final destination

On the way back, Jianjie was so anxious that he couldn't help but call Uncle Feng and asked, "Uncle, how is Uncle Zhao now?"

"He said he had chest pains, his face was pale, and he is still lying down." Uncle Feng's voice sounded flustered, and Old Zhao's weak cough could be heard on the phone.

"Call the ambulance first, I'll be there right away!" Jian Jie said uneasy.

"The ambulance is on its way."

Not long after, Jianjie came home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Uncle Feng was very anxious. He didn't know what to do and waited. He wanted to do something for the painful old Zhao, but he was powerless.

"uncle!"

"came back?"

"came back!"

When he came close, Jianjie grabbed Lao Zhao's wrinkled hands and asked anxiously, "Uncle Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Old Zhao seemed weak and weak. He had always been strong, and he still insisted on it until now: "Uncle...Uncle is fine, cough cough, sleep for a while and he will be fine."

"I'll take you to the hospital first!" Old Zhao's complexion was very bad. This time, Jianjie didn't let him be self-willed anymore, and immediately picked him up and walked to the door, and the cross car just arrived at this time.

In the hospital, Lao Zhao was pushed to the emergency room, while Jian Jie and Uncle Feng were waiting outside, both of them felt extremely heavy.Jianjie asked: "Uncle, Uncle Zhao, why did he fall down?"

It's okay if Jianjie didn't ask. When he mentioned this, Uncle Feng recalled the sad scene in horror, and it took a while to describe the scene at that time.Uncle Feng said: In the morning, he was drying his clothes, and suddenly he heard a sound of 'poof', as if something fell down, and when he came out, he saw Lao Zhao lying on the ground, groaning in pain, saying that his chest was in pain , still coughing, the phlegm coughed up is still bloodshot...

Listening to Uncle Feng's words, Jianjie felt extremely painful in his heart, as if he was the one who fell, and the scene of Lao Zhao accidentally falling always appeared in front of his eyes.

Half an hour later, a doctor came out, and Jianjie hurried forward and asked, "Doctor, how are the people inside?"

"His condition is not optimistic, and further examination is needed to know the result." The doctor seemed very busy, so he did other things after speaking.

Uncle Feng on the side was expressionless. Seeing that he was a little messy, Jianjie comforted him: "Uncle, Uncle Zhao will be fine, don't scare yourself."

"Well, he'll be fine." Uncle Feng murmured.

At noon, Chen Wendong called. Jianjie told him about Lao Zhao's situation. Soon, Chen Wendong rushed over and brought two lunch boxes.After Jianjie took it, he handed a copy to Uncle Feng and said, "Uncle, let's have some food first!"

Uncle Feng didn't have much appetite and only drank some water. He didn't seem to see Lao Zhao getting better. He didn't feel the same when he was hungry, so he was always worried.

Unknowingly, the time had turned to the afternoon, and a doctor came over and asked, "Who is the patient's family?"

"Doctor, how is he doing?" Jian Jie asked hastily.

The doctor paused for a while, as if he had something to say, so he took Jianjie to his office first.His mystery made Jianjie feel more uneasy, and he couldn't help but ask again: "Doctor, please tell me quickly, is he in good condition?"

In the office, the doctor was holding a report. What he said was like a bomb thrown over him. Jianjie was so frightened that he lost his mind and heard the doctor say in a daze: "The patient has lung cancer, which is at an advanced stage. The patient's condition is very unstable. Cancer cells can spread anytime..."

'How can this be?Will not. This was Jianjie's first reaction. The ominous premonition in his heart made him ask himself in horror: "Will Uncle Zhao die?" '

Knowing that the facts were right in front of his eyes, Jianjie still didn't believe it and couldn't accept it. He still had his only hope for the doctor and asked, "Doctor, can he get better?"

The doctor's answer seemed to be a sentence of death for Lao Zhao, and he wanted Jianjie to prepare himself mentally. He said: "Now we can only use some medicines to relieve the patient's pain. You and the people around you should pay attention to it. Don't do anything to the patient." Stimulation, let him maintain an optimistic attitude..."

