I have heard a saying that the so-called father and son in this life are enemies in the past life. The idea of a father controlling the lives of his descendants is always relative to his children's rebellion in his desire for independence and his choice of life.
Young people and elders will always go through a stage. There seems to be nothing to say between them. If there is a disagreement, it is highly likely that it will evolve into a silent hostile relationship.
This is the story of a father and son.
1.
0 A few tall and strong men were all wearing work clothes that were basically invisible to see the background. They pushed the flat car and hurried in the door. The man in the lead was about fifty years old, half carrying a military green backpack. His dark face was covered with sweat at this moment, and he was rushing to take something in his pocket.
Now, I was going to treat the patient, but I was squeezed to the end and could only see the patient's face through the cracks. I was stunned when I saw it.
What a dark face. Even my lips were black. If the patient hadn't had the patient's eyes open and there was a little white left, I would have almost never seen where my facial features were. Let’s look at the men who sent him. Although they were also black, they were still much whiter compared to him. To describe it, it means that the face is as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Zhang Yue walked out of the conversation, stretched his neck to look, and then exclaimed in a low voice: "Wow, how dark, is this a foreigner?"
I scratched my head, muttering in my heart. To be honest, black people are not as dark as they are, and their faces do not look very much like foreigners. The burly men around them are also local. But why do ordinary people become so evil?
While we were still scratching our heads, the boss had already squeezed into the inner circle to see the patient. After confirming that it was and , he quickly squeezed out a piece of space from the gap between his teeth and stuffed the new patient into the house.
A few big men withdrew, leaving only the leading one. I squeezed to the patient's bedside to prepare for physical examination and medical history. First, I copied his basic information from the list I just hung up - the patient is nearly 60 years old and now lives in Shanxi. What’s a bit funny is that the uncle’s surname is Bai.
The blessing of a large province of coal production, the mystery of Uncle Bai's skin color was finally solved as soon as possible.
Zhang Yue came up to help. While working quickly, she asked the leading uncle: "Uncle, are you coal miners?"
This was actually a bit abrupt. Fortunately, the uncle didn't mind. He was busy sorting out supplies for the patient, rubbing the sweat on his face, and smiled honestly, "Yes, the old man's face is dirty, it will be fine if he wipes it later."
I looked at the uncle on the bed. Not to mention his face, even the arms and hands exposed outside the sleeves were as black as painted. It didn't look like they could be cleaned with a little washing. It might take a few times to measure blood oxygen .
The patient's mental state is actually OK, he is sober and fluent in answering the questions he asked just now. He explained them very clearly. I met the patient directly: "Hello uncle, I am a day shift clinician. Can you tell me about the injury?"
Uncle nodded quickly, and wanted to sit up and answer halfway. I quickly stopped him: "Lying down, don't move, where are you injured?"
"When I went down the well, I was hit by coal." He lifted up his shirt to show the wound, and finally revealed his normal-colored skin.
The coal I subconsciously thought of was the small coal burned in the stove. I was a little puzzled, why would a person be smashed into the rescue room by coal? The uncle spread his arms and compared them about one meter in size. "It's probably that big."
He compared the wound on the upper right abdomen, which was pressed with a towel, and then stretched out his hand to lift the quilt to reveal his left leg: "First hit this place, then hit his leg. There was not much blood, but he couldn't move at that time."
His left leg injury did begin to swell, but it did not show abnormal activity, so there should be no unstable fractures. Shanxi sent it to Beijing, even if it was on the highway, it was not close. It has not shown any signs of hypovoltaic capacity so far, and the possibility of substantial organ rupture is not high.
But the mild contusion and laceration of the liver and spleen are unsure, so I dare not make a conclusion.
2.
The patient probably took a walk around the emergency room of a local hospital and was sent to Beijing by an ambulance, with only a few reports in his hand.I weighed my bottle less than half of it and gave it to the boss decisively.
The boss took over the film and instantly started the teaching mode. His face was tighter, and he swept the film at one glance, and then asked me, "What do you think is the problem?"
I swallowed and said tremblingly: "Bone and bone fracture..."
"Which fracture?"
"Ris..." I glanced at the boss's face and answered carefully. His brows were slightly loose, and he leaned over the light source and continued to ask: "Where is it? Suggest it."
The situation and the traces of the body surface just asked were confirmed to be hit on the right side, but I didn't see the fracture line on the right rib, but there was a place on the left that looked wrong. I didn't dare to answer immediately, and kept doubting my guesses. After struggling for a while, I pointed out the left one based on the principle of seeing it as reality.
