Chapter 648: Sadness
Tong Shenglin and Duan Huan's conversation also came to an end, and the two tacitly agreed not to continue the previous topic, so as not to make Ivan sad.
Under Ivan's service, Tong Shenglin, who drank two sips of hot water, soon became less energetic, and his whole state was tired and atrophied.
Seeing Tong Shenglin like this, Duan Huan actually couldn't tell whether he was physically uncomfortable, or because he had negotiated Ivan's problem with Duan Huan, but his worries made him angry.
"Ivan, you accompany your grandfather to take a nap, and I'll go to the grocery store to buy vegetables," said Huanhuan pretending to be relaxed: "I'll cook in the evening, what do you all want to eat at night?" ”
Ivan served Tong Shenglin and lay down, before he suppressed his voice and spoke, "Sister Xu, I'm not a picky eater, I can eat anything, can you make a ball soup for my grandfather?" ”
Tong Shenglin's favorite dish is fresh meatball soup, and Ivan remembers this preference very well.
"Okay! If you buy meat, you make meatball soup. He smiled and straightened the crooked brim of Ivan's hat, and then went out the door with his bag.
The black market near the hospital has long since dispersed, and she can only go to the grocery store, otherwise she really doesn't know what kind of vegetables are abundant in Jixi at this time.
I visited two grocery stores in succession and there was no meat, one did not serve pork at all today, and the other pork stall only had two smooth conical bones left.
In the end, she only bought two pieces of tofu and a bunch of vegetables, and after wandering around the streets, there was an extra piece of fat and thin pork belly in her net pocket.
The meat was taken out of the space by Wan Huan, and a large bag of herbs was also prepared, and a medicine bag for Tong Shenglin to make a hot compress could relieve the pain a little.
After working for two hours, the meatball soup was delicious and delicious, and was unanimously praised by everyone.
Especially Tong Shenglin, his appetite greatly exceeded the amount of food in the terminal cancer, and he ate five meatballs in a row, and he still felt that he was not satisfied.
"Old Tong, you can take it easy!" Duan Huan scooped a spoonful of tofu steamed eggs for Tong Shenglin, "The meatballs are made of pork belly, a little too fatty, you can't eat more!" ”
Tong Shenglin shook his head with a smile, "It's okay, it doesn't matter what I eat now." ”
Duan Huan was helpless, but he also understood that his words were not wrong.
Taboos are indeed a bit of a chicken rib for patients with advanced cancer, especially people like Tong Shenglin, who have an open-minded mentality.
Rather than jealously avoiding this and that, it is better to spend the last moments happily.
In the afternoon, there were exactly two patients discharged from the ward, and the beds were vacant, Ivan said that he would stay in the hospital for vigil at night, Wang Dapeng stayed with him, and let Duan Huan go back to the guest house alone.
The next day, Tong Shenglin was full of energy and radiant, but he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
When I came back from washing the lunch box at lunch, I saw Tong Shenglin explaining his last words to Ivan, "I will hand you over to your Sister Xu, you follow your Sister Xu home, and she and Xu Zuzu will take care of you for me." ”
"Grandpa, I'm not going anywhere, don't you want me!" Ivan threw himself on the hospital bed crying.
Tong Shenglin touched Ivan's head, "Silly boy, I am reluctant to leave you, but my body is useless, and I must arrange you before I die!" ”
"I don't want grandpa to arrange, I just want grandpa's illness to get better, woo~" Ivan couldn't cry.
Tong Shenglin's eyes were also red, "My eyes are about to die, don't you listen to me?" ”
"Grandpa, I, I'm obedient, you don't want to die!" Ivan took Tong Shenglin's hand and begged.
"Silly boy, the matter of life and death, it is destined by God, no one can say it!" Tong Shenglin sighed.
Although Ivan is young, he has seen the cruelty of life a long time ago, and because of this, he is more dependent on Tong Shenglin.
"Don't cry! I also miss your grandmother and your mother, I am dead, I am going to reunite with them. Tong Shenglin rubbed Ivan's head.
Ivan sniffed, "Really? ”
"Of course it's true, I dreamed of them last night, and they must have come to pick me up," Tong Shenglin paused, "I have to listen to your sister Xu in the future, understand?" ”
Ivan didn't believe Tong Shenglin's dream-like rhetoric, but he clearly knew that Tong Shenglin's body was really dying.
"Grandpa......" Ivan cried out with a hic.
This mournful call is extremely sad.
Duan Huan stretched out his hand to caress Ivan's back, which was shaking because of sobbing, "Ivan, don't cry, see you cry, grandpa will be sad too!" ”
Tong Shenglin said solemnly to Duan Huan: "Little fish, Ivan, please leave it to you!" ”
"Don't worry, I will live up to your trust." Huan reassured, and took the little hand of Ivan held by Tong Shenglin.
"Your Xu family has always been trustworthy, Ivan follows you, I can look at it." Tong Shenglin nodded and said slowly, he spoke slowly and laboriously, and the whole person was like a bellows that had been in disrepair, making a dull and slow gasping sound.
"Grandpa, you rest for a while, and then talk later." Ivan hurriedly helped out of the quilt.
Tong Shenglin closed his eyes with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm really a little tired, I'll squint for a while!" ”
"Mmmm, grandpa, you sleep, I'm here to guard you." Ivan said and tucked the corners of the quilt for Tong Shenglin.
Duan Huan felt that her throat and nose were sour, and her eyes were swollen and astringent, she really couldn't bear to tell Ivan that Tong Shenglin's eyes were squinted, and it was very likely that she would never wake up again.
The doctor was invited by Wang Dapeng and came to this conclusion, "Whether the liver is in a coma or not, it depends on the patient's luck." ”
Ivan didn't cry after listening to the doctor's words, but just sat quietly in the chair, guarding Tong Shenglin without blinking.
The miracle did not come, and when night fell, Tong Shenglin passed away quietly in a coma.
The whole process was very calm, and there were no symptoms of convulsions or yelling in most patients with hepatic coma, but they simply stopped breathing slowly.
After checking the pupils and pulse, the doctor officially announced Tong Shenglin's death.
Ivan didn't cry or make trouble, he didn't even shed tears, he just held Tong Shenglin's hand and sat quietly in front of the hospital bed motionless.
wanted to send Tong Shenglin's body to the morgue, but he still refused to let go, and the nurse had to forcibly break his hand, and he cried "wow".
Duan Huan stroked his back over and over again with his hands, allowing him to vent the grief in his heart.
Compared with the previous calm to a little numb, Duan Huan prefers him to cry, if he keeps his grief in his heart, it will be a big deal.
Ivan's tears soaked through his sleeves several times, until the tears dried up and his voice was hoarse, and his physical strength and spirit could no longer support it.
After the formalities of the hospital were completed, what Wang Dapeng saw was Ivan who fainted and leaned on Duan Huan, he took Ivan over and carried him back to the guest house.