Chapter 19: A Serious Illness Zhang Baotong

Professor Fang also painted with the students, and after painting for a while, he went back and forth among the students to check and guide, and when he saw that some students had problems with their paintings, he said loudly to the students, "Art needs to imitate nature, and the painter's heart should be like a mirror, reflecting the form and color of the painted objects in a true and artistic way." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info pay special attention to the expression of lines, for example, to express the balance and quiet demeanor of the characters, it is necessary to use horizontal lines, to express the smooth and soft shape of the person, it is necessary to use curved strips, so as to fully express the meaning and beauty of the characters. At the same time, it is also necessary to control the three-dimensional sense of the character image through the change of light and shade. ”

Listening to Professor Fang's words to guide the students, Xiuxiu felt that she had completely become an object to be copied, not a person. In fact, people are also objects, the most vivid and vivid objects, and they are also the most difficult objects to draw. Xiuxiu also learned to draw at a normal school in the past, and it was usually the art teacher who put a simple object on the podium and asked everyone to follow the drawing. Everyone sat in one class, and they didn't think it was too long, but today, she became an object for the students to draw, and there were two classes at a time, and I felt that time was going too slowly and too slowly, as if time was in a static state.

There were no clocks in the studio, and her own watch was kept in the dressing room, but she couldn't change her posture casually, for fear of affecting the students' drawing. In fact, people don't need to experience it to imagine that if a person sits there motionless in a stable posture all the time, in fact, sometimes it is really more tiring than doing physical work.

I don't know how long it took, but the bell rang for the end of class. But the students were drawing intently, not listening to the bell in their ears, because they knew that the two classes were connected together. But for Xiuxiu, the thought of staying like this for nearly an hour is like being in the long river of eternal famine, and I don't know how many centuries I have to wait.

In this tormented anticipation, Xiuxiu deeply realized that making a painting model is not only a matter of concept, in fact, this kind of long expectation and torment in time is sometimes much more difficult than changing a concept. In a way, she put in more patience and effort in these two hours than the average person in eight hours a day.

At some point, the heating began to cool down. Everyone was concentrating on the painting, so no one felt it. Of course, the students are wearing sweaters or cardigans, and they are certainly not as sensitive to the cooling temperature as they are naked. But Xiuxiu has a completely different feeling.

Soon after the second class, she clearly felt that the air around her was no longer as warm as it was just now, not only was her body so cold that she was a chicken bump, but also her body shivered from time to time. At first, she thought it was windy or weather-changing, but she immediately realized that the indoor heating does not change with the outside temperature.

So, she touched the heating bag beside her with her hand, and found that the heating bag was no longer as warm and hot as just now, but warm, not hot at all. She wanted to tell Professor Fang that the heating was not hot, but the words came to her mouth several times and she couldn't say it. Because she was too embarrassed to speak. Because people are spending money to hire you, even if it's cold or cold, you have to stick to it.

But she finally couldn't hold on anymore and began to sneeze loudly and start snotting. At this time, Professor Fang, who was concentrating on painting, noticed that the temperature in the room was a little cold, so he asked Xiuxiu to go into the dressing room to get dressed. Xiuxiu entered the locker room, put on her clothes, and felt warm. However, she still kept sneezing and snotting, and her body was slightly hot and hot.

Although there was still half a class, Professor Fang saw that Xiuxiu was already a little cold, so he hurriedly stopped what he was doing, let Xiuxiu enter his office, typed a receipt, and then handed Xiuxiu three hundred yuan.

Xiuxiu took the money and said apologetically, "I'm really embarrassed that I didn't finish the class." Professor Fang said, "You can't be blamed for this, you can only blame the school's heating problem, which made you catch a cold, go back and take a good look and have a good rest." ”

As soon as Xiuxiu left the school, she felt that her forehead was hot and weak, and she didn't even have the strength to walk. She took the bus back to her hut, and she didn't want to eat, so she collapsed on the cot and wanted to get a good night's sleep. Xiuxiu knew that she was not lightly ill, but she was afraid of spending money to see a doctor, so she wanted to lie down and sleep well, thinking that her condition would be significantly reduced tomorrow morning. Because this is the case in their countryside and rural areas, people will not go to the hospital to see a doctor except for serious illnesses and ordinary minor illnesses and pains.

