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A week before National Day, Wu Yuan received a call from Wang Cuixiu.
"Ohara, have you had lunch?"
"get out of class has just ended."
"Oh." Wang Cuixiu asked, "How have you been studying recently? Are you okay?"
Wu Yuan frowned, "Mom, what happened at home?"
"Xiao Yuan, do you think you can..." Wang Cuixiu's voice was hesitant, "Can you ask your class teacher to borrow some money?"
Wu Yuan just came out of the autopsy room, his cell phone between his ear and shoulder. When he heard those words, he paused and asked directly, "How much do you want?"
"Five thousand." Wang Cuixiu immediately said, "No, if not, one...one or two thousand is fine."
Wang Cuixiu's hand holding the phone was trembling a little. Her son had not spent a penny on them since he went to college. In the past few years, he had earned his living expenses and tuition fees by working part-time.
They never asked, and they didn't know whether it was hard work or not.
Now that her son is still studying, she is too tired to take care of herself. She cannot open her mouth at all until she is desperate.
"I can think of ways to make money." Wu Yuan stepped aside and walked to the corner, "Tell me, what happened at home?"
Wang Cuixiu said softly, "Your dad is in the hospital."
Wu Yuan pursed his lips, "What's going on?"
Wang Cuixiu evaded her words, "Just... just sick."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Yuan stood by the sink and washed his hands. He washed his hands several times with soap. That afternoon, he asked for leave from the counselor, bought a ticket and went back.
Wu Yuan was always calm in the car. He didn't expect that when he got home, he would curse immediately after hearing the truth of the matter.
It turned out that Wu Dongqiang often went to a barber shop in the town to play with the woman who was getting a haircut. The day before yesterday, the woman's husband who was working out of town suddenly came back, caught and raped Wu Dongqiang in bed, and beat Wu Dongqiang to death in a rage. If it hadn't been for the neighbor If the neighbors stopped him, they would have been beaten to death.
"Mom sold the shop, and there's still five thousand left." Wang Cuixiu looked at her son with a haggard face, "Xiaoyuan, your dad is still lying in the hospital. The doctor said that he can only do surgery if he has enough money. What do you think we are going to do? ?”
Relatives stayed behind closed doors, and when the villagers heard about her offer of money, they all found excuses to refuse. She could only rely on her only son to make decisions.
Wu Yuan took a breath, "Mom, are you crazy? He's messing around with other women, why do you care what he does?"
Wang Cuixiu clenched her hands, her eyes were bloodshot, "If I don't care about him, no one will care about him."
Feeling powerless, Wu Yuan said in a mocking tone, "Look what he has done in these years? What is the difference between him and a waste?"
"Anyone can speak against him, but you can't." Wang Cuixiu trembled all over, "He is your father!"
With a bang, Wu Yuan slammed the door and went out.
He wiped his eyes as he walked. Over the years, that man had a bad temper, was addicted to drinking and gambling, and had made friends one after another. He was idle and accomplished nothing.
Apart from providing a sperm, it has no other use.
The whole family was brought down. He would never understand why his mother had to compromise and endure when she was so good.
Wu Yuan unconsciously walked to his alma mater. He sat on the stone steps outside the classroom, his hair hanging down in a daze.
More than half an hour later, Lu Shenxing came out with his textbook, stretching his legs and kicking as he passed by. Wu Yuan stood up and followed him step by step.
"Does your school have an early holiday on November 1?"
"No."
Lu Shenxing tilted his head, "Then what's wrong with you looking so depressed?"
"It's about my dad." Wu Yuan explained the matter.
Lu Shenxing paused. The original plot did not mention Wu Yuan's parents in detail, but only explained that Wu Yuan's family was poor. Finally, when Wu Yuan was in a mental hospital, he wrote a paragraph about an old woman who came to see him.
"How much is the remaining cost for the surgery?"
"I have the money."
Wu Yuan's toes rubbed against the ground, his voice dry and hoarse, "I want you to accompany me."
After calling Wang Cuixiu, Lu Shenxing went back to the dormitory, picked up his bag, and went to the hospital with Wu Yuan.
Behind the tricycle, Lu Shenxing's hand was grabbed by Wu Yuan, and both of them had gray noses.
"You have to be mentally prepared."
Lu Shenxing recalled that visit. Wu Yuan and Wu Dongqiang were not close, but for every child, the role of father was tall and respected.
It's just that as time goes by, as they grow and change little by little, that love and respect can become deeper and deeper, or it may gradually disappear.
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But even if he is disappointed again and again, his father is still an irreplaceable part of his life.
Wu Yuan lowered his eyes, "Teacher, do you only want me in this life?" What he couldn't tolerate the most was betrayal, so he couldn't understand his mother.
"Yeah." Lu Shenxing said, "As long as you are."
His promise flowed into the deepest part of Wu Yuan's heart, was locked, firmly fixed there, and took root.
At the entrance of the hospital, Wang Cuixiu looked around. When she saw Lu Shenxing and Wu Yuan getting off the tricycle, she immediately ran over and said to Lu Shenxing in embarrassment, "Sorry, Teacher Zhang."
"It's okay." Lu Shenxing said as he walked, "Let's do the surgery first."
Wang Cuixiu rubbed her pants with her hands, her vision blurred, "Hey!"
