Because his lungs were moved during the operation, when he could have been discharged from the hospital, his father was found to have fluid in his lungs. So, in the name of the so-called empyema, the attending physician asked me to go through the procedures for my father to be hospitalized again. In the words of the attending physician, it is too much to apply, and it may be difficult to apply for "serious illness assistance". If you can't apply, you will be able to reimburse much less for your medical expenses. Therefore, I took the trouble to go through the discharge procedures first, and then went through the hospitalization procedures again.

My father was a quick temper, and when he saw that all the patients who came in at about the same time as himself (not only the father of the young man in our ward, but also the other wards he had met during the corridor movement) were discharged, he inevitably became irritable.

In order to comfort my father, I made a truthful report to my father about the expenses I had reported this time. Originally, the attending physician said that our family could only reimburse about 40 percent, but in fact, I unexpectedly reimbursed 70 percent.

My father was delighted and asked why. After thinking about it, my sister and I both agreed that it should have something to do with our uncle and the vice president of the hospital. This is the common phenomenon that exists today in which the so-called people with power and acquaintances are easy to do. Therefore, the father was convinced of this. When he was in trouble, his younger brother was able to lend a helping hand in time, which made his father's mood feel much better. After all, blood is thicker than water, and my father doesn't want to turn against his younger brother for the rest of his life. Although my father never said it explicitly, I know very well that turning the conflict with my uncle into a jade silk is one of my father's greatest wishes in this life.

It was precisely because my father's discharge deadline was delayed indefinitely that we spent a lot of time with the father and son on the bed in the south.

The stench and lack of public morality do not necessarily mean that the father and son have a problem with their character. Although their first impression was not good, my perception of them gradually changed over time.

After repeated reprimands, the brothers finally realized that they had quite serious foot odor. But washing their feet every day is something they can't do. So, the brothers resorted to a compromise solution. They replaced their sneakers, which tend to make their feet smell, with sandals, so that they can avoid the stench of their feet and the trouble of washing their feet every day. In fact, it was still late spring at that time, especially in the morning and evening, and the temperature was still a little low, so you would definitely feel cold when you wore sandals. However, for the sake of the rest of the ward, the brothers persevered. Their move can't help but shake my opinion that they have "no public morality" a little.

When the father and son were admitted to the ward, if it wasn't for the lung problem, my father would have been discharged. At that time, my brother-in-law and I had a much easier task of guarding us. Because, not only did my father not get much fluids, but he also barely needed to eat. At that time, my father had begun to eat normally by mouth. At night, I don't have to sleep as much as I used to.

One night, around eleven o'clock, after my father's last supper, I put the foam floor together and lay down on it. I'm a sensitive person, and sound and light interference can easily make it difficult for me to fall asleep. At that time, the old man on the bed in the south had stopped giving infusions at night, and only needed to eat regularly. So, with a little light, it would be enough to do the trick (when my dad was eating regularly at night, I was able to do it all with the help of a faint floor lamp). So after tossing and turning for a long time, and not falling asleep, I got up and turned off the light above my head, leaving only one above the old man's head.

I feel better at last. But just as I was about to fall asleep, the light above my head came back on. The blinding light was like a powerful stimulant, and it immediately dispelled the sleepiness that I had just gathered. I tossed and turned, and I couldn't sleep, so I got up again, turned off the light above my head again, and turned on the light above the old man's head at the same time.

Not long after I lay down, the light above my head came on again. If I close it again, someone will open it again. I couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke out. "What the hell is going on with you? Can't we take into account other people's feelings? If you always turn on the light, can others sleep? You think this is your home! ……”

"I'm sorry. I just want my dad and brother to have a better rest. The second child resignedly explained.

"Oh, your dad and your brother are going to rest. Don't others want to rest? What kind of person, this is? "I was furious, and of course I spoke mercilessly.

"Go and turn off the lights!"

Although the old man had already spoken, the second child was still a little hesitant. "But, Dad, the lights are turned off, so I won't be able to feed you when the time comes!"

"Isn't it time to eat, can't you open it again?" I puffed up, "Besides, you could keep the floor lamp and the door lamp (a small energy-saving lamp in the ward near the door)." At that time, when I was feeding my dad, there was only a faint light on the floor, and it was done. ”

"Why are you stunned, why don't you turn off the lights quickly!"

Seeing that the old man was angry, the second child had to hurry to turn off the two lights above the hospital bed.

The brothers have always behaved very honestly, no matter what others say, they just bear it silently, and they have never been angry with others. After the turmoil subsided, when I lay down again, I felt a little sorry for being angry at such a simple person.

From my point of view, the dick may be selfish. For the sake of his father and brother, he completely disregarded others. But from the second child's point of view, he is thinking about his relatives. He swapped the two lights above me and the old man many times (turning on the light above my head and turning off the light above the old man), which was actually a sign of valuing family affection. "Filial piety comes first", the person who can do this, I don't think he is a traitor.

Honesty and kindness are the flashpoints that I gradually discovered in the two brothers. Of course, in addition to this, they have the characteristic "zeal" of the countrymen!

Inspired by us, the brothers, who have a strong sense of smallholder farming, have never received an extra bed. Their starting point is simple, just to save ten dollars a day. Of course, they don't have the bubble to play with children. However, they also have their way. They will bring the sponge cushions from the extra beds that are not used outside and put them on the floor. The cushion was on the bed after all, and it would have been more comfortable to sleep on than the foam I had used. So many times they were very enthusiastic to bring me a sponge mat. Of course, every time I politely refused. Because, in my opinion, it is very unethical to use the products of the hospital privately.