Plane Small Bookstore [System]

Among some small groups of extraordinary people in Baifang City, there is a gossip secretly circulating: it is said that there is a magical bookstore in Qingshui City, and the books sold by the boss can fulfill people's wishes.

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The sky was as gloomy as an unwrung rag, the car exhaust, the smell of garbage and the smell of greasy cooking on the side of the road mixed together, making people sick.

Yan Xiaoshi carried a cloth bag for grocery shopping and walked wearily on the muddy dirt road.On both sides of the road are dilapidated old houses that are not soundproof, and the movements of the residents inside can be clearly heard.She carefully avoided the pile of shit in the middle of the road, her mind drifted, and she began to worry that something was wrong with her son at home.Now he has convulsions, often twitching all over his body and foaming at the mouth, she is really worried about leaving him at home alone.

But she can't take her son to work.In order to treat her son, she sold the house and moved here. Now the living expenses of the two of them and the subsequent medical expenses of the son are all based on her salary.So no matter how worried she was, she could only leave her son at home alone.

When she got home, she didn't have time to turn on the light and put the things down, so she walked to the bedroom and shouted: "Baby, Mom is back, how are you today?"

As soon as she walked to the door of the bedroom, she saw her son had climbed out of bed, his eyes were empty, and he was limping towards her, muttering: "Mom, my calf hurts..."

Her heart sank suddenly, and she rushed up a few steps, carefully carried her son to the bed, gently pressed his right calf, and the son immediately cried out, crying in a low voice, "Mom, I hurt, I'm hurting you!" pain."

Yan Xiaoshi forced a smile, "If you don't cry, baby, mom will take you to the hospital."

……

She was really relieved when her son's thin body was actually lying on the hospital bed.Recalling that she ran several miles with her son in her arms before catching a taxi, she herself felt incredible. You must know that she couldn't even carry a bag of rice a few years ago.Sure enough, the old saying goes: women are weak by nature, but mothers are strong.

After the filming, the doctor in charge denied Yan Xiaoshi's conjecture that her son's calf was not broken as before, but just a bone pain.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally showed a relaxed smile: "God bless, God bless." She seemed to think of something, and the smile on her face increased a little: "Doctor, I have collected enough money, wait a minute Give the child an injection, and let the child relax for a few days."

Hao Junlai gritted his molars and almost cried, so he could only nod his head and say "yes".The woman on the opposite side has greasy and disheveled hair, but in her thirties she already has a large patch of white hair, and deep wrinkles have appeared on her face due to the whole day's sorrow and running around; Tucked into the waistband, it looks like a mentally ill scavenger.

But even so, there was still light in her numb and dim eyes when she mentioned her son.

Hao Junlai knew how pampered a woman was before.She used to have a decent job and a happy family.But all of this was ruined by the disease her son was diagnosed with when he was three years old.

Her son's disease is called Caucher's disease, and its Chinese name is Gaucher's disease, which is a rare disease.Gaucher disease (Gaucherdisease) is a "more common" lysosomal storage disease, which is an autosomal recessive genetic disease.The disease is due to the lack of glucocerebrosidase activity in the body due to the mutation of the glucocerebrosidase gene, resulting in the accumulation of its substrate glucocerebroside in the liver, spleen, bone, lung, and even macrophage lysosomes of the brain. The formation of typical storage cells, namely "Gaucher cells", leads to lesions in the affected tissues and organs, and the clinical manifestations are multiple organ involvement and progressive aggravation.Common symptoms are unexplained splenomegaly, hepatomegaly, anemia, thrombocytopenia, bone pain, neurological symptoms, etc. ①

Yan Xiaoshi's son, Yan Bosong, has vision loss, frequent convulsions, bone pain and fractures, all of which are symptoms of Gaucher's disease.

At present, there are only two ways to treat Gaucher's disease in China, bone marrow transplantation or long-term use of an imported drug called Sirzam.The former has a high risk factor and is not universal, while the latter costs 3000 yuan per injection.Yan Bosong needs four injections a month, which is 9 yuan, or more than 100 million a year.How many families can withstand such consumption?In order to treat her son's illness, Yan Xiaoshi sold her house and car, went bankrupt, and divorced her husband. Now she and her son live in a small one-bedroom house in a suburban city village. She works three jobs to treat her son's illness, and she is alone. I gritted my teeth and persisted for three years.

