On New Year's Eve, Ren Yi made arrangements for the squadron and drove to the hospital to pick up his father.
When he arrived at the hospital, he explained his purpose to the front desk, and then went straight to the ward. He has been here many times, and he is already familiar with it.
Halfway through, he suddenly bumped into a person, it was Dr. Peng who had received him several times before.
"Captain Ren?" Dr. Peng seemed in a hurry, "Didn't you say on the phone that you would arrive at four or five o'clock?"
"Oh, I finished my work ahead of time, so I'll come here earlier, I'm afraid of traffic jams if I'm late."
"Why don't you sit for a while, the nurse may be cleaning the old captain."
"daytime?"
"It seems to be." Dr. Peng looked at his watch, "Just sit for a while."
"Okay, then I'll go to the bathroom first."
"Turn left at the end of the corridor."
Ren Yi finished using the bathroom, opened the door and walked out.
There is a window at the end of the corridor, and the parking lot is under the window. When Ren Yi passed by the window, he casually wanted to see if he could see his car here, but a figure passing through the parking lot caught his attention. . That figure from the back really looks familiar.
Ren Yi stopped and looked carefully. The floor here is not high, and he has 5.2 vision in both eyes. When the man turned to open the door, he recognized at a glance that it was Gong Yingxian's psychiatrist—Dr. Pompeii.
Why is he here
But after thinking about it, this hospital is owned by Gong Yingxian, and it is normal for Dr. Pompeii to appear here.
Ren Yi didn't think much, turned around and walked to his father's ward.
When he walked to the ward, a nurse just came out of it.
"Sister, have you finished cleaning inside?" Ren Yi asked.
"It's over, you can go in."
Ren Yi pushed the door open and went in.
Ren Xiangrong was sitting in a chair basking in the sun. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"Today's New Year's Eve, I'll take you to the squadron to celebrate the New Year." Ren Yi smiled wryly in his heart. He just called yesterday, but he forgot about it today.
"Oh, it's the Chinese New Year, why is it just the Chinese New Year? This year, it's too fast."
"There are a lot of families of soldiers here this year, so it's very lively." Ren Yi packed up his father's daily necessities.
"Chinese New Year... where's your mother? Did you go grocery shopping?"
"… Ok."
Ren Yi took his father's things, pushed the wheelchair out of the ward.
Dr. Peng led two male nurses over immediately: "Captain Ren, let's come, let's send the old captain to the car."
"Thank you, you have worked hard during this time." Ren Yi shook hands with Dr. Peng. Putting his dad here, he really felt relieved and relieved a lot.
"It's all as it should be. You celebrate the New Year well, and come back anytime after the New Year. There are people here at any time."
"Okay. Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
Along the way, Ren Xiangrong looked out the window silently.
When his father was ill, he had all kinds of behaviors, some were hysterical, some were joyful, some were sad and bewildered, and some were taciturn. He was used to it, and he asked in a relaxed tone: "Old Ren, how are you doing recently?"
Ren Xiangrong didn't speak.
"Look at the few months you have been in the hospital, the food has been pretty good. If you are fat and fat, I can't do it anymore. No matter how delicious the cafeteria is, I will get tired of eating every day."
Ren Xiangrong turned his face and asked seriously: "What kind of dumplings does your mother make today?" "There must be leeks and cabbage. You don't like leeks, and I don't like cabbage. I might put some peeled dumplings this year." Shrimp."
"What is Pippi Shrimp?"
"Uh, shrimp."
"Oh, then I have to go to Elder Sister Wu, no, I have to go to her Xiao Wu to buy it. It's not easy for orphans and widows, and she is sick again. We have to take care of her business frequently."
Ren Yi was stunned. When his father was ill, his memory jumped irregularly. It was common for him to think that he was still in school, but there was one year that his father would never go back to, and that was nineteen years ago.
Because nineteen years ago, his father experienced the most tormenting year in his life. In that year, he lost four comrades-in-arms overnight, and he was buried under the ruins for eight days and seven nights, narrowly escaped death. I don't know if the self-protection mechanism is at work, but his father's memory never goes to that year.
But what I just said was exactly nineteen years ago.
Sister Wu was self-employed in a vegetable market back then, selling dried seafood for a living. Xiao Wu was her son and one of his childhood playmates. Nineteen years ago, Sister Wu suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. Xiao Wu, who was still in junior high school, dropped out of school to set up a stall for her. He didn't have such a deep memory of other people's family, but it happened that year, which was also the most difficult year for their whole family, and so many things that happened left a deep impression on him.
Ren Yi glanced at Ren Xiangrong: "Dad, is your leg better?" In the Baosheng chemical factory explosion, his father injured his leg, which laid the root of the trouble for his mobility after old age. He wants to know whether his father's current memory is before or after the explosion. It was a cruel memory. His father can recall it calmly in a waking state, but for his father now, the bombing has not been long past. , that will have a great emotional impact on him.
"Hey, I can't go back to the past."
Ren Yi's heart sank when he heard this, and he immediately became cautious: "It will be fine, the doctor said it will be fine."
"It won't get better." Ren Xiangrong said sadly, "Some injuries won't get better, just like people who die can't come back."
Seeing his father's sad look, Ren Yi felt very uncomfortable.
A few days ago, he did have an urge to find someone to talk to, and the only person who could understand his state of mind and was closest to him was his father, but he didn't dare to go in the end, he didn't want his father to worry, I don't want his dad to recall too much the pain of losing his comrades in arms.
But his father happened to go back to that year.
Seeing the traffic jam in front of him, Ren Yi took out a blindfold from his father's bag: "Dad, put down the chair and get some sleep."
Usually his father's state can be changed after sleeping.
