On the morning of the operation, Wang Dahu began to fidget. Compared with him, Li Qingran seemed calmer.
At exactly nine o'clock, Li Qingran was pushed into the operating room on time. Wang Dahu sat on the plastic chair in the corridor, looking at the tightly closed door of the operating room, he felt that the seconds seemed like years.
As time passed bit by bit, Wang Dahu's heart became tighter and tighter.
Although the doctor said that this operation is not life-threatening, the success or failure of the operation is related to whether Li Qingran will be disabled in the future, how could Wang Dahu not be worried.
Wang Shoumin was also sitting on the side. He looked at the eldest grandson who was clenching his fists tightly, and patted his head comfortingly.
It was not until more than four hours later that the indicator light marking the end of the operation went out.
Wang Dahu rushed to the doctor who came out of the door, and kept asking how it was
"Don't worry! The operation was successful, and there will be no sequelae to the body."
Wang Dahu couldn't help screaming happily after hearing this.
Li Qingran received an anesthetic injection, and when he woke up, it was already around evening.
"Leg..." The first thing he did when he woke up was to raise his hand to touch his left leg.
"Yes, yes!!!" Wang Dahu said with a smile: "The doctor said, after a few days after the operation is very successful, your legs will be able to bounce like before, how to jump, how to jump, how to jump."
After hearing this, Li Qingran showed a happy smile on his somewhat pale face.
Seeing this, Wang Dahu scratched his little nose: "Now don't worry!"
Li Qingran nodded shyly.
While he was sleeping, Wang Dahu ordered meals at the restaurant outside the hospital. He ordered a plate of three delicacies, a plate of braised pork ribs, and two large plates of dumplings. He also specially asked the chef of the restaurant to cook a big pot of bone soup, which was specially for Li Qingran to drink.
Don't say it! The chef's craftsmanship is really good, the bone soup is fresh and fragrant, and the smell makes people drool.
The little girl in the bed next door swallowed hard twice.
Seeing this, Wang Dahu couldn't help teasing her, who would have thought that this girl named Xiaoyu was a vengeful girl, so she ignored Wang Dahu and just kept pestering Li Qingran, watching the two talking and laughing One mouthful of Ranran's brother, one mouthful of Xiaoyu's sister, Wang Dahu silently bit his sleeve, tears streaming down his face. However, Wang Dahu's subtle "jealousy" only lasted until the tenth day. Ten days later, Gu Xiaoyu was moved to another ward, and she was diagnosed with "bone cancer".
Wang Dahu still clearly remembers Xiaoyu's mother, the eyes of that cheerful and kind-looking aunt who suddenly despaired, and the uncontrollable crying from the bathroom in the middle of the night.
Fate has always been such a cruel thing.
After Gu Xiaoyu moved out, Li Qingran obviously remained silent a lot. Wang Dahu knew that he was not feeling well psychologically, so he always tried to make him happy, but with little effect.
There was no other way, Wang Dahu had no choice but to borrow a wheelchair from "Sister Angel", and pushed Li Qingran to see the little girl every day.
Gu Xiaoyu looked extremely weak, lying on the bed like that, not seeing the way he was waving his claws at Wang Dahu's minions a few days ago, which made people feel sour when they saw it.
Li Qingran sat by her bed and read to her, "Snow White", Gu Xiaoyu liked this story the most, even after listening to it dozens of times, he didn't feel tired at all. "... from then on, the prince and princess lived happily ever after"
Gu Xiaoyu raised his head and said softly in a weak voice: "Xiaoyu thinks Ranran's brother is like a prince."
"Hee hee... little girl, do you mean that you are a princess?" Wang Dahu teased with a playful smile.
"Of course, elder brother is the prince, Xiao Yu is the princess, and elder brother Dahu is the bad queen!" Gu Xiaoyu said dissatisfiedly with his little nose.
"Hehe! The little girl is quite bold! Wang Dahu pinched his orchid fingers in a pretentious manner, and asked in a sharp voice: "Magic mirror! Mirror! Tell me who is the most beautiful woman in this world? suspect? ? ? The prettiest one is not me! It's Princess Xiaoyu... Wow... I'm not convinced, I'm going to catch Princess Xiaoyu... I'm going to eat her! "
"Hee, hee hee, heh heh..." Gu Xiaoyu saw Wang Dahu froze with his two hands about to grab her, and was amused by surprise and laughter, but her heart was weak and her body was weak, so she couldn't help panting violently when she laughed like this. After getting up, Xiaoyu's mother, who was standing by the bed, quickly put on an oxygen mask for the child.
"I'm sorry, Auntie, I..."
"I don't blame you!" Xiaoyu's mother showed a slightly grateful expression on her haggard face: "This child hasn't been so happy in a few days. If you can come and talk to her, Auntie will be very grateful!"