Seeing me pointing that, the boss finally smiled happily and slapped me on the top of my head. I felt my neck shrinking in, my head buzzing with nervousness. Before the spirit was over, I heard the boss's happy voice: "Okay! I finally didn't teach you in vain! It was the one who looked at the left, which should be an old fracture . This time the injury was indeed the right, but the fracture might have been there. The answer was very good, and the details on the film were not ignored because of the medical history..."
The boss explained some details and told me to complete the medical record as soon as possible while CT was being scheduled, and then went out and continued to go to the venue. I quietly rubbed the sweat off my palms, and my eyes swept to the corners of my boss and ran away quickly as soon as I asked a question. At this moment, Zhang Yue was huddled in the corner as quiet as a chicken.
asked the patient and the uncle next to me about the remaining details, and I sent the uncle out and told him to buy the essentials and sign the consent form as soon as possible during the conversation.
Speaking of this, the uncle was indeed slightly embarrassed: "A few of us who are with Lao Bai's coworkers, and we are all right to buy things and take care of people. It's this consent form..."
I smiled and waved my hand, "It doesn't matter. If there is no immediate relative, other relatives and friends can sign. Moreover, the patient's situation is not very urgent at present, so he should not need to be rescued immediately. He just needs to improve the examination and make a clear diagnosis before confirming the next treatment. You can send a representative to sign for the time being. When the patient's relatives arrive, just sign the authorization letter again."
Uncle nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let's sign first, the boss will arrive soon, Lao Bai's son is also in Beijing, so he should come quickly."
Hearing this, I felt a little relieved: "That's great, it's safest to have direct relatives signing."
Uncle walked out the door, gave the things in the bag to several other workers, and then said to me: "That child must have understood more than us. Lao Bai's son is promising and filial. How many people can make it as decent as him in our small place!"
Speaking of this, several workers also nodded. A young and strong brother also praised: "Brother Xiaobai is promising. He can do decent work in big cities. He also sends this and that to Lao Bai during festivals. Uncle Bai really has a blessing in old age!"
Some people sighed that Lao Bai's son is promising and filial. I saw that Uncle Bai was covered in dust and covered in wounds. The depression finally dissipated a little. He nodded easily and sent them out of the rescue room.
Sure enough, my good son may be late, but he will definitely not be absent.
A tall and thin young man stood panting at the conversation window, Uncle Bai had just been pushed back from the CT room. I looked at him and the legendary little white brother looked only in his early twenties, with a darker complexion and looked like he was much sunny. It was a bit different from the image I wrote through my colleagues' descriptions.
But compared with Uncle Bai, he is still much whiter.
He was wearing an ordinary light gray half-sleeved body, and the sweaty area had turned dark gray, with stained dust marks on it. I carried a stack of four-link rescue room that had been prepared long ago and handed over to him. He reached out to take it. I saw a scratch of more than ten centimeters on his arm. The wound was not deep, but it seemed that it had not been treated. It had already produced a long blood scab .
is not small, and if it is not cleaned, it may cause infection.I was worried when he suddenly shrank his hand, put the thing on the windowsill, and rubbed his pants hard a few times. I looked over and found a gray handprint left on the brand new paper.
He asked nervously, "Sorry, I accidentally got you dirty. Can you still use it?"
I shook my head and said, "It's okay, just see clearly."
Zhang Yue, who was sitting beside him, pulled out Zhang's wet wipes from his pocket and handed them over. He took it, first rubbed the sweat on his forehead carefully, then wiped his hands with the back. After cleaning, he pinched the pen on the windowsill and began to read the contents on the form carefully.
He has no unnecessary problems, and he signed several orders very neatly. After roughly knowing that Uncle Bai's current situation is still stable, he breathed a sigh of relief and read the materials again and handed them back to me: "Is it OK to fill in this way?"
I roughly looked through it, and I checked every possible treatment measure and wrote an agreement afterwards. All the places where the family members needed to sign were written with "Bai Guohao" in strokes. Although the words were not very good-looking, they were still clear at least.
flipped to the page of the authorization letter, and I glanced at the family information. The handwriting in the occupation column was smaller than others, and it seemed less noticeable. The column
says "Logistics".
I glanced at the scratches on his arm, thought about the descriptions and comments of his colleagues before, and suddenly felt a little sad.
