Yaxiang Street

The sunny days for several consecutive days are not good. Without rain, the haze in the air becomes thicker day by day.

Because of her miscarriage, Hui Min didn't go out, and she didn't even go to the hospital for an examination of NT.At 16 weeks, Hui Min said that it was time for a prenatal checkup, and that she was going to be screened for Down's syndrome.Ting Fang thought that it could be done a few weeks later, when the fetus was bigger, but Hui Min insisted on doing it.

"The weather has been bad these days, and many children with respiratory infections have gone to the hospital. Let's wait a few more days." Ting Fang persuaded her.

"It's too late to do it." Hui Min said, "I'm afraid it will be unpleasant if I get a false positive."

"17 weeks isn't too late."

Hui Min became upset, ignored Ting Fang, and sat by the bed angrily.Ting Fang felt that she was beginning to become unreasonable, but thinking about it, maybe it was just because of pregnancy and changes in hormone levels, he couldn't get angry, and he was even a little happy because of it—at least this was not Hui Min like that day.

Ting Fang went downstairs, intending to take breakfast and go to work, when he heard An An who was crawling on the ground sneezed, he picked up the dirty An An, and An An's nostrils dragged two small tubes of snot, and he slapped him on the face, giggling straight smile.

Ting Fang put him down, and An An sat on the ground, hugging Ting Fang's leg, Ting Fang shouted to the kitchen: "Mom, come and bring An An down."

Mom came out of the kitchen, brought him his breakfast, hugged An An, and said, "runny nose? Why is it runny?"

"Did you catch a cold?" Ting Fang asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Go to the hospital with a runny nose? It's normal for a child to have a runny nose, and it will be fine in a few days."

"Don't let An An get close to Hui Min."

Mom almost gave him a sideways look: "When did I bother her? Are you telling a joke?"

Ting Fang didn't say anything more.Footsteps came from the stairs, but it was Hui Min who came down.She put on her coat, then her scarf and hat.Ting Fang asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"Hospital."

"What are you going to the hospital for?

"Make a tang sieve."

"Can't it be a few days later?"

"I'll take a taxi by myself."

"Do you have to go today?"

The conversation between the two became less pleasant. Hui Min didn't answer Ting Fang, and walked directly to the door. Ting Fang had no choice but to pick up the wallet and keys and follow her, walked to the side of the car, and opened the door silently.

Until Hui Min got into the car and Ting Fang started the car, neither of them communicated.When the car passed Yaxiang Street, Hui Min sighed.Ting Fang, who was in the driver's seat, saw her expression from the rear view mirror. She turned her face sideways and looked out the window, as if she was reluctant to part with her home before going far away.

Tingfang was about to take over, so he took Huimin to the inpatient department and asked the nurse to draw her blood.The nurse who took the blood and Hui Min entered the hospital in the same year. The two had a good relationship, and Hui Min talked and laughed.After the blood was drawn, Ting Fang asked Hui Min to take a rest in the female duty room and told her not to walk around.

Tingfang took the subordinate doctor to finish the room check. At about 9 o'clock, half an hour later, there was a normal cesarean section operation for dangerous placenta previa without bleeding.He hurriedly knocked on the door of the lady's door, trying to take Huimin to the gate to take a taxi to let her go back, but no one opened the door for a long time.

Ting Fang called Hui Min. She said that she was looking for a good colleague in the ultrasound department on the third floor to take a B-ultrasound, and they all came to the hospital anyway.

"You don't need to take pictures, can you? There are many people there." Ting Fang's palms were hot, and the phone he was holding was trembling slightly on his right cheek.

"It's not easy to come out."

"I'm going to have an operation soon, and I don't know how long it will take."

"You do it, I'll take a taxi back after I finish the B-ultrasound."

"Be careful."

"Well, well, I know."

Ting Fang’s surgery patient today is a 40-year-old pregnant woman with dangerous placenta previa and diabetes at 34 weeks of pregnancy. She had vaginal bleeding at around 28 weeks of pregnancy and was hospitalized for abortion. The MRI at that time did not indicate There is placenta accreta.This time there was abdominal distension before admission, but no vaginal bleeding.As far as the operation itself is concerned, the difficulty is not great, but the court is not sure what will happen during the operation, and has repeatedly communicated with the patient before the operation. Hemorrhage is inevitable. If the hospital does not have the conditions for interventional treatment, it may be necessary to remove the uterus to save life.

