Chapter 37: Those who strive to stay alive

In early May 2017, Shen Yifeng's condition worsened again and he was admitted to the hospital again. Since it has been made clear that there is no need to continue treatment, what the hospital is doing now is to try to alleviate his pain and let him continue for a longer period of time. Shen Yuanyuan attended classes at school during the day, and she had already applied for day school, and she would rush to the hospital immediately after the last class in the afternoon.

I don't know what kind of strength supports her, but she's been in okay form lately. She has already figured out several outpatient emergencies in the hospital, and she has not missed too many school classes. Carrying her schoolbag in and out of the hospital every day, she felt that she was covered with the smell of disinfectant water. Because of the special situation, Shen Yuanyuan can now skip the weekly test on Saturday, so that she can stay in the hospital directly on Friday and not have to rush to school the next day.

It was another ordinary Saturday, and Shen Yuan woke up from the bed of the nurse in the ward, and it was just dawn. She took the meal ticket she had booked yesterday and prepared to go and get the unified breakfast. The patients were all unconscious, and at this time everyone had already woken up one after another, making some squirming sounds, and some moaning and lamenting sounds because of the pain. Shen Yifeng had a rare good sleep today, and he was still asleep at this time, Shen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to tuck the quilt for him, and then walked out of the ward lightly.

After accompanying her father to finish breakfast, Shen Yuanyuan set up a small table in the ward to do school homework, and the aunt in the next bed kept praising her for being sensible, and said again and again, "I can take care of my father at such a young age." ”

Shen Yuanxuan smiled a little embarrassedly, "Auntie, I will be seventeen years old in November this year." ”

"Seventeen." The aunt sighed, turned her head and asked her husband who was taking care of her at the bedside, "If the eldest is still alive, is he still so old?" ”

"What are you doing with this?" The man spoke reproachful words, but in a light tone. Obviously, I just don't want her to think about sad things, not annoy her.

"Ahem, when I saw such a big little girl, I remembered her. When I saw a very little girl, I thought of her. The aunt was still talking to herself, and the uncle turned his head and smiled embarrassedly at Shen Yuan, saying, "Don't be surprised, girl, my eldest daughter was in a car accident when she was five years old, and we always think of her." ”

Shen Yuanyuan knew that no matter what he said to comfort him at this time, it was futile to say anything, some sadness just couldn't be eliminated, and after so many years, uncles and aunts were probably used to living with this kind of sadness. If you miss it once in a while, just keep it going.

After chatting with his uncle and aunt for a while, Shen Yuanyuan continued to bow his head and did not speak anymore.

It was a good day, the sun was dappled through the shadows of the trees outside the window, she looked up and squinted at the sun, and heard the sound of the call bell coming from the ward I don't know, and then, a group of nurses and doctors hurried by. The few months in the hospital were the period when she felt that she was growing the fastest. From a girl who is only sad about low scores and the boy she likes, to a family member of a patient who faces life and death and takes charge of herself. From a silly child who only knew how to cry in the heavy rain after knowing that his father was sick, he became an "adult" who could take care of his father and his own studies.

For the first time, she understood that in addition to psychological suffering in this world, there is another kind of suffering that is more real, that is, the suffering of reality - these days she is taking care of her father in the hospital, and it has become a daily routine to not eat well and have no time to sleep. That's all she finds difficult, but the adults bear a lot more than that. It turns out that adults don't feel sad, it's just that they are really suffering from reality, and no one has time to be sad. To give a very simple example, when an old person dies in the family, the grandchildren of the old man will cry bitterly, but the children of the old man will not seem to be fluctuating to prepare for the funeral, and will not shed a few tears until the funeral. It's not that it's not sad, it's just that even sadness needs to find a suitable space.

Shen Yuanyuan knew that among her peers, there were only a few people who encountered her situation, but she no longer complained. Whenever she wanted to ask "why am I", she remembered that on a rainy night, Zhou Minggao said to her, "Instead of thinking about why, it's better to think about what to do." ”

At that moment, she felt that Zhou Minggao was really like an adult.

After writing a test paper, Shen Yuanyuan picked up his mobile phone and looked casually to see if there was any new news. Except for a small notice in the class group, only Zhou Minggao sent her a sentence, "Where is it?" Come out and play. ”

Shen Yuanyuan sent him the location of the hospital.

Zhou Minggao didn't reply again, Shen Yuan thought, he probably understood that she was saying that she was not available. Unexpectedly, he called directly an hour later, and Shen Yuanxuan forgot to turn on the mute, which was startled. Afraid of disturbing her father and other patients who were resting in the ward, she quickly turned it to silent and went to the corridor with her mobile phone.

"Hello? What's the matter with you, I said I wasn't available. She lowered her voice and asked Zhou Minggao.

"You mean you're not available? I thought you were calling me to come to you. He said it as if it were true.

"......" Shen was speechless.

"I'm here, come out for a while."