Leaving the doctor's office, Jianjie walked like a walking corpse. When Uncle Feng saw him, he asked anxiously, "Xiaojian, what did the doctor say?"

Jianjie didn't respond, and Chen Wendong asked worriedly, "Jianjie, what's wrong with Uncle Zhao?"

Wei Wei raised her head, and saw that both of them looked extremely worried, if he told Uncle Feng the truth, would he be able to accept it?Jianjie didn't know how to respond, he was so hurt that he couldn't even hide his sad smile.

"Uncle, let's go and see Uncle Zhao first!"

Seeing that something was wrong with Jianjie, Uncle Feng couldn't help but hold him back, and said anxiously: "Xiaojian, what happened to Lao Zhao?"

Jianjie knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, he pondered for a long time, and finally expressed the fear in his heart: "The doctor said that Uncle Zhao has lung cancer, and he can live for a while."

After hearing this, Uncle Feng was completely stunned, his eyes filled with panic and pessimism, he had a look of disbelief, and murmured: "How could it be...?"

Fearing that Uncle Feng would not be able to accept it, Jianjie hurriedly grabbed his arm, not knowing how to comfort him: "Uncle, you can't let Uncle Zhao know about this, I don't want him to live in his own fear."

In the ward, old Zhao Anxiang fell asleep without the previous pain, and only woke up in the evening.Uncle Feng has been sitting on the edge of his bed, he smiled forcefully and said, "Are you awake?"

After a while, Lao Zhao seemed to be able to distinguish the facts. He was still a little weak, as if he wanted to go home, and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost six o'clock." Jianjie also approached, and said with a worried face: "Uncle Zhao, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"Fortunately, I just feel that I don't have much strength, just take a rest." Lao Zhao always said that, he never told Uncle Feng and Jianjie if he felt uncomfortable, as if he didn't want to drag them down or worry about them.

After the year passed, Lao Zhao's abnormality became more and more obvious, but he still tried his best to suppress it, thinking that it was just a small problem.A few days ago, there were several times when Lao Zhao went to the bathroom for two or three 10 minutes and hadn't come out. If Uncle Feng hadn't mentioned it, it would be hard for Jianjie to find out.At that time, Lao Zhao's complexion was not very good. Jianjie said to take him to the hospital, but Lao Zhao refused, as if he was afraid of going to the hospital, but he was very strong, always saying that he was fine and fine.

Especially a few days ago, Lao Zhao seemed to be feeling really uncomfortable. He said that his back hurt and his hands and feet were a little sore, so he asked Jianjie to give him a massage.Jianjie wanted to take him to the hospital directly, but Lao Zhao still refused to go, saying that people will always suffer from minor ailments when they are old, just rub it.In this way, Lao Zhao's stubbornness made Uncle Feng and Jian Jie ignore his details from the very beginning, and they always thought that he was fine, as he said, but who knew that Lao Zhao would never Unable to hold on, he, who was as solid as a rock, finally fell down.

Thinking back carefully now, Jianjie realized that Uncle Zhao's condition may have gradually deteriorated over the past few years. Otherwise, why would he lose weight so quickly?He often loses his appetite, sometimes he coughs inadvertently, and his body gets tired easily, which he should realize.If he had discovered his anomaly earlier, had not listened to his comforting words, and had taken him to the hospital for examination and treatment, he might have lived ten years longer, but now, it was too late.

The next day, Uncle Feng stayed with Lao Zhao from morning to midnight, never leaving for half a step.And Chen Wendong came to see it whenever he had time, and didn't go back until late at night.

On the third day, Lao Zhao was still lying on the bed, unable to get up, and he was prone to sleepiness. When he fell asleep, Uncle Feng also sat on the stool and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When Lao Zhao woke up, he would talk to him.

On the fourth day, seeing that Jianjie hadn't left his sight all day, Lao Zhao asked him if he didn't have to be busy with work?

On the fifth day, some old friends of Lao Zhao came to visit him one after another, saying hello to him.Jianjie was still hesitating whether to inform Lao Zhao's daughter, fearing that she would not be able to accept it.

Day [-]...

day seven...

