The nurse looked at Wang Cailian's bedside: "When you fall asleep, you accompany you, and you ring the bell if you have something." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Hey, okay." Chen Songping said gratefully.

When the door of the ward was closed, it was completely dark, and there were three beds, each with little space around it. The father and son of the Chen family gathered at the foot of Wang Cailian's bed, Chen Songping suppressed his voice very low, and said to his son: "I'll give you the key to the house, and you go back to rest." "They are in the city hospital, far away from home, Chen Songping said so, worried that Chen Chi still has to hurry, "Take a taxi to look carefully, find a regular one." ”

"Dad, I'm here."

"That'...... You sleep on a recliner. ”

"Dad, you lie down," Chen Chi moved a square stool lightly and placed it on the wall opposite the bed, "I'll sit here." ”

After autumn, the night was cool, and Chen Chi's back was against the wall, calming his anxious heart all the way.

"Here, give it a ride." Chen Songping picked up a thin blanket from the recliner and approached and handed it to his son.

"I don't want it, Dad, you take it." Chen Chi hurriedly pushed over.

"You hitch." Chen Songping pressed Chen Chi's hand, pressed the blanket against Chen Chi's legs with a slight effort, and pulled the corners of the blanket with the other hand, covering Chen Chi's knees, straightened up, and turned back to the side of the recliner.

Father's hand, stiff and lukewarm.

Chen Chi looked at the familiar figure, only a hunched silhouette remained in the dark, and his father could vaguely be seen groping for a half-lying down, crossing his hands in front of his chest, quietly fitting with the chaise longue.

His father's touch still remained on the back of his hand, making Chen Chi feel unfamiliar. He and his father are not happy to embrace this set, and it seems that they have not had physical contact for more than ten years. The direct touch of my father's hand, except for the first time when I signed up for the school, my father got on the bus and turned around to pull him up, which was the most impressive when I was a child.

The residual warmth on the back of his hand is still there. Chen Chi pursed his lips and leaned against the wall silently.

The night was so quiet that you could hear the breathing of the people in the ward. Next to Chen Chi, a very narrow floor was set up along the root of the wall, and I don't know whether it was a mat or cardboard, and a person was sleeping soundly wrapped in a thin quilt, and then there seemed to be no one to accompany him at night around a hospital bed.

Chen Chi kept his eyes on the recliner and the hospital bed. It was his father and mother.

A quarter of an hour later, he stood up quietly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his father on the recliner who seemed to turn his head, and his footsteps paused slightly, but his father did not make a sound, but Chen Chi did not dare to return the blanket to alarm his father, only lightly lifted his heels, took a step, and pressed the force to turn the door and lock it out.

There was no movement in the hallway, empty except for the lights and the nurses' station at the far end. The doors of each ward were closed, and the hustle and bustle of the inpatient room was silent. Chen Chi leaned against the wall next to the door, bowed his head and anxiously inquired about the elbow cyst on his phone. A nurse leaned out at the nurses' station to look at him, and he didn't even notice it.

In the middle of the night, Chen Chi put down his mobile phone, looked at the snow-white wall opposite, and slowly exhaled from his nasal cavity.

He then returned to the hospital room and sat down.

The wards are closed and quiet, with an attraction that drags people to sleep. Chen Chi sat with his waist straight against the wall, looking at his father and mother, every once in a while, he blinked vigorously to drive away the sleepiness, and after more than ten minutes, a loud mobile phone ringtone suddenly sounded on the floor.

"Hey." An old aunt sat up from the ground and said, "Are you going to the toilet?" No, either you call someone else's phone, no, I'll get up as soon as the call rings. Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, I'll come over right away. ”

The old aunt yawned, grabbed a coat from the quilt, put on her sleeves numbly, stood up without buttoning them, put on her slippers, and walked straight to the door.

Chen Chi reflexively retracted his feet in.

"How many trips to the toilet a night." The old aunt muttered and grumbled as she pushed the door and went out.

There was a wide crack in the door, and the sound of the old aunt kicking her slippers was heard in the corridor, apparently walking briskly to other wards. Chen Chixian didn't know that this was a private aunt invited by a patient in the adjacent bed, and this aunt also took care of several patients overnight, which was quite inexplicable at this time.

After such a fork, the fatigue was gone, and he felt that his spirit was completely restored. Glancing at the room, he stood up and closed the door.

"Hmmm......"

Chen Chi hurriedly turned his head, and the voice sounded like it came from his mother's bed. Chen Songping got up early, bent down to the side of the bed, leaned over and whispered, "Ah Lian, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wang Cailian snorted, her breath weak: "It's a little dry." ”

"Then I'll give you some water and wipe it off."

"Mom." Chen Chi stepped forward and said.

"Huh?" Wang Cailian was so stunned that she wanted to raise her neck, and tried her best to stun her eyes, staring at the black shadow that suddenly appeared behind Chen Songping's head, "Chi'er? Pool? ”

The postoperative breath was already soft and could not be continued, coupled with this sudden shock, Wang Cailian's voice was like a big pant, so anxious that Chen Songping hurriedly put down the water cup, turned around and stroked Wang Cailian's quilt, and explained: "Songan told Chen Chi that you were hospitalized, so he bought a plane ticket and came over." ”

"Mom, how do you feel, woken up by the voice just now?" Chen Chi's voice is clearer than Chen Songping, and it is very recognizable.

