My dad doesn't drink porridge anymore.

In the morning, I hurried to the hospital floor and saw a round plastic tray hanging from my father's neck, connected to a plastic tube that led to his nose.

"Dad", I was about to ask my dad what was going on, but my dad raised his right hand with great effort to wipe his tears.

Anxious, I quickly threw away the burden in my heart, went over to caress my father's hair, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, as long as my stomach is not swollen, I can take it off."

After calming my dad to sleep, I sat next to him anxiously and watched his breathing in distress.

I don't understand how I can be so tormented by doing countless good deeds in my life and helping countless friends and students.

From the hospital to check out the good - to: eat a pancake and have a swollen stomach - to: the hospital does a CT scan and finds a problem——— to: find a Shanghai expert for surgery———

To: The body cannot perform surgery due to its own reasons————

To: Chinese medicine has no curative effect————

To: bloating can only be hospitalized————

To: I ate shila la oil, ate ruguo sugar steak to clear my stomach, and thought there was hope———

To: Eat liquids

To: Alleviate bloating symptoms with mangxiao————

To: Use a plastic disc to aspirate the gas in your stomach to reduce bloating—————

To: Today。。。。。

About Dad's:

One hope came, another was dashed;

Here comes hope - dashed———

Hope is ———— dashed。。。。。

No one can accept this process.

Looking at my dad distressedly, I sat next to him and couldn't help but cry and sob.

Dad opened his eyes and weakly took my hand to comfort: "Don't cry, don't cry It's okay",

Teacher Xiao caressed her daughter's face and stroked the tears on her daughter's face.

One by one, the power of the world is disappearing.

Master Ding, a nurse, told me that when I went out just now, the doctors and nurses couldn't understand what my father said.

I learned according to Master Ding, but I couldn't think of it for a long time.

Bringing paper and pens, my father "drawn" a word on the huge white paper, a very cumbersome word.

According to what he usually worries about, and according to the shape of his mouth, I guessed that this character was the "uncle" character of my uncle.

He hoped that his uncle would come and help us.

However, what Dad couldn't predict was that when people left, the tea would really be cold.

I went out to get food, and a novice nurse came over to make shila oil for my dad.

She did not add warm water and then shi la oil to mix and then inject according to the regulations, because she was in a hurry to save the patient.

caused my dad to choke and cough.

Then the asthma didn't stop.

I called the nurse over and yelled at her, "Don't you know what an emergency is? ”

"You are in a hurry, we understand, but you can't add it indiscriminately according to the regulations!"

I continued to yell.

Dad waved his hand and didn't let me make noise.

I'm in a hurry.

Find a nurse.

Find a doctor.

Find a doctor and ask for an ICU specialist to come for a consultation.

Several experts came to our office to ask for our opinions:

Dad's current condition, if you go to the ICU, it will be up to 2 days.

But if you don't go to the ICU, up to one day.

If you are admitted to the ICU, your family cannot accompany you and can only visit you for half an hour a day.

In addition, the trachea must be incised.

In other words, if something happens to Dad, we may not be around for the whole process.

The doctor told us to make a decision as soon as possible.

Go back to the ward.

Go back to the ward and ask Dad.

Go back to the ward and ask my mother.

Mom leaned into Dad's ear to discuss.

In the end, it was decided not to go to the ICU.

Listen to Dad's panting and hear Dad's own decisions. I was fidgety and restless back and forth next to the nurse's desk.

Finally crouched down and broke down and cried.

"I can't stand my dad suffering like this"

"I can't stand watching my dad suffer"

"I can't stand it".

Xiao Huang next door came over and squatted down.

Squatting next to me, he took my head and let me lean on her shoulder, caressing my hair:

"Sister Xiao, Sister Xiao, Uncle Xiao can't help it himself."

"Sister Xiao, Uncle Xiao doesn't want to see you sad"...

How could there be such a tragic moment in the world?

I witnessed my dear dad leaving.

My mom is close to blindness.

I walked to the ward, put warm water in a towel, and carefully wiped my face and ears for my father.

Rub the contours of Dad's ears little by little;

Rub each fold;

Wipe his eyebrows and smooth out a few long eyebrows;

Wipe the nose, wipe the wings of the nose;

Wipe your lips.

"Ah Jun, Ya. Tooth.. ”

Dad told me vaguely.

My mother, Master Ding, and the nurses couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Dad, it's teeth, right?" I asked my dad with certainty.

"Hmm," Dad smiled weakly at me.

Take out a toothpick and remove a gauze from the bowl.

A layer of gauze was tied to yaqian, and his fingers pinched the gauze on this end of yaqian, and yaqian with gauze on the other end cleaned his teeth.

"Alright, Jun." Dad said vaguely.

"Dad, your teeth are comfortable, right?" I asked my dad.

"Hmm". Dad gasped and replied.

Mom, Master Ding. It's all outdoors. I was asking the nurse if there was any other way.

indoors

Dad gasped for breath, and I was there for him.

I took off my mask and kissed my dad on the forehead, "Dad, love you".

Dad gasped and smiled at me.

"Dad, I love you", I leaned into Dad's ear and told him. In tears.

"Dad, I love you," he told Dad in tears.

My dad gasped for breath, tears streaming down his eyes, nodded at me, and smiled slightly.

Dad gasped... Panting for air.

The doctor came and did the nebulization for him, a moment, a moment, a moment...

My dad, Xiao Huiqing began to fall asleep... Gently sleeping ...

Sleeping...

As soon as the morning dawned, the bedside instrument walked in a straight line...

As soon as the morning dawned, my dear father, Xiao Huiqing, walked to another world.

In this world, I have lost my dear, loving father, who is used to me like a child.

May my dear Dad,

In another world, there is no more sickness, only beauty.