My name is Warrior Guo, a farmer from Zhoukou, Henan, and a paralyzed patient who has had many brushes with death in major hospitals. I once had a happy and warm family, my wife was hardworking and virtuous, and my children were smart and lovely.

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My name is Warrior Guo, a farmer from Zhoukou, Henan, and a paralyzed patient who has had many brushes with death in major hospitals.

I once had a happy and warm family, my wife was hardworking and virtuous, and my children were smart and lovely. However, a sudden car accident completely tore my happy life into pieces. From that day on, my wife and children also fell into the sea of ​​misery with me.

In order to treat me, our family was in debt of 500,000 yuan; in order to raise medical expenses, my wife once knelt down to borrow money from others, and even took me on the road of begging all year round; my son began to take care of me when he was 5 years old...

(My wife and son suffered too much because of me)

In September 1982, I was born in Daguozhuang, Qianpo Village, Matou Town, Taikang County, Zhoukou City, Henan Province. My parents were both hard-working and simple farmers. Although they had little education, they had high expectations for me after I was born. They gave me a resounding name: Warrior Guo. I hope that when I grow up, I will be a man like a soldier of the People's Liberation Army, brave, strong and responsible.

I have been just like my parents since I was a child, very hard-working and simple, not afraid of hardship. At a young age, I have become an expert at housework and farm work. Probably due to the influence of their living environment, our group of rural children did not work too hard in studying. They would rather hunt pigs and herd sheep than chew books. Therefore, after I finished elementary school, I dropped out of school despite my parents’ scolding and scolding.

Although I have no education, I am not afraid of hardship and have the courage to make progress. After dropping out of school, I first helped my parents with farm work at home, and later went out to work.

In 2002, I met a girl from a neighboring village through a matchmaker. We are both from the countryside, and we got along well when chatting, so we got married that year. The eldest daughter was born in the second year after marriage, and later the second daughter and son were born.

(In 2017, my wife and children were taking care of me)

For a rural young man, having his wife and children on the hot bed is the happiest state of life. However, I am not satisfied with this ordinary happiness. I hope to bring a better life to my wife and children through my own efforts.

So I used the money I had saved from working for many years, plus a small loan from Credit Union , to buy a truck and decided to start a transportation business.

Unexpectedly, there are unforeseen circumstances, and people have misfortunes and misfortunes. In April 2015, I was driving tiredly on the Xianning Expressway in Hubei Province and crashed into a car in front of me. The front of the truck was hit hard and my neck was stuck. In an instant, blood flowed profusely, and I fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss and pain. After the firefighters got me out of the car, the ambulance took me to the local People's Hospital. But the doctor said it couldn't be cured, so I was transferred to Tongji Hospital in Wuhan, Hubei Province.

After examination, the doctor said that surgery must be performed immediately, otherwise I would probably gradually pass out, become a vegetative state, and even not be able to wake up. Even if I am rescued, I will be paralyzed in bed for the rest of my life. He asked my wife to be mentally prepared and consider whether to resuscitate her. My wife quickly asked the doctor to perform surgery in time, and the doctor asked her to pay the surgery fee first.

(My son took me to pick peppers and do odd jobs to make money)

My cervical vertebrae had comminuted fractures in many places. The condition was very serious and required eight titanium alloy nails to be stuck in the bones to fix them. The surgery fee is also very high, totaling 120,000 yuan.

made my wife very worried at that time. Not long after we bought the car, we didn't make any money either. This car accident happened because I was rear-ended while driving while fatigued. The other party was not responsible and would not pay compensation. The only seat insured for only cost 50,000 yuan. Fortunately, our relatives and neighbors were very enthusiastic at the time, and we finally raised the money for the surgery.

After the operation, I was sent to the intensive care unit. Due to the high fever, I slept on an ice blanket with ice cubes in my armpits. My mother and wife took care of me 24 hours a day.When I woke up, I felt no feeling down my neck, so I asked the doctor if I was paralyzed. The doctor didn't tell me the truth and comforted me to rest and recuperate. But I was very aware of the conditions at home, and I didn’t want my family to be in debt due to my illness, so I took the initiative to ask to be discharged from the intensive care unit.

(My son used special tools to change my diapers)

After I was admitted to the ward, my wife and mother took care of me day and night. My wife, in particular, not only has to run back and forth every day to see doctors and nurses and worry about my treatment, but she also has to feed me food and drink water, turn me over, and scrub me. I slept on a folding bed at night, and I couldn't sleep well. I had to get up every two hours to check if there was anything abnormal about me and change my diapers.