Two tall black shadows lined up above the hospital bed, Wang Cailian muttered in disbelief, and anxiously stretched out the right hand that could only move out of the quilt and touched Chen Chi.

"Hand in, hand in." Chen Songping stopped, "Don't freeze, I'll bring you water to moisten your mouth." ”

Chen Chi wrapped Wang Cailian's hand with his palm, perhaps it was a psychological effect, he felt that his mother's hand was fluttering, he didn't seem to have any strength at all, and he lost a lot of weight, which made him more and more cautious. "Dad, I'll feed my mom water." He pleaded.

"The black light is blinding, you can't see clearly, and you're not familiar with it." Chen Songping said, "Your mother can't drink water now, so she can only take a cotton swab and wet it and wipe her lips twice." ”

Wang Cailian woke up a little nauseated, thirsty, and uncomfortable, but at the moment she was so happy that she couldn't take care of anything, it was really like a dream, when she woke up, her son, who she hadn't seen for more than half a year, was in front of her, she trembled and touched Chen Chi's hand, complaining: "Chi'er, what are you doing here?" Mom didn't have anything to do. ”

Chen Chi was very thoughtful at this time, afraid that he would not come back coldly, so that his mother would be suspicious of the severity of the condition, and he would suspect that something was wrong, so he chuckled and said: "Mom, I heard that you had surgery, and I was scared to death, but my father told me that it was just a minor operation." Just explain it to me at the beginning. ”

"Look, my little problem will make you uncomfortable."

"If you have anything to say, you can say it at dawn." Chen Songping interrupted the mother and son, "Let's sleep for a while, other people's families are still sleeping." ”

The old aunt came in at the right time and saw two people surrounded by Wang Cailian's bed, and immediately asked kindly, "What's wrong?" Is the patient awake? ”

"I want to drink water." Chen Songping replied.

"The first night after surgery was hard." The aunt agreed, took off her shoes and stepped on the floor, and said, "The young man is your son?" ”

"Hey."

Chen Chi was surprised, when he came in, the aunt on the floor was sleeping very peacefully, but she noticed everything.

"Your family was born well, and I rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night to see my mother."

"He usually works outside, and when he knew that his mother had surgery, he asked for leave overnight."

"Oh, your husband and wife really gave birth to a good son." The old aunt praised it again, took off her coat, rolled up the quilt and lay down, and within two or three minutes, the sound of breathing sounded even.

Chen Chi was still sitting on the square bench against the wall, he was embarrassed to look at the floor next to him, and admired this aunt's resolute sleep in his heart. The room was quiet again, his eyes were covering the hospital bed and the recliner, thinking about the arrangements for the future, and gradually became a little distracted.

His father, in his mind, has always been relatively high to the outside world, not that his father ignores mundane affairs, but that his father doesn't like to talk a lot, likes to talk about efficiency, can do things at a glance, and doesn't talk too much about people. Tonight, my mother was in the hospital bed, and my father was working hard, and he was making peace with the outsiders in small pieces.

If he hadn't come, there would have been only two of them, sick and old, dealing with people.

Chen Chi couldn't tell what it was like.

In the dark, Wang Cailian raised her right arm and softly beckoned twice in the direction of the foot of the bed: "Chi'er." ”

"Dad, I'll come, you can rest." Chen Chi said to his father, who was about to sit up, rushed to the hospital bed, held Wang Cailian's hand, and said softly, "Mom, what do you want?" ”

"Chi'er," Wang Cailian inhaled, trying to move her legs to the edge of the bed, and said with pity, "You are tired from sitting, so you curl up at your mother's feet." ”

"Mom, I'm fine, don't move." Chen Chi squatted down and gently stuffed his mother's hand back into the quilt.

"How can you sit like this all night?"

"It's only a few hours before dawn, not overnight." Chen Chi smiled, "It's no problem for me to stay up all night." ”

"Chi'er, are you working hard?"

Everything was dark, and Chen Chi still saw endless care and worry in his mother's weak eyes. "It's not hard, I always sit and blow the air conditioner," he said slightly, and when he heard his father cough, he said softly, "Mom, you go to sleep." ”

"If you refuse to sleep at your mother's feet, go and bring the stool, sit down horizontally, lie on the edge of the bed and be softer, and sit and doze off to hurt your neck."

Chen Chi hesitated for a moment, then obediently said, "Okay." ”

Wang Cailian exhaled with relief.

The night was dark and quiet. Chen Chi lay in the crook of his elbow and looked at his mother.

In fact, when the stool came sideways, he could only sit on a leg like a thin wooden strip, and he was as tall as he was, and he was hunched over to the edge of the bed, which was not as stretched as he was to sit against the wall. But he didn't make a sound, for fear that his mother would worry that he wouldn't sleep well, so he closed his eyes.

The mattress was fluffy and had a hospital-like smell.

On his head, covered with a hand, not compacted, gently stroked his hair.

Chen Chi's eyelashes moved slightly, and he didn't open them. Slowly, at some point, there seemed to be a gathering of things in the eyes.

Luckily, the night was dark.