People are floating outside, who is not alive with a face on their back?
3.
Bai Guohao ran away again soon. When he asked me about the list of items to be hospitalized, I told him that Uncle Bai had bought all the hospital supplies he needed. He calculated for a few seconds and immediately followed the instructions in the corridor and headed towards the grocery store.
After more than ten minutes, he appeared again, carrying iced drinks and various foods in his hand. He stuffed a bag of food to each of the workers who had not left, and then rushed to the conversation window with the remaining two big bags.
The bag full of drinks and food was heavy. He raised it to the height of my head with one hand and handed it in through the window very quickly: "Doctors and nurses have worked hard, thank you. I bought you some drinks for you, and I would like to ask you to bring the rest to my dad."
handed in two bags together. Every time I was at this point, I felt embarrassed. When he saw me looking cramped, he lifted the bag up and placed it directly on the computer desk. He said, "I have bought it all, you can drink it quickly. It's hot, so it's comfortable to drink some ice water."
I had to thank him with a embarrassed smile. I picked up Uncle Bai's snacks, looked at my watch, and said to him, "It's more than half an hour left. You can go in and see him by yourself later. Do you want to bring it in for him in person?"
The smile on his face stiffened, his hands were placed on the windowsill, and his nails were rubbing against the window frame unconsciously. He was silent for a while and said, "Forget it, I won't go in. You can help me bring it in. I'm guarding outside. If you have anything, please inform me and I'll come soon."
Zhang Yue helped to carry the bag inside. When Xiaobai said this, she reminded: "There is only one visit a day. After passing this village, there is no shop. Don't you come in to see your dad?"
His protruding hands tightly grasped the window frame, moved his eyes away and then returned. After a while, he said, "No, I'm waiting outside. In addition, there is no need to say that I'm here."
Although we are strange about this inexplicable request, we don't have to talk much. Zhang Yue brought two bags of things into the work area, and shared the drinks for the boss and seniors. I gave the rest to Uncle Bai.
Uncle Bai looked in a good mental state. He was lying on the bed, wiping his hands and face hard with a tissue at the head of the bed. In addition to coal ash, there were also a lot of fresh blood stains on the tissue.
I was shocked. Many scratches and scratches on his body had been treated before. Where did the blood come from?
I hurried over and checked: "Uncle, which wound has bleeding?"
When I saw me coming, the uncle smiled and said: "It's okay, I wiped the dust from my body. A small hole was opened by me again. It doesn't matter!"
I looked at his indicators again, and after confirming that there was no change, I felt relieved. I put the bag of snacks Bai Guohao bought on his bedside, and suddenly I remembered the old fracture in his film, so I asked, "Uncle Bai, have you ever been injured on your left rib?"
He seemed to have not thought about it for a while. I pointed to the location of the fracture. Uncle Bai looked down and suddenly realized: "This place was smashed before, but it grew later. It hurt for a few days, so I endured it and passed."
I didn't answer. The pain of the fracture is not as light as he said.
After a moment of silence around me, I directed the topic to the snacks at the head of the bed: This is...uh, this is bought by someone who is accompanying you outside. "
Well, I didn't reveal it or lie. I'm such a clever little trick.
Uncle Bai thanked me repeatedly, put his hand into the bag and flipped through it, took a few things out and looked carefully, and suddenly asked me: "Who bought this? "
" Ah, I don't know. The nurse helped me get it in, but I didn't watch it. "I showed a silly expression and implemented it to the end.
"Oh, that's it. "The uncle tore open a packaging bag with his teeth, "That should be my son coming. Can you help me out and shout it out later? Ask him to come in and talk to me. "
I was stunned and tried to continue to pretend to be stupid: "Ah? Yeah? I didn't seem to see it. How did you know that your son is here? "
Uncle chewed the breakfast cake and glanced into the bag: "I don't know what my son is like. This bag is either his favorite food or his mother likes to eat. The brat must have come early and avoided me! "
I really want to type the big words "Ma Ruo Father" on the public screen. After yelling with Uncle Bai, I quickly went out to notify Bai Guohao.
4.
Bai Guohao learned that he was exposed and didn't say anything, but from his expression, I felt that he was so panicked.
I heard that my father wanted him to come in and meet him, and his expression was even more complicated, just like when I was beaten at home when I was a child, my parents refused to give in when I was going to dinner.
What should be the conflict between the father and son?
