My father always thought that his esophageal cancer was just a minor operation. Even after suffering a lot of surgery, my father didn't think that such cancer would be devastating to him, so he never let us take the initiative to inform any family and friends about his cancer surgery. The people who visited the hospital one after another were all the news they had obtained. Compared to the bustling mass of visitation on the bed to the south, we were noticeably quieter. Of course, there are also benefits to being quiet. Because too frequent visits will actually consume a lot of energy of the patient, which will affect the patient's recovery.

As the saying goes: there is no feast in the world. Being able to share the same ward with a young man and a middle-aged man is a kind of fate. But such a fate is extremely short-lived. First, the middle-aged man left with his old mother with inconvenient legs. Of course, he left this ward, not the hospital.

Probably, some people will find it strange. Actually, not to mention you, even I thought it was strange at first. And this strangeness comes from the scene that makes people feel absurd.

The middle-aged man's elderly mother was hospitalized because of a car accident. As soon as they arrived at the hospital, they were immediately taken over by a dedicated doctor after being informed that it was the result of a car accident and that the perpetrator had been successfully caught. Then they were admitted to their father's hospital room. Of course, the middle-aged man and his old mother were admitted to the ward before us.

This is the 21st floor ward, and the entire 21st floor belongs to the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery. Therefore, when I learned that the middle-aged mother's problem was in the knee, I once asked strangely: "Is the leg injury also a cardiothoracic surgery?" ”

"Of course not, it should be an orthopedic surgeon." The middle-aged man replied happily.

"Then why are you in cardiothoracic surgery?" Hearing this, I felt even more strange.

"Well, in the beginning, my mom was taken over by a cardiothoracic surgeon."

I could hear the helplessness and depression in the middle-aged man's words. "These days, there doesn't seem to be much else to do other than hanging water. Can it go on like this? "I know that my words will make the middle-aged man feel worse, but since I already regard him as a friend, I must give such advice, no matter how harsh it is.

"I'm also very skeptical, it's been ten days, and my mother's leg has not only not improved, but seems to be getting worse." The middle-aged man replied with a heavy heart.

"Personally, I think it's better not to drag it out like this!" Again, I remind.

"I know, it's because I'm looking for an acquaintance to help me watch my mom these days."

"It's not a hassle. You've been very helpful to us. Well, it's easy to have acquaintances. I sighed

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A few days later, through the introduction of acquaintances, the middle-aged man finally met the director of orthopedic surgery. With the help of the director of orthopedic surgery, the middle-aged man's mother finally had an MRI (all examinations must be ordered by the attending physician during the hospitalization, otherwise the relevant examinations cannot be performed). The result of the examination was that his mother's knee had a large amount of fluid in the injured knee and needed surgery as soon as possible.

Although it is the same hospital, it is quite difficult to transfer from one department to another for the sake of interests. It is said that the middle-aged man gave a red envelope. I remember that the middle-aged man said that the man was very good, and he resolutely refused to accept it. As for whether it was received or not, I don't remember it very clearly. Anyway, in the end, with the strong support of the director of orthopedic surgery, the middle-aged man's mother finally moved out from the twenty-first floor.

Hey, profit kills people! Driven by profits, many doctors regard the main car accident as a big fat sheep. In the tide of the market economy, it is understandable to be for the sake of "money", but don't forget your identity. Doctors, who are supposed to save lives. But now, I have seen a bad doctor who has indefinitely delayed the treatment of patients for the sake of his own small profits, regardless of his own ability, and finally led to the deterioration of the patient's condition. As the saying goes: quacks mislead people. Now, I deeply realize that doctors who lack medical ethics are definitely much more terrible than quacks.

After moving out, the middle-aged man only came up two or three times. After a few conversations, I learned that the middle-aged man's mother had surgery in the end. It's just that due to the delay for a lot of time, the middle-aged mother doesn't know how much pain to endure. It seems that in this operation, the attending physician of the orthopedic surgery had to crush the kneecap of the middle-aged mother's first. Hey, it's chilling to think about.

The middle-aged mother's mother was followed by an older grandmother, in her eighties. The young man's mother said more than once (not in front of others, of course): I don't know, what do her children think, they are so old, they are still being brought here to suffer. After seeing my father's appearance when he just came out of the operating room, I also agree with it. The operation performed by the patient on the 21st floor is a sin even for a young man who is able-bodied, let alone an old woman in her eighties.

The young man's mother is a straight man, and she has expressed her dissatisfaction with the new grandmother's family more than once. is over 80 years old, and when she gave birth, she must not have had a family plan, so she has a lot of children. The grandmother's children, as if to show their filial piety, stayed in the hospital as long as they were free. As a result, all of a sudden, the entire ward became crowded.

Although there are many people who come to my grandmother's house, there are not many who can really play a role. For example, after the operation, the grandmother heard her cough many times, but no one responded. The young man's mother couldn't stand it anymore, so she would remind him: "So-and-so, quickly wipe the saliva of the old man!" The young man's mother sometimes even bluntly said, "So-and-so, how can you look like a nerd?" "I have the impression that among the many children of the grandmother, there seems to be only one daughter who has some responsibility. Others, in the ward, only occupy space and consume food rations.

My father is also a temperament who has nothing to say, and he doesn't care whether others will be angry or not. "So-and-so, you might as well go back, not only can you not do anything here, but on the contrary, it will increase the burden on the person who delivers the meal!" Although the father's words were blunt, none of the children who could play a role refused to go back. In my father's words, "How do other people know what they do in the hospital?" The implication is that others think that they are doing their best to serve the elderly in the hospital. It turns out that filial piety can also be disguised!

Think about it, how deep a friendship I would have with such a hypocritical person? Later, the young man's family also left. Since then, I have not formed the same deep friendships as the other people who came after me.