Lookout Men and Widows

You Ming felt as if he was in the deep sea, he stretched his body, this feeling was very comfortable, he didn't want to float up, he just wanted to sink endlessly.

He lost his hearing, vision, and sense of smell, but his perception ability still exists. Every inch of his skin can feel the extremely gentle package brought by the sea water. He rises and falls with the waves, letting the waves bring him to Go to deeper seas.

"Transfer to another hospital." Father You lowered his head, his eyes were red, but he couldn't shed a single tear. He had experienced three days of torture, and the days seemed like years, and the tears had dried up. He added up these three days, and there was no tears. Get five hours of sleep.

The couple put down everything at hand and stayed with their son day and night.

Father You said to his wife: "You accompany Xiaoming to transfer to a foreign country. I stay in China and come to you after selling the factory and house."

Mama You looked haggard as if she had aged ten years, she nodded.

Jiang's father was frightened by You's father: "In-law, you sold the factory, what will you do after the disease is cured?"

This is almost a desperate gamble, using all the property to gamble on the unclear chance of survival.

Papa You wiped his face and showed Father Jiang an extremely ugly smile: "As long as people are around, money can still be earned."

No one dared to remind him that there has not been a successful cure for this disease so far.

Organs fail prematurely. If only one organ can be replaced, but it is too late to replace all the organs one by one. If they are replaced together, the rejection reaction can be fatal.

For the You family's parents, You Ming is their life.

Mother Jiang tugged at the hem of her husband's clothes. If her Yu'an could be cured back then, she would have to be cured even if her family was ruined. Even if she knew it couldn't be cured, she would try it.

Papa You asked someone to help contact the foreign hospital recommended by the doctor, and was busy dealing with the factory and house.

Mother You stayed with You Ming in the hospital.

Her son is now lying on the bed like a corpse, his breathing is weak, and he has not recovered from the coma. She sits on the side of the bed, holds You Ming's hand, and holds it tightly, as if this can keep her son child.

Jiang's mother comforted: "It will be fine, Xiao Ming's condition was very good before, maybe this is just a temporary relapse..."

Mother You said dumbly: "Sister Jiang, you don't know that Xiao Ming has been in poor health since he was a child. If he has any ailments, he has always endured it by himself in order not to worry us."

"It's all my fault." Mother You cried, "When I was pregnant with him, my dad and I were starting a business. The day before I gave birth to him, I was still in the factory. At that time, unlike now, there was a lot of dust in the factory, so I hugged him. Lucky psychology."

"There is no way. At that time, his father and I were poor and could only live in flat-panel houses. Being able to eat a meal of instant noodles was considered an improvement in our lives."

"The day before he was born, a few sisters-in-law came to me asking for money. I was so angry that I couldn't hold back a dispute. I was sent to the hospital, and Xiao Ming gave birth prematurely." Mother You looked at Mother Jiang blankly, "So For many years, when I think about this, I feel sorry for Xiao Ming."

"If I didn't want to make money so much, and didn't get into disputes with my sister-in-law, he wouldn't have suffered from birth."

Jiang's mother looked at You's mother and said a thousand words, but in the end she could only sigh.

There are too many mistakes in this world, but no one has another chance.

Mother You sniffed, and said forcefully, "I've already thought about it. If something happens to Xiaoming this time, Old You and I will donate all the money to find a quiet place to build a small building. land, and live on.”

You Ming, who was in a coma, didn't know that his home had become a mess.

Papa You quickly found an acquaintance to sell the factory and the house. He no longer has time to negotiate the price with others. The other party saw his urgent attitude and of course pressed the price again and again. He also settled the wages of the workers. A few veterans paid a few months more salary, and rented a warehouse to store some furniture and personal items that could not be sold, so that they could continue to use them when they returned to China.

He has used the fastest speed to get the money before You Ming was sent abroad.

They didn't want to delay for a minute, and they were going abroad that night.

"Heart stopped!" Amidst the footsteps of doctors and nurses, Papa You, who hurried to the hospital, only heard this sentence.

His knees softened, and he knelt at the door of the ward, watching his son being pushed away.

You Ming was lying on the operating table, and the doctor could only use the defibrillator at this time.

If DC cardioversion cannot restart You Ming's heartbeat, then the time when his heart stopped beating just now is the time when he was declared dead.

Father You and Mother You supported each other. At this moment, they were like two elderly people who couldn't stand steadily. Their faces were full of fatigue, and their eyes were full of fear.

At this moment, no words can comfort them.

Their highly tense nerves will never relax while the operation is still in progress.

Shock after shock.

The heartbeat did not resume.

The doctor pursed his lips tightly: "Do it again."

No one spoke in the operating room, and the doctors and nurses did not know how many people they had saved from death, nor how many people they had sent away on this operating table.

The last click, just when the nurse was about to announce the time of death, the ECG monitor finally had a curvature.

