My Best Wife

Chapter 933 Father Is Sick (4)

Fang Zhiqiang hurried over and patted his back: "Dad, stop talking. Hurry up and get a good rest."

Fang Zhiqiang's father was still asking: "Have you eaten? Hurry up and take a break." Fang Zhiqiang forced him to lie down and stop talking.

Fang Zhiqiang walked over, asked Daling the doctor in charge of his father, and went to the doctor's office to ask about his father's specific situation.

"Are you his family?" The doctor looked at Fang Zhiqiang and complained, "You people, you usually only care about making money. The elderly in the family don't ask questions when you throw it away, right? So old, you too Really bear with me. Fortunately for your father’s situation, I was sent early this time. I looked at the situation. He has been sick for a while, and I don’t know how the pain came down." The doctor said, shaking his head repeatedly: "This It’s still good. Now I find that there is still a cure. If you get to the stage of stomach cancer, what is the use of the more money you make? And your father still has rheumatism, the respiratory tract is not very good, and he has chronic bronchitis. There are also injuries, you are children, see for yourself what to do."

Fang Zhiqiang couldn’t say a word of shame: The doctor said that he was not at all wrong. It was indeed that he was not devoted enough to his father. Otherwise, how could he contract his father’s body pain and vomit blood before he was caught by Dalin. Brother found out.

Fortunately, I asked Dalin to take care of his father. Otherwise, if the father is alone, what really happens, the consequences would be unimaginable. When Fang Zhiqiang remembered this, he felt cold sweat on his forehead.

"Your father has a perforation. It is very serious. I suggest that you believe that you should not undergo surgery to remove the ulcer as soon as possible. Otherwise, the consequences will be endless. In addition, even after the surgery, the patient can no longer carry any weight. Labor, in addition to the diet and rest of the nursery school. An elderly person, think about how to take care of it." The doctor said again.

"Then doctor, when is the appropriate time for the operation?" Fang Zhiqiang hurriedly asked the doctor.

"Of course, the sooner the better. His perforation is not small. If it is dragged on, he will inevitably bleed again. Your family members will discuss it and give us an exact time for the operation."

Fang Zhiqiang carefully understood his father's condition with the doctor before he came out of the office. After he came out, his mood was only heavier. He cared and took care of his father too little, too little. He was really not a conscientious son.

"How? What did the doctor say?" Bi Luochun was sitting in the corridor at the door of the ward, smoking a cigarette, chatting with Brother Lin and Fang Zhiqiang's aunt. He was actually very tired. After all, he drove the car along the way and didn't sleep for a while. His nerves were always in a state of high tension, and he was really tired.

"The doctor said that it is necessary to perform an operation as soon as possible to remove the ulcer, and then continue to nurse." Fang Zhiqiang said.

As soon as he said this, Fang Zhiqiang’s aunt sighed heavily: "I told him this morning, and we all said it would be fine to have an operation. As a result, he had to listen, your dad’s stubborn temper. You know, you two are alive. He is not willing to perform surgery, saying that it can be cured by taking medicine, and he has to use a knife. The hospital now not only slaughters people, but also cuts meat. We took turns to persuade him. I won't listen to anyone."

"Why is Dad like this?" Fang Zhiqiang was puzzled. "It's not a big deal to get sick and have an operation, so why don't you want to be treated."

"He is afraid." The aunt said, distressed and angry: "He is afraid that when he is old, he will not be able to get on and off the operating table in case of death. He will leave without seeing you start a family..." the aunt said. Tears have been wiped out: "Your mother went early and didn't see you getting married and starting a business. This is his life's pimple, so he wants to watch you live a good life for your mother and find a virtuous wife to live a solid life, he I can rest assured. What has been planned in my entire life, isn't it all for you?"

Fang Zhiqiang’s heart, because of his aunt’s words, it took a long time to say: "Let Dad rest for a while, and I will talk to him later and persuade him to perform the operation. Aunt, Brother Dalin , My dad is fine now, you guys go and rest for a while."

In fact, he is the one who needs the most rest, but he just can't sleep, and doesn't want to sleep. His father's condition affects his heart all the time.

Bi Luochun didn't go to rest either, just sat with him.

"You go to bed, there is a bed over there, after a while, I will confirm the operation with my dad before going to the hotel." Fang Zhiqiang said to Bi Luochun.

"I'm fine, I'm not tired. Besides, don't you have to endure the same way as me? It's fine." Bi Luochun handed over another cigarette, "What are you planning?"

Fang Zhiqiang took the cigarette and vomited a puff of smoke before he said, "I have to persuade my dad to do the operation, and then take him to Shanghai for care. This way, I can't rest assured." He frowned." I have to find a way to buy a house quickly, and look back to see if I can find a way to get some loans and buy the house. I would have known that then I would not open a branch, just buy a house first. Hey, I’m still poor or poor. Otherwise, you are stuck like this?"

Bi Luochun nodded, then said apologetically: "Blame me for being bad. At that time, I spent a lot of time and I didn't think about the long-term. Otherwise, I can leave some money and I can help you at this time..."

Fang Zhiqiang waved his hand: "If you have money, you should take care of yourself first. Neither of us is better than anyone else. Your burden is heavier than me."

The two chatted piecemeal for a while. The doctor came over to change the medicine. It happened that Fang Zhiqiang's father was in better spirits. Fang Zhiqiang hurried over. At this time, he wanted to find a way to persuade his father to perform the operation.

"I won't do it." Father said with some anger, "It's not a young man. It's okay to take a knife and take a piece of meat on the belly. It can grow. I know my body, and I can take medicine. For ten or eight years, until the day you marry your daughter-in-law and give birth to a child, who can guarantee the operation? People will lie there and let them draw the knife back and forth. How is it different from the meat on the chopping board?"

The older a person is, the more stubborn he thinks and the more his temper is like a child. Fang Zhiqiang's father is like this at this time, especially because of illness, he is aging faster.

"Dad, your current situation really only has to have surgery to remove the ulcer, otherwise the next time you will feel pain and faint and vomit blood or something, you will still have to suffer again, and I have to leave my job in Shanghai, far away. Come back, what do you think you are in the picture? Besides, the doctors are now at a very high level. Gastric ulcer is a common disease. It is easy to perform surgery and you will not suffer any more in the future." Fang Zhiqiang patiently Coaxing his father. "If you are not at ease and worry about the poor level of the doctor, let's go to Shanghai to do it."