light, short, scattered

Chapter 194: "People Are Rich and People Are Rich" (Part [-])

Without hesitation, I immediately asked the company for three days' leave.

There are only three days of annual leave in a year, and I used them all without thinking about it.

Without thinking too much, I called my colleague.

I gave him a few hundred yuan and handed over the current work to his colleagues who were resting at home.

I took a taxi after leaving the company and went directly to No. 1 Civil Hospital.

The driver and I were chatting and laughing and driving very fast.

He seemed to think that I was going to see a doctor, so he echoed the driver's words and didn't want to make things complicated.Using the excuse of stomachache, he quickly arrived at the door of the hospital.

21 yuan in change, the master smiled and took a twenty-dollar piece without caring about it.He waved his hand and said, "If you can't find it, don't use it. Go see a doctor quickly."

With a wry smile, he got out of the car and walked into the hospital.

I took out my cell phone and found the familiar number among the recent calls and called it.

I don't know how many times it rang before the phone was picked up.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hello? Why are you calling me?" the female nurse's voice said.

"Where is the owner of this mobile phone number? I am her grandson." I said.

"At No. 1 Civil Hospital." The female nurse's voice said.

"I'm already at the entrance of your hospital. Where is the specific location?" I said.

"Inpatient department, room [-]. I went to work here, and the summons bell rang again." The female nurse said.

"Okay, I'll be right over." I said.

Frowning slightly, Grandma didn’t answer the phone calls herself twice.Could it be that it's so severe that I can't speak, or is it something else?
After taking a look at the surrounding buildings, I couldn't tell which of the five or six buildings was the inpatient department.

Along the way, I asked the doctors and nurses in white coats who passed by, and finally got to the innermost six-story bungalow.There were three words "Inpatient Department" written in red on the building of the bungalow. I knew I had found the right place.

Entering the inpatient department, the elevator went to the sixth floor.

Standing at the door of [-] but not daring to go in, after thinking for a while, I no longer had much impression of grandma in my mind.

Standing outside the door, I dialed the familiar number again.

The bell rang suddenly, a little embarrassed.

"I'm like a fish in your lotus pond, just to watch the bright moonlight with you..."

I looked inside and saw that the phone in the innermost of the four beds rang.

“Lotus flowers are still fragrant after swimming through four seasons...”

When I saw the patient in the next bed reaching out to ring the summons bell on the bedside, I realized why it was the nurse who answered the call.

I quickly hung up the phone and walked in. The cell phone playing the ringtone was placed beside the bed.

One of the other three patients on the bed said, "Who are you, young man?"

"Where is the old man on this bed?" I said.

"Let's go for a walk. I can't wait any longer. I'll be back in a minute. Just wait here."

"Walking?" I said, thinking that I wasn't critically ill?

"Both the front and rear feet, don't you think they're back?"

I turned my head and saw my grandma standing at the door.

He put his hands in the pockets of his thick cotton clothes and walked in slowly.

"Baby." Grandma said with a smile.

I was a little embarrassed and thought of something at this time.

It seems that when I was little, my nickname was Baby.

"Grandma?" I said.Grandma came over with a smile and immediately sorted out my clothes.

"Everywhere you rub it, there's dust everywhere." After my grandma said that, she turned me around and slapped me on the back repeatedly.

"Is there ashes behind? Have you seen all this?" I said.

"I saw it when you were standing at the door, and I was still thinking about what idiot was covered in dust and didn't even know it." Grandma said.

"No, no, no, wait. A doctor said before that you are sick. Which doctor is it?" I said.

"You mean Xiao Gao?" Grandma said with a smile.

"Xiao Gao?" I repeated.

The patient on the bed next to him said: "Doctor Gao is at work, Department of Internal Medicine. Your grandma should have the phone number. Just look at your grandma's mobile phone."

It dawned on me, and I walked to the bedside of the hospital bed and picked up my phone.

Sure enough, there was a name named Xiao Gao in the address book. I imagined that this grandma could type in Pinyin.I guess some nurse doctor saved this Xiaogao for my grandma, so I called him directly.

"Hey, grandma, is something wrong?" the man's voice opposite said.

I thought it was Dr. Gao, and the patient seemed to be talking about his condition in his ears.It seems that I'm at work, I don't know if it's appropriate to say it now.

"I'm Jock, you said my grandma..." I turned around and glanced at my grandma.

Grandma was patting my clothes hard from behind. I covered my phone a little and put it down and said, "Wait a minute, Grandma, I'll go out and be right back."

Grandma put down her hand and said, "Then you come back early."

I quickly walked to the corridor, picked up the phone again and said, "What on earth are you talking about that my grandma is critically ill?"

"There are two things here. First, your grandma's critical illness is an excuse for you to see her." The doctor said.

I let out a long sigh and said, "What you said is a lie, right? It's okay, right?"

"No, no, it's true," the doctor said.

"Wait a minute, I'm confused." I said.

"Your grandma has no relatives, and her known uncles and aunts are all abroad. She wanted to see her relatives, so she told me to pretend to be critically ill and call you over," the doctor said.

"Is everything okay?" I said, feeling relieved.

"This is nothing from your grandma's perspective, which is the first thing. But there is another thing, which is quite serious." The doctor said.

"Say." I said with a slight frown.

"That's right, because she is alone. We dare not tell her the true condition of her illness directly. You should know that your grandma is over 70. She now has signs of spread of two lesions on her body, which is actually no different from a critical illness. . But we dare not tell her, but I will make it clear to you when you come." The doctor said.

"You mean, my grandma is really sick." I said in disbelief.

"Yes, your grandma's situation is a bit special. We don't dare to show her the report. I have all the case information she has. I think these can be handed over to you now. After all, you are her relative. " said the doctor.

"Okay, doctor, where are you? I'll go get it. I'm at your hospital now," I said.

"It's okay, my place is a bit messy. I'll just go to the inpatient department after my lunch break. I'll tell you about your grandma's condition by the way. I'm busy now. You can spend more time with your grandma." The doctor said .

"Well, can't it be treated?" I said.

"Well, I'm still treating other patients here. Let me give you a rough summary of your grandma's current physical condition. If it's not just a lesion, we don't recommend surgery," the doctor said.

"Okay, let's talk about this when you are here." I said.

"Okay, I'll hang up." The doctor hung up the phone.

I stood there and looked at my grandma who was in the ward at this time. Grandma had a loud voice.

From a distance, you can hear her pointing at me and saying, "See, this is my grandson who works in a state-owned enterprise."

He was chatting without saying a word with the patient in the bed next to him.

I rubbed my face to make sure I didn't look too sad.

I walked in slowly.

(End of this chapter)