The patient’s economic conditions are not good. At the beginning, he gave advice. If he wanted to get the best treatment, he could go to Guangzhou, a hospital with conditions for interventional treatment, to give birth. It is also worth changing the womb for a son. Anyway, I am 40 years old, and I will not have another child in the future.

Sure enough, a change occurred during the operation. The patient's placenta was closely adhered to the back wall of the uterus. After the placenta was removed by hand, the uterine contraction was not good. After the use of oxytocin and Hemopex, the uterine contraction was still not good, and the bleeding was about 1000 ml.After the uterine cavity was filled with gauze and the abdomen was closed, there was still active bleeding during the observation process in the operating room, and the hemoglobin was still declining during the blood transfusion. After 2 hours, the laparotomy was reopened and the uterus was removed.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Ting Fang had the operation, he only had a quick bite of lunch, and he didn't have time to remember Hui Min's visit to the hospital this morning.After changing into the surgical gown and leaving the operating room, he called Hui Min.

After Hui Min answered the phone, there was nothing special. Ting Fang hesitated and asked, "Is it like you or me in today's B-ultrasound?"

Huimin said after a while, "Xiaoli said she couldn't see clearly, she's a little pregnant."

It was completely dark when I went home, and the headlights of the car showed the road ahead, which was not clear.The air is neither cold nor fresh, and Ting Fang thinks of the haze in the morning.I don't know when, in autumn, winter and spring in my hometown, as long as it is sunny for a long time, there will be haze, and the longer it is sunny, the heavier the haze.At that time, I only hoped that there would be a rain, the bigger the better, and it could wash away everything.

When I got home, I ate the rice my mother left in the pot.Hui Min was on the second floor, and Ting Fang was not in a hurry to go up.Tinghua and his wife went out to play, mother had already gone out to play cards, and father went out to listen to Cantonese opera with An An in his arms.Yiyi Yaya's libretto came from the elderly activity center outside, accompanied by the sound of Yangqin and Nanhu. Tingfang couldn't understand what they were singing, but felt that they were singing the same number of songs every day, always with those two or three voices.

He went upstairs to see Huimin.Hui Min was lying on the bed reading novels. She was bored during pregnancy and always read novels and novels translated from foreign languages.Tingfang had never been interested in literature, and he and Huimin couldn't talk about it. After taking a shower, she was still interested in watching her. Thinking that he came back late today and forgot to go to Yaxiang Street, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

His worries are not superfluous. Although Fengsheng is not difficult to take care of, Chen Ze always makes people worry about taking care of children. He is too leisurely, but taking care of children is not a leisurely time.The government must go over from time to time for technical guidance.

"I'm going out for a while."

"Oh." Hui Min was not interested.

"I will be back soon."

Hui Min raised her eyes to look at him, then turned her eyes to the book again.When Tingfang went out, she suddenly said, "Xiaoli said it might be a boy, but she couldn't see clearly."

Ting Fang turned her head, Hui Min's mouth was slightly smiling, she was reading with her head down, her expression was not so clear.

"Ah, is it? That would be great."

Ting Fang stood at the door for a while, the cold wind of the night came in, he went out, leaving Hui Min and the lamp inside.

Tingfang doesn't like to read idle books, doesn't like to sing, can smoke but doesn't drink, he doesn't have any hobbies in life, and doesn't know how to celebrate joy.He just felt happy, the village looked so lovely under the darkness of night—the row of dim yellow street lamps along the river were like lanterns, like a row of full moons—has there ever been such a beautiful moonlight in the sky Woolen cloth? "

A boy is a boy, and a woman has a son.

Yaxiang Street was dark at night, with no one and no lights. It seemed that only Chen Ze chose to live above the facade, and the rest of the shopkeepers closed their facades early and returned to their spacious new homes in other parts of the village.

Tingfang knocked on the copper door knocker of Baimuxiang shop, and it was quiet inside. Tingfang thought it was too late today, it was past eight o'clock, and Fengsheng usually fell asleep at this time.

He didn't rush to leave, he sat on the stone bar at the door and admired the night.A few days of smog, but as long as it is cold at night and feels like fog, it is not so uncomfortable.He raised his head to look at the sky, and there was a full moon rising up in the sky, perfect but hazy, illuminating the river not far from the door, the big moon in the sky and the small moon on the shore gave birth to an indescribable feeling. Rejoice to come.By the way, one and a half months have passed, and today is February [-]th.

The door creaked open.Yanfang turned his head, and Chen Ze, who was wearing thin pajamas, was standing beside him.

"Is it cold?" Chen Ze let him in.