Hao Junlai sighed in his heart, trying to persuade the woman to give up treatment, this disease is a bottomless pit that cannot be cured, and she has to make plans for her future.But he couldn't open his mouth. After all, he was a doctor. After all... the child was only eight years old.

He looked at the old back of the woman who staggered away, and finally couldn't help asking: "Are you... still treated?"

The woman's footsteps paused, her back arched forward unnaturally due to the days of hard work, some of the ill-fitting orange tops on her body were a little whitish due to repeated washing, and the black sweatpants were stained with oil.

"Zhi!" The voice was weak, but it carried the courage and determination to fight against fate.

Because, she is a mother.

If the god of death wants to take her son away, she will use her life to stand in front of her son, so that the god of death will arrive later.If the terrible and tragic fate is destined to be crushed on her son, she will try her best to support the fate so that his son can breathe for a while.

Because she is Yan Bosong's mother, her son must be as evergreen and invincible as Song Baisong, so she cannot back down, let alone surrender.

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The son is very obedient and sensible, and he didn't cry or make trouble during the injection. Finally, he sweetly said thank you to the nurse who gave the injection.After Yan Xiaoshi put him to sleep, she cried silently in the corridor, wishing to expel all the pain from her body.

When she was about to pass out from crying, her mobile phone rang suddenly, and she answered the phone in a panic, from which came the angrily reprimanded by the workshop supervisor: "What time is it, do you still want to do it? If you don't want to do it, tell me Get out!"

She just remembered that she still has a night shift tonight!

She slandered and lost a lot of good words with her supervisor in exchange for the opportunity to continue working.

She hung up the phone in embarrassment, wiped away her tears hastily, thinking of telling Dr. Hao to help take care of the baby at night.

"Aunt Yan." Qing Lingling's girl's voice suddenly came from behind, the voice was a bit familiar, she turned her head in surprise, and saw Yi Anran standing behind her with a sweet smile: "Long time no see. "

Like her son, Yi Anran also suffers from a rare disease called adrenoleukodystrophy.Patients will gradually degenerate their brains, lose their ability to act, and even die due to central respiratory failure, brain herniation, and infection.When Yan Xiaoshi saw the child for the last time, she was blind and paralyzed in bed, losing her language ability due to brain degeneration.But now her eyes are clear, not only can she speak normally, but she can also stand up!She looks like a normal kid!

"An Ran!?" She rushed to her in surprise and joy and held her hand: "Are you alright? The doctor cured you?"

Her already desperate heart was once again lit by the flame of hope.If An Ran can be cured, then maybe the baby can be cured too!

"Which doctor cured you? Is it a new treatment?" She asked eagerly.

An Ran shook her head, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, and finally she became firm, "Aunt Yan, let me tell you a secret..."

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When she walked out of the station and set foot on the land of Qingshui City, Yan Xiaoshi was still a little overwhelmed, her heart pounding in her chest.

She skipped work.She knew she was likely to be fired, but she didn't care anymore.

That night, she got on the train to Qingshui City, and traveled thousands of miles from Baifang City in the north to this small southern city.

The reason for making such a crazy decision is because of what Enron said yesterday.

"In addition to science, this world also has some mysterious forces that cannot be explained by science. My father learned some information through some channels..."

"My illness was not cured by a doctor, it was cured by magic or some other mysterious force." The girl's eyes in the dark corridor were amazingly bright: "Go to Qingshui City, there is a bookstore that can fulfill people's wishes. As long as The wish in your heart is strong enough, then you can meet that store, and your brother's illness will definitely be cured!"

This sentence is really ridiculous. Yan Xiaoshi is an atheist and materialist through and through, so logically speaking, she shouldn't believe in such magic-like remarks.But Yi Anran's recovery is something that actually happened.Yan Xiaoshi happens to be desperate enough, for a desperate person, even a straw is enough to save their lives.