Looking at my wife’s haggard face, I felt very guilty. She never enjoyed a single day of happiness after getting married, and now she is suffering hardships and burdened with debts because of me. I feel really sorry for her.

At that time, except for my clear mind, I couldn't feel the existence of my arms and legs at all, so I was very panicked. My wife comforted me and said: "That's what happened just after the operation. You will recover slowly and you will be able to get out of bed soon." At that time, I didn't know that I was permanently paralyzed. With my wife's encouragement, I Continue treatment.

During that time, my wife bought me nourishing pigeon soup and pork rib soup every day, but I found that she and my mother always ate some leftover soup. I saw that the food was very small and not hot at all, so I asked them where they got it.

She told me: "The aunt who sells food learned about our family situation and was very sympathetic, so she gave us the leftover food every meal." I felt sad after hearing this, and knew that my family could no longer afford it. My medical expenses are paid, otherwise they wouldn’t be unable to afford food.

(My son washed my hands and face for me)

In the ward, my high fever had not gone away, and I was diagnosed with lung infection and was sent to the intensive care unit again. It was then that I realized that I had no hope of recovery.

Thinking that my family is already heavily in debt and there are three children to raise, this burden will all fall on my wife’s shoulders. Rather than living as a drag on her, it would be better for me to die and she would be less of a burden. So I told my wife: "Give up the treatment and leave me alone."

But my wife told me not to worry about the medical expenses and still admitted me to the intensive care unit. Later, I was in and out of the intensive care unit five times due to fever and lung infection, and was even given a critical illness notice, but every time I was pulled back from the brink of death by the doctor.

stayed in the hospital for nearly three months and spent more than 400,000 yuan. I didn't know at that time that I had spent so much money, and my wife kept it secret from me for fear that I would be anxious and worried. It wasn’t until I overheard a conversation between my wife and my mother one time when I was sleeping that I realized that because of my illness, my family had sold out all the food and borrowed money from all relatives and neighbors. Now we can no longer borrow money.

My spirit was extremely fragile due to the torture of illness and worries about debt. Sometimes he cries and howls, sometimes he loses his temper. I kept my mouth shut, refused to eat or take medicine, and wanted to die. If I hadn't been unable to move my hands, I would have even pulled out the IV tube.

(I feel heartbroken when I see my 9-year-old son doing manual labor)

I thought that after a long time, my wife would not be able to bear it, and she would lose her patience and stop caring about me, and then I could die early. relief. But I didn't expect that she wasn't irritable and angry. Instead, she said to me with tears: "No matter what you become, I will never leave you alone. Even if you are paralyzed, at least you are still alive, and we will have a complete life." At home, the children have a father. For the sake of the three children, you must cooperate with the treatment and live well!”

After hearing what my wife said, I was moved and sad. However, even if I cooperate with the treatment, my condition cannot improve quickly. Due to a severe lung infection, I became increasingly weak and had difficulty breathing. I was literally dying.I said to the doctor: "This place is more than 1,000 miles away from our hometown. I don't want to die here. Why don't I go back to the hospital in my hometown? At least I can see my three children before I die."

Because I couldn't pay the money , the doctor agreed to transfer us to another hospital. When I was transferred to Taikang County People's Hospital in Zhoukou, the hospital was unwilling to accept me. It was only after my wife and my mother begged for mercy that the hospital reluctantly allowed me to stay.

All three children came to the hospital to see me. The eldest daughter also gave me more than 100 yuan in change and asked her mother to buy nutritional supplements for me. I asked the children where they got the money, and my daughter said that the three sisters went to the woods every night to touch the newly hatched cicadas to get the money for . After hearing this, I was both moved and sad.

I couldn't help crying when I thought about my inability to raise three children and let them suffer at a young age. When I got excited, my breathing became rapid again, and my wife quickly called the doctor again. At that time, in a daze, I heard my 5-year-old son crying in my ear: "Dad, Dad", and gradually I regained the consciousness of survival. At that time, I truly understood what my wife had said before and how important it was for my children to be alive, so I never resisted treatment again.

(My son is not only filial and sensible, but also has excellent academic performance)

I still had recurring fevers in the county hospital and was in critical condition several times, but I finally got over it.

