Become a burden in a period novel

Qin Wangshu and Aunt Luo got into the military jeep together. Aunt Luo felt at a loss sitting in the back seat.

Qin Wangshu held her hand and supported her silently. The experience of the past few days was something Aunt Luo had never seen in her life. If she hadn't been worried about her son, she might have backed out long ago.

They were sent to the military district's guesthouse. Aunt Luo wanted to ask Chen Bing why he didn't go to the hospital, but before she opened her mouth, Chen Bing gave her an explanation.

"It's past the hospital's visiting hours, and you and your sister need to rest up."

Chen Bing booked two rooms for them in the guesthouse. The rooms were very clean and the thermos inside were already filled with hot water.

The next morning, Aunt Luo got up early. Qin Wangshu also got up early because he had something on his mind and did not sleep well.

Lin Bing came early in the morning and took them to the cafeteria for breakfast before sending them to the hospital.

They arrived very late last night, and this morning Lin Bing was again very leisurely. This attitude made Qin Wangshu feel a little more at ease.

If Yang Mingye's condition was really very dangerous, they would definitely be more nervous.

They walked all the way to the hospital and finally saw Aunt Luo's son in the ward.

Seeing her son's body wrapped in many bandages, still lying tightly on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, and showing no reaction to the people coming into the ward, Aunt Luo's tears, which she had been holding back, suddenly flowed out.

Qin Wangshu had been staying by Aunt Luo's side. He had no way to deal with her reaction so he could only take out his handkerchief and hand it to her.

Aunt Luo took a handkerchief and wiped her tears randomly, then rushed to the bedside, calling her son again and again.

Qin Wangshu's eyes also became a little moist. She tried hard to blink back the tears in her eyes.

"I, I'll go ask the doctor what he says." Qin Wangshu felt that he couldn't bear to watch this scene, so he said to Lin Bing next to him.

"Well, the doctor's office is next to the stairs, and Comrade Yang's attending physician is surnamed Li." Lin Bing has discovered in his interactions with them over the past two days that although the woman in front of him is not very old, between the two of them, the one who makes the decision is Comrade Qin.

"Thank you, Comrade Lin." After saying that, Qin Wangshu turned and walked out. When he reached the door, Qin Wangshu wiped away the tears that had already flowed with his hands.

Knowing where the doctor's office was, Qin Wangshu went straight there.

In this ward, Aunt Luo half-knelt beside the bed, carefully stroking her son's face.

There were no injuries on Yang Mingye's face. His injuries were mostly on his upper body, which was wrapped tightly with bandages.

His lower body was also injured, and one of his legs was fixed and hanging in the air.

Seeing her son so badly injured, Aunt Luo felt extremely distressed, but her son's injuries were caused by defending his country. She couldn't say anything, but this was the son she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy, and he was the only son of her and her husband.

"Aunt, don't be too sad. Comrade Yang's injuries have been treated. The doctor said that as long as he wakes up, he will be fine." But even if his injuries were healed, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in the barracks.

His leg was a comminuted fracture at the knee. With current medical conditions, he was lucky to be able to save his leg.

But he couldn't tell Aunt Luo this. Now that Yang Mingye hadn't woken up yet, how could he rub salt into the family members' hearts?

Aunt Luo's tears flowed silently and were wiped away by her handkerchief.

"I know, I just feel sorry for him. Thank you for troubling you today, Comrade Lin. We have already met Da Wa. If you have anything to do, you can go and do it."

Aunt Luo has gradually calmed down now. She can't continue to be immersed in sorrow. She must cheer up so that she can take good care of her son.

"Aunt, I don't have anything else to do. I will stay here with you for the next few days. If you need anything, just tell me directly." He and Yang Mingye are comrades-in-arms. Now his family has come to take care of him. He is unfamiliar with the place, so he has to stay here no matter what.

Moreover, the captain gave him the task of entertaining Yang Mingye's family, so he naturally had to complete it seriously.

He originally thought that there would be only one man coming, after all, the two sides were too far apart, and it was not easy for a woman to travel. But he did not expect that there would be two women coming.

If this is the case, there will be more things to do here, so how can he just leave them here?

"Thank you for your help!" Aunt Luo forced a smile.

Afterwards, she no longer paid attention to Lin Bing, but focused all her attention on her son.

Yang Mingye was still sleeping soundly, without any reaction to the situation outside. Aunt Luo kept calling in his ear, but Yang Mingye did not give any response.

"Aunt, the doctor said that his head is fine. He might have been too close to the explosion and was injured. He also hadn't rested for a long time before that, so he has been in a coma.

In fact, being in a coma is good. He can’t feel the pain after the operation because he is in a coma. "

Seeing Aunt Luo so sad, Lin Bing could only speak to comfort her again.

"Yeah." Aunt Luo had not seen the doctor, and didn't know whether what Lin Bing said was true, but she also knew that Lin Bing would not lie to her.

She didn't call Yang Mingye again, but just stared blankly at the person lying on the bed, tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes.

Lin Bing didn't know how to persuade her, so he could only find a job to do. "Aunt, you stay here. I'll go get a pot of hot water."

After saying that, he walked out carrying the kettle.

I heard that Yang Mingye was the only child in his family, and his father was a martyr, which meant that he and his mother depended on each other for survival.

Lin Bing understood Aunt Luo's pain very well, and he knew that nothing he said now would be of any use. The only thing that could make that aunt less sad was for Yang Mingye to wake up.

Aunt Luo looked at her son lying on the hospital bed and seemed to see her husband in a trance.

Her husband lay in bed like this and died, leaving her and her son alone.

Now her son was lying here too, and she was really a little scared. She had just been holding her son's hand just to make sure that her son still had a pulse.

In fact, she wanted to try breathing, but Lin Bing was in the ward all the time, so she couldn't do that. Now that Lin Bing had left, she immediately put her finger under Yang Mingye's nose.

After feeling the warm breath, Aunt Luo let out a long sigh of relief.

It’s great that my son is still alive!

The heart that had been hanging in the air could finally be put down. As long as he was alive, that was enough! No matter how badly injured he was, as long as he was still alive, that was enough.