"I'll still not go in anymore. You brought him the things, and you can just talk to me if you have any questions. "
Zhang Yue was so idle that he was so happy that he chatted with him: "Then what are we talking about when your dad asks me? You said you are busy having dinner and don’t have time to come in? "
Bai Guohao quickly shook his head: "You can't say whether it's not suitable for eating..."
Zhang Yue drank someone's ice cola and gave people advice very carefully: "Yes, your dad knows that you are here, and if you don't go in, you are not a human inside or outside, and it's not easy for us to communicate with this. Besides, aren’t you worried about your dad? He just came from your hometown, and you haven't seen each other for a long time, right? "
Bai Guohao rubbed his face, his eyes drooped and he refused to respond.
"Your father said he wanted to see you, but he came, and he wouldn't lose any piece of meat once he went in. "Aunt Zhang from the neighborhood committee was very tempted and finally let Xiaobai go to his attitude. He looked up and asked, "What time is the visiting time? "
" is 11:30, and there is less than half an hour left, just sit there and wait. "
Bai Guohao looked at the time on his phone, as if he was thinking about something, then looked down at his outfit, looking more and more embarrassed. He held it in his arms for a long time and spoke to us: "Can you borrow long-sleeved clothes from here? Just look at a little bit. I will borrow it for a while and then send it back to you cleanly! "
This involves my blind spot in knowledge. Apart from the director, there are no accommodation conditions for others here, so there is no change of clothes. Ask the director to borrow clothes to wear? Forget it, it's good to live.
"Brother, this is all about to fall into a deep sleep, who would bring long-sleeved clothes by your side? "Zhang Yue was amused and crying.
Bai Guohao looked down at the wound on his arm, a little anxious: "Any clothes are fine, just block the arm. I just want to... want to cover it."
"There is really no way. In summer, we have short-sleeved white coats, and we don't have surgery here, and there is no disposable surgical gown."
I could roughly guess what he wanted to hide, so I had to find some gauze and iodine wine. He gave it to him: "Or it's better to deal with it. Anyway, the marking is not serious, so just give your dad a reason."
He took the thing over and thanked him. Zhang Yue also found a pack of wet wipes for him: "Tskate the clothes, wipe the face and arms more often. There is nothing to be seen. What is your dad afraid of?"
The young man was still in a low mood. He held the thing and said thank you, and turned to the bathroom to clean up himself.
5.
Visiting time began, and the family members rushed in with signs. Bai Guohao followed slowly, but he was too tall. His father saw him eight hundred miles away and waved his hand to greet him.
Bai Guohao looked over and stopped clearly when his eyes touched his father. Then he strode to him, lowered his head and shouted, "Dad."
Uncle Bai looked very happy, but he was lying down and his body was not easy to move. His eyes were raised from head to toe on his son, and although he cursed, he still reached out to drag the stool beside the bed.
Xiaobai sat down beside Lao Bai. Laobai stretched out his black arms and put his son's neck, rubbing his hands on his son's head: "You little brat, I'm like a monkey if I haven't been home for two years. This black and thin black, your mother has raised meat for you!"
said in his mouth that his son's black and thin uncle Bai was actually a few degrees blacker than his son. Although he had just seen him wipe his face and hands with a tissue, he still couldn't remove the bottom color of the pot.
Xiaobai stared at his father's face, his eyes flashed, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and finally said, "I lose weight, go to the community I rented every day to play basketball downstairs, and the broken stadium is so sunny."
Laobai didn't buy it at all: "It's good to be strong for a young man, what are you messing around all day!"
Xiaobai lowered his head, and did not talk back, lifting up the quilt to see the injuries on his father's body. Lao Bai pressed the corner of the quilt, took his arm, pointed at the hole above and asked for a crime: "What's wrong with you?"
Xiaobai touched the scar, but his face remained unchanged: "Isn't this a weekend? My colleague moved, I'll help and scratch the corner of the glass coffee table."
Lao Bai was pulling his son's hand to look at the wound, but he immediately looked up: "Male colleague, female colleague?"
"Male colleague."
"Oh, no Growing up! "Old Bai held his son's arm in pain, and was so angry that he was not strong: "If you have a little girl moving next time, you should be more active! Help others!"
" OK... I understand."
"Is there any inquiry in finding a partner? Is there a suitable unit? If not, your aunt and neighbor have a girl, and you can make time to arrange a meeting for you..."