I spent 9 months in and out of the county hospital. At this time, the total cost was 700,000. Everything that could be sold at home was sold out, and every relative borrowed it two or three times. When he couldn't borrow any more money, he came back from the hospital.

I was still wearing a urinary catheter when I was discharged from the hospital. Later I found out that what came out was blood instead of urine. My wife quickly called 120 and sent me to the hospital. After the doctor checked, he said that I had urinary tract infection again.

I stayed in the hospital for several more months because of a urinary tract infection. During this period, in order to raise money, my wife went around begging for mercy and even knelt down to people. She also saw the faces of some people and heard the words of disgust and rejection. But in order to save me, she, a young woman in her 30s, sacrificed her dignity, endured her grievances, and tried every possible means to beg and borrow. Whenever I think of this, I feel extremely guilty and feel that I will never be able to pay back what I owe my wife in my next life and the life after that.

Later, the urinary tract infection was finally cured. At this time, my wife was at the end of her rope to borrow money. We had no choice but to go home, and I relied on taking Chinese medicine every day to survive.

When I got home, my wife had to take care of me, be busy with farm work, and do odd jobs when she had time. Because it costs money for both daughters to study in boarding schools. My son was less than five years old at the time, but he was already very sensible. Usually when my wife takes care of me, my son watches and learns from the side, and even helps his mother pass things. Over time, he learned how to take care of me.

(I am very pleased to see my three children studying hard)

Although my son is young, he takes good care of me. Every day he cleans me, feeds me, pats me, pulls my arms and rubs my legs, and he does everything very skillfully. Especially when I was turning him over to change his diaper, my son almost used all his strength to feed me, and his little face turned red from holding back the milk. When I saw my son sweating profusely from exhaustion, I felt both distressed and moved. Other people's children at this age are acting coquettishly in the arms of their parents, but my son has taken on the task of taking care of his father.

Especially the scene when my son turned me over for the first time, I will never forget it in my life. He couldn't move me, so he cried. She also cried and said: "Dad, I want to grow up quickly. When I grow up, I will touch you. I will take care of you, so my mother won't have to work so hard."

A child of only four or five years old said Saying such words can make even a hard-hearted person move to tears, let alone me, a father? At that time, my tears flowed like a river bursting its banks.

Every Sunday, the three children compete to take care of me. In order to help the family earn some money, the three sisters also helped vegetable farmers dig garlic and pick peppers.I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: It's true that the children of the poor have become the masters early!

Once, when the children came back, I saw my son with tears in his eyes. After asking, I found out that he accidentally crushed the peppers while picking them, and the juice seeped into the gaps between his nails. His hands were in severe pain, and his fingers were red and swollen due to the stimulation of the peppers. I shed tears of distress and repeatedly said to my son: "Dad is sorry for you, causing you to suffer so much at such a young age."

(My son helped his mother with various farm work at a young age)

As soon as my son heard this, I After saying that, he quickly wiped away his tears and comforted me, saying that he was fine and just washed his hands, so that I wouldn't be sad.

During the busy farming season, the three children would go to the fields to help their mother work. When harvesting corn, other people use a harvester, but our family has no money, so we have to break the corn and dig out the corn stalks with our hands. Especially my son, who is so short, worked in the corn field, and had red marks from the corn leaves from head to leg, which made him feel painful and itchy. But the child continued to work after crying. When I saw the child's face and arms cut like that by corn leaves, my heart hurt more than a knife.

On weekdays, my two daughters who are in junior high school live on campus and do not go home. Only my son, who is in elementary school, comes back from school every day to take care of me. He was afraid that I would get bedsores, so my son often turned me over and scrubbed me, taking good care of me. When the weather was nice, he would push the heavy medical rolling bed and let me go outside to bask in the sun, breathe fresh air, chat with the neighbors, and relieve my boredom.

Although my son has to do so many things when he goes home every day, it does not affect his study. The wall of my house is full of awards, most of which were won by my son. My son often said to me: "Dad, I will study hard to be admitted to a medical university and become a doctor, and I must cure my father's disease."

I was deeply moved when I heard this, even though I knew there was no hope of recovery. The child's kindness is so sincere and heart-warming!

(loving people come to my home to visit and support)

I have such a filial and sensible child. This is God’s greatest gift to me. Thinking of this, I no longer resent the paralysis caused by the car accident. For the sake of the children, I must also actively face the difficult life.

