Life is a Game

Can Sun Guanyun give up treatment? Can Sun Jikai accept it?

The answer is of course not.

Although Sun Jikai couldn't bear to look at his health in these days, his grandfather, who was like a great man, was lying weakly in the ICU and filled with pipes, but at least Sun Guanyun was alive.

Even if it is painless to live without quality, at least to live.

Sun Jikai wanted to rush into the ward and yelled at Sun Guanyun where he couldn't figure it out, what went wrong, why he gave up treatment if he could live, but he couldn't.

He could only keep calling, calling his parents, calling his second uncle, calling his cousin, and calling Sun Guanyun's assistant, and asked them to rush to the hospital to persuade Sun Guanyun.

Except that Sun Zhengqing (cousin) did not receive a call, all said they would rush to the hospital as soon as possible.

But Sun Jikai waited until the right, until Sun Guanyun moved from the ICU to the general ward and waited for Assistant Wang. The other four spoke out saying that people who came immediately seemed to have been chopped off, and they were slow to see people.

Sun Guanyun said that if he gave up the treatment, he would give up the treatment. He refused any intubation and the ventilator. He was breathing heavily in the ward, coughing and screaming all those who tried to persuade him with a hoarse and low voice.

It was so furious that only Sun Jikai and Assistant Wang remained in the ward.

"Xiao Wang, get a wheelchair. I'm going to the window to take a look." Sun Guanyun said.

"Good President Sun." Assistant Wang went outside to get a wheelchair.

"Grandpa." Sun Jikai was so anxious that his tears were about to fall, and now he didn't want anything, just wanted to persuade Sun Guanyun to ICU sooner.

"What about the others?" Sun Guanyun asked.

Sun Jikai spoke for a moment, paused and said: "My parents and my second uncle said they are now ..."

"Also, I'm going to die. They must be busy right now. How can I look at a dead man?" Sun Guanyun sneered.

"No, it's them ... probably ..." Sun Jikai wanted to justify, but he couldn't think of any reason to explain the four people who said they were coming soon, why they hadn't arrived for more than an hour.

Assistant Wang moved quickly. Sun Jikai and Sun Guanyun pushed the wheelchair into the ward after just two words, followed by two nurses.

The two nurses carefully lifted Sun Guanyun into a wheelchair. Assistant Sun Guanyun waved his hand to signal him to go out first, and then let Sun Jikai push him to the window, looking up at the dark night sky.

The night view by the window is not good. Most of the sky is blocked by a tall building in front, and the moon and stars are not visible.

Above the building is dark, and underneath the building is brightly lit. It may be because it is too late and no one can be seen on the road. There are only a few scattered pedestrians.

"Xiao Kai, what's the date today?" Sun Guanyun asked.

"No. 15," Sun Jikai said.

"Then I will fight for a little longer, live till the 16th and die, listen to auspiciousness." Sun Guanyun laughed.

"grandfather!"

"Reluctant?" Sun Guanyun looked at Sun Jikai, and Sun Jikai did not speak.

"In fact, I can't bear it. I should have died long ago. I should have died years ago. At that time, I just couldn't bear it. I was thinking how I would have to live with you for another year, and then dragged on in the hospital. Then I thought about watching you one more day, and then one day after another, until now. "

"Actually, the doctor told me what the disease would be like when it was checked out. I was thinking about it. When I was really sick and could not move, I could only lie in bed and intubate, and I died."

"At that time, I felt that even if I died, I should die with a little dignity. If I died, I should die at home. I must sit and die. I couldn't lie on the hospital bed, dragged me half dead, and finally dragged me to death."

Said Sun Guanyun sighed, even the sigh was very heavy.

"It turned out to be the same, I thought I was not afraid of death, but in fact I was scared to die." Sun Guanyun looked up at the night sky invisible to the stars and sighed, "How could anyone be afraid of death? Even lying in bed I ca n’t say anything. I open my mouth and insert a tube. Every day I open my eyes and close my eyes to see only the white ceiling and white wall. I want to live. ”

"Xiao Kai, hasn't Jubaolou's business been doing well recently?" Sun Guanyun asked.

Sun Jikai hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a little ... depressed."

It's not so good, it's almost a historic low. The Sun family wished that the two brothers would have chaotic management in the Jubao Building. Both the service and the dishes failed, the new customers kept bad reviews and the old customers were reluctant to come again, and the turnover was lower every day.

Sun Jikai ran both ends of the hospital restaurant during this time, and his hair fell down anxiously.

Sun Jikai originally thought that Sun Guanyun would follow up on this question, and he was in the heart to write a manuscript to fool the past. He did not expect that Sun Guanyun would not mention it, and began to care about Jiang Weiguo's physical condition.

"It should be very good. Jiang Feng also sent his grandpa's medical report in the circle of friends. I saw that the final result was that everything was normal and no problem." Sun Jikai said.

"He is in good health and good health." Sun Guanyun coughed twice. "I was the one I despised the most."

Sun Jikai froze.

"I should have told you that Jiang Feng and his grandfather are my brother in name." Sun Guanyun said.

"Have you said that Jiang Feng's grandfather seemed to be a named disciple of Grandpa?" Sun Jikai nodded.