"Xiao Yu will get better!" Li Qingran patted the little girl's head, and said softly: "It will definitely!"
However, things are so impermanent, and life is so fragile.
One night four days later, the six-year-old girl named Gu Xiaoyu passed away forever.
On that day, it began to rain in the sky, and it was so heart-wrenching to hear Xiaoyu's mother's hoarse cry.
When Wang Dahu and Li Qingran went, the ward was already full of people, and the two were waiting outside. After a while, Gu Xiaoyu's body was pushed out. It was covered with a white cloth, and it could only be seen from the vague outline. See the little girl's former figure. The cart was pushed very fast, and almost instantly slipped past their eyes. Wang Dahu raised his head and scolded his mother fiercely, and the two hot tears in his eyes couldn't hold back in the end.
Li Qingran also cried, just sitting in the wheelchair and crying, he cried so hard, and cried so sadly.
There were teardrops all over a small face.
This is the second time Wang Dahu has seen him cry like this after being reborn. The first time was when Kong Xiumei abandoned him, and this time it was because of the sudden death of a little life.
Probably when human beings are extremely sad, the only reaction is to cry, because only in this way can the suppressed grief in the heart be released a little bit.
Wang Dahu tightly hugged Li Qingran's violently shaking body from behind, neither of them spoke again.
Because of Gu Xiaoyu's death, Li Qingran didn't recover for many days, and was always in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wang Dahu was afraid that he would be depressed, so he always pushed him for a walk in the garden below the hospital, so that he could relax.
November is the season when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Clusters of golden yellow wild chrysanthemums tenaciously ooze out branches from the flower bed, showing their beautiful fragrance to the world.
Wang Dahu was talking to Li Qingran while pushing the wheelchair.
While talking, talking, a person suddenly came from afar and called them both.
Wang Dahu took a closer look, and found that the person who came was Gu Xiaoyu's mother.
"Auntie!" The two called out at the same time.
Xiao Yu's mother smiled at the two of them, Wang Dahu observed her carefully, and saw that although her brows still had the look of pain, her mental state seemed to have eased, no longer a hopeless one, and she was determined to follow her daughter look.
"I came here specially to look for you this time." Xiao Yu's mother took out a picture album from the pocket she was carrying, "This is Xiao Yu's drawing, so give it to you as a souvenir!"
Li Qingran reached out to take it, and called softly: "Auntie!"
When something sad happened, Xiaoyu's mother started to shed tears again, she touched it pretending nothing happened, the three of them talked for a while, and Xiaoyu's mother left.
Li Qingran opened the album, and the colorful crayon drawings appeared on the page, and it could be seen that Xiao Yu's paintings were of Li Qingran and herself.
The little girl on it is wearing a princess dress and the little boy is wearing a prince's outfit, holding hands, the sky is raining flowers, and it looks like a wedding is being held.
Wang Dahu muttered to himself: That girl really "conspired against his family".
A total of seven pages of pictures were flipped through in a few clicks. Wang Dahu only saw a skinny "sick cat" in the corner of the last page with a large Chinese character "王" specially marked on the forehead. He recognized by force that this "tiger" might be referring to himself.
"Brother Ranran, Brother Bad Tiger, thank you!!"
These words were written in red crayon, crooked, and most of them used pinyin.
Wang Dahu sniffled, and suddenly felt that the wind was getting stronger again! The person who blows it hurts his eyes.
"Big Tiger!" Li Qingran suddenly called softly.
"Ok?"
Li Qingran closed the album in his hand, and said with a firm expression: "I want to be a doctor in the future!"
"Ugh???"
"Many children like Xiao Yu must be cured, and the disease will never let their lives be taken away like this."
"Of course it's really amazing!" Wang Dahu touched his little head, and said with a smile: "Brother Dahu believes that you will definitely be able to do it, and you will definitely become the best doctor in the world."
The little golden wild chrysanthemums are swaying their bodies with the breeze. Maybe their lives are very short, but no one can deny that at this moment, at this moment, it has worked hard to bloom. So even if one day it withers and loses, the faint chrysanthemum fragrance will always float in people's hearts.
One month later, Li Qingran was discharged from the hospital.
Long Yiming sent a car over and took them back to Xingye Village.
Looking at the big sign of "The First Affiliated Hospital of H City" that was getting farther and farther outside the car window, Wang Dahu and Li Qingran held hands and smiled at each other.
After a day of driving, the two of them didn't enter the house until evening.
The old lady had already prepared a table of meals for the two children, and not only that, Dahu's father, mother, and the little guy Wang Xiaohu also came together.
A lively "reception banquet" is about to begin.