CHAPTER XVIII
After the big quarrel, Yu Chunchun didn't come over again.
Cousins and aunts came over with their sons and daughters-in-law.
Before coming, Yu Chunchun called her father and said that her parents and sister-in-law were coming over.
"Ah Jun, I'll smile at them later, don't keep a straight face," Dad ordered me in advance.
"Okay, okay, okay, got it.
Dad, I listen to you".
"Forced smile" received Yu Chunchun's family and told them that Yu Chunchun was very good and brought crucian carp soup every day.
Thank you for their care about Dad.
"Dad, how am I doing today? Does it meet your criteria? "I joked with my dad.
“。。。” Dad wanted to say something, but he didn't, smiled at me, and nodded.
As soon as my father's stomach is swollen, the bed doctor will open a list and ask my father to do an X-ray fluoroscopy.
The doctor gave me a list, and I couldn't help it.
It's impossible for my dad to walk over now, he can't stand anymore, and he pushes his wheelchair over.
The ward nurse (the nurse who was specially pushed to do the check-up) pushed my dad, me, my cousin-in-law, and another relative to go over together.
"In a week, I did 11 examinations, and I was not well ill, so I was only busy opening the examination list"
A family member in the elevator was complaining.
Teacher Xiao raised his head and smiled.
"Well, 11 times a week is a bit more," I agreed.
The elevator reaches the fixed floor, the wheelchair passes through a long corridor, and then takes the elevator to the X-ray room.
There was no one waiting at the door of the fluoroscopy room, and in a moment my dad's name arrived.
"Xiao Huiqing's family, Xiao Huiqing's family", the doctor who did the examination opened the door and came out.
"Here, what's the matter?" I ran over and asked.
"You're his daughter, right, your father is standing alone now doing perspective, he can't stand anymore, and he needs any of you to come and help him",
The doctor walked past me and looked at the nurse, who shook his head.
The doctor looked at his cousin-in-law.
My cousin-in-law stood there awkwardly and did not speak, did not answer.
"I'll come, I'll come, doctor, I'll come", I raised my hand and motioned for me to come in with my dad for an X-ray.
After all, X-ray fluoroscopy has radiation, and we can't force others to do things that may harm our health.
In the past, I was always taught "ladies first", but now there is an empirical evidence.
After entering the house, the doctor told me to wear heavy radiation protection clothes and a heavy radiation protection hat. I just feel that the hat and clothes are really heavy.
When I was ready, I picked up my dad and walked to the perspective panel.
"Dad, look, take a photo with you", I joked with Mr. Xiao.
"Ah Jun, thank you" Teacher Xiao was polite to me at any time.
It only took two minutes to shoot.
Dad was in a wheelchair outside the door.
As I was taking off my protective suit, a young man with glasses asked, "Is this old gentleman your father?" ”
"Hmm," I replied wearily.
"It's only been a long time, why is the old gentleman so serious? It was okay last month." The bespectacled young man asked me in a low voice and concern.
"No way, do you have any better ideas?" I asked after him.
"No, no".
"Ask the doctor again?"
"I've asked, I've asked"
The tight string was about to break, and I was so oppressed that I almost cried.
"Thank you for your concern. Thank you" I turned around and carefully wiped away my tears, barely pretending to smile, before going out to see my dad in a wheelchair.
I am especially grateful to this unknown optician, although it is just a simple greeting, but I can feel his genuine concern for my father.
Dad has countless students, colleagues, and friends in his life, but at the end of his life, there are only a few people who can care for him from the bottom of his heart.
Among the few was the unknown optician in the X-ray room of Aoyuan Hospital.
If people can know in advance, in the end, there are only a few people who know and care, will they ignore the previous process, will they omit their care and help to others?
The answer should be no.
Mr. Xiao is a warm-hearted person, a character who is "needed", and a character who "can't see others suffering".
Alas, forget it.
Life is unpredictable.
Even if you "know", you will still do it, or you will not do it.
This "foreknowledge" does not guarantee an exact answer, but only vaguely feels likely.
To do or not to do it will be affected by the environment, mood and other factors at the time.
That's pretty much life like that.
Now someone tells you what to do,
If it doesn't turn out as you want, you'll regret listening to him.
If you don't do it, but the answer is what you've been pursuing, you'll be annoyed that you didn't listen to "him".
Distinguishing "foreknowledge" requires years of cognitive accumulation, and what can be seen from the surface can only be the appearance.
If you don't have rich cognition, and follow the "foresight" action of outsiders, and you are lucky to get what you want, it will only be that the "outsider" has rich cognition in this aspect, and this "outsider" is indeed for your sake and reminds you, and then your luck is the same as winning the lottery.
It's complicated in my heart.
Teacher Xiao is getting thinner and weaker.
The face has not changed much, thanks to the advantage of a slightly larger disc bone.
The bespectacled female doctor met me in the corridor and stopped to talk to me: "Your father is like this, you have to be mentally prepared." The suggestion is to send it back, we have the car ready."
"No way, I can't just send my dad back", I blurted out, tears in the frame of the mirror reaching my lips.
"Impossible," I said to myself.
"Well, if you decide to send it back, tell the nurse desk about it, there's a driver's phone number over there."
The female doctor's eyes were full of distress, and she stared into my eyes and said.
Dad was so tired from lying on the bed that it was difficult to even raise his hand.
I stayed by the side, looking at my dad, at a loss.
Dad opened his eyes with difficulty: "Ah Jun, you stay here with me all day, it's too tired, it's too long to stay in the hospital, go home and rest."
I looked at my dad distressedly and pretended to be relaxed: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to accompany you in the hospital."
"Besides, I'm leaving, what should I do if my mother takes insulin?"
Dad smiled weakly and said, "I'll take your mother's insulin." ”
I struggled to squeeze out a smile at my dad, shook my head, and turned my head to hold back tears.
For Dad, endless tears.
For Dad, I dried up my tears.