"After they left, the doctor told me that the person was too sick to do anything about it. It's always good to be able to go under the knife. I took the opportunity to comfort again.

After listening to my words, my father's expression was noticeably more relaxed and natural. I got my ID card from my father, and I went downstairs to take care of the hospitalization.

After the hospitalization procedures were completed, the doctor told us to come for an examination early tomorrow morning. There are many items to be examined, and the doctor is very patient and carefully explains the relevant matters to be paid attention to during the examination, such as the order of the examination items. Finally, I would like to remind you that you must make an appointment for CT examination today. After everything was done, I met my father, who had been sitting and resting, and then *** went home.

Early the next morning, I went to the Municipal People's Hospital with my parents. All along, my health is not bad, basically no minor illness or pain, so I rarely go to the Municipal People's Hospital for examination. Fortunately, my brother-in-law waited at the entrance of the hospital early. Under the guidance of my brother-in-law, we first went to the CT examination area.

Although the hospital did not officially open until half past seven, there were already many people waiting outside the CT room at one o'clock in the early morning of seven. We relied on the appointment, first got a number, and then just sat there and waited. It didn't take long for it to be overcrowded.

With the assistance of the security guards outside the CT room, the family members of the patients who did the enhanced CT went to sign one after another. When I went there, the doctor also emphasized very solemnly: "CT surgery is also a minor operation, and the risks cannot be ruled out, so we must have the signature of the family, otherwise, we will not dare to do this surgery." "At the time, I didn't have any intention of worrying, because I knew that the risks of CT surgery were almost negligible, so I signed without hesitation.

There were a lot of people, and it seemed a little confusing. But I still noticed that many people were going to get injections, so I rushed to the security guard and asked my father if he needed an injection. The security guard replied yes. Then, I pushed out of the pile and accompanied my father to the injections. When he was done, he asked his father to continue to sit and wait.

After the miscellaneous matters were dealt with, I calmed down, and through careful observation, I found that the CT examination was divided into two rooms, and my father was in one room. It didn't take long for me to realize that the examination in the first room was significantly slower than that in the second room. According to our number, it is estimated that we will have to wait for two or three hours.

Soon, my brother-in-law realized it, so he told me that he should go to the other items first, and if he was not busy, he might as well go and check the other items first, so as to save time.

I also felt that made sense, so I replied, "Okay." Don't worry, I'll take care of it here, and nothing will go wrong! ”

The brother-in-law was very efficient, and he came over after a while, saying that he would go to draw blood first, and there were not many people there. I asked my mother to wait outside the CT room to prevent no one from being there when it was our turn, and to at least occupy a seat so that my father could sit and rest when he came back from the other checks.

When we got there, it wasn't eight o'clock. Although there are some people, it is by no means as exaggerated as in the CT room. It only took a while for its turn. After the blood was drawn, I went to the relatively calm pulmonary function test center. Soon after, it's heart function. The waiting time in the ultrasound room is relatively long. ……

Due to the large number of inspection items and the fact that they were not on the same floor, my father walked a lot of upstairs and downstairs with us. Of course, if it were normal times, this road would be nothing to my father, who has always been healthy. It's just that my father is no longer what it used to be. It hurts to look at my father, who is out of breath and almost struggling. However, I did not go up to help, because I knew my father's unique arrogance, and I did not want to violate his dignity. Although his face was covered with sweat, his father's waist was still straight. At this moment, I can't help but feel a deep respect for my father.

When we went to the waiting area of the CT exam room again, it seemed that there were not as many people as before. But in and out, some people left and some people came, and in general, there was still a prosperous scene.

Looking at the number of the CT room, I knew that it was almost my father's turn, so I didn't dare to go elsewhere. While waiting, I saw a patient who had already been injected with medication because he still had an IV tube in his arm. But just as he was about to enter the CT room for examination, the doctor found that there were white marks left on the side of his mouth. After questioning, it was learned that the patient had just eaten a barium lunch. The doctor was very sorry to say that he was no longer able to perform a CT scan. The patient was very anxious and asked what he should do now. The doctor replied that he would have to come again tomorrow and reminded him not to eat until the examination tomorrow. At this time, I was glad in my heart. Because, my father's attending doctor explained the precautions very clearly and in place. Not only did my father not eat today, but he didn't have a barium swallow test just now.

Waiting was boring, so I went over and told my father what I had just seen. After this, I could tell from my father's expression that he was still confident in the doctor who was about to treat him. In fact, I thought the same as my father at that time, because I knew that carefulness is a necessary condition for a good doctor. In my mind, trust and confidence in doctors can help my father overcome his illness smoothly. Seeing that my goal had been achieved, I smiled a smile that I had rarely seen these days.

Finally, it was my father's turn, and after the heavy metal door opened, my mother, and my brother-in-law entered with him. My father untied his trouser belt and handed it to me, and then lay down as the doctor had instructed. When everything was ready, the doctor told me, my mother, and my brother-in-law to go out and wait.

The thick metal door slowly closed. I walked back and forth in front of the heavy metal door, feeling a little uneasy. It's not optimistic, but I don't really know how bad it is. I know that with a CT scan, a lot of things will come to light. I was afraid that my father's illness had progressed to the point of no return. This is called care, but confusion.

My mother wasn't as nervous as I was, and it probably had something to do with the fact that we hid it with her. Because, considering the mother's psychological fragility, we are afraid that if she can't bear it, she will cry and cry all day long and affect her father's emotions. The mother did not know the extent of the deterioration of the father's condition. Influenced by her father, she has always believed that esophageal cancer is nothing and can be cured with a minor surgery.