The Godfather of Surgery

The plane arrived at Nandu Airport at 9:30 in the evening, but it is now eleven o'clock and no one has arrived yet.

Has the plane arrived? Mr. Ning was a little tired and his voice was hoarse.

Arrived early, Xiao Feng has already received Uncle Nong and his younger brother, and is on his way to the hospital. Miss Ning sent another WeChat message to urge.

Why haven't you come yet, this child— Mr. Ning's eyelids were heavy. After he finished saying this, he squinted and rested.

The room was silent, except for the sound of machines, blood flowing in and out along various pipes.

The doctor kept checking the machine, analyzing the reported test data, and issuing various medical orders. The nurses were busy executing the medical orders and making timely nursing records.

Blood oxygen has started to drop! the doctor in charge of the demon lung reported.

There is thrombosis, and the efficiency of blood exchange has dropped! Director Wei analyzed.

After a long time, Mr. Ning narrowed his eyes and said:

Kiki, why is it so dark, don't turn off the lights!

Miss Ning looked at the light in the room, it was on, she felt a stun in her heart, and tightly grasped her father's hand.

Dad, the lights are all on, don't be afraid!

The sound of several machines is a bit noisy, and the guardian occasionally emits a drip alarm.

look!

The latest blood test results came out, Director Wei whispered to Yang Ping to see.

All the inspection sheets are normally grey, those with high indicators are red, and those with low indicators are blue. Now all the inspection sheets of Mr. Ning are either red or blue.

And the critical value, that is, when this indicator reaches life-threatening, the laboratory will report the critical value, and there will be a special plum blossom mark next to the critical value. Now the inspection list is not one or two critical values, but a piece of critical value. value.

On the nurse's desk in the emergency ward, phone after phone rang, the nurse held a notebook, listened to the phone, and registered critical values. She never stopped.

Combining all the inspection reports, Yang Ping and Director Wei sighed helplessly: multiple organ failure, disseminated intravascular coagulation, acute pulmonary embolism, acute myocardial infarction, and acute cerebral infarction have all started. As a living body, Mr. Ning has physiological functions. The avalanche has begun.

Time is running out, the candles are exhausted, the candles are swaying in the wind of the night, and the small and weak flames are about to go out.

Life always has an end, but some people leave quietly, and some people always look back and wait.

——

Xiao Feng, hurry up! Uncle Nong kept looking at his watch, grabbing at his pants with both hands, his palms were sweaty.

Ten years later, he should have forgotten that he has a son. I grew up with his roar. In his eyes, I am a useless person. He hates everything I do and doesn't like it. I He loves music, but he doesn't understand it. He remembered that I won a prize for the violin in middle school. I told him excitedly, how much I hope he would praise me, even a word, what would he do? He threw my prize, a bronze model of the violin, into a Going to the trash can and scolding me for not doing the right thing and playing with things, I will never forget that scene, forever! Really, forever! From then on, I knew that he didn't have my son, he gave up on me. I don't care, I have my own life and I don't have to follow his will.

Xiao Ning sneered, shook her head to herself, and kept looking out the window. He was tired, holding a bag in his arms, with long curly hair, exuding artistic temperament.

You are wrong! He loves you deeply, but in a way you don't like, and he never gave up on you. After you're in prison, you don't want to see him. Every time your birthday, he will be outside the prison, A person squatted and smoked, no matter it was raining or snowing that day, from morning to dark, all day long. You left without saying goodbye after being released from prison. He tried his best to find you. He knew that some clues were deceptive. Or do not hesitate to rush; do you still remember a composition in middle school - my dream? In the composition, you wrote about the life you most yearn for, singing in a bar, playing the violin, and describing the beautiful dream in that dream The bar, he built a bar based on your essay, and he did every brick and tile by himself. For this reason, he also fell and fractured his lumbar spine, and lay in bed for a whole month and a half; in the past ten years, he I call your name in my dreams, I want to sit down with you, face to face, and have a good chat. Nongbo was haggard and his voice was hoarse.

Xiao Ning was silent and kept looking out the window, holding the bag tightly in his arms.

Remember this one? The old factory area has now been demolished. You and Qiqi lived here when they were children. After the factory closed, everyone was laid off. I followed your father to start a career. Do you know how hard we were at that time? Of course you don't know, because your father will never tell you, and he will not tell you any more. After your mother died, he has not remarried. Why? Just for fear that you will be wronged! With his status, it is difficult to remarry Not only did he not remarry, he didn't even have any scandals, why? It's all about taking care of your siblings' feelings! If he doesn't care about you or you, he can have ten or eight sons, but he still needs this time, waiting eagerly Are you back? The child who was injured by you has to send money every month. This is in addition to the compensation. Every year during the Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and the child's birthday, he will arrange to visit him in person. What is he doing? Atonement for you, atonement for you! Uncle Nong was a little excited and coughed.

