chasing wife crematorium

All three of them walked to the door and waited quietly for the door of the operating room to open.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open, and an old man with his eyes closed was pushed out.Because he had just had an operation, he was still under general anesthesia, lying flat on the cart, and there was white steam from his breathing mask... Obviously, he was still alive.

Feng Qingzhou's face was full of tears, her hands and feet fell down weakly, she was embraced by Su Lan who had been pulling her all the time, and helped her to the seat beside her.

The trolley was quickly pushed away and taken to the postoperative ward, also known as the intensive care unit, for routine postoperative observation.

Feng Gan listened to the doctor explaining his illness to him, and nodded from time to time. Looking at his solemn expression, he knew that it would not be good news.

After the doctor and Feng Gan finished talking, Su Lang walked to him with Feng Qingzhou.

Feng Gan looked at his daughter who had wiped away his tears for a long time, but didn't think about what to say, so he could only pat her head clumsily.

But the hand was brushed away, "How is grandpa?" Feng Qingzhou asked hoarsely.

She had known for a long time that her grandfather was not in good health, and this operation would just make him suffer for a while, but if she could save his life, how could she bear it...

Feng Gan's voice was low and deep: "Your grandfather... I'm afraid he won't be able to survive the Chinese New Year. To be precise, it may be this month."

With the help of Su Lan's hand, Feng Qingzhou didn't go soft again, barely propped himself up, and then said with red eyes: "Isn't the operation a success? Why is it only a month..."

Feng Gan lowered his head and sighed deeply.

"As you know, he has been holding on. This operation is only in exchange for this month. If the operation fails, he will not even have this month."

He pinched his temples and added: "The doctor said that he is already in pain and tired. Let him spend the rest of his life comfortably in the next month. My idea is that if he can't last Yue, let him go, don't..."

Feng Qingzhou didn't know where the strength came from, and broke away from Su Lang's hand, and grabbed Feng Gan's collar in two steps, with unconcealable pain in his eyes: "Feng Gan, that's your biological father, my grandfather ! Do you mean, let me watch grandpa die? Do you dare to say it again?!"

Feng Gan overlooked Feng Qingzhou, and said angrily: "Pay attention to your attitude towards me, Feng Qingzhou!" He raised his hand subconsciously, and was about to push Feng Qingzhou away, but he seemed to have remembered something, and stopped his movements abruptly .

"Feng Gan, you are not human! You let me watch my mother leave, and you want me to let my grandpa go away again, you hit me! Hit me like you hit my mother back then. I want to see, this time It's not your turn to send me off!"

Feng Qingzhou grabbed the air dry collar, wishing to hit someone, but he gritted his teeth and restrained his impulse.

How could she learn from this man!Even with this dirty blood flowing in her body, she would never do the same thing as him!

So, she just voiced her struggle silently.

Feng Gan put down his hand dejectedly, avoiding Feng Qingzhou's hateful eyes: "... calm down, let's talk again, okay?"

Feng Qingzhou sneered: "I have nothing to say, you don't want to kill another person, get out!"

She turned around, without even looking at the wind, and stumbled towards the observation room.

Feng Gan could only look at Su Lang pleadingly, Su Lang made a reassuring mouth gesture to him, and even clenched his fists, silently cheering for him, then turned back to catch up with Feng Qingzhou.

Feng Gan watched them leave at the same spot, until they could no longer be seen, then grabbed the receipt and looked for another elevator to pay the hospitalization fee.

This time, his usual pine back was a little hunched.

The door of the observation room.

The people in the hospital said that the patient's condition was not good and they couldn't visit him for the time being, so the two of them could only stand at the door and look in through the thin layer of glass.

The old man was the only patient in the huge observation room. He was lying quietly on the hospital bed. Tubes of various shapes were inserted into his body. Some were as big as syringes, and some were as small as for infusion. down too.

The distance is not too far, so you can still see the old man's skinny body rising and falling a little bit with his breathing.Although not as energetic as young people, it is the only consolation anyway.

Especially, for the light boat that is on the verge of collapse today.

She looked at the old man with nostalgia for a long time, and then turned her gaze to the monitor on the right side of his hospital bed - the heartbeat per minute in the upper right corner, which will change after a period of time, and the number will remain constant when the patient's physical condition is stable. within the range.The same is true for the following figures such as oxygen saturation and breaths per minute, and they are always within safe limits.

Her sight finally froze on the line pattern with ups and downs like a mountain, even non-medical professionals, most of them know its meaning.

So she can only watch this line silently, in case she misses a moment, this line becomes a desperate straight line.

Su Lan took a panoramic view of Feng Qingzhou's reaction, didn't say anything, just quietly took out her mobile phone and sent a few messages.

Feng Qingzhou seemed to sense her distraction, and after Su Lan put away her phone, she stared at the line and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, you should go back first."

Until now, the boat has not touched any water, and the voice has become hoarse and hoarse, like an overworn bellows.

Su Lang looked at the dry white shell on her mouth, and said helplessly, "You chase me away."

Feng Qingzhou was noncommittal, still following the line and shuttling back and forth.

After a few minutes, she felt strange about the overly quiet atmosphere, and turned around... Su Lan was no longer by her side.