It wasn't until the tenth day that Lao Zhao improved a bit. I don't know where he got the strength, but he insisted on persevering. His actions are like a child who has just learned to walk. He may fall down at any time, but Uncle Feng still supports him. Walk outside the door.

This situation only lasted for two or three days. Suddenly, Lao Zhao's condition deteriorated sharply again. When he almost fell down, Uncle Feng's heart was almost pulled out in fright.

Another first aid, when Lao Zhao still woke up, his complexion was even worse, he looked extremely weak, and he was about to die.The more Jianjie looked at it, the sadder he felt. He told Sister Ping all this. On the same day, Lao Zhao's two daughters rushed over.

In the ward, when Sister Ping saw the skinny old Zhao, she felt a pain in her heart, and her tears rolled down immediately. She grabbed her father's hand and asked in a sobbing voice, "Dad, how do you feel? What's wrong with you?"

"Father is fine, just a little tired, and he will be fine after a while." Old Zhao's voice was hoarse. He had just woken up, and was very tired and wanted to sleep.

In the next few days, everyone who came to see Lao Zhao showed pessimism, some were reluctant, some were sad, and some were even more distressed. Everyone knew his symptoms.Every second passed, Lao Zhao's body became weaker and weaker. Uncle Feng was afraid that Jianjie would not be able to accept the sudden arrival, so he said in advance: "Xiao Jian, Lao Zhao may be leaving us."

After hearing this, Jianjie trembled involuntarily. He turned his face and saw that Uncle Feng was extremely sad, and quickly comforted him: "Uncle, I know, don't be sad, I'm afraid to see you sad. .”

The two comforted each other, and they both knew that some facts were unavoidable. Seeing that Jianjie was able to look away, Uncle Feng was slightly relieved, but there was still sadness engraved on his face.While there is still time, Jianjie wants to look at Lao Zhao more: "Uncle, let's go in and see Uncle Zhao!"

In the ward, Lao Zhao fell asleep motionless. If it weren't for the electrocardiogram, Jianjie wouldn't know if he was still alive.It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening that Lao Zhao woke up again, and his spirit was still in a trance, and he seemed to wake up after a long time.

"Uncle Zhao, are you awake?"

For the past two days, Lao Zhao saw the unconcealable sadness of everyone. He seemed to feel a kind of fear of death. He didn't understand that he could walk a few days ago, but now it takes a lot of money to move a finger. With so much strength, he couldn't help asking: "Xiaojian, Uncle... How many days can Uncle live?"

After hearing this, Jianjie felt sour and almost couldn't hold back his tears. He couldn't let Lao Zhao see him crying, so he held his hand tightly and said calmly, "Uncle Zhao, you will be fine. "

Old Zhao's eyes were full of reluctance, he looked at Uncle Feng and Jianjie with nostalgia, as if he was extremely longing for life, but he also recognized the facts, and said vaguely: "Xiaojian, people always have... On this day, I just want you to be... well. Sometimes, when I wake up, I can't even feel my existence. Every time I see you, I will remember...Remember that I am still alive, you You must take good care of Lao Feng."

The intermittent voice sounded very weak, as if the person who made the voice might die at any time.

Old Zhao's eyes seemed tired, but he still looked at Uncle Feng with support, as if at the last moment of his life, there were still many things he wanted to chat with Uncle Feng slowly.

But... Slowly, Old Zhao's eyes gradually became lax. When he tilted his head, he lost all vitality.

The night was as quiet as death, and this sudden scene scared Uncle Feng and Jian Jie's souls as if they were taken away.After a while, both of them were still in the state where old Zhao had just died. Jianjie moved his mouth slightly, and he tried to call: "Uncle Zhao...Uncle Zhao."

Uncle Feng has experienced a lot, and his tears couldn't stop falling. While wiping his old tears, he comforted Jianjie: "Xiaojian, Lao Zhao is gone, you have to cheer up."

Outside the door, Chen Wendong had been guarding there, and at some point, he had already walked in.Seeing that both of them were extremely sad and upset, Chen Wendong comforted them, and then informed the nurse to go with the others.