sleep only 4 hours a day

?? It was a day like no other.

?? That day, Xiao Sweet Potato came back from the film and television city, her clothes and hair were all wet.

?? November day, the temperature has begun to drop.Little Sweet Potato took on the scene of falling into the water, acting as a student who fell into the water.

??The water temperature was quite cold, and the director was also afraid of accidents, so he didn't actually find the children to film this scene, but found a trick in the waiting area for group performances.

??Little Sweet Potato was caught by the director just because of his small stature.

"It's okay, I wiped it off." Little Sweet Potato turned pale and smiled embarrassedly, "It's just that it was a little cold on the way back."

?? Jiang Ling suddenly became angry.

??Yes, it was wiped, but it was not dried at all.

??The crew must have been trying to save trouble. After filming, they scooped up the little sweet potato from the water and threw him a dry towel to settle the matter.

??But the little sweet potato is soaked in water, and the whole body is soaked. What's the use of a towel?

?? With his timid and introverted personality, it is impossible to ask others for a few more towels.So I endured it like this, and with half-wet clothes and half-wet hair, I went all the way back from the wind.

?? Jiang Ling quickly boiled water and poured him hot tea.

?? Unfortunately no ginger.

?? When the water boiled, Jiang Ling brought a towel and wiped Xiao Sweet Potato's hair.Little Sweet Potato shook his head after being rubbed by him, like an obedient dog.

?? Not even a hair dryer.

?? Jiang Ling felt worried.Constantly urging Little Sweet Potato to change clothes quickly and get into bed quickly.

"No...it's not that serious..." Little Sweet Potato felt embarrassed, and a blush smeared on her pale face.

?? Jiang Ling touched his forehead.No fever, but a terribly cold.

??Jiang Ling was taken aback by the coldness of his skin, and subconsciously wanted to keep his palm on his head to keep him warm.

??Little Sweet Potato struggled to get away, and the whole person retracted into the bed.

?? Jiang Ling said: "If you feel uncomfortable, you must say it."

?? After a long time, there was a muffled answer from the bed.

??"stomachache."

??Jiangling's heart twitched again.

??Isn't this still a cold?!Cold bad stomach!

??It would be great if there is ginger, ginger can dispel the cold...

??Jiang Ling rummaged through the house without giving up.After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find ginger.He planned to ask his neighbors and borrow some.

??Little Sweet Potato curled up under the blanket, but seemed to know what he was thinking.A thin arm stretched out and grabbed him.

?? "I don't want to eat ginger..."

??The voice is low, like a baby.

??Little Sweet Potato never acted like a baby with him.Probably just a severe stomachache, so even the voice began to weaken.

?? "I drank ginger soup in the film crew..." Little Sweet Potato said in a low voice, "It's so spicy. I feel sick after drinking it..."

?? This reassured Jiang Ling a little.

??Ginger Quhan, it seems that the crew is not completely heartless bastards.

??But Little Sweet Potato still has a stomachache...

??Jiang Ling watched the bulging part under the blanket shrink little by little.He could even imagine the little sweet potato curled up in a ball under the blanket.

?? My heart also picked up.

?? have to think of a way.

??Jiang Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration and found out the only thing he brought from home.

??——that box of small green oranges.

?? It was in his pocket when he left home.A box of hardcover small green oranges, only two in total.

??Citrus to regulate Qi, Pu'er to warm the stomach, just suitable for small sweet potatoes to eat.

??Jiangling hastily brewed tea for Little Sweet Potato to drink.

??Little Sweet Potato is holding the teacup, his eyes are wide open.

"What is this?" He hugged the teacup like a hamster hugging melon seeds, "It smells so good."

?? Jiang Ling answered him.

??Little Sweet Potato listened, half understanding.

??I just recalled the words "Xiaoqinggan" repeatedly on my lips and tongue, as if I liked the pronunciation very much.

?? Jiang Ling turned his face away, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

?? too ironic.

?? The only thing he brought out from home turned out to be this flashy thing.

?? Small green mandarin orange.Small green orange.

?? Such a box of two small green oranges can be sold for thousands of dollars in the market.

??If Little Sweet Potato knew about it, how would he feel?

?? Jiang Ling did not dare to say more.The inexplicable panic made him fall into silence.

??Fortunately, the little sweet potato likes the taste of the little green mandarin.Gudong Gudong, I finished drinking it soon.

?? Pale little face, but also restore a little rosy color.

?? Jiang Ling finally relaxed and let him sleep well.

??The little sweet potato curled up under the blanket, revealing a pair of sparkling eyes.Like a puppy.

?? Jiang Ling reached out and stroked his hair.But Little Sweet Potato shrank back into the bed with a swish.

"Don't touch..." Little Sweet Potato was ashamed, "I haven't washed my hair for a long time..."

?? Jiang Ling was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

?? Actually not dirty.I fell into the water just now, and wiped it several times with a towel.Little Sweet Potato's hair was soft and fluffy at this moment, and it felt pretty good to the touch.

??Little sweet potato is just a little inferior.Jiang Ling knew about it.