That's why she rushed to Qingshui City overnight to seek a miracle.

She didn't know the location of the bookstore, but only knew the method An Ran told her, and only when the desire in her heart was strong enough could she meet that magical bookstore.

So she wandered aimlessly on the street following the crowd, repeating her wish over and over again in her heart: "I don't know who you are, but please restore my son to health...I can trade my health to Him! I just hope he can grow up healthy..."

She read it over and over again, she was like a solitary boat in the vast sea of ​​people, she was ups and downs in the waves of fate, hoping that someone could take her to the other shore.

Fate finally took a turn at this moment.

When she turned an unfamiliar street corner, a white mist suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and the buildings on both sides became blurred like blurred ink paintings, only a shop not far from her was particularly clear.

Such a surreal scene shocked her and made her... ecstatic!

She staggered and ran to the store.

This is a very grand bookstore.

The vermilion and green tiles, the cornices are slightly upturned, the jacarandas are carved with jue, and the mahogany gate is carved with complex carvings and pictures of animals. The surrounding white mist makes it look like a fairy, not like an ordinary residence.

Above the gate, on the solid wood plaque, there are four freehand and elegant characters written with iron paintings and silver hooks: Kaiming Bookstore.

It's a bookstore!

This is a bookstore!

This must be the bookstore that An Ran talked about that can realize people's wishes!

The next moment, the mahogany carved door opened with a "squeak", and a clear male voice rang out along with the crisp wind chimes: "Welcome, please come in."

The author has something to say:

①From Baidu Encyclopedia

In fact, the plot of the real world is almost finished, and the last chapter is an open ending.There will be two real-world extras in the follow-up. This is the first one. Due to time constraints, I haven’t finished writing it, but I really don’t want to miss the appointment, so let’s release it today, and the rest of the plot will be released tomorrow.

ps My Bawang anti-hair loss shampoo finally arrived today, from the last self-salvation of a bald girl 1551

The reason why we use rare diseases as the starting point is because there have been hot searches on Weibo in the past few days about the father of a leukemia boy who gave up treatment.Unlike many incurable rare diseases, boys have a cure rate of 80%, but it costs a lot of money, but these hospitals, the government and medical insurance can reimburse a large part.But even so, the father still chose to give up the treatment, only the mother of the child persisted in the treatment, and the boy's father did not appear from the beginning to the end.

The irony is that many parents of patients with rare diseases did not give up on the treatment of their children. They broke their fortunes just to let their children live a few more days.I saw an article titled "I am the father of two children with rare diseases" on the WeChat public account of the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League today.

"Push, tears filled my eyes after reading it.So I told myself, write it down.At least in my works, I want to give these parents who have never yielded to their fate a warm ending.

There are many comments on Weibo about the boy’s father washing the land, saying that the father is doing the right thing, this is the sorrow and helplessness of the poor, and there is no need to owe huge debts for the child and so on.It seems that at this moment, they have all become reasonable people, and they have become great beings who can measure the importance of money and life. At this moment, the light of humanity flashes on them. They are rational and representatives of Chinese people who refuse to be kidnapped by morality. .

I feel sad that there are so many people in China like the boy's father.

At the same time, I am also glad that my parents are not the boy's father, they did not give up on me.

When my mother was pregnant with me, the doctor said that the baby might be deformed or sick, and asked if I should stay.My father couldn't bear it, because my mother had a hard time getting pregnant and having me, so they decided to keep me.That's how I was born, I was lucky, I was healthy, free from any disease, I grew up peacefully, and became an adult in my twenties.

When I say this, I may be the Virgin Mary who stands and talks without back pain.Indeed, some diseases can drag down a family, but I think, at least you have to try, you have to at least work hard, to be worthy of your humanity and conscience.Even if you can't get a good ending in the end, you can still say to your children without shame: "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad have worked hard, but God likes you more than us."

When a person begins to measure life by money, humanity disappears from him, and he can no longer be called a human being.Even beasts will lose their lives in order to protect children, such people can only be called beasts.