Chapter Eighty-Seven: Heart Disease
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Fang Shi Zuihou still didn't go to Cheng Art Village, and after a few stops on the subway, he received a call from Jiang Dazhi, and Fang Shi had to go back in a different direction.
'Dazhi, are you looking for me for a bit of a fate for this matter, shouldn't you go to the doctor for this matter?' I don't have a problem looking for me, huh? β
Jiang Dazhi smiled bitterly and slapped Fang Shi on the back: "Get in the car first, of course I know that I have to find a doctor, even if I don't go to Aunt Zhuang, I will find it, in fact, Uncle Zhuang is living in the hospital now." β
Fang Shi shook his head, looking at Jiang Dazhi's anxious expression, although he was a little unimpressed in his heart, he still honestly followed Jiang Dazhi into the car, in Fang Shi's opinion, Jiang Dazhi's current behavior was purely a rush to the doctor.
Jiang Dazhi got into the car, hung up his seat belt neatly, and the car swooped out, Fang Shi glanced at Jiang Dazhi and shook his head helplessly.
"Dazhi, I really can't heal."
"Brother knows that you can't heal, if you can, I won't look for you."
Fang Shi rolled his eyes: "What do you mean?" Since you don't believe me, what are you looking for me? β
"Have you ever heard that you need to tie the bell to unlock the bell?"
Fang Shi was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes and stopped making a sound, and after making trouble for a long time, Uncle Zhuang's root cause was still on him.
"You mean Uncle Zhuang's illness was born from me?"
Jiang Dazhi drove the car intently, and said without turning his head: "To be precise, the responsibility lies with me." But the root of the disease is really in you. The doctor said. Since it is caused by stimulation, it is better to stimulate it again. β
Fang Shi was speechless, no matter how he tasted, he had the feeling of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, and he was like the cricket floating in that big bowl of medicinal juice as a medicine primer.
"My role is to stretch out my handsome face to show the old man, right?"
"That's basically what it's all about, what's wrong, have an opinion?"
"No, it just feels a little weird, as if it's going to be drugged."
"Huh. Just you, a typical poison! β
"Isn't poison medicine? Don't talk nonsense, tell me what's going on. β
Jiang Dazhi sighed, it seemed that he still blamed himself a little for Uncle Zhuang's illness.
"After we left that day, Uncle Zhuang locked himself in the room, and finally fell ill after two days of silence, Aunt Zhuang was frightened, my brother Qingxiang was not there, the old and young in the family, Uncle Zhuang still helped me send him to the hospital."
"What is Uncle Zhuang's condition now, what does the doctor say?"
"The doctor said Uncle Zhuang that this is a heart disease. Uncle Zhuang doesn't eat, drink, or speak now, so he can only hang his life with nutrient solution in the hospital. β
"Have you found a psychiatrist?"
He didn't say a word, let alone a psychiatrist. Even if you come to a god, it won't be a problem! β
"Then I'm in a rut?"
"So it's not that heart disease still needs heart medicine, since it's caused by seeing you, maybe Zaijian you can react a little bit when you see Uncle Zhuang, even if you are scolded, brother, thank you for your hard work!"
Fang Shi shook his head: "Are you slapping me in the face?" Don't say that Uncle Zhuang is still your elder, doesn't he have anything to do with me now? β
Jiang Dazhi grinned: "Don't say anything, Uncle Zhuang can get better than anything." β
Uncle Zhuang lived in the VIP ward of the Department of Internal Medicine, Aunt Zhuang saw that Fang Shi's face was very bad, Fang Shi was also very embarrassed, and he was very innocent when he said it, and he inexplicably became the enemy of Aunt Zhuang's family.
"Aunt Zhuang, look ......"
Jiang Dazhi pointed to the ward behind Aunt Zhuang with a smiling face, Aunt Zhuang blocked the door, Jiang Dazhi and Fang Shi couldn't get in at all.
Aunt Zhuang glared at Fang Shi, and glanced at Jiang Dazhi very dissatisfied, before reluctantly giving in and letting the door out, Jiang Dazhi squeezed in with a smiling face, Fang Shi nodded at Aunt Zhuang as a greeting, since people don't want to see him, Fang Shi is not interested in sticking to other people's cold butts, he is not Jiang Dazhi.
The ward was quiet, the hum of the air conditioner was very loud, and a little boy with red lips and white teeth was looking up at Jiang Dazhi and Fang Shi with big eyes on his little face.
"Uncle Jiang."
"Obviously, are you good?"
The little boy nodded vigorously, and responded in a milky voice: "Obviously very well-behaved, I didn't wake up grandpa." β
Jiang Dazhi stretched out his hand and rubbed Mingming's little head, and said with a smile: "Mingming is really good, you are hungry, uncle will take you to eat delicious food." β
"Oh, there's something delicious." Ming Ming cheered, but the child quickly frowned again: "No, Uncle Jiang, I still have to take care of grandpa." β
"It's really good, but you don't have to worry about grandpa, and grandma is taking care of it, obviously hungry, grandma is hungry, let's go buy some delicious food for grandma, do you say it's okay?"
Obviously blinking at grandma, his eyes were full of longing, children never hide their desires, but they are not annoying.