Uncle Bai said very happily, but I think in this situation, I should be under the car, not in the car. During the visit, the family members didn't leave, so I didn't dare to leave, so I had to look at the ceiling and touch the medical record, with my eyes wandering and dementia.
are surrounded by strangers. The young man was embarrassed and fermented in place. He quickly said perfunctoryly: "Dad, I'm busy at work and I'm not free during this period. Let's talk about it in two years?"
Lao Bai glared at me. Xiaobai was not sure what to answer. Teacher Liang next to him passed by with a plate, and there was a new male intern nurse behind him. She looked at Uncle Bai's bedside card, pointed to the uncle's hand and said to the intern nurse, "It's time to test the patient with blood sugar ."
The intern brother responded and came to me, "Senior sister."
I nodded and handed Uncle Bai's hand to him. The little brother chose the most common fingertip position and wiped it a few times to put it in. Unfortunately, the tip of the blood-spun needle was not as thick as Uncle Bai's cocoon. After one slap, let alone blood, I couldn't even find the eye of the needle.
I'm afraid my little brother hasn't put his hands on it a few times, and he was stunned when he saw this: "What a thick calluse."
I laughed and touched the rest of my hand: "Try changing to a thinner place."
The little brother nodded and changed his fingers to the side of the needle. It was obvious that he had used some strength, but he didn't see any blood. He was so nervous that he was sweating a little, and he glanced at Teacher Liang. Teacher Liang walked over and looked at Uncle Bai's hand, and said helplessly: "You can't pin your hand, look at the cracks in your toes and other places. "
The little brother immediately turned to his toes and slapdated a very strong needle on the inside of his toes, but he saw a small blood spot as big as a needle tip. He had to pinch the toe and squeeze out a little blood to measure his blood sugar.
The little brother finally passed the test and breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle Bai said, "I'm so sorry, it's hard for the young man. "
The little brother smiled politely, and didn't say much, so he quickly followed Teacher Liang to patrol the bed.
Teacher Liang remembered something before leaving, and quickly turned around and told him: "The family members have time to help the old man wipe his hands and face, especially his fingers. This is too black and cannot be measured in blood oxygen. Help with the mirror, don’t always stand stupidly. "(Note: Blood oxygen saturation is generally detected by the light-emitting diodes emitting red and infrared light, penetrating the peripheral tissues of parts like fingers. Too much carbon chip on the skin will affect the blood oxygen measurement.)
I quickly took out a large can of wet wipes from the bag at the head of the bed, took out a few pieces and handed them to him: "I wipe the other side. "
Xiaobai was busy thanking me. We each held Uncle Bai's hand and started scrubbing. Soon I realized why Uncle Bai was still dark after rubbing for so long. His fingers were not thick, but the cocoon was too thick, and it felt like a whole piece of old tree bark. The folds of the skin and palm lines showed darker blackness. The carbon shavings over the years had almost blended into the cuticle. After
wipes, they turned black one by one, but they could only rub off the surface of the ash. I used the strength I had never used to scrub. I once suspected that what I needed was not a wet wipe or a bath towel.
I secretly raised my eyes to look at the other side. Xiaobai held Uncle Bai's hand, and his movements looked much lighter than mine. Although the skin color of the two hands was much different, the hand shape showed that the same slimness was similar, except for Lao Bai's hands being thicker.
Although it could be seen that Xiaobai was a pair of young hands, there were also yellow calluses at the base of the fingers and joints. If you look closely, you can see that there was a large piece of skin on the palm of your left hand, which was much lighter than the surroundings. It was probably a new skin that grew after a piece of flesh fell off.
In short, no matter how you look at it, it was not like a pair of hands sitting in the office every day to type on the keyboard.
At first, Uncle Bai was talking to his son, but it was just a question of whether the boss was tired or not. My son responded one by one, but his head was buried lower and lower. Finally, he almost buried his face in his father's hands. Uncle Bai gradually stopped talking.
The father and son were silent again. I tried to be a mobile phone wiper without feelings, pretending not to see the red eyes of the young man and the water marks on the back of his hands.
What is comforting is that Uncle Bai has work-related injury insurance, but unfortunately the outpatient expenses were taken in the rescue room. As far as I heard before, at least the local medical insurance in Beijing cannot be reported much. Living in the rescue room The expense is very high. If Uncle Bai's unit can bear part of it, their financial pressure may be smaller.
The good-study baby Cheng Yuan held the new film and watched it for a while and decided to study Uncle Bai's situation in depth. We both brought paper and pen and rushed to Uncle Bai's bedside again.