?? It was this low self-esteem that was quietly hidden that made Jiang Ling feel weak.Sour and bitter, want to do something.

??So he stretched out his hand again, and rubbed Little Sweet Potato's head through the quilt.

??Little Sweet Potato hid under the blanket, her small body curled up nervously again.

??…

?? Dinner is still roasted sweet potatoes and vegetable soup.

??Little Sweet Potato had dinner and lay down again.Seeing that he was listless, Jiang Ling touched his forehead again.

?? No fever, still cool, and even sweating.

?? Jiang Ling sighed, turned his head and continued with his own business.

?? There is a bean light in front of the table, and sawdust and a knife are scattered on the table.

??Jiang Ling picked up the half-carved wood carving again, held the knife, and continued to carve.

?? Before leaving home, he worshiped a woodcarving master on a whim.Just after learning a little fur, I quarreled with my parents and ran away from home.

??I didn't expect to become a skill at this time.

?? He carved a small object before, and everyone agreed after seeing it.Jiang Ling thought of selling wood carvings for money.

?? Although at the level of a beginner like him, he can't sell it for much, but it's better than nothing.

?? I can't afford to go to the hospital, so I can buy some medicines and keep them at home, which is also good.In this way, even if Little Sweet Potato has a fever, he will not be out of medicine at hand, and can only rely on his youth to bear it.

?? Jiang Ling picked up the knife.This is not a professional carving knife, it is very laborious to use.He had to be on his guard at all times lest he cut his hand with a knife.

??I was about to cut the knife, but suddenly my mind moved.

?? He remembered that when he was carving last time, Little Sweet Potato was lying on the table, and he was very curious.

??How long did he engrave, and the little sweet potato just lay on his stomach and looked at it for a long time.

??A dog lying at the owner's feet.

?? Such a picture emerged in front of Jiangling's eyes.But soon, he felt that this idea was not good.Not very respectful.

??...Little Sweet Potato has never owned a toy since he was a child.

?? Carve something small for him.He will definitely like it.

?? engrave what?

?? Jiang Ling looked back and saw Little Sweet Potato curled up in the bed, eyes closed and already asleep.

??He remembered that Little Sweet Potato once said that he didn't sleep at night like an owl.

?? Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile.Think about it in your head and start doing it.

??…

?? When Jiang Ling climbed onto the bed, Little Sweet Potato turned over.

?? There is only one plank bed in the hut, and they have been sleeping squeezed together.

??Jiang Ling thought it was because he moved too much and woke up Little Sweet Potato.Immediately dare not move again.

??He waited in the dark for a while, Little Sweet Potato didn't respond, just curled up his legs.After that, I didn't move much, maybe I fell asleep again.

??Waiting and waiting, Jiang Ling also fell asleep.

??However, after sleeping until midnight, Jiang Ling felt in a daze that the people around him were moving all the time.Tossing and turning, tossing and turning.

?? Jiang Ling in his sleep didn't realize anything was wrong.

?? Until a thin and weak hand weakly tugged at his sleeve.

??one time.Again.

??Jiang Ling fell into a drowsy sleep when he heard someone calling in a hoarse voice:

?? "Lin..."

?? Who called him?

?? Jiang Ling opened his eyes.In the darkness, silver-white moonlight shines through the cracks in the shed, shining on a pale face.

??Little Sweet Potato was covered in cold sweat, and even her hair was wetly stuck to her forehead.The whole figure has just been lifted from the water.

??Jiang Ling was startled, got up quickly, and asked him what was wrong.

??"my tummy hurts……"

??Small sweet potatoes curled up into dried shrimps.A small ball that can be picked up with one hand.

?? He clutched his stomach, trembling all over, with a crying tone in his voice.

?? "Lin, I'm in pain...help me...it hurts..."

??Jiangling suddenly became sober as if cold water had been poured on his face.

?? He hurriedly turned on the light.Under the incandescent lamp, Little Sweet Potato's face became paler and almost bloodless.

?? The only blood on his lips.The bleeding lip was bitten by him.

?? Jiang Ling instinctively wanted to call 120, but suddenly realized that they didn't have mobile phones.

?? When he came out of the house, he didn't bring a mobile phone. Of course, it is impossible for Xiao Sweet Potato to have a mobile phone and a telephone.

??So Jiang Ling rushed to the neighbor's house, borrowed his mobile phone and called 120.

??The location is remote, and the road is hard to find at night.Jiangling felt as if 1 years had passed before 120 arrived on the scene.

"His stomach hurts badly, and he still has a high fever!" Jiang Ling hugged Little Sweet Potato into the car, anxious, "He's been in the water during the day, so he might have caught a cold..."

??120 The doctor wore a mask and took the temperature of Little Sweet Potato in silence.

?? With a beep, the ear thermometer lights up.

??The doctor took a look, and a cold voice sounded behind the mask: "Forty degrees. It's a high fever."

?? Jiang Ling gritted his teeth.

?? He was careless!He thought that Little Sweet Potato would not have a fever if he sweated, but now that he thinks about it, he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain!