When Wu Yuan handed over the money, Wang Cuixiu kept wiping away tears, while Lu Shenxing shook his head and sighed. Some people's lives are full of negative things, but God still treats them well, such as Wu Dongqiang.
The wife is hardworking and virtuous, and the son is strong and independent.
The operation was successful. The doctor said that the person would wake up in about 48 hours, but the spinal nerves were severely damaged and the lower body could not walk normally.
Hearing this result, Lu Shenxing's Adam's apple rolled.
Wang Cuixiu's expression was calm and her voice was trembling. She showed an expression that was uglier than crying, "That's good, it will save him from running out again."
Wu Yuan suddenly raised his eyes and turned away again. After all, he was still resentful.
"Teacher Zhang, thank you for your trip." Wang Cuixiu said, "Xiaoyuan, please send Teacher Zhang off."
Wu Yuan put the oranges on the table, turned around and left the ward.
Wang Cuixiu looked at their leaving figures. She looked at them for a long time. Something welled up in her eyes, and then slowly sank, as if nothing had happened.
After walking out of the hospital, Lu Shenxing suddenly said, "Your mother should already know about us."
Wu Yuan didn't panic at all. He was no longer the young boy he used to be. He muttered, "I will handle it."
"She didn't ask directly, which means she had an idea." Lu Shenxing frowned, and Zhang Dafu also had to explain.
Wu Yuan said, "Then I'll wait for her to mention it."
He asked abruptly, "Teacher, how old are you?"
Lu Shenxing's temple hurt, "Why are you asking?"
Wu Yuan ignored his question, "More than thirty?"
Lu Shenxing said calmly, "I'm eighteen."
Wu Yuan, "... don't make trouble."
Back in the dormitory, Lu Shenxing gave him his ID card, "See for yourself. Do you want me to give you the calculator so you can calculate the age gap between us?"
Wu Yuan looked at his ID card and put it in the drawer, "Teacher, I'm just worried about your health."
"Wu Yuan, you are a medical student. You should understand better than ordinary people. Life and death are unpredictable. No one can predict this, let alone stop it." Every word Lu Shenxing said was like a needle pricking Wu Yuan's heart. .
After a while, Wu Yuan buried his face in Lu Shenxing's neck and sighed softly, "Teacher... you deliberately want me to feel sad..."
Lu Shenxing was made uncomfortable by this overwhelming sadness. He patted Wu Yuan's back and touched it up and down, "Okay, go wash your face."
"Maybe your dad's situation isn't that bad."
Wu Yuan said nothing. Although he had not been responsible for an operation yet, he had mastered too much theoretical knowledge, and he had entered the operating room with the director many times and participated in the entire process.
His father's condition has not improved, it will only get worse. The medical expenses are okay, but the setback of losing the ability to move is too great.
Wu Dongqiang was in a very unstable mood after he woke up. He seemed to be going crazy, smashing whatever he caught, and crying with snot and tears all over his face.
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Several nurses restrained him and forcibly sedated him.
Wu Yuan stood aside. At this moment, he truly realized that his father had been old for half his life.
Wang Cuixiu said, "You can go back and look after the house. Mom can be alone."
Wu Yuan turned his back and said, "I'll keep watch tonight."
Wang Cuixiu couldn't help but said, "Bring a blanket here, it's cold at night."
Wu Yuan called the school to explain the situation at home, and the school approved his request. He accompanied Wang Cuixiu to take care of Wu Dongqiang and looked after the rickety home.
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. People in the village know about Wu Dongqiang's incident of crawling into other people's wives' beds. When they pass by Wu Yuan's house, they will point, sympathize, ridicule, avoid suspicion, disgust, and so on.
Wang Cuixiu wanted to wipe Wu Dongqiang's body and massage his legs and feet. She was so close that she received several cuts on her face. The old ones were not removed, but new ones were added. Her withered and yellow face was shocking.
Wu Dongqiang's appearance was similar to that of a ghost, pale and ferocious, "Why the hell are they all looking like dead people?"
Wu Yuan lowered his head and held Wu Dongqiang down. Wu Dongqiang grabbed the hearing aid and his left ear hurt a little.
"What are you looking at? Are you laughing at me too? Ah!"
Holding the hearing aid tightly, Wu Yuan's chest heaved violently, and blood oozed from his clenched teeth. He swallowed without saying a word.
Wu Dongqiang often cried at night, which was more miserable than the cat in the village and heartbreaking.
These gray days with no light did not last long, and Wu Dongqiang committed suicide.
Wu Yuan felt that what happened over the past month was just a dream.
When he woke up from the dream, his father was gone.
As soon as Wu Dongqiang died, all his relatives came to the door. Three to five out of ten words of comfort were sent, and the rest were roundabout reminders of the debts owed. Everyone in the family had a hard time because there were seniors and juniors.
Wu Yuan took out his notebook and wrote down every amount of money they borrowed. When the coffin was buried, his peace was finally shattered.
Lu Shenxing pressed Wu Yuan's head into his shoulder, "Teacher, I know you have done a good job."
At the foot of the cramped house, suppressed cries could be heard.
For the first time, Wu Yuan realized how sad and helpless it was when someone around him died. His father used his own life to tell him.