"Oh, okay, don't mess around, I'm accompanying my dad, I really don't have time to play with you."

"I didn't make a fuss." His tone was quite serious, "I'm not calling you to play, I'm here to visit your father, you come out and pick me up." With that, he hung up the phone.

Shen Yuan looked at the screen helplessly, and saw what he sent again, "Come down!!!! ”

After telling her father that a friend came to her, she finally reluctantly went downstairs. Zhou Minggao was standing next to a green plant at the main entrance of the hospital. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and he did look like he was coming to see a patient.

He cut his hair quite shorter, and wore a white shirt-style half-sleeve, which had a very summer feel. The air conditioner in the hospital corridor was always turned on very loudly, and Shen Yuanxuan was still wearing a not thin coat at this time.

She frowned as she walked over to him, and he smiled.

"What's the matter?" After standing still in front of him, Shen Yuan asked such a sentence. Zhou Minggao didn't answer directly, but stretched out one hand and pushed Shen Yuan's eyebrows heavily.

He said, "No matter what you frown, it's not good-looking." ”

Shen curled his hair, "Don't move your hands and feet, I'm not that familiar with you." ”

"I'm here to see my uncle."

"Forget it." Shen Yuan said angrily, "Don't go up and make noise with my father, he is already sick enough, and it's strange not to be angry when you see me leading a boy who doesn't look like a mess to see him." ”

"It's good to say boys, what do you call boys???"

After the success reached Zhou Minggao, Shen Yuan also smiled. "Okay, okay, tell me what the hell you're here for, I don't believe you're just here to deliver these."

"Here's it." Zhou Minggao didn't directly answer Shen Yuanyuan's words, and stuffed a notebook into Shen Yuanyuan's hand.

"What's that?" Shen Yuan's first reaction was - it won't be a love letter.

So she didn't dare to open it directly.

Zhou Minggao: "Don't worry, it's not a love letter." ”

Shen Yuanxuan was guessed in his mind, and glared at him angrily, "Who said that I think it's a love letter, how can anyone write a love letter with such an ugly book." As she spoke, she opened the notebook, and what greeted her was all kinds of high school math formulas and some key and difficult questions. She recognized it as Zhou Minggao's handwriting.

Unlike when he wrote her a small card, his handwriting this time was regular, as if he was afraid that she would not be able to read clearly. He drew each key point with a different color pen, and there was a blank page for answering the difficult questions, and then there was an answer and a step-by-step analysis written by himself when he turned the page.

He really did too hard, and Shen Yuan was stunned for a long time and didn't say anything. Until Zhou Minggao pushed her head again, "Why are you stunned?" ”

"This is too precious...... "For her, who was in high school at this time, this kind of delicate note was really valuable and could not be measured by value.

"Of course it's precious, I've been writing for half a month, can it not be precious?" Looking at Shen Yuan's difficult face, Zhou Minggao couldn't help but smile. "Okay, you can take it, otherwise what do I, a person who has already gone to college, want to do with this, and sell it for money? Moreover, this is what I wrote for you, and I guess only you can understand it. ”

He made sense, and Shen Yuanyuan couldn't refute it, and to be honest, of course she was very moved by this precious treasure. "Thank you then." She held the note in her arms, took his bouquet of flowers, and cleared her throat, "Say, if you have anything you want, I will return the gift." ”

"It is indeed conditional."

Shen Yuanyuan thought that Zhou Minggao would say something similar to letting her be his girlfriend to tease her, and was thinking about how to answer, but Zhou Minggao said, "You just promise me that I will study hard." ”

Shen Yuan was full of question marks.

"Even if it's hard now, study hard, and study hard even if there are harder and more unhappy things in the future." Zhou Minggao said, "Also, let's take the exam for our school." ”

"A big? I don't plan to go to a school in the province, and I can't get into A University. ”

"You don't have to answer me in a hurry, that's not what you have to think about right now. It is enough to study the premise of taking care of your father and taking care of yourself. ”

Shen Yuanyuan was originally a little moved by his rare seriousness today, but before she could be moved for a few seconds, Zhou Minggao changed his words and patted her shoulder and said, "Come on, little brat, my brother has finished high school." ”

Shen Yuan: "......"

Bidding farewell to Zhou Minggao, Shen Yuan went back to the hospital with a large bouquet of flowers and the book he gave him. There was still a long queue in the corridor of the outpatient department, there were still people sleeping on the chairs in the rest area with tired faces, and the inpatient department was still quiet. She pushed open the door of the ward where her father was, and saw several patients sitting around playing cards, and when she came back, her father said to her like a child, "Come and help me see how it works, Dad is going to lose!" Shen Yuan stood in place, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

In the summer, it gets dark early, and the sun still shines nicely in the room. The chirping of birds outside the window seems to be singing some kind of music, and it is also like singing about all the people in this world who are suffering but are still trying to live.

She suddenly felt that everything she had worked so hard at the moment had a different kind of beauty.