??Little sweet potato happens to be tolerable.Stomach ache, but also not to say, shivering from the cold, just staying up until midnight.

?? The pain was unbearable, so he tugged on his sleeve and asked him for help.

?? Forty degrees!

?? almost burned into a fool!

?? Jiang Ling felt pain and anger.The ambulance whimpered and sped along the dirt road at night.

??The little sweet potato on the stretcher is still curled up into a ball.The lights of the ambulance were bright and dazzling, and Little Sweet Potato was so burned that he was unconscious, sobbing and clutching his stomach, only screaming for pain.

??The doctor asked: "Name?"

??Jiangling reported his name.

??The doctor said displeasedly: "I said the patient's name!"

?? Jiang Ling was taken aback.Suddenly he realized that he didn't even know Little Sweet Potato's real name.

?? The doctor was quite dissatisfied with this, but there was nothing he could do.I had no choice but to write down the words "Little Sweet Potato" in the medical record.

?? Scrawled font, like a joke.

?? The ambulance ran wildly on the dirt road.Every time there was a jolt, Little Sweet Potato clutched her stomach tightly and whimpered.

??Jiang Ling was heartbroken, touched his cold hands, and asked the doctor, "Do you still have a quilt?"

??The doctor said: "Only this one."

?? That thick quilt has already covered Little Sweet Potato.But he was still shivering and curled up in a ball.

?? Jiang Ling almost wanted to hug him and warm him with his own body.But the doctor refused.

?? "It's too dangerous!" The doctor frowned, grabbed the handle, and swayed with the bumps of the ambulance, "Just let him lie down and don't move! You don't move too much! The car is driving too fast Yes! Sit down!"

?? Jiang Ling knew that the most urgent task was to rush to the hospital.He didn't dare to make trouble, so he could only suppress his headache and leaned over to comfort Little Sweet Potato's ear.

?? "It's okay, don't be afraid. You'll be at the hospital soon. You'll be fine when you get to the hospital, it's okay..."

??The little sweet potato has been burnt delirious.Can only cry, cry pain.Can't listen at all.

??Jiangling's heart is broken.

?? On the ambulance, the seconds are like years.

?? I do not know how long, the car finally arrived at the hospital.Little Sweet Potato was pushed into the emergency room, and the doctors and nurses who received the treatment pushed Jiang Ling out and asked him to register and pay the bill.

?? Jiang Ling came to the toll window and reached out to touch it.There is only 200 yuan in my pocket.

??The doctor saw that he really had no money, and Xiao Sweet Potato's situation was really urgent, so he paid him out of his own pocket.Thanks a lot, Jiangling waited anxiously outside the emergency room.

?? Waited for a long time.The doctors inside didn't come out, but a few more doctors came outside and hurried in.

??The moment the door of the emergency room closed, Jiang Ling saw the doctors walking quickly towards Little Sweet Potato's bed.

??The heart-piercing cry of Little Sweet Potato came from inside the curtain.

?? "It hurts - help me -"

?? "I'm dying - Mom, Mom!"

??... Little Sweet Potato's parents have passed away for many years.

??How much pain is it that makes such a strong child cry until he loses consciousness and calls his mother?

?? Jiang Ling's eyes turned red, and he almost wanted to break into the door.

?? But he forced himself to calm down.Force yourself to stand outside the emergency room and watch the door close.

??He is not a doctor.He couldn't save Little Sweet Potato.

??Only a doctor can save Little Sweet Potato.He has to trust the doctor.

?? Rescue the waiting outside, once again the seconds are like years.

?? I do not know how many years have passed, and finally a doctor came out.

??It was the doctor who first saw Little Sweet Potato.

?? As soon as the doctor called out Xiao Sweet Potato's name, Jiang Ling quickly walked up to him.

?? Before Jiang Ling could say that he was a family member of Xiao Sweet Potato, the doctor lowered his head and quickly wrote a list and handed it to him.

?? "Stomach perforation, surgery is required immediately, otherwise life will be in danger. Go and raise money!"

??money.

?? Money again.

??As long as a few thousand pieces.

?? A box of small green oranges is also thousands of dollars.

?? A life-saving surgery is also several thousand.

?? Jiang Ling stood outside the emergency room.Through the iron gate, I heard Little Sweet Potato crying inside.

?? He is crying, it hurts, it hurts.

??He is calling for help.He is dying.

?? Jiang Ling did not hesitate at all.He stopped the doctor who turned to leave.

"Arrange surgery first."

??The voice is trembling.Not like before.

?? Jiang Ling took a deep breath.Force yourself back to your usual calm and collected tone.

??He looked into the doctor's eyes, firmly and firmly said:

?? "Money is not a problem. 10 minutes, right away."

?? "Arrange surgery first. Save him first."

??After speaking, he turned around and went to borrow a cell phone from someone else.Press a string of familiar numbers.

??Before the phone was connected, he saw his future laid by the railroad tracks and reappeared under his feet.

?? The rails lead to the end of the boundless.Cold and rigid, without freedom.

?? But what is that?

?? He closed his eyes.Take a deep breath.

??Called to the other end of the phone:

??"dad."