Xiaoman

Grandpa "woke up" on the afternoon of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

At that time, Liu Xiaoman was working on a problem in the stairwell, and he didn't dare to fall behind in his studies. He couldn't calm down a few days ago, and his grandfather was transferred to the ward these two days. He also forced himself to adapt to the rhythm, and hurriedly made up for the homework .

He couldn't think about anything, he couldn't think about what would happen if his grandfather couldn't wake up, he couldn't think about the future, he only had the present in his eyes.

When Aunt Mei came to call him, he was still engrossed in the question, looking up at Aunt Mei, his mind spinning the formula rapidly.

He first saw Aunt Mei yelling four words, and then heard her yelling: "Your master is awake!"

The thought of solving the problem quickly stopped, and he threw down the practice and rushed out.

The moment Liu Xiaoman pushed open the door of the ward, he thought he could see a sober grandfather, could see him talking, and called him "Xiaoman" as before.

But when he rushed to the hospital bed, he found that this was not the case.

Grandpa did "wake up", he half-opened his eyes and looked at the light outside the window, the muscles of his crooked cheeks trembled slightly, but that was all.

"Master!" Liu Xiaoman pulled his hand excitedly and cautiously, calling him, but he didn't respond.

Xia Liang went to call the doctor, Liu Xiaoman squatted and knelt by the bed and got closer to his grandfather, making his movements and voice more detailed and clear: "Master, I am Xiaoman."

Grandpa rolled his eyes at him, his eyes were dull, and quickly turned back following the light.

"Why..." Aunt Mei opened her eyes wide, "Why don't you recognize anyone?"

Liu Xiaoman didn't know either, he was a little panicked, he shook his grandfather's hand tightly, and then talked to him: "Master, I'm Xiaoman, look at me, don't you remember me?"

Grandpa closed his eyes again as if he was very sleepy.

It wasn't until the doctor came to examine his grandfather that Liu Xiaoman realized that his grandfather's current condition could not be regarded as "awake".

"Being able to open your eyes, being able to listen to you, and being able to cooperate with you in exercising, the satisfaction of these three points is the sign of waking up." The doctor said, "Your grandfather is now in a state of unconsciousness, that is, he is not awake yet. Open your eyes. coma."

These words are not puzzling, Liu Xiaoman can understand, and quickly asked the doctor: "At least I can open my eyes, this is a good thing, right? I will recover slowly, right?"

"It's hard to say." The doctor shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Liu Xiaoman was stunned.

"It is of course a good thing to have a reaction. Your grandpa's condition can now open his eyes, which proves that he has a strong will to survive," the doctor said. This is the stage, and it may be like this in the future, after all, the elderly are also getting older."

"But he opened his eyes." Liu Xiaoman was a little startled.

"Yes, it's a good thing to open your eyes," the doctor reassured him, "I just want to explain to you all possible situations, and at the same time we must do our best to treat it, there is still hope."

"Your family members must cooperate and observe the patient's reaction more. Now you can talk to him more, give him a massage, and stimulate him." The doctor added.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoman nodded and said twice, "Okay."

Even though he was frightened by the doctor, Liu Xiaoman couldn't help but jump for joy when his grandfather finished his examination and treatment and was pushed back to resettle him.

At least he opened his eyes.

This is the only sentence in his mind.

At least he opened his eyes.

"Open your eyes!" He couldn't help repeating when he was alone with Xia Liang.

"Yeah." Xia Liang looked at him with a smile, "everything will be fine."

It sounds like a consolation, but in reality, the process of getting better is really very long.

People's mentality changes with the status quo. When Grandpa was in a coma, Liu Xiaoman only hoped that he could open his eyes. When he really opened his eyes, he began to eagerly look forward to the next step.

Once the arrival of this "next step" becomes slow, the degree of urgency and anxiety is even greater than before opening eyes.

The days are no longer according to the day, but every time grandpa opens his eyes.

It was the first time that my grandfather saw his body shaking when he was "awake". Liu Xiaoman thought that his limbs had recovered, and ran to the doctor, only to find out that there was phlegm in his throat and he couldn't cough it out.

The lungs and respiratory tract are a big problem for grandpa. The doctor had checked him before. Grandpa has a certain degree of pneumoconiosis, so he must always pay attention to it and regularly suck sputum.

Every time grandpa sucked phlegm, it was the most painful time for grandpa. Although he couldn't move, he could feel that he wanted to get up from the bed.

Liu Xiaoman couldn't watch this scene, after watching it for the first time, he always avoided sucking phlegm.

On the morning of the sixth day, Fan Yiyang's family suddenly appeared in the hospital.

At that time, Liu Xiaoman and Liu Yong had just turned over his grandfather. He obviously felt that his grandfather had lost a lot of weight, but his bones were extremely heavy. It was difficult for him to help move his grandfather's legs, so it was Xia Liang who helped him. , the three talents turned over for him smoothly.

Grandpa was very uncomfortable, and made a strange sound of "hang heng" from his throat.

"Are you...wanting to talk?" Liu Yong bent over to his grandfather, "Dad?"

Grandpa would look at him, still just looking, without unnecessary reaction.

Liu Xiaoman's heart suddenly felt sour, and he let his grandfather carry it on his back.

It's not like talking, grandpa wants to cough, it's uncomfortable.

"Master?" He called out with hope, "I'm Xiaoman."

