murder scene 2

Chapter 61 Living Hell

Dabao straightened up and leaned on the back of the chair. The muscles on his face were twisted in pain. He said hoarsely to Long Jie: "Officer, do you know what a vegetative state is?"

Long Jie nodded: "I know a little bit: the patient is unconscious, has no thoughts, is ignorant, and is no different from a plant except that he can breathe -"

Dabao laughed sadly: "Yes, it is no different from a plant! But if this plant is your flesh and blood relative, how would you feel if you watch it suffer every day and shrink day by day? Ha, medical science College students and teenagers who don’t know how to feel sad say that the corpse pool in the autopsy room is a blood hell. What do they know?! The human world is the real living hell!" He sobbed deeply.

Long Jie didn't say anything. He took a box of tissues for Dabao and waited quietly for him to calm down.

While wiping his face, Dabao choked and said: "When my brother came out of the operating room, he was still under deep anesthesia. The doctor told us that he would gradually wake up in three hours, and asked us to stay by his bedside and observe carefully. Notify the doctor immediately if he shows signs of awakening. We asked the doctor how the operation went, and the answer we got was, 'It went very well, the tumor has been completely removed!'"

"We stayed by my brother's side, waiting from three hours to six hours, and then from six hours to 24 hours, but he fell into a deep sleep with no sign of waking up. It was not until 48 hours later that the doctor said that my brother's condition was very serious. It may not be optimistic. He said that brain surgery causes great damage to the human brain, and the rich and fragile cranial nerves are also very slow to recover. If the nerve damage is severe, some people are likely to be in a comatose state for a long time——"

"We all listened in a daze and wondered if this was a normal form of 'poor postoperative reaction'. However, didn't the doctor say that the operation went well? We timidly asked the hospital a few days later. The hospital was extremely impatient and threw the surgery notice in front of us. It contained more than 20 possible unexpected situations during the operation. Each of them seemed to include my brother's situation. My father's signature was underneath. We have nothing to say—"

"Later, we carried my brother home. At first, we hoped for a miracle. Just like the doctor said, his brain nerves would gradually recover, and then suddenly he would wake up one day -"

"Although my house was smaller at that time, there were at least two rooms. One room was dedicated to my brother. He lay in bed all day and fell asleep without knowing whether to urinate or defecate. The room had a strong smell all day long. I was When I was in high school, my studies were so intense that my mother couldn't take care of her alone, so my father retired early, and the situation at home was even worse—"

"Can you imagine the scene of two gray-haired old men, one holding and the other supporting, bathing and wiping my vegetative brother? My brother has been lying in bed for two years and has never had bedsores on his body. My parents wipe him every day. I have to work as I should. Although my brother is ignorant, he still needs to take various medicines. The family’s savings have long been gone. My father applied for the special poverty subsidy, and the street allowed him to open a small grocery store. That’s it, I I couldn’t even pay the tuition fees, so Xiao Shu’s parents sponsored me. I was a boarding school student in high school and ate in the school cafeteria. Do you know what my parents ate in those two years? My mother went to the vegetable market every day before dawn. At that time When the vegetable vendors were selling vegetables, there were rotten vegetable leaves all over the floor. My mother would pick the ones she wanted and take them home, wash them, and eat rice with my father—"

"My brother can't chew. There is a tube running through his esophagus, so he relies on it for feeding. He has been eating liquid food for two years, and his weight has dropped from 75 kilograms to 40 kilograms. He is over 1 meters tall. You can imagine what he looks like. Huh? A year later, our family belatedly thought that maybe the hospital had lied to us - the comatose state and the waiting for the brain nerves to recover were simply fooling us! He was in a vegetative state after the operation!"

"When I took the college entrance examination, my brother had been in a coma for two years and was in a terminal state due to failure of all his organs. I had been very depressed during those two years. That matter weighed on my mind and I could never think clearly! The college entrance examination results were not clear. It was not good, but I was admitted to a junior college at that time. On the day I got the admission notice, my brother passed away. No one in the family cried, not even my mother shed a tear. In the past two years, my brother had been in a vegetative state. My loved ones have been tortured so much that they can no longer even feel pain or shed tears!"

"During my brother's funeral, my relatives all came to express their condolences. They were all the lowest-level citizens in the city. Although they talked a lot about my misfortune and said that the hospital was unreasonable, everyone was half-convinced. Who knew if it was because of my own illness? ―After all, he has a brain disease. Isn’t it reasonable for a brain disease to turn into a vegetative state? I felt even more uncomfortable after hearing what these uncles and aunts said. My brother died so miserably, but in the end we didn’t even know how he died. I don’t even know! My brother was in a vegetative state before he died. After his death, I believe his soul will regain his clarity and consciousness. He knew all about it, so he should not rest in peace at our ignorance, right?!"

"After the funeral, I tore up the admission notice. I thought that if I didn't find out what happened to my brother, my life would be in vain! My brother also died, and the burden on the family suddenly disappeared. My parents I could take a breath. I immediately packed up my books and went to the resumption class, telling my parents that I would take the medical school exam next year. My parents did not blame me at all. They had no requirements for me and said that as long as I lived well, they would be satisfied. , don’t interfere with my decision. I spent a year of hard work, put my brother’s photo on my desk, went to bed until early in the morning every day, listened to the chicken and danced, and finally got admitted to the brain surgery department of the Medical University in the second year. ."

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