I thought I would recover after a good night's sleep, but when it got dark, I felt that my head was so dizzy that my body was hot and hot, and I didn't even have the strength to go to the toilet. She finally stumbled to the toilet door, and before she could untie her trouser belt, she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she held on to the wall with her hand and did not fall. After untying her hands, she came together, and felt dizzy and black, so she held on to the wall so that she would not collapse into the dirty and smelly toilet.

She stood there and stopped for a while, relieved her breath, and then it was difficult to get out of the toilet with great difficulty, but because of the great exertion, she felt suffocated in her chest, and she coughed continuously, and spat out the phlegm, and the phlegm was bright red with blood. Seeing the bloodshot in her sputum, she couldn't help but be scared, and she felt that this sign was very similar to having pneumonia. She couldn't help but be a little frightened, because she knew what it would be like for a person to get pneumonia.

So, she hurriedly supported herself and walked towards the private clinic at the corner of the street. When she arrived at the clinic, she was planted on a bench. The doctor measured her with a thermostat and said that her body temperature was 37 degrees 8, and then he gave her a hanging bottle. It wasn't until a large bottle of hanging bottles was finished that she felt some relief in her body. In the middle of the night, the doctor charged her 150 yuan, prescribed some medicine to her, and told her in a very serious tone that she should go to the big hospital for examination and treatment immediately.

After a night's sleep, she went to a big hospital in the city early the next morning. Based on her account, the doctor examined her and said that she might have acute pleurisy and told her to go for a chest X-ray. The results of the chest X-ray are consistent with the diagnosis made by the outpatient doctor. The doctor read the results of the chest X-ray and told her to be hospitalized immediately. She asked the doctor how long the hospital would take, and he said it would take at least a week or two. Xiuxiu asked again how much it would cost. The doctor said it would cost about two or three thousand yuan.

When Xiuxiu heard this, she told the doctor that she was going home to get the money, and then went out of the hospital. Asking a helpless, unemployed, and unemployed rural girl to come up with two or three thousand yuan to see a doctor at once, isn't this tantamount to asking for her life? So, she thought that after the treatment at that private clinic last night, she already felt much better, although there was still a small amount of blood in the sputum, but her condition was much better than before, so she didn't feel the need to spend so much money on medical treatment.

At noon, she ate casually and went to bed. She thinks that rich people can go to the hospital to spend money to see a doctor when they are sick, and if they are sick, they can just find a place to lie quietly for a while like a kitten and a puppy, and that's it. She had just fallen asleep when she heard a knock on the door. As soon as she heard the knock on the door, she knew that Aunt Hao had come to see her. She got out of bed and opened the door, and saw that Aunt Hao had come to bring her burritos. Aunt Hao is from Henan, and the burritos are thin and crispy, which is particularly delicious. Therefore, Aunt Hao has to send some to Xiuxiu every time she cooks cakes.

Aunt Hao saw that Xiuxiu looked listless and weak, so she asked Xiuxiu, "What's wrong with you?" Xiuxiu told Aunt Hao about her illness and medical treatment. Aunt Hao immediately called Uncle Hao by pager and took Xiuxiu to the big hospital on a bicycle to see a doctor. Uncle Hao took Xiuxiu to the medical school in a car, and found an acquaintance who was an expert in the inpatient department. The specialist took Xiuxiu to the radiology department for examination, and the result of the examination was indeed acute pleurisy. So, the expert said that if he was hospitalized, it would cost at least two or three thousand yuan, but he knew that Uncle Hao and Xiuxiu were not rich, so he prescribed medicine to Xiuxiu and asked Xiuxiu to go home and take medicine and injections slowly. Xiuxiu wanted to prescribe some medicine in the hospital, but Uncle Hao said that the medicine in the hospital was too expensive, so he rode to a pharmaceutical factory in the western suburbs to find an acquaintance and buy some medicine.