Chapter 600: Wen Xiaoxu's Story
Du Jinxia was about to see her sick son, she was both happy and painful, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.
Tian Qingqing persuaded: "Aunt Xia, when we see Brother Xiaoxu, we don't cry, and we don't shed a single tear." In this way, he will feel better. ”
Du Jinxia nodded and said, "You're right, Qingqing." I don't cry anymore. As he spoke, tears flowed down again.
Tian Qingqing swallowed tears into her stomach. poured half a cup of space water brought by Wen Qingliang and his wife, inserted a straw into it, and entered the intensive care unit with Wen Qingliang and his wife.
Wen Xiaoxu's mind was clear, but his body was very weak, and his voice was very small. It was as if it took all the strength of the whole body to be able to say the same thing. Tian Qingqing understood the reason why the three classmates were in tears.
Tian Qingqing saw that Wen Xiaoxu's lips were dry, as if he was about to crack his mouth. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: although this is a symptom caused by a high fever, if you feed some water frequently, or moisten your lips with a cotton ball, this will never happen.
"Brother Xiaoxu, drink saliva first, moisten your throat before talking. Look your lips are dry," he said, handing the straw to Wen Xiaoxu's mouth.
Wen Xiaoxu took the straw in his mouth and drank it one by one. It was like a thirsty man who hadn't drunk water for three days.
Half a cup of space under water, Wen Xiaoxu's spirit was much better, and his voice became louder. "Dad, Mom. How did you get here so soon? Did Qingqing call you last night to let you know? ”
Tian Qingqing said: "The black light is blind, I just have somewhere to call." No one in the village committee took it! ”
Du Jinxia said: "It was me and your father who had the same dream, and we both dreamed that you were sick, and we were all told in which hospital." I woke up and felt strange, so I hurried over. I didn't expect ...... It's really ......."
"Mom, are you crying?" Wen Xiaoxu looked at Du Jinxia's red and swollen eyes and asked depressedly.
Du Jinxia hurriedly covered her hands in front of her eyes and covered up: "Mom didn't cry, it was the wind on the road that blew her eyes." Don't think too much, kid. We're already in the hospital. Mom and Dad are just smashing pots and selling iron, and they have to cure your illness. ”
Wen Xiaoxu looked at Wen Qingliang again and asked, "Dad, what did the doctor say to you?" ”
Since there had been discussions in advance, Wen Qingliang said bluntly: "Child." We know it all. The doctor told me and your mother everything. We're not afraid. There are many people who suffer from all kinds of diseases, and many people are cured. There is me and your mother, and Qingqing, the rich man. We can be optimistic about any disease, and we can afford to spend as much as we want. You can see a doctor in the hospital with peace of mind, and you don't have to think about anything outside or spending money. ”
Wen Xiaoxu nodded, tears rolled in his eyes, and forced them back again. Turning his head and asking Tian Qingqing, "Qingqing, what kind of water did you give me to drink?" ”
Tian Qingqing: "Anti-inflammatory water." I put it at home. It was brought by Uncle Liang and Aunt Xia. ”
Wen Xiaoxu: "I said, with the drink, with the lightness of the body, it is much better now than before." ”
Tian Qingqing: "Bring a plastic bucket, you drink slowly." ”
Wen Xiaoxu: "Do you still have it at home?" ”
Tian Qingqing: "Yes." Quite a bit. I often see people, and if I have a headache, brain fever, and fever, I give them this. So, always be prepared. ”
Wen Xiaoxu's eyes lit up: "Qingqing, since you have this at home, then, I'll go back, drink this at home, I think it's better than using any medicine." ”
Tian Qingqing was stunned, swept Wen Qingliang and Du Jinxia with her eyes, and found that their expressions were also tight, so she said: "However, this only has the effect of anti-inflammatory and analgesic, and it can't cure a serious illness." ”
Wen Xiaoxu: "That's it!" If you really have a serious illness, you can't cure it in the hospital. I thought about it, I can't live or die, I can't live or die. With your anti-inflammatory water, as long as it is free from pain. This intensive care unit is really not a place for people. ”
Tian Qingqing: "What? Bad service attitude? ”
When Wen Qingliang and Du Jinxia heard this, they also hurriedly moved forward, wanting to hear their son's evaluation of the intensive care unit.
Wen Xiaoxu turned over, leaned in, and motioned for Wen Qingliang and Du Jinxia to sit on the edge of the bed. Then he pressed the pillow under his chest, cocked his head and said:
"Dad, Mom, don't feel bad when you hear it. I'm just teaching Qingqing a child's tongue. Then he looked at Tian Qingqing, sighed, and said:
"Ahem, Qingqing, don't say it. To put it bluntly, the hospital's intensive care unit is the perfect embodiment of 'inhumanity': none of the medical staff are old doctors with rich clinical experience, all of them are young doctors who have just been on the job for a few years, and the nursing staff are trainee nurses.
"When I woke up last night, none of the nurses fed me a sip of water until dawn. You see my lips are dry, I ask them for it, just feed a few spoonfuls, don't ignore you at all.
"In this room, I was the lightest, one moment unconscious, the next awake. Most of the other patients were unconscious. With no family members to accompany them, the doctors and nurses here chat unscrupulously, like a small vegetable market, and cannot give patients a good rest environment. ”
Wen Xiaoxu probably said that he was tired, moved the pillow forward, and lay on the pillow to gasp.
Tian Qingqing's heart was like a knife: How could this be the case? From the outside, you can't hear any movement inside, and when you look at the closed door, you feel very awe-inspiring. Is it the poor quality of service inside, or the high conditions demanded by seriously ill people? Tian Qingqing felt confused!
"It's been seventeen or eight hours since I came in at eleven o'clock last night, and as soon as I wake up, I'm looking forward to your coming." With tears in her eyes, Wen Xiaoxu continued: "The family only has one hour a day to visit, and the same is true when the patient is dying, and the doctor does not inform the family of the patient's current situation at all. When I think of this, my heart is blocked, as if I am about to die. ”
Tian Qingqing blinked her eyes vigorously to prevent tears from welling up in her eyes. whispered: "Actually, the doctor outside has issued a critical illness notice, but he won't let him in." ”
"What's the use of a critical illness notice alone? Today, Tou Ming left one, and the patient couldn't see it, so the intensive care unit notified the family. When the family arrived, the patient was out of breath. When a loved one is dying, relatives simply cannot wait by the patient's side. Look at the old lady in the east. ”
Tian Qingqing turned her head to look over, and saw that the patient was an old woman in her fifties or sixties, unconscious, her face was deformed due to pain, her hands were still tied, her head was tilted to one side, and no one helped her.
"Why do you want to tie her hands?" Tian Qingqing asked puzzled.
Wen Xiaoxu: "I also once asked, a nurse told me, saying that she was afraid that she would be arrested. (To be continued) (To be continued...... R1292