In the afternoon, An Luo was taken by Anze to the General Hospital of the Military Region. Unlike the lively and noisy general hospital where he lived before, there were not many patients in the Military Region Hospital, the hospital was a little deserted, and the outpatient hall was in good order. Many soldiers can see that most of the patients in this hospital are soldiers and their families from the Xilin Military Region.
After passing through the outpatient hall to the inpatient department, An Luo was sent directly to the orthopaedic ward on the eleventh floor by Anze. He had obviously made an appointment with an orthopaedic doctor in advance, and after greeting the head nurse in the ward, he took An Luo to the ward in the corner.
An Ze parked An Luo's wheelchair beside the bed, turned around, poured a glass of water and handed it to An Luo, and said in a low voice, "Brother, wait here first, I'll go to the doctor."
"Well." An Luo nodded, took the water glass and drank silently.
After An Ze left, An Luo's eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment and found that the ward here was very clean. There was a row of soft sofas against the wall, and a bunch of brightly colored flowers were placed on the table. There are several pots of green plants, air conditioners, TVs and other equipment are also readily available. Although it is a ward, the layout is very warm.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows occupying half of the wall, you can overlook the landscape of the entire Xilin Military Region. Not far away, a building with a unique shape shoots straight into the sky like a torch, and its metallic exterior makes the whole building look resolute and cold; on the wide playground on the right, a team in military uniforms is running neatly, swaying in the sun. The sweaty young soldier looks very energetic.
An Luo retracted his gaze and put his hands on his unconscious legs.
Although he never showed a trace of sadness, he who had excellent hands suddenly became a semi-crippled after being reborn. An Luo's heart was naturally uncomfortable. The thought of wanting to stand up and walk again, seeing When he arrived at the vigorous figures of the young soldiers, he suddenly became more urgent. In my heart, I could not help but secretly make a decision: I must work hard to stand up, and I must not live in a wheelchair all my life.
At this moment, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open, An Luo turned around and saw An Ze and a young doctor walking in together.
An Ze introduced: "Brother, this is Dr. Song Tang from the Department of Orthopedics. I asked him to come and see you."
An Luo glanced at the doctor's badge, which read "Song Tang, Orthopedic Doctor". Anze said that he had contacted an orthopedic specialist, but An Luo thought that the "expert" he was talking about was over fifty years old. The old professor, who did not expect to be such a young doctor, was a little surprised for a while.
Song Tang stretched out his hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Hello, An Luo, I often hear An Ze mention you as a big brother. It's really better to see it once you hear it."
An Luo thought that what he said was just a courtesy, and didn't think much about it. He reached out and shook his hand and said, "Hello, Dr. Song."
Song Tang stopped talking nonsense, took out the X-rays that An Luo had taken in the hospital before, and explained, "I have just carefully read the X-rays An Ze brought, your operation was very successful, and the fracture of your left leg is not serious. , the right leg is also very hopeful to recover, but the next recovery process will be more difficult, you have to prepare mentally in advance."
An Luo nodded and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will fully cooperate with the treatment."
Of course, he is very aware of this kind of hard work. Back then, his brother An Yang almost lost his legs in the car accident. It took a long time to get back up from the wheelchair. An Luo watched him try like a baby with his own eyes. Walking, sweating profusely with pain every step of the way, but always smiling and saying, "It's okay."
Since An Yang was able to grit his teeth back then, An Luo believed that he could also get through this difficulty.
He was never afraid of pain.
Compared with physical pain, inner pain is the hardest.
After meeting with Dr. Song, An Ze took the medicine he prescribed and carefully wrote down the dietary precautions with a pen, and then pushed An Luo's wheelchair back to his residence.
In the evening, An Ze personally cooked and made soup for his brother, saying that he was following the doctor's advice to supplement his brother's nutrition. This time, he changed a new method, and boiled peanuts, chicken feet and ginger slices together for an hour, without adding anything else. The seasoning, the soup boiled is completely original and fragrant. The chicken feet are boiled and melted in the mouth. It tastes very delicious.
An Luo liked this soup very much, and made an exception to drink three bowls in a row, breaking the historical record of two bowls of soup for one meal just set yesterday. An Luo thought, if this goes on like this, his legs will not grow well, and his body will definitely grow a circle of fat. Anze's approach is not to treat his brother's illness, but to raise pigs.
However, it is not a bad thing for the tongue to enjoy delicious food. Eating delicious food will also make the depressed mood better. An Luo decided to ignore the problem of gaining weight and continue to enjoy the delicious food made by his brother.