Grandpa ignored him, finished talking, and closed his eyes again.

He was stunned by the bed for a while, Xia Liang pinched the back of his neck.

"Xiaoman?" Fan Yiyang's voice appeared behind him, and Liu Xiaoman thought he had an auditory hallucination.

Liu Yong stood up on the opposite side with an "ah", he turned his head and saw Fan Yiyang's family of three standing behind them carrying things. Aunt Fan still frowned with unconcealable worry on her face.

The adults were talking in the room, and Liu Xiaoman followed Fan Yiyang outside.

"I just came back from my hometown." Fan Yiyang's expression was very similar to that of his mother, with his brows slightly frowned, "Why is it like this all of a sudden?"

Liu Xiaoman told him what happened, and as he talked, he gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

After his grandfather's accident, he didn't have the time to think about anything else. He only thought of Fan Yiyang when doing the questions.It was fine if he didn't show up, but now that he suddenly appeared in front of him, Liu Xiaoman couldn't help but feel the desire to talk.

Brother Yangyang has always been different to him.

Although Xia Liang was with him these days, the relationship between him and Xia Liang was different from family affection. The strength Xia Liang gave him and the strength Fan Yiyang gave him came from two different directions.

Fan Yiyang spent the most difficult years with him, gave him hands, gave him strength, and protected him until he grew up. In his heart, Fan Yiyang was his elder brother and half relative.

Seeing Fan Yiyang, it was as if he had suddenly seen "one of his own" in adversity. He lost his vigilance and defenses, and the fragility and confusion that he did not dare to reveal easily in front of Aunt Liu Yongmei rushed up all at once.

He talked a lot in a long way, very detailed, I don't know how long he talked, finally felt his mouth was a little dry, he rubbed his face and lowered his voice: "Just now I turned over my grandpa, I didn't lift such a thin leg ,really do not know……"

He didn't go on with the rest, but Fan Yiyang could understand.

He looked at Liu Xiaoman with an indescribable expression, not pure pity and heartache, but also some indescribable elements, very...heavy, Liu Xiaoman felt heavy just by catching his gaze.

"Then how are you doing these days?" Fan Yiyang asked him with a deep voice.

"Xia Liang is with me." Liu Xiaoman said, subconsciously went to check his reaction.

At this time, of course Fan Yiyang would not have any bad reaction to Xia Liang's help.It's just that Liu Xiaoman suddenly thought that he was talking to Fan Yiyang, and Xia Liang didn't come, so it must be impossible for him to be with Uncle Fan, Liu Yong and the others in the ward.

Where has he gone?

Liu Xiaoman looked out from the transparent panel on the security door, but he didn't see Xia Liang's figure.

He suddenly felt a little flustered.

Anyway, he came here with Fan Yiyang, Xia Liang came out to accompany him because he had quarreled with his family and left the family behind him, but he actually left Xia Liang outside.

"I..." He wanted to tell Fan Yiyang that I would look for Xia Liang, but just as he opened his mouth, Fan Yiyang hugged him and patted him.

"I'm sorry." His voice was very soft.

Liu Xiaoman also hugged him: "I'm sorry for what you said."

After a pause, Fan Yiyang let him go: "I'm not here these days."

"Now that I can see you, I am very at ease." Liu Xiaoman wanted to find Xia Liang wholeheartedly, and smiled at him.

Xia Liang wasn't in the corridor, nor was they on the small rooftop where they would usually rest.

Liu Xiaoman walked around for a long time before he remembered that he still had a mobile phone, so he hurried back to the ward to get it.

Fan Yiyang's parents already knew what happened from Liu Yong. Aunt Fan's nose turned red when she saw him, and she asked Liu Xiaoman to hug him, and said with a choked voice: "Poor boy."

Liu Xiaoman was very grateful to them, and felt uncomfortable hearing this, but he still wanted to find Xia Liang.

But Fan Yiyang's family came here specially, and they really came back from their hometown. Aunt Mei was the only one who saw Zhi's breakfast stand.

Sitting and talking for a while, when he finally found an excuse to come out of the ward, almost an hour had passed.

When the phone was connected, Xia Liang's side was very quiet, Liu Xiaoman immediately called him "Brother Liang": "I'm out, where are you?"

"Home." Xia Liang said.

Liu Xiaoman subconsciously thought it was the small house they lived in these few days, and he was about to go there: "I'll go find you."

"My grandfather's house." Xia Liang explained to him.

"Ah." Liu Xiaoman was stunned, "You went back?"

"En." Xia Liang's voice could not hear any ups and downs, it was as flat as usual, "There is something wrong, the old man called me back."

"That's fine, then you can stay at home, I'm fine here." Liu Xiaoman said hastily.

Xia Liang didn't say much, just told him to remember to eat at noon, and hung up the phone.

Liu Xiaoman stood there holding the phone for a while.

In front of him is the small garden used by the inpatient department for activities. Today the weather is fine and sunny, and many patients are taking a walk with their family members. Although it is still winter, it seems to be thriving.

But he couldn't feel proud.

Very strange.

Obviously he wanted Xia Liang to go back. Xia Liang has a family, a grandfather, and a life of his own. He has long been distressed by spending so many days with him here and there.

No matter what, Xia Liang couldn't stay with him in the hospital for a whole year, he had to take a rest and catch his breath.

But when Xia Liang really left, a big piece of his heart was missing in an instant, and he felt empty and uncomfortable.