we are all idiots

When Lu Qiulin arrived at the hospital, he called the contact person in the post, and wanted to know his identity and ward number. At first, the other party was reluctant to say more, but only said that the old man needed to rest. Come back another time.Lu Qiulin told the other party his identity, saying that he and the old man were old acquaintances, and wanted to see the old man.The other party did not answer immediately, and the voice seemed to be asking the person next to him something.After a while, the phone said: "Where are you now, I will go down to pick you up."

"The elevator entrance on the first floor of the inpatient department."

"Okay, you stand still and don't go, I'm coming down now."

About ten minutes later, a man came out of the elevator. He was 27 years old, tall, with black-rimmed glasses on his face, and looked very refined.Lu Qiulin looked at him, and he looked at Lu Qiulin, and then walked towards Lu Qiulin with a smile, "Hello, Teacher Lu."

Lu Qiulin raised his eyebrows, "You know me?"

The man smiled and said, "I've seen you before."

"When?"

"Seven years ago."

"Seven years ago?" Seven years ago, Lu Qiulin worked with the old professor for a period of time. If he met him, it could only be what happened during that time. "Are you...?"

"My name is He Xiao, and I'm a teacher's student," the man stretched out his hand. "I was still in college at that time. I met you when you came to our school with the teacher. You must not remember me."

"Oh, so that's how it is," Lu Qiulin smiled embarrassedly, reached out his hand and shook He Xiao's hand before letting go, "I really don't remember, but it's the same if we know each other now, let me formally introduce myself , my name is Lu Qiulin, and I was fortunate enough to study with Professor Huang for a period of time."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is He Xiao, teacher's student, your younger brother." He Xiao said solemnly.

"Praise me," Lu Qiulin rubbed his nose, "I'm really... ashamed. As Professor Huang's outer disciple, I haven't made any achievements in these years, but..."

There are some things that Lu Qiulin really can't say, but fortunately He Xiao didn't say anything, he made a gesture to signal Lu Qiulin to go upstairs together.

"How is the professor now?" Lu Qiulin asked while taking the elevator.

He Xiao's expression was serious, "It's not very good. In the middle and advanced stage of uremia, some organs have failed, and no suitable kidney source can be found. Even if one is found, the teacher's age is not suitable for surgery. Now we can only use a lot of drugs. to sustain life."

Lu Qiulin took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, "Where is the teacher's son? Has he returned from the United States?"

"You probably don't know," He Xiao sighed, "Mr. Huang, his wife and daughter were all killed in a shooting incident abroad two years ago."

"What!" Lu Qiulin was shocked, "How could this happen?"

He Xiao shook his head, "The teacher's mother died when she heard the news. After a long time of rescue, she still went, and the teacher was left alone. We, a group of students, couldn't bear it. We took turns to take care of him at home when we were free, and accompany him to do Tasks, taking care of daily life, but we still neglect the old man's body after all, and when we find out, it's too late."

Lu Qiulin didn't know what to say, he patted He Xiao on the shoulder, and said, "It's not your fault, you have done a good job."

The elevator door opened, and the two walked out. He Xiao said: "Since the teacher was admitted to the hospital, he has been using the best medicine. His savings and the pension allocated to him have been spent almost. The school has raised some money, but it is still a drop in the bucket. The teacher is unwilling to spend government money. He always says that he has not made any contribution to the country and cannot spend the country’s money. We really have no choice but to think of crowdfunding.”

The two walked into Professor Huang's ward while talking.There was also a man sitting in the ward, about the same age as He Xiao, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, very refreshing, but his appearance was really ordinary.Seeing two people go in, he stood up.

He Xiao introduced softly: "This is my classmate Cui Zhibin, Zhibin, this is Teacher Lu Qiulinlu, our senior brother."

"Hi brother." Cui Zhibin greeted politely.

"Hello." Lu Qiulin nodded with a smile, and turned his gaze to the old man on the hospital bed.

The old man was much more haggard than what he saw in the photo, and his spirit was not very good, but he was still awake.He Xiao bent down and whispered in the old man's ear, "Teacher, Brother Lu is here to see you."

The old man's eyelids moved, and then slowly opened, a pair of cloudy eyes fixed in the void for a long time before they came into focus.

Lu Qiulin approached the old man, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Professor, do you still recognize me? I'm Xiaolu."

The old man looked at him and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but no sound came out. He Xiao put his ear to the old man's mouth, "Teacher, please speak slowly, I will listen."

Lu Qiulin straightened up, looking at the face of the old man who was almost unrecognizable, his nose felt sore.A few years ago, the old man, who was in high spirits and sound like a bell, is now tortured by illness and has become like this. It can be seen that life is only a few decades, no matter how wonderful and brilliant, in the end, he still cannot escape the arrangement of fate.

He Xiao got up and looked at him, "The teacher said, he remembered you, he said you were, uh... a good boy." He Xiao laughed first, probably because he felt that it was a bit embarrassing for the words to come out of his mouth.

Lu Qiulin covered his eyes.What happened three years ago was a big deal. As a person in the education field, Professor Huang must have heard about it. Lu Qiulin knew that the old man believed him if he could praise him at this time.He held the old man's hand, and after a while he took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, Professor."

Lu Qiulin talked with the old man for a while, and before leaving, he took out a bank card and stuffed it into He Xiao's hand, saying: "My ability is limited, these are my thoughts, I will be a help professor, if something happens If you do, give me a call and I'll be there as soon as possible."

He Xiao took the card and nodded slightly.Just when the two were about to go out, Cui Zhibin suddenly stopped them: "Wait a moment, the teacher seems to have something to say."

He put his ear to the old man's mouth, and after a while, he got up and said to Lu Qiulin, "Brother Lu, the teacher asked you if you are busy and if you are interested in participating in his research."

Lu Qiulin was taken aback, and subconsciously went to see He Xiao. He Xiao quickly explained: "Before the teacher fell ill, he was doing a project to study the different attitudes towards school selection in countries with different economic levels. Then the incident happened suddenly and the research was put on hold. When the teacher was still able to speak, he mentioned that he would continue to do it, but because there is no leader, we students are usually busy with work, so we have been procrastinating until now.”

Lu Qiulin's heart was pounding, he swallowed and asked, "What does the professor mean?"

He Xiao walked quickly to the bed, leaned over and asked the old man: "Teacher, what do you mean, do you want Brother Lu to take us to continue doing this?"

The old man rolled his eyes, looked in Lu Qiulin's direction, and nodded his head so small that it was almost invisible if he didn't look carefully.