big city small home

Chapter 12
Two people are walking in the park.

Finally, I chose to sit on the bench near the artificial lake.

A cigarette was lit in one hand.

Lao Zhang usually doesn't smoke, which shows that what he is going to say today is unusual.

The old man opened his mouth.

He has been a trainer for so many years, and he has long practiced the good ability of speaking.

Lao Zhang said that what he wanted to talk about was a personal experience that had been buried in his heart for many years and would not be easily revealed to others.

That was 20 years ago.

At that time, he was like Lu Zhenzhong now, full of vigor and determination, and believed that the future was promising.

Although he is only the head of the maintenance section, he has actually started to manage a small team of more than a dozen maintenance workers.Driving a scooter worth about [-] yuan, living in a newly replaced commercial house, with a pair of lovely twin daughters at home, and his wife selling clothes while writing novels, life is very busy.

When he was at his peak, his mother, like Lu Zhenzhong's father, suffered from cancer.Also lung cancer.

Like every family with a serious illness, he also faced the same question: Can it be cured?How much does it cost?Lao Zhang made up his mind in a second without discussing it with his wife.

rule!No matter how much it costs!

What he thought was that without his wife, there would be no him.

His father died early, and his mother raised him alone, and her kindness is as heavy as a mountain.

For him, my old lady can get up at the third watch in winter and sell buns with naughty stuffing, day after day, until she is exhausted and can't do it anymore.Why can't he sell the car for his old mother's savings?

After the old lady stopped selling steamed buns, she cut off her income.

At that time, he had already joined the army as a firefighter, and my wife could spend the savings and wait for him to honor her.

But she didn't. If she couldn't make steamed stuffed buns, she would push a trolley for deep-fried dumplings, and stand beside the subway or sell them in nearby neighborhoods.Every day is smoky, and the lung problems may have fallen from then on.

The old lady is not a competitive woman, but she puts her son's wife on her shoulders which is not firm.

By selling steamed buns one after another, and frying oily dumplings one after another, she did it.

With the money I saved, I bought a wedding house for my son, had a wedding, and married a wife.Let Lao Zhang, a child without a father, be as beautiful as a child with both parents.

The old lady was ill, and Lao Zhang felt that he was willing to dig out his own lung and replace it with the old lady.What's the point of spending money on things outside your possessions.

He immediately took his mother to the tumor hospital for examination, registered with a specialist, and took the shortest time to make a diagnosis, and then she was hospitalized for treatment.After he finished all this, he told his wife what illness the old woman had.

The wife is not an unreasonable person. She respects his decision and just reminds him that he should set a safety line.

In other words, spending money on medical treatment is a bottomless pit, and when the money is spent to a certain extent, it should stop.

Lao Zhang heard this sentence, but didn't listen to it in his heart.

My old lady is sick, how can I not cure half of it?

His wife had adenocarcinoma in lung cancer, which was in the second stage of the middle stage when it was discovered, and it was not yet advanced, and it had not spread.In his view, as long as active treatment, there is a possibility of cure.

Lao Zhang was so focused on curing the disease that he never thought about anything else.For example, therapeutic purposes.The purpose of someone's treatment is to cure, while the purpose of someone's treatment is to prolong life and improve the quality of life.

Lao Zhang has only one idea: to be alive, above all else.

The therapeutic effect does not depend on the will of the person.Lao Zhang's mother was diagnosed with lung adenocarcinoma in April, and was immediately admitted to the hospital for surgery. After surgery, she had six rounds of chemotherapy and had regular check-ups thereafter.One year later, in June, the PET-CT showed recurrence of lung cancer and liver metastasis.

"Surgery and chemotherapy cost more than 8 yuan at one's own expense in eight months. Surgical instruments, consumables, wards, some ICU care, and some drugs that are purely at one's own expense are not covered.

At that time, my family had almost 6 in savings.I spent [-] yuan without any discussion.The wife was just a little unhappy and didn't say anything.

Looking back now, it's normal for her to be unhappy.I didn't even discuss it with her. I ignored her and didn't respect her. I only thought that I earned the money, and I treated my old lady's doctor. "Speaking of this, Lao Zhang sighed deeply.

Lu Zhenzhong reflected on himself, he would not fail to discuss it with Sang Baiyue.On the one hand, there are reasons why he respects Sang Baiyue, and on the other hand, most of the family's money is in Sang Baiyue's hands.He didn't even know which bank card Sang Baiyue kept the family's large savings.

"After my mother's lung cancer recurred, she underwent genetic testing and used targeted drugs. I remember very clearly that the name of the drug was Tarceva. A box of seven small tablets cost 18000 yuan. I also remember the price very clearly.

This targeted drug is not covered by medical insurance.

The examination is at your own expense, and so is the medicine.It's like spending money to buy your life.

Life is so difficult that time seems to be frozen.I'm like a donkey in a harness.I wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.My opponent is fate.

I spent all the money in my car, sold the car cheaply, and started to borrow money from relatives and friends.My wife's clothing business stopped because I spent her purchase capital. "

After using targeted drugs, Lao Zhang's mother's tumor has been effectively controlled.

During the year of taking Tarceva targeted drug, Lao Zhang spent a total of 22 yuan.

Lao Zhang was in debt and ruthlessly withheld the family's consumption.He gritted his teeth and held on, and his belief was very clear: never give up until the end of the mountain.He and his wife have never bought new clothes since the old lady fell ill.The children wore old clothes and shoes worn by the neighborhood children.

The wife became silent day by day, and her face began to look pale.He pretended not to see.

Lu Zhenzhong's heart tightened when he heard this.He couldn't imagine what would happen to Sang Baiyue, who loves petty bourgeoisie and pays attention to the quality of life, after reducing consumption.

In the second year after Lao Zhang's mother took the targeted drug of Tarceva, she developed drug resistance and the tumor re-expanded.

After re-detection of EGFR gene mutation, the doctor recommended Teresa.

The price of this drug is more expensive, 30 yuan for a bottle of 51000 tablets.

"You heard me right, [-] a bottle. It's not covered by medical insurance. It's all at your own expense.

At that time, the profit of the automobile factory was good. I worked overtime and could earn more than 1 yuan a month.But I still can't afford a bottle of medicine worth 5 yuan.I was single-minded and refused to give up saving my old lady, so I thought of selling the house. "

Sell ​​a house?
Anting Xinyuan, which he bought in Anting, Jiading, flashed through Lu Zhenzhong's mind.His father paid [-]% of the down payment for the house in Anting Xinyuan. Now, is he willing to sell the house for his father's medical treatment?For a while, there was no answer.

There was a cloud in the sky.

The thin rain seems to be there, the air humidity is very high, and breathing is a bit stuffy.

On the surface of the artificial lake, there are fish pecking at the water surface.There are layers of circular ripples on the surface of the water.

"I want to sell the house. The wife who has been silent and patient all the time spoke up. She said that if the house is sold, I will get a divorce."

Lu Zhenzhong listened so intently, with a strong sense of substitution, that he forgot the smoke between his fingers.

Not knowing whether it was the word "divorce" that disturbed him, or the silently burning smoke stung him, Lu Zhenzhong twitched.

(End of this chapter)