Du Dong made another eleven or two calls in a series of life-threatening calls. He hung up one and he made another call, and he hung up and made another call. Qiao Fengtian's palms were numb.
"Let's pick it up." Zheng Siqi glanced at him, "If you don't pick him up, you will call the police."
Qiao Fengtian was stunned for a moment, pursed his dry mouth, and pressed the answer, "En?"
"Where?!! As soon as you turn around, you'll be gone! You don't answer the phone! Without saying a word, my anxious hair will kill your second uncle's bastard!" Du Dong opened his mouth and shouted, shocked Qiao Fengtian's temple jumped suddenly, and hurriedly took the receiver a little further away.
"Speak! Where is it!"
Qiao Fengtian coughed, "... Linan Municipal Party Committee Hospital."
"Hospital?"
"My brother... something happened." Qiao Fengtian swallowed, raised his head quietly, and glanced at Zheng Siqi's quiet profile.
Du Dong rode a borrowed electric donkey, pressing the traffic law line, and drove over 120 miles all the way. When Qiao Fengtian met him at the corner of the corridor, he found that his forehead was covered in thin sweat.
"How is it? What's the situation? Are you all right?" Du Dong asked in a row as he walked, walking to Qiao Fengtian's side and grabbing his hot elbow.
Qiao Fengtian frowned, lowered his head, and pointed to a red light on the top, "I don't know... the operation isn't over yet." He took a breath and spit it out, "It's troublesome and dangerous... It's up to you."
Du Dong opened his mouth and said nothing. After a long pause, he stretched out his arms and pulled Qiao Fengtian into his arms, then put his hand on the back of his head and pressed him on his shoulder.
"It's okay, it's okay! Ah!"
Du Dong patted Qiao Fengtian's back with a "slap" sound, his hair trembled with force, but Qiao Fengtian didn't say a word, letting the other party press him firmly and tightly.
"What's the matter? It's not me and Li Li! Don't be afraid! Ah! I have opened my mouth to say that there is no problem, no problem, you believe me!" After that, he rubbed his back again. rub.
Zheng Siqi was standing against the wall, and he could clearly see Qiao Fengtian reaching out and grabbing Du Dong's clothes tightly, and the pair of eyes protruding from his shoulders. Clear, dark, covered with a layer of looming water light. In comparison, Qiao Fengtian in this man's arms was indeed more relaxed, softer, and seemed to be more exposed.
For a moment, he realized that he was still unfamiliar. Some things seem to be done too diligently and considered too inconclusively.
Zheng Siqi watched quietly, frowning inexplicably, so he put on his glasses to cover up.
"Fengtian."
Zheng Siqi took two steps forward and watched Qiao Fengtian get out of Du Dong's arm when he heard the sound.
"Why don't I go back first, the child is still at home, I can rest assured when your friend is here." Zheng Siqi smiled at him.
"That little five he..."
"Are you going to let him know?"
Qiao Fengtian was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Although this will happen sooner or later, but... I don't want to say it now, it's too sudden, and I don't know the outcome yet."
"Then I won't tell you, don't worry." Zheng Siqi looked down at him, "until the matter is settled, don't worry about the child's affairs. After you've settled it, you can pick him up again."
Zheng Siqi's job is not easy either, neither is it a relative or a relationship. Qiao Fengtian was both guilty and guilty.
"He, what does he want to ask?"
Zheng Siqi smiled lightly, "As soon as I eat with my mouth, it's more than enough to coax a child, you can rest assured."
"Then I will do it as soon as possible, and I won't bother you for too long, tomorrow night at the latest."
Zheng Siqi glanced to the side, and then said, "If you have any trouble, don't hide, don't hide, tell me, you can help me, eh?"
Qiao Fengtian raised his head, tried his best to open his smile, looked at the other's forehead for a moment, and lowered his head again.
"… thanks."
"polite."
Qiao Fengtian watched him turn around, and saw that his clothes were unintentionally stained with the white ash and dark gray clothes on the corridor wall, which was very clear. He called out in a low voice. Zheng Siqi turned to look at him, and he walked over and patted the hem of his woolen coat lightly, dusted it, and silently crushed the wall dust stuck to his fingers.