- Rescued.

Everyone in the operating room breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they are used to seeing life and death, they still hope that the patients can survive.

You Ming in the deep sea saw a ray of light, and the scope of the light was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting more and more dazzling. You Ming found that his vision had returned, but before he could react, he was pulled out of the area. ocean.

"Xiao Ming?"

"Xiao Ming, can you open your eyes?"

"Look at mom..."

The voices of Mama You and Papa You are right next to You Ming's ears.

You Ming moved his fingers, and Mother You covered her mouth, afraid that she would not be able to control her tears.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Dad has already invited a team of foreign experts to come over, we don't need to go there by ourselves." Father You comforted his son, although his words were more like comforting himself.

You Ming wanted to say that the family didn't have that much money, but he opened his mouth several times, but couldn't make a sound.

He could only listen to his parents repeating those few words, repeatedly telling him not to worry.

You Ming lay on the bed, thinking desperately, since he was born, he was a debt to his parents, and his parents had been worrying all his life, and he was struggling to live until now, but in the end he had to empty out all the property in the family.

He also wants to have a healthy body and live like an ordinary person, but fate never gives people a chance to choose.

You Ming went back and forth between being awake and in a daze, the time of being awake was getting shorter and shorter, and the time of being lethargic was getting longer and longer.

He knew that a team of experts from abroad had already arrived, and he also knew that Papa You had paid for more advanced equipment.

But he can still clearly feel that his life is passing.

His only wish is to be able to talk to his parents before he dies.

To be able to say a final goodbye to them quietly.

Both You's father and mother can't speak English, so they can only rely on translators to communicate with foreign experts.

The money flowed out like water, and Papa You borrowed a lot of money.

But the money that can be borrowed is very limited. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother took a lot of money, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

At the end of the day, Father You looked at his son lying on the hospital bed. For a moment, he hoped that if his son was gone, he would be gone too.

You Ming woke up in the middle of the night. He didn’t know how long it had been since he woke up last time, but his hands and feet were weak, and he started to dizzy the moment he opened his eyes. Family members were not allowed to accompany him in the ICU ward, and the ward was very quiet. Ming could even hear his own heartbeat.

He turned his head and looked out of the window. Through the transparent glass window, You Ming could see the crabapple trees planted in the hospital.

He took a deep breath and wanted to get out of bed to open the window, but he didn't have the energy to sit up at all.

The nurse came in from the door, helped You Ming shake the bed, and said to You Ming in a gentle voice: "Now your condition is much better than before, don't worry yourself."

You Ming nodded with difficulty.

After confirming that You Ming had no other questions, the nurse looked into You Ming's eyes and asked, "Do you want to be alone for a while?"

You Ming nodded again, and the nurse said softly, "I'm right outside, if you need anything, just ring the bell next to you."

The nurse walked out of the ward and went to the side to get a glass of water. The colleague just took a breather and took a rest. He stood next to her and asked, "How is your situation over there? You are so young and handsome. It would be a pity if you leave."

The nurse took a sip of water: "I can't say for sure, but his family spent a lot of money to hire experts and buy the latest imported equipment. I have seen many people who got sick and only spent money. , their family doesn't regard money as money, if people can't be rescued, what will they do when they become parents?"

The colleague sighed: "Life and death are fate."

You Ming called the nurse and asked her to help him hold the pen and paper. He wanted to write down what he wanted to tell his parents while he was still able to move.

The nurse stood by, afraid that You Ming would be too tired, and if he fainted again, she would have to find someone immediately.

You Ming braced himself to write down what he wanted to say to his parents stroke by stroke on the paper.

Writing from a young age to now, You Ming's vision has gradually blurred, and the hand holding the pen has given it away, and all the strength in his body has also been relieved.

He knew that once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.

You Ming closed his eyes, quietly waiting for death.

Nurse: "Mr. You, Mr. You?"

She turned around hastily, going out to call for someone.

Just when she opened the door of the ward, a pair of strong hands with well-defined bony joints were placed on the door frame. The man in the black windbreaker was more than a head taller than her. The nurse lost his mind for a moment. This man had pupils as dark as night, Not a trace of variegation.

"Sir, you can't go in, this is the ICU." The nurse responded, "The patient is in a very bad condition now, I'm going to call the doctor, please move out of the way."

She wanted to push away the man blocking the door, but her strength was like an ant trying to shake an elephant in front of him.

The nurse was in a dilemma. She didn't understand how the nurse would let the person in, so she had to go to the doctor first.

But he was also afraid that this person would harm You Ming, and neither the hospital nor her would be able to escape responsibility.

The man didn't take her seriously, and walked into the ward without raising his hand. The nurse stomped her feet, gritted her teeth, and ran towards the doctor's office on duty.

She ran to the door of the ward with the doctors and nurses, and what she saw was the tall and handsome man leaning over, about to kiss You Ming's lips.