Zhou Hao received a call from his hometown when he was at work in the afternoon. At that time, there were still four or five patients waiting outside. He rushed out in a hurry and found a secluded place.
"Your grandma woke up with swollen faces on both sides in the morning, and couldn't open her eyes in the afternoon, so she was sent to the county hospital."
The caller was Uncle Ge next door to their house. His grandparents were illiterate and could not make calls, and there was no telephone installed at home, so Zhou Hao exchanged numbers with this Uncle Ge. The old couple are getting old, in case they get sick, please let him know.
Zhou Hao tried his best to keep himself calm, but his words were still trembling, "Doctor, what do you say?"
"The doctor said to check, I'll ask your grandpa to tell you."
The phone was transferred to his grandfather Hou Gui, and the old man choked up, "Your grandma said she was not feeling well last night..."
The old man cried and couldn't continue, and the phone returned to Uncle Ge.
"Haohao, come back quickly, your grandma seems to be in serious condition this time."
"Uncle, if the hospital asks you to pay, you should help me first."
"This uncle knows, you come back quickly, ah."
Zhou Hao took a long vacation with the director and bought a plane ticket for the day. The earliest flight was at 7:30 in the evening.
After returning home, Zhou Hao simply packed up some clothes and put the bank card in his backpack.
Sitting in the departure hall, Zhou Hao looked around awkwardly. Those vivid faces who were laughing, talking, or chewing food were like a comic strip flipping through pages, and the most ruthless page was frozen.
He became anxious, his face showed a heartbroken and pitiful and helpless expression, and he couldn't stop thinking about the bad in his mind.
Gradually, Zhou Hao's eyes turned red and he cried out.
The broadcast reminded that the plane was delayed, and the departure time was postponed to 9:30. He was nibbling on the bread he bought casually from the convenience store downstairs, when his mobile phone rang.
19:42, eighteen minutes earlier than the usual agreed time.
Zhou Hao heard it, but didn't reach out to answer it, and let the phone ring persistently and dullly in his backpack.
The uncle who rested with his eyes closed on the seat next to him opened his eyes angrily, and glared at Zhou Hao.
Probably because he was making noise, Zhou Hao looked sideways at the man beside him.
The phone is still ringing.
"The phone rang and I didn't answer it. What are you doing? I'm sick." The man tilted his head and complained in a strange way.
Zhou Hao took out his mobile phone from his bag and pressed the hang up button. He was still looking sideways at the man.
The man was terrified by his stare, cursed "bad luck", got up and moved three places to the right.
June is the time when mulberry trees bear fruit, and the small soil slope should be covered with small purple mulberries. Take a bite, and the juice will burst into your mouth, which is sweet.
But her grandma fell ill during this harvest season.
Zhou Hao withdrew his gaze from the man, and continued to gnaw on the dry bread.
At this time, the phone rang again, and this time he didn't hang up.
"Haohao, why didn't you answer the phone just now?" Jiang Yuqian was keenly aware of the abnormality.
Zhou Hao swallowed the bread in his mouth, unscrewed the water and took a sip.
"What about you? Did something happen?"
The insecure man was anxiously asking his lover on the other end of the phone from a long distance away.
Zhou Hao took another mouthful of bread and drank some water. He said slowly and perfunctorily, "I'm eating."
Jiang Yuqian felt a little relieved, "Don't scare me anymore, why are you eating so late? What are you eating?"
"Jiang Yuqian, the mulberry tree in my hometown is bearing fruit."
Jiang Yuqian was stunned for a few seconds by an inexplicable sentence that didn't make sense, and his heart was full of sorrow: Something bad must have happened to the little lunatic.
"Haohao, where are you now?"
"I was out."
"Are you still eating out? Haohao, go home and take a shower after eating, turn on the air conditioner, get under the quilt, and then talk to me, okay?"
Zhou Hao took a bite of the bread and chewed dryly, "Yes." Then he hung up the phone.
Jiang Yuqian, who is in love, has a mind like a sensitive and delicate boy. He will worry about gains and losses, and always feel insecure. He is most afraid that the moment he turns around, the little lunatic will regret not wanting him. He can't wait to cling to the little lunatic every day and talk about love from morning till night.
At nine o'clock, Jiang Yuqian called again, and Zhou Hao's bread had already been eaten.
"Hello."
"Haohao, are you home? Did you take a shower?"
Zhou Hao was weak and mentally weak, "washed."
"I'll be back next month. Do you want to go out for a walk during the weekend break?"
"Jiang Yuqian, I'm a little tired, so I'm going to sleep first."
Facing the sudden hanging up of the phone, Jiang Yuqian fell into tedious thinking. The two of them talked well last night, but everything changed after a day.
He almost asked just now, Haohao, do you really regret it
When the plane arrived at Qingjiang, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Zhou Hao took a taxi to Qingjiang County Hospital.
His grandma was hospitalized and lived in the respiratory medicine ward with an oxygen inhaler connected to her mouth and nose.
Zhou Hao talked with the attending physician, and the doctor said sorry that the diagnosis cannot be confirmed yet, and the initial suspicion is that the facial edema caused by high blood pressure.
Zhou Hao's heart sank and sank. His grandma's blood pressure was on the high side, but it was not serious. The chance of this happening was very small.
The doctor is also a sensible person. After thinking about it, he still said sincerely, "Our hospital has never encountered such a situation. I suggest that it is best to go to city A or city C to have a look. Large hospitals have sufficient clinical experience, and the final examination results are also good. Maybe it's just a little sickness."
Zhou Hao said lightly, "Thank you."
"Does your grandma have health insurance?"
"No, she has rural insurance."
