The young man did not show any disgust at the resonance of my father's words, but on the contrary, he smiled faintly. Because, the young man found that his father, who was immersed in memories and counts, coughed significantly less often than before, and hummed much less. While talking is a bit draining, it's clearly worth it compared to the pain of enduring a violent cough.

This can't help but remind me of the story of Guan Yu scraping bones to cure poison. Guan Yu used chess to distract himself, and finally survived Hua Tuo's operation. Although Guan Yu has perseverance that ordinary people can't match, it is not difficult to see the good effect of "dispersion" therapy.

With the acquiescence of the young man and me, the two fathers had a lively conversation, and the resonance of the common experience was evident at this moment. Of course, there may be more whining and complaining in their words. This is inseparable from the suffering they have endured in the past few days.

While chatting, my father fell asleep. Perhaps, this is the so-called sheep hypnosis. Without my father's company, the young man's father lost interest in chatting. Soon, violent coughing and ** sounded frequently again.

When I saw that my father was sleeping, I said to my mother, "Mom, go and sleep for a while." ”

"You'd better go to sleep first." Mother excused herself.

"I'm not used to going to bed so early, and I can't sleep even if I barely lie down. Mom, go to sleep. In the second half of the night, I'll call you up to change mine. ”

When my mother saw that I insisted on doing this, she didn't say anything more, and pushed the extra bed (the so-called extra bed is just a chair about 150 centimeters wide) at the grandmother's house in the north (the so-called extra bed is just a chair about 150 centimeters wide, and when pulled out, it becomes a long and narrow bed, and when put away it is a chair), and let it go. She only took off her coat, and her mother slept with her clothes. The quality of the extra bed is obviously not good, and every time it turns over, it always makes a creaking sound. Fortunately, compared with the frequent coughing and ** sounds, the squeaking sound is not very harsh, otherwise, it is estimated that the mother would not even dare to turn over.

On the young man's side, his mother slept first. Because we had to have an all-night infusion, the young man and I had to stay on duty. Even if there is no accident, the replacement of the infusion bottle always needs to be reminded.

As time passed, the grandmother on the north bed had also fallen asleep. Apart from coughing and **, there were no other sounds in the entire ward. The young man and I sat silently on the edge of the bed, silently looking at our father. In the dead of night, tiredness hit again and again. But I knew that the more my father fell asleep, the more he could not slack off, so he had to fight hard and desperately hold on to the eyelids that were heavier than the mountains. Thankfully, there wasn't a single inadvertent delay in changing fluids during my shift.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the young man's mother got up and went to bed. I was very sleepy because I didn't sleep well last night, but I couldn't bear to disturb my mother, who had managed to fall asleep, so I kept trying my best to support myself. My eyelids felt heavier and heavier, but I was still unusually stubbornly awake. Because, my concern for my father did not allow me to have the slightest "dereliction of duty".

At one o'clock in the morning, before two o'clock, my mother got up to relieve herself, and then sat down beside my father's bed.

"Mom, aren't you going to sleep any longer?" I asked in an unusually tired tone.

"Aren't you sleeping?" The mother said with concern, "It's already a little past, go to sleep!" ”

Thinking of the scene of my mother's chatting and watching TV during the day, I felt a little uneasy, so I solemnly reminded: "Mom, not only do you have to look at the infusion bottle, but also look at your father from time to time." ”

"All asleep, what's there to see?" Mother asked disapprovingly.

"At noon the day before yesterday, an old man had an accident when he was hanging water, if his son hadn't found it in time, then maybe there would have been no one at that time."

My words aroused some of my mother's wariness, but I knew that she would never be as careful as I was.

Perhaps it was because I didn't pay enough attention to my mother, so the young man's mother said, "Your son is right. When hanging water, it is better to be careful. I heard that there was a pregnant woman hanging water here, and her husband and mother-in-law were watching from the side, but because they didn't take it seriously, when they found out that something was wrong, the pregnant woman had already lost her breath. You say, neither of them can watch the ......" The implication of her words is that one person should be more careful.

When my mother heard this, she said in an incomprehensible tone: "These two people are too irresponsible!" Could it be that Chengdu is sleeping on the side of the bed? ”

From my mother's words, I could tell that she felt that she would never be as irresponsible as the mother and son. However, it was this disapproving tone that made me know that my mother didn't pay enough attention. So, I had to remind again: "Mom, no matter what, it's better to be careful!" ......Of course, if something happens, it's too late to regret it", I couldn't say it after all.

"Oh, don't worry, I got it. You go to sleep. ”

Seeing that my mother was urging impatiently, I couldn't say anything more, so I had to lie down with my clothes and go to bed with some helplessness.

I don't know if it's because of the cough and ** sound, or because of worry, anyway, I haven't been able to fall asleep for a long time. With the creaking sound of turning over, it seems to be able to reach the depths of people's hearts, and although I feel very sleepy, I seem to be unable to sleep no matter how irritable I become.

I don't know how long it took to toss and turn, but when I felt like I was falling asleep, my mother's cry rang in my ears. When I opened my sleepy eyes, I saw that the young man had also gotten up and was putting away the extra bed.

Listening to them, it seems that it is time to send an extra bed. I looked at the time, and it seemed to be just after six. scolded in his heart: "Damn, it won't be so early!" "I felt a little groggy in my head, but I had to get out of bed.

After going to the toilet and washing up, I sat down next to my father's bed again. By this time, I found that the young man's extra bed was gone, and the one I slept on had been pushed to the northernmost position against the wall.

"It's not that you won't be allowed to sleep a little longer, but this extra bed should have been returned every day. However, due to my limited mobility, I stayed in the ward. It's about to be cleaned, and if those people (the support staff) see it, they will inevitably chirp. That's why I had to ask your mom to wake you up. The middle-aged man said to me apologetically.