Maybe it was because our voice was too loud, and my uncle suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me.

"You're here!"

Saying that, my uncle wanted to sit up from the bed, because he didn't have any strength in his body, and he just got up a little bit and immediately lay back on the bed.

"Uncle is in a hurry, I also want to come earlier, but Yichen's work is too busy, so I waited until now to deliver the noodles, but uncle, don't worry, Yichen said that he will cook whatever you want to eat in the future."

When I spoke, Song's mother had already put the noodles in front of her husband and fed him with her own hands.

"I thought he wanted to deliver it in person tonight, but when he just went out, the hospital called an emergency patient, so he went over, otherwise he would have personally delivered this bowl of noodles to you today."

Actually, I don't want to lie to my uncle, but for my uncle to have the perseverance to live, I can only occasionally tell these lies to deceive my uncle.

Although I said from the beginning that Song Yichen would come to see my uncle, but a month has passed, and this thing has not come true, maybe he knows very well in his heart, what I said is just to deceive him, but my uncle still believes in me very much, and is very happy to cooperate with the doctor's treatment every day.

Uncle Song, who was sitting on the bed eating noodles, couldn't help but shed tears while eating, and he still had a smile on his face, which made me really uncomfortable in my heart.

"This noodle is really delicious, I didn't expect my son's craftsmanship to be so good, but it's a pity that after so many years, it's the first time I've eaten it, if he can live with us, maybe I can eat his cooking every day."

Mother Song also shed tears sadly when she saw her husband like this.

"Husband, my son will cook whatever you want to eat in the future, didn't I say it just now, as long as you want to eat anything in the future, my son will cook it for you, so from tomorrow onwards, we will eat the meals made by our son every meal."

Uncle Song ate the noodles desperately, but after a few bites, he suddenly spit it out, and the noodles that he spit out actually had a lot of blood in them.

When I saw the blood, I was so scared that I immediately pressed the pager on the bed.

And Song's mother also quickly took out a tissue to wipe the blood on her husband's mouth.

And at this moment, someone suddenly broke in, and with our surprised faces, Song Yichen helped Uncle Song to the bed and fell asleep smoothly, and reached out and gently stroked his chest.

When I reacted, I found out that this person was none other than Song Yichen, which surprised me and Song's mother, especially Song's father who was lying on the hospital bed.

Father Song, who was lying on the bed, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Son, you are here, I thought that when you died, you would not come to see me, I didn't expect you to really come today, even if I let me die now, I will be blind."

As Dad Song spoke, tears quietly flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"Didn't the doctor tell you that you can't eat too quickly, and you can't eat too much at every meal, have you all forgotten? If I hadn't been there, would you know you're no longer here? ”

I watched Song Yichen speak so excitedly, I knew that he was embarrassed to come in just now, so he quietly followed me.

But thanks to him coming along, if something goes wrong with his uncle at this time, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

"I'm sorry, in fact, these doctors are all confessed, but it's the first time I've eaten the noodles you made, so I'm very excited, and these things you make are really delicious, so I forgot about these instructions, but don't worry, I won't be like this next time."

Although Song Yichen's tone of voice was very fierce, he exuded a strong sense of concern.

I looked at them, and I suddenly missed Mother Wu and them! It's been a busy time, I haven't been back to see them for a long time, and I don't know when I'll be able to find time to go home and see them.

"If you want to eat anything in the future, you can let Xinxin come back and tell me, I'll help you do it, you won't gobble it up like this, don't you know what your current situation is? I don't want the doctor's efforts to be wasted by you like this. ”

And at this moment, Uncle Song's attending doctor ran in.

"What's wrong with the 32-bed patient?"

Seeing Song Yichen's anxious look, I could only smile awkwardly.

And at this moment, Song Yichen walked over.

When the attending doctor recognized Song Yichen as the director of the general hospital, he immediately smiled.

"Dean Song, when do you have time to come to our hospital, why don't you notify us when you come, and let us welcome you."

I looked at the attending doctor who looked strangely handsome, but his speech was full of sycophants, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

I don't know how his medical skills are, if he really can't do it, in fact, Uncle Song can also be transferred to a general hospital, and besides, in this city, the technology of the general hospital is top-notch.

"I only came today to see a friend, I didn't expect my friend to be your patient."

As soon as he heard that Bed 32 was Song Yichen's friend, the attending doctor came to the bed very anxiously, and listened left and right with a bugging device, and was slightly relieved after making sure that there was no problem.