Ren Xiangrong also seemed to be really tired, put down the back of the chair, put on the blindfold, and soon fell asleep.
Hearing the even snoring sound, Ren Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He was not in a hurry to return to the squadron, so he drove slowly and steadily.
Back in the squadron, it was almost dark, and a few soldiers came to help him put his father on the wheelchair. His dad just woke up and looked at the squadron in a daze. "Uncle Ren." Qu Yangbo came over, bent down with a smile, "Are you tired on the road, hungry?"
Ren Xiangrong looked at Qu Yangbo for a while, and suddenly said: "Oh, Xiaoqu."
"Yes, it's me."
"I haven't seen you for a long time." Ren Xiangrong smiled, "How is your dad? I heard that he had an operation some time ago?"
"Minor surgery, it's fine, and you look fine, too."
"It's okay, are you married yet?"
Qu Yangbo laughed and said, "Ren Yi hasn't finished yet, so I'm not in a hurry."
"Fuck off, which pot is not open and which pot to carry." Ren Yi scolded with a smile, "Dad, don't listen to him, this kid is so sweet and sweet, I don't know how many girlfriends I have changed."
"Don't tarnish my reputation, I tell you."
Ren Xiangrong laughed.
Qu Yangbo helped Ren Yi push the wheelchair: "Seeing that you are improving, Sihuo said that you have gained weight?"
"Yeah, I gained eight catties. That hospital, I ate well."
Ren Yi smiled and said: "It's okay to be fatter, as long as you don't exceed the standard, you are now very standard."
"Hey, why did you come to the squadron..." Ren Xiangrong looked at the squadron's dormitory building and shook his head annoyedly, "This brain is getting worse every day."
"Who said that? The doctor said that the treatment is effective, and that your brain is better than before."
"Maybe, anyway, they always let me play games for a while and do some handicrafts. It seems that I can do better than before."
"Can you and your patients have a table of mahjong together?" Qu Yangbo said, "Playing mahjong can move your fingers, which is especially good for the brain."
"There's mahjong, I'm learning."
The squadron is very lively at this time. Some soldiers have gone home for the New Year, but there are also many relatives of the soldiers who stayed behind who came to the squadron from other places to celebrate the collective New Year. Laughter.
Ren Yi pushed his father into the living room and immediately received a warm welcome. His dad is also very excited, he hasn't received so much support for a long time.
Dozens of people ate the New Year's Eve dinner lively together, and gathered around to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
After ten o'clock, Ren Xiangrong looked obviously sleepy, Ren Yi said: "Old Ren, you go to my dormitory to rest first, and have dumplings at night, how about I send them to you?"
"OK."
Several people worked together to carry Ren Xiangrong into Ren Yi's dormitory.
Ren Yi covered him with the quilt, then poured a glass of water: "Drink some water first."
Ren Xiangrong took a sip of water: "It's lively, but it's a little tired." "You haven't seen so many people in a long time, it's okay, you have a good rest, you want to be lively, anytime." Ren Yi pressed his father legs.
"Okay, Dr. Pang said, we need to communicate with people more, the more lively the better."
"Dr. Peng?" Ren Yi said casually, "Did Dr. Peng get his doctorate?"
"Not Peng, Pang, a foreign doctor with mixed blood."
Ren Yi was a little surprised: "Dr. Pompeii? Have you seen him?"
"Isn't he a doctor?"
"He's not your doctor in charge." Ren Yi felt a little strange. In the beginning, the medical team that Gong Yingxian assigned to his father definitely didn't have Dr. Pompeii. Alzheimer's disease is a disease of pathological changes in the nervous system. Psychiatrists are of little use, so why would Dr. Pompeii participate in his father's treatment? At least he didn't know it at all.
"There are several doctors, and I'm also confused." Ren Xiangrong said, "Anyway, he came to talk to me a few times."
"We talked today too?"
"Today..." Ren Xiangrong hesitated, "I forgot, has he been here today?"
"What did he talk to you about?"
"He said he was going to help me recall the memories that stood out to me, and that would help stimulate my memory nerves to be active."
Ren Yi was full of doubts. Dr. Pompey doesn't seem to have any reason to participate in his father's treatment, maybe... for scientific research purposes? But most hospitals will tell him in advance, "Then, what do you remember?"
Ren Xiangrong sighed: "He always asks me about the two cases related to the Gong family nineteen years ago."
The movements of Ren Yi's hands stopped. Gong Yingxian once mentioned to him that he might use some memory retrieval methods on his father to see if he could recall some details of the fire that year, and he agreed, on the premise of not hurting his father.
However, it was not a pleasant experience after all. If you want to recall the memory, you should also inform him. After all, all their previous treatment plans will be communicated with him.
"If you don't like it, just reject it next time." Ren Yi said, "I know you don't like to recall, so tell me everything you can remember."
"Maybe, but the questions he asks always make me feel that there are many things I haven't thought of."
"for example?"
"For example... what kind of mask, mask, he even showed me a weird mask."
Ren Yi froze, "He asked you... the mask?"
"Yeah, I really don't remember the mask. Was it written in the newspaper back then? How did he know? Anyway, I felt like I had a few dreams, and the dream was as real as if I had really returned to the scene of the fire. ,Hey."
Ren Yi's complexion became more and more serious.
dream. Gong Yingxian once said that the feeling of deep hypnosis is like having an extremely realistic dream after waking up, and after a period of time, people will often recall the content of the hypnosis, which is easy to confuse reality and become trance.
Could it be...
No, impossible, how could Dr. Pompey deeply hypnotize his dad without his permission? That's illegal, they communicated with him every step of the medical plan and asked him to sign it...
signature.
Ren Yi's body suddenly turned cold, and his face immediately turned pale.