I don't care about feeling cold.Wu Tingfang didn't speak, just shook his head.

Chen Ze may have slept for a while. He didn't wear glasses, his eyes were sleepy, and the hair on the back of his head was curled up, unlike usual.

"Woke you up?" Ting Fang hesitated at the door.

"Well, yes." Chen Ze was just discussing the matter, but couldn't hear the emotion.

Ting Fang carefully looked at Chen Ze's face, and the latter was not displeased with the presence of an old god.

"Then why don't you continue to sleep? I'll go back first."

"Why?" Chen Ze closed the door and turned on the light.

Don't use that trick with him.Ting Fang couldn't help but laugh.It wasn't until Chen Ze closed the door and warm air surrounded Ting Fang that he realized that it was really cold just now.

He shivered for a while, and Chen Ze took off the scarf hanging on the coat hook at the corner of the stairs, and wrapped it around Ting Fang's neck.

Ting Fang touched the dark blue cotton scarf and asked, "The tribute?"

"right."

The court called everything sent by Chen Ze's devout believers a tribute.Soon after Fengsheng appeared, someone brought her all the clothes she wore until she was ten years old, and all kinds of diapers ranging from newborn size to large size.One factory owner even offered to send the living god a nanny—if the living god hadn't refused.

Chen Ze, like all living gods, did not refuse any tribute.Someone offered him a house, but he didn't change his expression.Of course, Chen Ze did not say this, it was Ting Hua who told Ting Fang.Several big bosses in the city are believers of Chen Ze, and they firmly believe that only by paying tribute every year can they have good fortune--whenever Chen Ze returns the tribute, they should cry bitterly--God is merciful to them, only those who have suffered misfortune will be pitied.

"Fengsheng fell asleep?"

"Yes."

"Did you sleep well?"

"In the past few days, I have been sleeping more than 7 o'clock, and I have to get up to play for two hours in the middle of the night." Chen Ze yawned.

"What time do you wake up at midnight?"

"Two o'clock."

"Crying?"

"Don't cry."

"How does she play?"

"You have to hold her for a walk, or you will lose your temper."

"How can you lose your temper at such a young age?"

"cry."

"You just said she doesn't cry."

"I didn't cry when I just woke up, and I cried after a while when I was bored." Chen Ze tripped at the end of the stairs, and Ting Fang quickly caught his waist.

"..." Ting Fang turned on the light and looked at Chen Ze's face. There were black circles under his eyes, no wonder he fell asleep so early.

He can't close the shop and sleep during the day.

"Do you want to hire a nanny?"

Chen Ze shook his head.

Ting Fang asked: "Please ask an older one. You have three meals a day and some housework. You have a lot of things to do when you have children."

The court asked Chen Ze clearly before. Chen Ze had to open a shop during the day and could not go out. He only had time to go to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy breakfast and vegetables for the day. If he is not good, Chen can only ask the people in the shop next door to call the restaurant in the vegetable market to order takeaway for him.As for things like washing clothes and mopping the floor, I also do it while I am sleeping.Sometimes Tingfang came over at night, and when he saw him doing laundry, he would help mop the floor.

Fengsheng is still young, and there are not many needs. When it's time to play, I don't know what to do with Chen Ze?He can't leave the shop and take Fengsheng to play, can he?

Chen Ze shook his head while laughing: "It's nothing."

"Did she cry because her stomach hurts?"

"I don't know, sometimes I fart when I cry, and it's better after a few farts."

"It's like colic. I'll ask the pediatrician."

Ting Fang and Chen Ze walked into the room.The room was narrow and small, with a low, old-fashioned black lacquered and gilded carved bed placed against the wall, surrounded by fences on three sides.A little man was sleeping on the bed, with his arms raised high, his head turned sideways, and his little face was full of flesh.

Ting Fang touched Feng Sheng's little hand, it was warm.

"Are you afraid of the cold?" Seeing her hand stretched out, Ting Fang couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"She doesn't like it in there."

People who are older have their own likes and dislikes.Ting Fang laughed.

He smiled and turned to look at Chen Ze. Chen Ze was looking at him without smiling. His eyes were beautiful without glasses.Apart from his status as a great immortal, Chen is a good-looking man who looks good everywhere, but no believer would dare to blaspheme him.

Ting Fang's heart beat like a drum, he didn't want Chen Ze to talk to him, even though he knew that Chen Ze would never say that to him.how about tomorrow?Others wanted to know, but Ting Fang didn't.

He knew that the moon was round and lovely tonight, and that was enough.