But when he saw the blood on the ground, his brow furrowed.

"I didn't expect that Dean Song, your friend would come to our hospital for treatment, but your friend's condition is not very optimistic, but if Dean Song makes a move, I believe this condition is not very difficult."

Although the attending doctor ostensibly invited Song Yichen to help treat Uncle Song together, anyone with brains knew that if the disease was really cured, such an honor would definitely belong to their hospital, but if it failed, he would put all the responsibility on the head of the general hospital.

Besides, a disease like Uncle Song is also a problem in the world, how can it be as simple as he said, he just wants to use the strength of the general hospital to raise his status.

"Actually, I just learned that this friend of mine is being treated in your hospital, but I also know a little bit about his condition, but I think your hospital should not be able to handle this condition, so I will discuss with your dean and let him be transferred to my general hospital for treatment."

As soon as Director Li heard that he was going to transfer his uncle to the general hospital, his face immediately turned ugly, but Song Yichen pretended not to see anything.

"However, you are his attending doctor, and you should know more about his condition than me, so after being transferred to our hospital, I also hope that Director Li can actively cooperate with our treatment."

I looked at that Director Li and still pulled a face for a second, but when Song Yichen said that he hoped he would actively cooperate, the smile on his face was disgusting.

"Dean Song, look at what you said, we all have to think about the patient, besides, the conditions of your general hospital must be much better than ours, and if the patient is transferred to your hospital, it is also the best choice, if I encounter any difficulties in the future, I will actively cooperate, but Dean Song, my letter of recommendation ......"

Before Song Yichen could finish speaking, he quickly turned around and looked at his father on the hospital bed.

"You can rest for a while, and you will be transferred to the general hospital after I finish the handover."

Father Song on the hospital bed didn't say anything, just looked at his son with tears in his eyes.

"Then Director Li will leave it to you here, I still have something, I will send someone over tomorrow to negotiate this matter, as for your matter, I will consider it."

After saying that, Song Yichen took my hand and was about to leave, but when he walked in front of Song's mother, he still stopped.

"I'll be hard for you tonight, but when I get to the general hospital, I will arrange for the best nurse to take care of him, and you will be a little more relaxed then."

Maybe Song's mother didn't expect that her son would actually say such a thing to her, and she looked at her son at a loss.

When she reacted, she quickly took her son's hand and said.

"Mom is not tired, you go back and have a good rest, you don't have to be too tired."

Although it was just a few simple words, Song's mother showed happiness on her face.

When we left the hospital, Song Yichen didn't say anything, I knew that the progress he had made today was very big, maybe he had to digest it well.

Even I can't accept today's progress, so I have to go back and think about how to continue this thing, or if I can buy red wine tomorrow to celebrate.

Since Song Yichen said that night that he would transfer Uncle Song to their hospital, I didn't expect him to finish the matter the next day.

This speed made me and Song's mother feel very surprised, after being transferred to the general hospital, Song Yichen would occasionally visit him once or twice, but every time he went, he pulled a face, but Uncle Song was already very happy.

Maybe it was Song Yichen's changes that gave Uncle Song a reason to live, so when he was transferred to the general hospital, his condition slowly improved.

Now, in addition to being able to walk on the ground on his own, the amount of food he eats at each meal is gradually increasing.

Although we are all very happy that my uncle's condition has improved, but Song Yichen is not happy, and he pulls a face every day, sometimes I ask him, he doesn't pay attention to it at all, and directly kicks me out, I know that his pressure is very high, but my uncle's condition is under control, isn't he happy?

For example, now I am sitting alone in the living room watching TV, and he is sitting alone in the study and is bored.

In fact, I know that although cancer is getting better now, it doesn't mean that it can be cured, so I can imagine how much pressure he is under, but it's not a way for him to pull his face like this every day.

I was so uncomfortable sitting on the sofa that I quickly got up, and when I came to the study, I didn't dare to go in, because I was afraid that I would be kicked out again, as I had done twice, and it would make me very shameless.

Just as I was hesitating, the door to the study opened.

"Why are you standing in my doorway?"

I looked at him in a questioning tone, and I didn't know what to say, so I could only smile awkwardly.

"I didn't stand at your door, I just wanted to come over and ask you, are you hungry? I'm hungry and I want to eat the noodles you made for me. ”

At this time, Song Yichen looked at me with an unhappy face.

"Miss Lan, if I remember correctly, it seems that it has only been an hour since we finished eating, and your digestion ability is too strong, are you planning to gain weight?"