Aunt Zhuang sighed, the old man fell, he is now six gods and no master, as if the sky is falling, in fact, the most offended is Mingming, the little person must be frightened, and he has to work hard to coax himself and care about himself, Aunt Zhuang's heart suddenly seemed to melt.
hugged Ming Ming into his arms and smiled softly: "Ming Ming is really good, grandma is also hungry, should I buy delicious food for grandma?" β
Ming smiled happily, and Cui Sheng responded: "Okay, obviously I'm going to buy something delicious for my grandmother." β
Jiang Dazhi looked at Fang Shi and stepped forward to take Ming Ming's hand: "Okay, let's go buy something delicious, let's go." β
Aunt Zhuang responded with a smile: "Go quickly, grandma is waiting for the delicious food that Ming Ming bought." β
Jiang Dazhi took Ming Ming away, only Aunt Zhuang and Fang Shi were left in the ward, and Uncle Zhuang was lying facing the wall, not knowing whether to sleep or wake up.
The sudden quietness made the atmosphere in the ward a little depressing, and Fang Shi sighed helplessly: "Aunt Zhuang, how is Uncle Zhuang?" β
"What else. Everybody is like that. β
"Aunt Zhuang. I know you're blaming me. Although this incident is a misunderstanding, but there is a reason for it, Dazhi and I are very guilty, what can you do as long as you ask, Dazhi and I will not shirk. Dazhi said to tell me that the bell still needs to be tied to the bell, I think it makes sense, in short, let the uncle speak first, even if it is angry. What do you say? β
Aunt Zhuang's face was a little pale, and she couldn't blame Dazhi and Fang Shi for it, these two children didn't know that Uncle Zhuang still had this heart disease, and they were a little angry like this.
"Xiao Fang, I also know that I can't blame you for this, Xiao Zhi's child is filial and smart, we both treat him as if he is his own son, this time Lao Zhuang himself can't figure it out, things have passed for so many years, what else can't be put down. Ay! β
Fang Shi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but it was okay. Aunt Zhuang is not unreasonable.
"Then, shall I go and say a few words to Uncle Zhuang?"
Aunt Zhuang shook her head: "He's asleep now, don't worry, sit down, there are some things that the old woman wants to talk to you." I heard Xiaozhi say, you are a really capable person, you can see that we have died a child, you tell me, is there really a ghost on this shijie? β
Fang Shi sat down on the small sofa, and when he heard Aunt Zhuang's question, Fang Shi replied very seriously: "Aunt Zhuang, I don't know if there are ghosts and gods, what the warlock does has nothing to do with the ghosts and gods, the six reincarnations are said in Buddhism, and the Taoist Sanqing Fairyland is ethereal, this is a myth and legend, the mountain ghosts and ghosts are witchcraft inheritances, these are all religions in the final analysis, and the orthodox warlocks are seekers, only pursuing the truth of heaven and earth, regardless of ghosts and gods." β
Aunt Zhuang looked at Fang Shi in surprise: "What you said is different from what I have seen before." β
Fang Shi smiled and nodded: "What you said is right, our industry is mixed, and there are even many liars with no conscience, these people do everything for money, and the reputation of this industry is ruined in the hands of these people." β
Aunt Zhuang's face sank, her eyes were a little misty, and her distorted face looked a little hideous: "You're right, my poor son was killed by those damn liars." β
Fang Shi didn't have time to ask about the details, Aunt Zhuang couldn't help but tell the things that had been hidden in her heart for many years, and the story was not complicated, it was just a pair of desperate parents pinning their hopes on those ethereal hopes, but Zuihou could only harvest the clichΓ© story of disappointment and despair.
After listening to Aunt Zhuang's crying and crying narration, Fang Shi understood, in fact, the so-called liar was just a scapegoat, Aunt Zhuang may not understand, or think that it is superstition and delay the child, but Uncle Zhuang will definitely not, presumably Uncle Zhuang was helpless about the situation at that time, the warlock or something was just a straw, I am afraid that Uncle Zhuang himself also understood very well in his heart, he just put the responsibility on the poor warlock.
Thinking about this, Fang Shi probably understood, although Uncle Zhuang was overly entrusted at the time, he understood in his heart, so he was actually fighting with himself, he was blaming himself for not protecting his wife and children, he was suffering for his incompetence, and he was tormented by his deep guilt.
Looking at the poignant Aunt Zhuang, Fang Shi said tentatively: "Aunt Zhuang, do you think Uncle Zhuang will untie the knot once if the child can zaijian?" β
Aunt Zhuang suddenly raised her head and looked at Fang Shi in horror: "Didn't you just say that you don't care about ghosts and gods?!" How did it change in just a while? β
Fang Shi smiled: "Aunt Zhuang, I didn't say that ghosts and gods definitely don't exist, but what I said about letting Uncle Zhuang zaijian your eldest son is actually seeing not the ghost you think, but the child who has been hiding in Uncle Zhuang's heart and refuses to leave." β
Aunt Zhuang looked at Fang Shi with a puzzled face, with Aunt Zhuang's knowledge, she basically couldn't understand Fang Shi's statement, she really thought that her child's soul was still entangled with her husband to this day.
Fang Shi saw Aunt Zhuang's expression and knew that she was thinking about it, but he didn't want to bother to explain it anymore, the words of ghosts and gods are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the reason why the warlock has anything to do with the ghosts and gods, the role of these fools and fools is also indispensable, Fang Shi has no interest in popularizing science for Aunt Zhuang, he just wants Uncle Zhuang to get better, so that Jiang Dazhi will no longer feel guilty, so that he will not be haunted by this, that's all.
Aunt Zhuang's face was like opening a dye shop, her expression changed quite interestingly, Fang Shi felt as if he had been taken off a shell, and then looked at Aunt Zhuang and no longer felt awe of the elders, Fang Shi only felt that Aunt Zhuang was like his own customer, an old lady who was fooled by himself and was at a loss. (To be continued......)