No one is empty.

The whispers between the nurses in the distance are distant and vague voices, if filtered out, she is the only one... Of course, there is also the sleeping grandpa.

Feng Qingzhou blinked his sour eyes, and for a moment, regretted the behavior of driving people away just now.

But she just didn't want to talk, it was Su Lang who left, and it was Su Lang who left her behind, what's wrong with her... Such silent excuses and words of blame came to mind, but they couldn't suppress the existence of regret. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

After shaking the pot, Feng Qingzhou took the pot back again.

Today, Su Lang is as a colleague and friend, accompanying her to such a journey, now it's five or six o'clock, even if it's hard, she can't stand it anymore, the other party must have gone to eat.

Later...will be back.

Feng Qingzhou rubbed his toes, put his cold hands into his pockets, and felt a little at a loss.It's as if this hand doesn't usually stay in this pocket, but now it's in a new place and it takes a certain amount of time to get used to it.

It's so frustrating.

Feng Qingzhou was so anxious that even the fluctuating lines couldn't make her feel at ease.

"Da da da."

The sound of deliberately suppressed footsteps sounded, and a touch of warmth pressed against Feng Qingzhou's cheek.

Against the red background, a boy in a vest with only two pieces of hair smiled into a V shape.

...It turned out that it was a can of Wangzai milk.

The person who was supposed to leave held the milk can against her face: "Why are you in a daze, didn't you read that line?"

At first, it was the cheeks that were warmed up by the heat, and then the whole body was warmed up.

Su Lang's breathing was heavier than usual, she must have just run back.

Feng Qingzhou grabbed the milk jug, and also held Su Lang's finger by the way.

Soft and warm.

"I'm watching." Feng Qingzhou whispered.

After shaking for two seconds, she said, "I've been watching."

"Hmm." Su Lang gave a vague reply from her throat, and withdrew her hand from the milk jug.Before Feng Qingzhou could figure out what was the cause of that moment of loss, Su Lang helped her rewrap the scarf that covered her clothes and was almost a decoration.

"Wang Zai will watch for you, drink something first, huh?" Su Lan handed Feng Qingzhou a straw.

"it is good."

Feng Qingzhou took the straw and calmed down.

She thinks she has never been a voice controler, but Su Lang's catchy ending word just now is like this straw, before she started drinking, she has already poured warm milk into her heart.

Although we haven't known each other for too long, Feng Qingzhou feels that he likes this person more and more every time.

I didn't remember when my heart was moved, and when I found out...it was hard to stop.

Su Lang's gentle eyes pretended to be her for a while, as if remembering something, she held the milk jug again, overlapping with Feng Qingzhou's fingers, not grabbing the milk, but stuck her fingers into the metal buckle, bent slightly, and picked again Get up, and take off the leaf-shaped can buckle, making a crisp "click".

"Do you think of me as someone who knows nothing and wants to help me with everything?"

Feng Qingzhou watched her put the can buckle into her pocket, and asked lightly.

Can't tell whether it's blame or happiness.

Su Lan didn't make any guesses, and replied directly: "When I was in elementary school, my dad once bought a few cans of Coke, and because my mother was away, I secretly took a can to drink. I was young at that time, I don't know how Open it, and after spending a lot of effort to open it, I hurt my hand. This can is not open properly, it is a sharp slice, and it is easy to be injured. "

Feng Qingzhou lowered his head and turned to Su Lan's hand, it was smooth and fair, no wound could be seen, "Where, does it still hurt?"

Su Lang couldn't hold back, she smiled, put the straw in Feng Qingzhou's hand into the hole of the jar, and let go.

"Elementary school, how long ago did it happen, how can there be traces? But it hurts, it really hurts, so I subconsciously helped you."

Because I know the pain, I don't want you to have another chance to bear it.

It can be regarded as indirectly answering the question before Feng Qingzhou.

Feng Qingzhou bit the straw and took a big gulp of milk.The taste of Wangzai milk is different from the milk powder she usually mixes. It is a little sweeter, but also has a lot of flavor.

She narrowed her eyes: "Su Xiaolan, how many people have you helped subconsciously?"

Su Lan was full of smiles.

Feng Qingzhou must not know the tone of her words, it looks like she gave the bones to other dogs, well, I won't give examples like this in the future.

It should be her father's tone of voice when her mother was followed by a young and handsome teaching assistant.

Well, it's just a few catties of vinegar.

"Let me think about it, how many people have you helped?" Su Lang raised her head, as if she was counting each one.

Feng Qingzhou rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Okay, you are always a good person, and you basically help anyone you see. Why don't these companies that use cans notice you as a talent? You should be hired In the past, be a professional can-opening ambassador."

"Ha ha!"

Su Lang grinned, taking advantage of Feng Qingzhou's inattention, she took a step forward and grabbed the straw in her mouth. With Feng Qingzhou's hand, she drank a sip of milk, and provocatively bit the straw into a flat shape.

After Feng Qingzhou glared at her, she said cheerfully: "This straw is used by a few people other than me, so I have helped a few people."

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Feng Qingzhou: You dare to bite the straw ╰_╯