Uncle Bai's legs, orthopedics have already been dealt with, and the pain should be relieved at this moment. He was already asleep. Seeing this, Cheng Yuan carefully picked up the quilt and wanted to check his leg injuries. Uncle Bai woke up immediately as soon as he moved.
"Hey, thank you for your hard work, come to see me again. "After some scrubbing, the uncle finally came back a little white, and the difference in skin color between him and the place where his clothes were covered was not that big.
Cheng Yuan checked his legs and asked about his symptoms. I copied the numbers on the screen aside.
Uncle Bai answered very carefully, looking at both of us kindly while answering. When I saw my scalp numb, the uncle really spoke at the right time: "How old is the little girl? ”
is here again.
I sighed in my heart, and once again showed a dementia expression to pretend to be stupid.However, Cheng Yuan was a little fool after all. After hearing this, he answered honestly: "I am 24, and the mirror is two years younger than me."
I felt a little secretly, and I immediately packed up and prepared to evacuate. The uncle immediately spoke first: "Oh, it's a coincidence, this is not. My son is so old, it's such a coincidence!"
"Ah, yes, what a coincidence, haha."
I passed away in embarrassment, and Uncle Bai continued to sigh: "It's good to be a nurse. It's so decent to work in the hospital. Even if you are tired, you have to do the work."
is regarded as a nurse and is common for all young female doctors. Not to mention nurses, I used to pass by a dining car and was treated as a food cooker. This is really a small scene. I gave my usual smile and explained professionally: "Uncle, we are all doctors, but we are all very old and do more work."
Uncle Bai was stunned, laughed loudly, and said, "It turns out to be a doctor, that's a big question! I dare not ask about this anymore. My boy can endure hardships, but he can't study well, and cannot climb to a knowledgeable girl."
Cheng Yuan began to refute seriously: "No, nurses are also very knowledgeable. Our school's nursing major ..."
I was so embarrassed that I cut out three bedrooms and one living room on the ground. Cheng Yuan is really good at smashing the scene. Isn’t this equivalent to saying that even a nurse, your son is not worthy of it? I quickly cut off her words: "Where is there? Your son is also good at work. How many people envy him when working in a big city?"
"What kind of work is going to work, what can I envy? Just have a meal!"
Uncle Bai wanted to move his body, but he would hurt his leg when he moved a little. We quickly stopped him, he lay on the bed and continued to mutter: "He just came to fool me. He looked thin and thin, how could he look like he came out of the office? I definitely don't know where to work hard."
Seeing that Xiaobai's father had already seen him thoroughly, I didn't even have the desire to help him. The uncle continued to talk, "I have been digging mines for the rest of my life, and I have been working hard all my life. I really don't want him to live a life of hard work."
I was a little curious and asked tentatively, "Uncle, it's so hard to be a miner, how much can I earn in a month?"
Uncle touched the coal ash that could not be washed away in the gutter, looked at the ceiling and calculated: "Now it's more than 8,000 yuan a month. It's hard for so many years, but It’s not as good as this one to do anything else. Who knew that this was bad this time. Alas, there are always times when I’m unlucky to do this in my life. This is not the first time I have had an accident. The first few times were not serious. This time I have to spend a lot of money. No matter what, I can’t touch the money he saved anyway..."
I remembered the old fracture that had not been treated on the film. Looking at the person who came out of the coal ash in front of me, I felt a little uncomfortable.
"What I think most is that my son doesn't have to rely on hard work to make a living in the future. I can move for a few years, save more, and let him do some small business in his hometown, no matter how much he earns enough to eat."
Speaking of this, Uncle Bai suddenly became a little excited. He slapped the bed and said angrily: "That guy is ambitious. He doesn't want to stay in his hometown and insists on going to a big city. I don't know how much he has? If he has a promising school, I won't stop him, but I don't have the brain to do academic research. After graduating from high school, what can I do in Beijing? No one must want to see the door!"
"Uh... it's not." After all, when doing logistics, the requirements for academic qualifications are indeed not high, but it is also a job of putting in strength, and the development space seems to be not ideal.
"I told him a long time ago that I can't help him if I'm not familiar with the place outside. Some people in my hometown know the truth and do some small business for him, and there are people who take him with me.The little brat insisted on not listening, and ran out of home the first year, but has been outside for the past few years and has been unwilling to go home! "
I suddenly remembered when I was a child, every time I failed the exam and got beaten, I swore my teeth alone, and I vowed to be proud next time - in the eyes of my fathers, they may be the same childish and stubborn, right?