An Ze went back to the living room after clearing the dishes, sat next to An Luo, and said in a low voice, "Brother, Dr. Song said that your plaster can be removed in a week. After the plaster is removed, you need to go to the hospital every day. Go to physiotherapy, and if you find it troublesome, you will be directly in the hospital."
An Luo nodded, "Well, I see."
An Ze patted the back of An Luo's hand lightly, as if encouraging, "Brother, don't worry, I will accompany you."
An Luo is not worried. Being able to live again is already earned for him. It doesn't matter whether it hurts or not, and he is not afraid of it. Even so, Anze's concern still made An Luo feel a long-lost warmth in his heart. An Luo also patted his hand respectfully and said, "It's okay, I can endure it."
In the previous life, An Luo was often injured. When he was sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and got through it. No one ever cared about him, no one gave him any encouragement, and no one would cook for him himself. . Although today's younger brother An Ze has an elusive personality, at least An Luo can feel that he is serious about his concern.
Maybe it was because his stomach was bribed by him. At this time, seeing his smile, it seemed to be pleasing to the eye
The two looked at each other in silence, and An Ze's eyes became gentle. An Luo felt that it was too strange for the two brothers to look at each other like this, so he calmly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Dr. Song is what you used to be. The orthopaedic specialist? He looks young."
An Ze nodded and said: "Well, he has just turned 30 years old. He is a doctor of medicine who came back from studying in the UK. When he was in London, he has been studying the problems of fracture healing and published many academic papers. Although he is young, he is very knowledgeable. Jianshu, I believe his professional level can help you."
An Luo lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Which school did he graduate from?"
An Ze said: "It's the medical department of S University."
An Luo was startled suddenly.
If I remember correctly, Shao Rong, the youngest nephew, was also studying in the Department of Medicine of S University in the United Kingdom. Since that school really exists, that is to say, he is in the same world after his rebirth, but the time has been delayed by more than 20 years, and some of his former friends and relatives may still live in this world.
So, nephew Shao Rong... Maybe still in London
At that time, he made a will and left most of his property to his brother An Yang to inherit, and a small part was donated to Shao Rong's organ transplant research center in the UK. Unexpectedly, his brother An Yang was also killed in the same air crash. . Now that both of their brothers are dead, what happens to the property in the end
After all, it is a large amount of money, and it is a good ending for no one to inherit and donate to charity. I am afraid that someone will interfere with it and swallow all the hard work of his and An Yang's life.
Thinking of this, An Luo couldn't help frowning slightly.
At present, he has no way to find out the whereabouts of the inheritance. Only after a period of time, he will contact Shao Rong, who is far away in the UK, to ask him after he recovers. However, Shao Rong knows that his uncle will be killed if he comes back to life. frightened...
"What is brother thinking?" An Ze suddenly interrupted An Luo's thoughts.
An Luo came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and said, "It's nothing."
Anze picked up the remote control and asked, "Brother, do you want to watch the game? There is the European Cup tonight."
An Luo said, "Whatever."
Anze glanced at him and turned the TV to the sports channel. It was indeed the European Cup, the group match between France and the Netherlands. The players on both sides performed well and played very well. An Luo followed him to watch the game. , and soon immersed himself in the fierce football battle.
Half an hour later, the score was temporarily tied at 1:1.
Seeing his brother staring at the TV calmly, An Ze couldn't help but ask, "Which team does my brother prefer?"
An Luo said: "I don't particularly like it."
An Ze said: "So, my brother is just watching the process of the game, the result and winning or losing don't matter to you, do you?"
An Luo nodded, "Yeah."
An Ze looked at his expressionless profile, was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "This is often the case, the people on the stage are desperately trying to win the game, but they don't know that the people watching off the stage are just watching the show. It doesn't matter if you win or lose."
Does this sentence seem to mean something? An Luo looked back at him and asked, "Do you like the French team or the Dutch team?"
An Ze said, "I don't like it either."
An Luo said suspiciously: "Then what you mean by..."
An Ze smiled, "Brother, please understand."
After saying that, he stood up and left a sentence: "I'm going to take a shower." Then turned around and went to the bathroom.
An Luo looked at his back thoughtfully.
The people on the stage are working hard, but the people offstage are watching the show—what does he say has something to do with the game? Or something else
If it means otherwise, what is it
The scene where An Ze leaned into his brother's ear and spoke at An Yan's award ceremony suddenly appeared in his memory—what did he say at that time? Why can't I forget that scene since I saw that scene on TV
After pondering for a while, still unable to understand what he meant, An Luo couldn't help frowning slightly.
An Ze, the younger brother who looks the most mature and stable, has the most elusive mind. In his heavy and complicated eyes, what was in his mind? Why is there never any real joy in his smile