"Aren't you curious? Your grandfather passed on so many disciples, and the number of named disciples is even more numerous. Why haven't I contacted everyone else, but I have been in touch with Jiang Weiguo's old thing for so many years." Sun Guanyun said, waiting for Sun Jikai to have The response went down to himself.

"Your grandfather was a real master. At that time there were no eight major cuisines but only four. The grandfather was a well-deserved first person in Cantonese cuisine. FJ and the wealthy people in the Guangdong and Guangxi areas, and Jubao Louke came like a cloud. Many chefs want to worship. Become a disciple under your grandfather's door. Only Jiang Weiguo, your grandfather wants to accept him as a disciple, he refuses to say that he already has a master, and ca n’t worship other masters, only to be a registered disciple. "

"But also, how could your grandfather be as powerful as his dear, even if his dear is dead, it is a peak that cannot be climbed. But Jiang Chengde, our generation of chefs Who wouldn't know Jiang Chengde. "

"Jiang Chengde?" Sun Jikai was a little confused, and whispered the name, feeling a little familiar but not impressed.

"Jiang Weiguo is an old thing with a weird temperament and a bad temper when he was young. His talents were just like me, and he was so proud. He worked as a chef in a state-owned restaurant in a rural place, and he went back to Beiping one day to buy Taifeng House. The dream of coming back. At that time, what I hated the most was that of him. I felt that he couldn't understand his weight. How could he think that his luck would be better when he got old, and Taifeng House delivered it to him. "

"I used to look down on him, but now it's time to turn him down and look down on me. When I was young, I was so suffocated that I thought about Babao Lixiangge every day and I didn't even have time to care about your dad and your uncle until I was going to die them. I do n’t have time to see me and I deserve it. "

"When I die, remember to call and tell him first, and then call and tell you the younger ancestor Sun Maocai, asking him to come back to Jubaolou to help you, he will agree." Sun Guanyun said weakly, breathing Began to become a little hasty.

"The contact information is to let him give you to Assistant Wang. No matter what the conditions are, as long as you do n’t give him the Jubaolou, you agree, and you must ask him to come back from the port city. Jubaolou has been in my hands for so many years. At the beginning, I still wanted to make persistent efforts to create greater glory, so that Jubaolou was not only the FJ's first restaurant, making it the first restaurant in the south, the first restaurant in the country, but it turned out to be like this. "

"I can't do it. Your dad is also a fool, let alone your uncle. I have already made my will. The restaurant must be left to you. In order to be fair, I will give you most of my money. It ’s all given to your second uncle. You are a good boy, but unfortunately you have wasted too much time in the early years, and now you can only rely on Sun Maocai to revive Jubaolou. "

"I haven't contacted him for years, but he is your grandfather's close disciple and even your grandfather's son. He grew up in Jubaolou from an early age. If you ask him, he will come back."

Immediately after the speech, Sun Guanyun began to cough violently, and then began to pant heavily. He was out of breath and had difficulty breathing.

"Grandpa, please go to bed and lie down. I'll ask the doctor to come over and give you a ventilator." Sun Jikai said that he would push the wheelchair to the bed.

"Don't go!" Sun Guanyun cried loudly, grasping Sun Jikai's hand pushing the wheelchair tightly.

"Don't call a doctor. The scenery is so beautiful tonight and it's not bad to die now. I want to sit and watch the outside die." Sun Guanyun said stubbornly.

"You have to die when you **** it, you have to confess it when you have to confess it. It doesn't make sense to drag on the bed half-dead."

"What's the difference between living and dead? I can't speak or move. It's better to talk like this now and look outside. You see, how beautiful and flashing the lights are outside, if I can see the moon Enough."

"Then I push you down to see the moon." Sun Jikai was already unable to restrain the tears in his eyes.

"No, I guess I can't see it anymore. What time is it now?" Sun Guanyun asked.

Sun Jikai glanced at his watch and choked, "11:57."

Sun Guanyun smiled: "Then I will live a few more minutes and hurry up and say two more words."

"Xiao Kai, your cousin is a good boy but he's not well. Even if your second uncle does something too much in the future, don't give birth to your cousin. You are always brothers."

"If your dad asks you what I left him, you tell him, let him shine his eyes, don't be like a man all day long."

"Tell you uncle, if he still has my dad in his heart, don't do things that I'm sorry I'm sorry for your father."

"Tell Sun Changning, I regret it. In fact, it was also very good to give Jubaolou to him at the beginning. He went to our grandson's genealogy and is also a member of our grandson's family. To whom does his family give it?"

"I'm just jealous of him, jealous of his talent, jealous enough to die to play through that ridiculous game."

"Xiao Kai." The sound of Sun Guanyun's breathing was louder than his voice. "What time is it?"

"It's zero o'clock ~ www.readwn.com ~ Don't be like Grandpa and me in the future. When you die, you will find a lot of regrets too late to remedy. Do what you want to do, and be happy.

"It would be better if we could keep Jubaolou well."

"I want to sit and die."

"Grandpa." Sun Jikai could feel the tears dripping on the back of his hands, but he couldn't feel the tears flowing across his face.

As if the cheek had lost consciousness, it was extremely numb.

The breathing stopped.

At 0.07 on March 16, Sun Guanyun died at the age of 75.

Although there were still many regrets, he fulfilled his last wish.

Sit dead.

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