"okay."
Zheng Siqi looked down at the hem of the clothes and put on his glasses, "There is a result, give me a call, as long as you want."
Qiao Fengtian nodded, "Okay."
Seeing people walking away, Du Dong touched his lower arm and leaned over, "Teacher from Lida, let me see, the humanist, came to our store to get a haircut, why did you just stay here with me?"
"His daughter and Xiao Wuzi are in the same class and at the same table."
"Familiar?"
"No." Qiao Fengtian stroked his forehead, "Ordinary friend."
Linan Yuelang, it was almost midnight, but Qiao Fengtian felt more and more sober and anxious.
Live or die, success or failure, as if in a moment, not controlled by any of your actions and thoughts, the information between doctors and patients is extremely mismatched and unequal, it is more hanging than playing dice with God—playing dice, At least shake it yourself.
At half past twelve, the red light that had been on for six hours went off.
The two stood up from their chairs, and Qiao Fengtian felt that his heart was almost unable to beat. Bulging in the throat, with just a cough, it can roll onto his feet.
When the chief surgeon came out, a nurse followed him to help him untie the knot on the back of the surgical gown. Du Dong stepped forward in two steps, but Qiao Fengtian didn't dare to move, grabbing the corner of his clothes, waiting for the doctor to take off his mask and speak.
"Family, don't be nervous."
The director was still warm, unbuttoning the hook behind his ear: "The operation was successful, and the hand was temporary. I said temporary, it was connected."
Qiao Fengtian hesitated in place.
He was afraid that he didn't hear clearly, that he heard it wrong, and that he heard it fly away.
"Why are you standing still!" Du Dong took the lead and shoved him forward with his elbow, "The doctor said yes! It's alright!"
Only then did Qiao Fengtian open his mouth.
A moment of relief simply and neatly cut the chord in his heart.
He buried his face in his palms, and his slack limbs were instantly swept away by a flood of intense fatigue and soreness, so he slumped into the chair. Neither crying nor shouting, quiet, only the shoulders were silently shaking.
It is the full of hope after the despair has disappeared, and the huge throbbing after the sorrow has passed.
Du Dong turned his body and rubbed the top of his soft head vigorously with his hands, "You don't believe me! I said that I really opened my mouth, I didn't lie to you, right?!"
Qiao Fengtian raised his face to look at him, his eyes were like heavy rain, the muddy mountain road under the ears of the deer.
"It doesn't mean it's all right." The director was tired and had a headache, so he headed back to the operating room, and the nurse who left behind wrapped the surgical gown around his arm a few times, carefully harvesting it into a small ball, "After the operation There is also an observation period to watch, which cannot be ignored.”
Qiao Fengtian stood up on his knees, "No... Can't I see the patient?"
"Patients are sent directly to the intensive care ward through the green channel. The intensive care ward is 24 hours a day. Family members cannot enter, and there is no need to keep watch. If you live close by, you can go back to rest for a while and discuss follow-up plans. The hospital will notify you in time if there is any situation. Keep your phone open at all times, don't worry too much about the rest."
"Thank you, thank you, and thank the doctors and nurses inside for me. It's all hard work, all hard work." Du Dong stretched out his hand and touched his head excitedly, wanting to shake a hand with the nurse.
"No." The little nurse smiled, "It's my share."
Against the darkness, Du Dong accompanied Qiao Fengtian to Taochong Lake.
After stopping a night taxi, Qiao Fengtian was leaning against the car window, and the street lamps were one section at a time, and the lights on his face also flickered.
Qiao Liang's clothes, daily necessities, must be sorted out one by one. If they are not used, it will be a long and tough battle in the future; Poly Real Estate's work can no longer be done. , but also to explain the situation in detail; Xiao Wuzi can't live alone, can't think about it, he's loaded with books and clothes, and he will move to him for the time being, and his studies can't fall...
