more energetic. ”
"I'm still waiting to see how our two of us stand on the stage again, you don't often say, we have to be worthy of the audience when we go on stage, you can't say cross talk when you lie on the hospital bed, and when the audience wants to say that I have no way to refund the ticket, you can solve it yourself. ”
"Alas...... Master......"