The doctor was a little bit emotional, and muttered, "The reimbursement of the rural insurance is not much..."
The corridor of the hospital was long, and the lights in the corridor were not bright, giving it a gloomy and gloomy feeling.
Zhou Hao returned to the ward. His grandfather was still asleep, and he was leaning on the chair.
"Haohao, what did the doctor say?"
The old man was very anxious. The older he was, the more difficult it was to control his emotions. When his grandfather asked this question, his cloudy and vicissitudes eyes were filled with mist.
He wiped his tears and said, "When I brought your grandma here in the afternoon, I couldn't understand a word the doctor said. Fortunately, my grandson has gone to school, and grandpa is waiting for you to come here today... I don't understand...how about your grandma?"
Zhou Hao forced a smile on his face, "The doctor said it's okay, he said it's okay...Grandpa, there's an empty bed next to you, you can lie down and sleep for a while."
His grandfather walked over tremblingly, he was old and his legs and feet were not good.
After comforting his grandfather, Zhou Hao walked out of the ward alone. He went to the toilet and stood by the window of the toilet. I wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when I touched my pocket, I suddenly realized that I had quit smoking, and I haven't touched that stuff for a long time.
The evening breeze is cool and blows gently, and the disturbing thoughts are gradually sorted out in this cool breeze.
Now, he is the pillar of the family. The illiterate grandfather put all his hopes on his grandson, because the grandson has been educated and has a good culture, and his grandfather shared some of his worries.
The sky is falling, and his grandson who can read and write is still there, so don't be afraid.
But what did Zhou Hao think? When he saw the dead wood-shaped hands of his grandparents, he thought of the hard work of the old couple all their lives, and he was afraid that they would not be able to live a comfortable life if they were so busy.
The older generation in the countryside are like this, toiling like cattle and horses, living a hard life of rice porridge and pickled vegetables for breakfast.
He remembered that many years ago, he met Jia Lin in the hospital. At that time, Jia Lin's grandfather had just been discharged from the hospital. Jia Lin was busy moving things to the car. He asked Jia Lin, why didn't he ask someone to help him
What did Jia Lin say? Jia Lin said that the aunt at home has asked for leave and is too lazy to bother others.
He was talking about the aunt at home.
An unintentional sentence, Zhou Hao didn't realize the gap between rich and poor at that time, but when he saw his grandma lying on the hospital bed in the county hospital today, he thought of Jia Lin's grandfather, the retired veteran cadre whom he had never met .
Humans are such a dark and complex species. Especially Zhou Hao himself.
Others live well, so what does it matter to you to live in a high-end ward? What does it matter to you that other people's hands are smooth and delicate? Even if it is, what does it matter to you if someone else eats the Manchu Banquet in the morning
But Zhou Hao didn't, he began to blame himself for his incompetence, and began to feel sorry for his grandparents.
I had a hard life, so I gritted my teeth and passed it, but the old man in the family had such an unsatisfactory life, all his bad thoughts came up.
The heavy burden of thoughts made him breathless, he took out his phone, and found Jiang Yuqian's number.
He knew in his heart that after making this phone call, he and that man would be completely bound together. in the form of debt.
A man likes him, he can tell, so does he like that man himself
Let's live. As long as you are alive, you will put yourself in it.
The call has been dialed...
Zhou Hao stood at the window, looking at the night view of the hospital.
"Haohao, huh? What's the matter?" The man's voice was indescribably lazy, probably because he was woken up.
"Jiang Yuqian, the mulberry tree in my hometown bears fruit."
Jiang Yuqian woke up from his drowsy sleep. He sat up straight and hid in the darkness.
"Haohao, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. Have you received the money I transfer to you every month?"
"Received." Jiang Yuqian felt flustered that he couldn't figure it out.
There was another silence, and the breeze blew on Zhou Hao's face, making his thoughts even more chaotic.
"Haohao, are you at home now?"
"No, I'm not at home. It cost me a lot of money to buy that house. I have to pay off the mortgage every month. In the down payment, there is also the 100,000 yuan that Xiao Sun gave me."
Also, he still owes Jiang Yuqian every month.
He only paid that little salary, and after paying this, and then that, the money was gone. Today, Uncle Ge paid 3,000 yuan in advance, and he took it out of the card and returned it to the family.
"Did something happen to you today? Did someone say something about you?"
"No, no one talks about me, I just want to tell you that the mulberry tree in my hometown bears fruit."
"Haohao, I'll go look for you tomorrow, you'll wait for me at home, okay?" Jiang Yuqian was almost sure that the little lunatic must have encountered a difficult situation.
"Jiang Yuqian, don't come here, I'm not at home."
"Where are you going?"
Zhou Hao's voice was faintly crying, "My grandma is sick, and I'm going back to my hometown."
Jiang Yuqian coaxed distressedly, "Haohao, don't be afraid, grandma will be fine."
Zhou Hao hung up the phone quickly, he didn't want to blow the cool wind outside the window anymore, the more he blew it, the more confused he became.
He had been brewing in his stomach for a long time, but he still didn't say it.
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At noon the next day, Zhou Hao received a call from Jiang Yuqian, who said that he had arrived in Qingjiang.
Zhou Hao was cooking in the cafeteria, and a group of people crowded around the dining window. Zhou Hao was also crowded inside, surrounded by a sour smell of summer.
Holding an empty lunch box, he squeezed out from the crowd, a ball of soft cotton floated in his heart, and his heart was wrapped in it, which was also soft.
Zhou Hao went to a restaurant near the hospital to buy some food. He wanted to go back to the ward early, because Jiang Yuqian said he would be there soon.