The car that was involved in the accident was borrowed from someone, so you have to ask clearly, who is responsible, and how much you should pay; there is a little girl whose family members have not come to the door to point their noses and make a fuss, and they have to ask traffic police Liu Ask them one by one, whether to take criminal responsibility, how much, how to deal with the follow-up, and how much money can be taken privately; Lin Shuangyu and Qiao Sishan still don't know, can't say, they can't let them come over and cry. One time, I couldn't tell the difference between three heads and six arms to take care of it; thinking of Qiao Sishan, I don't know if the antihypertensive drugs are enough or not. Last year, I had a slight cerebral infarction, half of my arm was numb and I couldn't move. I had to take nifedipine sustained-release tablets for a long time to recover slowly. They have to buy them all; the total deposit in hand is only 50,000 yuan, and the guarantee is out of the corners and corners;
Mortgage repayments are still a few years away...
Originally, I could make do with it, but it was a disaster, and I was extremely poor.
Why don't you change hands.
Qiao Liang is in a hurry to use it here, but if he really wants to sell it, it may not be enough.
The fifth child needs money to go to school, and he needs money to recover in the later stage. He can't take care of it and ask a nurse to ask for money, as well as medical expenses, surgery expenses, and living expenses...
How can life be so tiring, so hard.
Qiao Fengtian rubbed his nose and rubbed his eyes. He rolled half of the car window and let the wind blow his heavy head and inflate his bulging heart. Du Dong looked at him worriedly, at the small curved arc of his thick eyelashes.
"You go up first." Qiao Fengtian stood in the dark corridor and pressed the door key to Du Dong's palm, "Go and find a tote bag for me, my brother should have it in the closet. There are many things in the corridor, you should be careful. Don't hit it."
Du Dong pulled his hand nervously, "Where are you going?!"
Qiao Fengtian is lightly happy - can he still jump off the building
"Call." He grabbed his hand back, "Call Mr. Zheng, don't worry, I'll ask if Little Five is asleep."
Du Dong hesitated for a moment, "...I'll go up and wait for you first."
"kindness."
Qiao Fengtian went up to the roof of the top floor.
The roof was empty and filthy, with puddles of rainwater accumulating. Qiao Fengtian stepped into a place inadvertently, splashed water, and wet his trousers.
The handrails along the eaves were all red and rusted, and the hand was stained with maroon with just one touch. Qiao Fengtian didn't lean against him, standing upright with a distance.
Zheng Siqi picked up quickly, and Qiao Fengtian felt that he hadn't slept at all.
"Are you disturbed?"
"No, how is it?"
Zheng Siqi is sorting out the case. I lit a lamp, propped my legs on the chair, typed on the keyboard, and just finished a page of ppt. The voice was deep and gentle.
Qiao Fengtian stared at the dim yellow light that was still lit in a distant window, "The doctor said that it is considered a success for the time being, and we still need to observe."
Zheng Siqi didn't speak for a long time, and was silent for a moment before speaking.
"kindness."
Qiao Fengtian took a breath, "Where's the little five, didn't you think about asking more? He... He has been careful since he was a child, and he doesn't say anything if he notices... I'll pick it up tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I'm sleeping in Zao'er's room." Zheng Siqi got up and walked to the kitchen, and took half of the hot water from the cup, "Time doesn't matter, don't push yourself too hard."
Qiao Fengtian said nothing.
Many things have long been irrelevant to him, whether he is not understood, accepted, whether he can be blessed, it is unrealistic and unnecessary to dig into these details.
You don't have to worry about where to live, you don't have to worry about going hungry tomorrow, your family is alive, and everyone you care about can live an ordinary and peaceful life, and that's enough for a wife.
But most of the good stories are made up by people, and they have to be beaten piece by piece, and they have to admit that they are forced to admit it over and over again—some things are just a high wall, a deep hurdle, and a path that takes one step at a time to overcome. overwhelmed gap.
Qiao Fengtian now has to face it, to leave, to say that he is not afraid, that is bullshit, that is fake.
"If you don't force yourself to be tight, you won't be able to live on."
Qiao Fengtian was both self-deprecating and teasing. He lowered his head and smiled, looking at his palm, which was pale in the night.
He felt that Zheng Siqi could not understand this feeling.
Zheng Siqi had a sentence in his mouth, but he didn't say anything after thinking for a long time. Some high-rise buildings and fake things have really come to the face of reality, and they are indeed extremely weak.
The sentence came from Stephens, who said that every tragedy creates a hero in ordinary life.