Xiao Ning took a deep breath, his chest was a little blocked and he felt a dull pain. This old factory area is full of high-rise buildings. The buildings from his childhood no longer exist, but some childhood memories are still fresh in his mind.

Dad, my stomach hurts!

Don't be afraid, with Dad here, the hospital will be here soon.

When Xiao Ning was five years old, she had acute appendicitis in the middle of the night, abdominal pain, and a high fever. It was precisely that night that there was a typhoon, a violent storm, the bus was suspended, and there was no car on the street. The ambulance might be blocked on the road and it was delayed. He was wrapped in a raincoat, held in his arms, and ran through the storm until he reached the hospital.

Child! If you miss something, you will regret it for the rest of your life; if you lose something, you will never have a chance to make up for it!

Nong Bo handed Xiao Ning a tissue, he wiped away his tears, remained silent, and looked out the window.

Nong Bo's phone rang, and his heart tightened, an ominous premonition.

Uncle Nong, Dad is dying! Miss Ning's voice was trembling on the phone.

Come on, Xiao Feng! Nongbo urged, tears streaming down his face as the Rolls-Royce galloped in the dark.

Your father is dying— Nongbo groaned, grabbing his thighs and looking out the window.

Xiao Ning took a few breaths on her nose: Hurry up—

——

Suddenly, Mr. Ning reached out and groped for something under the pillow, and Miss Ning reached in to help him find it, and took out an exquisite copper violin model.

See him, give this to him, tell him I love him and he's the best!

The trembling and dry hands put the violin in Miss Ning's palm.

Then he returned to the semi-recumbent position, lay down, turned his head to the side, and looked in the direction of the door.

Mr. Ning closed his eyes, his voice was low, and he muttered to himself:

Qiqi, open the door, you stay, let the doctors go out, thank you everyone, thank you Doctor Yang, you've worked hard!

Time passes silently, life!

After a long time, Mr. Ning sighed and his voice became even lower.

The ship is here, it's time for me to go, this boy—

Qiqi, it's getting dark, go and call my brother back-

He kept his head turned to the other side of the door, never spoke again, and two lines of tears fell down.

dad!

Miss Ning knelt in front of the bed, holding her father's hand, which was cold.

The wave pattern on the ECG monitor trembled for a while, and then became a straight line.

——

The elevator door opened, and Miss Ning's secretary greeted her. Uncle Nong didn't wait for her to speak, and rushed in with Xiao Ning. The secretary immediately let the security go.

Come on! The last one!

With the hurried steps, Xiao Ning was carrying his bag and panting. Uncle Nong's fat body followed behind, urging him constantly, pointing to the last ward.

When he rushed to the door, the door was open, and it was empty inside. The nurse was doing cleaning work inside. He recognized his sister who was sitting beside the bed and sat calmly.

Xiao Ning walked to his father's hospital bed step by step. The bed was empty. He asked blankly:

Sister! Where's Dad?

He's gone, let me wait for you here!

My sister handed it over, a bronze model of a violin.

He put it on the pillow for ten years, let me return it to you!

He left saying he loved you and you were the best!

This is just an implanted little story. I have seen too many life and death partings in clinical practice. In the face of life and death, human nature is vividly displayed, there are evil and good. As a book, it is better to describe the beautiful side of human nature. Writing a book is not only cool, but also a little deep. The inspiration for this implanted story comes from Inception. Those who have watched Inception will not forget the tender father-son story in it. The last scene of Fisher seeing his father, I think it is a film and television work The most successful scene in the last scene, in just a few tens of seconds, expresses deepness, helplessness, misunderstanding, love and hate, and warmth incisively and vividly, paying tribute to the screenwriter and Nolan! My writing power is limited and I cannot reach that level, but I also want to implant a concept for readers through this story: cherish every day, cherish the people around you, speak calmly, be more tolerant and considerate, and put your best side Presented to parents, children and lovers. In addition: whether it is meaningful for readers to mention that some unimportant characters have too much writing and ink, I would like to tell you here that this book is just a little bit of the prelude, just the foreshadowing in the early stage. It will not spend too much pen and ink to describe redundant and meaningless people, nor will it waste pen and ink to describe irrelevant things. It's just that some characters in the book, even supporting roles, have to have their own lives and struggles. The plot of the book unfolds steadily, and the grades of the book rise steadily! Still that sentence, with all the gentlemen as company, you will be able to travel far! Thank you for your continued silent support, bow! salute!