I take traditional Chinese medicine every day, and it costs money to send my three children to school. The income from a few acres of land and the money my wife earns from doing part-time jobs is just a drop in the bucket. There is no hope of borrowing money, because we have already borrowed from everyone we know. Who would dare to borrow if we are unable to pay back? In desperation, my wife and I discussed taking me to Zhengzhou to beg. Because people in big cities have better economic conditions, there are more caring people. I hope those kind-hearted people will donate some money when they see our miserable situation.

I felt very sad at the time. I felt heartbroken and guilty when I thought that my wife was forced to wander and beg because of my drag at such a young age and lost her dignity. But my wife comforted me and said: "We are begging because of the pressure of life, not because of laziness. There is nothing to be ashamed of. As long as I can raise money to treat you, I don't care even if you kowtow and kneel." I listened. The moved tears flowed like a stream.

(Thank you to the caring people for donating money and materials to my family)

Later, my wife asked an uncle from our village to drive a van and take us to Zhengzhou. We decided to beg at the gates of Zhengzhou Medical College and People's Park because there were more people coming and going in those places. We rested on the side of the road at night, and had to hide under the bridge when it rained. Although I was sleeping in the open air, I slept on a movable bed with rollers, while my wife made do with a piece of cardboard spread out on the floor.

Everyone who knew about it was deeply moved by the suffering my wife endured for me, and they all praised her as a rare and good wife. Because in today's materialistic society, too many couples can only share wealth and wealth, but cannot share hardships.There are very few women who can never leave their sick husbands, let alone begging with dignity in order to treat their husbands.

Because our unfortunate and touching story made many people feel sympathy, we also received many donations from well-wishers during the begging process. However, during our wandering, I had recurring fevers due to the lack of food and sleeping in the open air, and I had to go to the hospital several times for treatment. So every time we went out to beg for more than ten days, we had to return home to rest.

(Thank you very much for caring people coming to my home to send warmth)

From 2018 to 2019, my husband and I wandered on and off for two years. The money raised can barely cover my traditional Chinese medicine and my children's tuition fees, and there is no extra money to pay off debts. I thought I would survive like this with difficulty, but unexpectedly, the COVID-19 epidemic hit me again in 2020, so my begging path was also cut off.

Later, we saw on our mobile phones that many bloggers on a certain video platform were hosting live broadcasts and posting videos. Among them were some poor families and seriously ill patients who shared the same problem as us. My wife discussed with me: "How about we also shoot a video and do a live broadcast, hoping to get help from some kind people on the Internet."

Then my wife did it with the mentality of giving it a try. I didn’t understand it at first, posting videos is always against the rules. After groping for a long time, I gradually understood it. The videos we shot were all about my wife and children taking care of me in my daily life. Unexpectedly, because of this ordinary and real video, it attracted the attention of thousands of netizens. Especially the video about my son, which quickly became popular all over the Internet.

Everyone knows that there is a 9-year-old boy in Zhoukou, Henan. Not only does he carefully take care of his father who has been paralyzed for many years every day, he is also not afraid of hardship and helps his mother with various farm work. For a time, the son became a model of filial son, a model of "poor children should be the masters of the family early".

Good-hearted people from all over the country heard our story and extended a helping hand. Some give rewards in the live broadcast room, and some directly donate money and materials to us. And many people are anonymous, sending us cooking oil, rice and other daily necessities, and also specially donated electric wheelchair , diapers and other supplies to me.

(My son always pushes me out to relax and bask in the sun)

Those kind-hearted people who have never met give us hope in life and make me feel the warmth of society. As a disabled person, I have nothing to repay. I only hope that when my children grow up, they will do their best to contribute to society and help those unfortunate families struggling in difficulties.

I feel that I am an unfortunate and lucky person: Although I suffered a car accident and suffered from illness, I have a kind and loyal wife and filial and sensible children. They are my relatives and my benefactors.

Especially my wife, she has taken care of me day by day for 7 years and has never complained or disliked me. He also shouldered the burden of the entire family with his weak shoulders and raised three children for me. People often say: "Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. When disaster strikes, they fly separately." However, my wife has spent 7 years of hard work to prove that there are definitely good women in the world who are loyal and share weal and woe.

I am so grateful to my wife, children and well-wishers in society that I cannot express it enough in words. Although I don’t have the ability to be grateful to my wife, take care of my children, and contribute to society in this life, I will face the hardships of life with a sunny attitude and live strong!

[Oral: Warrior Guo]

[Editor: Chen Ping]

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