The ambitious good baby Cheng Yuan probably hasn't had much trouble with his parents since he was a child, so he couldn't understand this idea. He asked blankly: "If you go out, go out and go out. Why don't you go home? Don't you have a holiday? "
Uncle Bai sighed and said, "That brat is holding his energy and refuses to come back to see me without making a fuss. I know that my mother and I both miss him, and I still remember that I stopped him from leaving at that time, so I deliberately angered me! "
The order that the senior brother finished was booked at the bedside. Uncle Bai saw me busy and was angry for a while. He still grabbed the corner of my clothes and told me, "Don't mention anything more to him, give him some face. "
I nodded helplessly, "You cooperate with him so much, how could we not give him face? Don't worry. "
Uncle Bai thanked me, lie down his neck with confidence, and nagged to himself: "I'm used to worrying about him. When will he get well, or if he can't get well, come home? As long as he can marry a down-to-earth and capable wife, he will live a peaceful life. Just now, you two were helping me wipe my hands. I thought, if he could find such a good daughter, I would just watch it like this, it would be great..."
I swear while snatching the door and swearing that if there is a similar job next time, I will have to let Zhang Yue pick him up anyway.
Uncle Bai quickly waited for the bed, and the course was put on the agenda.
After experiencing the embarrassing journey of the previous tense, I have tried to reduce the number of contacts with Uncle Bai, and even the visit time has changed positions with others, but how can I go out of the course The doctor in charge of the bed wanted to send someone by himself, but this time he couldn't run away no matter what.
Xiaobai came in and packed things, waiting outside the door in a large bag and small bag. Today he changed his clothes and his hair was combed well, which seemed much more energetic than when he first appeared.
The coworkers who sent someone should have left. Apart from me and the teacher in charge of the bed were the only father and son left.
On the way to push the bed uphill, Uncle Bai looked at the large slope and repeatedly told his son: "Go back and try harder, don't let the little girl struggle! "
I was about to say it was okay, I could, but the young man turned to the back, the muscles on his arm stretched out, and the bed steadily went up the slope. Uncle Bai was very satisfied and patted his son's hand: "It's great, he looks like a young man. "
Xiaobai lowered his head and said nothing. Uncle Bai lay on his back and stared at his son's face, and suddenly said, "Your mama misses you, you are coming to our house for the New Year. "
Xiaobai couldn't avoid his father's gaze at the position of the station, so he twisted his head aside and responded dullly: "Yes." "
"Well, um, your mother returns to make so much food, you don't go back once, she wipes her tears at home all day! "
Uncle Bai said a few fierce words with a stern face, and then spoke softly and kindly, saying, "I won't give you a blind date, just go back and see your mother and your breasts." Did you hear it! "
Xiaobai twisted his head and felt awkward for a long time before he put out another word: "Yes. "
" Remember, don't blame me again then! "Uncle Bai couldn't help laughing and murmured, "Get my phone, I have to tell your mother quickly, some things are not ready..."
Xiaobai saw his joyful look, and couldn't help but say, "I'm still half a year old, so why don't you prepare? "
Uncle Bai's eyebrows stood up: "What do you know! "
Xiaobai had to lower his head and continue listening to the training. In fact, I also felt that no matter when Xiaobai went home, his mother must be ready.
After all, they have been waiting for two years.
6.
sent off the father and son. Seeing this reconciliation, my heart was warmer.
and the bed teacher and I pushed the bed back to their original position. I saw that the junior brother led by Teacher Liang was wiping something hard next to the pillar at the head of Uncle Bai's bed. Seeing us coming, the little brother greeted me: "Hello senior sister, Teacher Liang asked me to wipe this place clean.I don’t know who I am writing on the tiles with blood, which is so scary. "
I was stunned. I looked at the position and looked over. There were several simple vertical styles on the tiles, and the handwriting was not clear. Because the writing was not high and it was at the corner inside. No one could notice it when the bed was not pushed away.
The handwriting was quickly wiped clean.
The nurse stood up and threw the gauze that was rubbing the tiles into the medical waste bucket. She muttered, "I can't understand what it is. "
but I can understand it.
that string of numbers is his bed money.
Father and son one way
*The picture in the article comes from the Internet.
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—Author | Wang Jing
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