Juliet Tower

It seems that the rapid deterioration of symptoms always occurs in the middle of the night.

Qiao Yumian grabbed her clothes and ran to the hospital.

The first time she was critically ill, Qiao Yumian sat outside the ward from 09:30 at night until the early morning. Li Huijun survived miraculously, but no one dared to relax their vigilance.When An Jiayu arrived early in the morning and persuaded him to close his eyes for a while, he ignored the eyes of his surroundings and fell asleep on the man's lap for half an hour. When he woke up, he found a hand gently resting in front of his eyes. Blocked the glare of incandescent lights.

He blinked, his eyelashes brushed the palm of his hand, and the hand moved slightly, leaving a little gap for him to relax before taking it away completely.

An Jiayu bent down, and a voice came from above: "Are you awake? Have some pumpkin porridge. Your hands are so cold. I just contacted Su Ruike and asked her to ask for leave for you."

Originally, Qiao Yumian wanted to say no, since they were out of danger, they were sitting here and sitting in the company, but after only half a day, the second critical illness notification came to him.

Acute Respiratory Distress Syndrome, multiple organ failure, the condition was devastating, and the ventilator could no longer meet her oxygen intake needs. The doctor asked for his opinion on whether to go to ECMO.

"The start-up fee is [-] yuan, and after that, it will cost almost [-] yuan a day, and the medical insurance will not cover it..."

Qiao Yumian nodded instinctively. He knew that the artificial lung was expensive, but it could save his mother's life.Money... Just make more money...

"...It's like this..." The attending doctor paused, and further explained to him, "ECMO is the ultimate support for patients with respiratory failure, but it does not have any therapeutic function. Once your mother is on the plane, there may be no way to get off... ..."

Qiao Yumian was a little confused, what does this mean?

"If she has no underlying disease, we highly recommend using an artificial lung. It can help many patients with sudden emergencies overcome difficulties. After the underlying disease is cured or improved, she can be replaced with a ventilator to recover her health step by step... But you My mother’s condition is different. Her primary disease is already in the terminal stage, and her lungs have been repeatedly infected and she is not very recoverable... So, you, should you think about it carefully, after all, the trauma of this machine to the patient is not small , and there is a chance that there will be complications... Actually, the significance is not particularly great..."

The doctor put it very tactfully, it is impossible for them to directly advise the patient's family to give up treatment.

But Qiao Yumian understood that the other party was kindly reminding himself that for a patient with end-stage dementia, such a big fight is over-treatment. Maybe Li Huijun can still rely on this artificial lung for a few days or even a few weeks after the ECMO is on the machine. , but after that?After that, he may face the failure of other organs. He can continue to choose to connect her with a more expensive artificial kidney CRRT. There are countless machines in the ICU that can make people immortal, but such a delay is not considered alive at all.

People are mortal, so of course he can fight recklessly, in exchange for Li Huijun's longer hopelessness and pain, is it worth it?

"If you don't get on the plane...does it mean...you gave up the treatment?" He understands the truth, but it's hard to accept it when the situation comes to an end.

"Of course not. The rescue will continue, but even if the rescue is successful, it will only be temporary. However, the patient can endure a lot less pain. In fact, the condition of multiple organ failure like your mother... We usually follow the wishes of the family members. , to minimize the discomfort of the patient and let her have less trouble."

Apart from him, Li Huijun has almost no relatives or reasons.

At four o'clock in the morning, Qiao Yumian dialed Han Zhuoyi's number.Over the years, Yu Ying has taken care of their mother and child a lot, all from the bottom of her heart, without asking for anything in return.He guessed that apart from himself, this fellow villager Fa Xiao was probably the only one who wanted to see her for the last time.

Yu Ying's mother and daughter came here not long after. The summer solstice was approaching, and it was dawn at five o'clock, and Li Huijun's heart stopped beating again.

Half an hour later, the doctor regretfully announced the time of death.

There was no chance to say goodbye between mother and son.

Qiao Yumian could only say silently in her heart through the glass: Mom, congratulations, you are finally free.

"Son, why don't you give your mother an artificial lung... I wanted to call you on the way. If you're worried about money, it's okay, Auntie can help you... But Beibei won't let me do it..." Yu Ying muffled Mouth shedding tears.

"Mom, Auntie, it's useless if you're in this situation, you won't be able to get off the plane. It's not easy to persist so many times." Han Zhuoyi took out a tissue to wipe her tears, "It's good to leave when you're unconscious, don't suffer. "

She turned around and handed Qiao Yumian a tissue, but found that he was not crying.

Not only did he not cry, but he didn't even see much grief.The young man just stood aside quietly, watching the nurses remove the tubes from Li Huijun's body one by one.

"...You..." The mother who comforted her said clearly, but facing Qiao Yumian, Han Zhuoyi, who had always been cold and unrestrained, suddenly didn't know how to speak. Along the way, she was the closest person to Qiao Yumian, and everything was seen by her in the eyes.She suddenly felt that Qiao Yumian didn't need to be comforted at this moment. The journey was too long and tormented. Now that the dust had finally settled, she really wanted to give him a hug. "It's been so hard, so many years..." She shook her head and patted hard Qiao Yumian's arm still couldn't help crying.

That tissue happened to be for her own use.

In fact, Qiao Yumian himself didn't know why, he was still in a state of confusion just now, but when he saw Li Huijun on the hospital bed regained the original appearance of a human being, old, weak, and lost his blood color, his brain miraculously regained its sobriety and calmness .

Li Huijun never engaged in any feudal superstitions. Qiao Yumian never wore red in the year of birth, cut her hair before the first lunar month, and never ate a deep-fried dough stick or two eggs before the exam.It's always been her idea of ​​trying to change things, as she's always been doing herself.

So her affairs were very simple. Qiao Yumian didn't deliberately buy a magnificent shroud. She only wore the ordinary clothes when she entered the hospital. With the death certificate issued by the hospital, she silently contacted the funeral home and made an appointment for the follow-up one-stop service.

"Seven o'clock tomorrow morning." He told Han Zhuoyi, "Don't go back to school today, just stay with Auntie."

Yu Ying was crying out of breath, but it seemed that he, the only child, was too indifferent.

"Well. You... Your condolences. Call me if you have something to do. I'll be at home with my mother for the past two days..." Han Zhuoyi glanced at An Jiayu not far away, hesitated to speak, and helped his mother to turn around and walk away.

It was as if everything was over, everything was busy, everything was involuntary, everything was uneasy.

But Qiao Yumian neither felt great sadness, nor did she feel relieved at all.

An Jiayu pushed him on the back to get him into the car, sent him back, and, as usual, accompanied him to eat, bathe, and sleep.

Not feeling sleepy, he ran to the balcony to trim potted plants, which could help him to meditate.

When the evening breeze was blowing, An Jiayu opened the door, and he taught him how to recognize and grow flowers.In the afternoon, Su Ruike sent a pot of pure white swan antiques and some packaging materials he wanted. He cut off a few flowers that bloomed just right, trimmed them and kept them in a vase overnight. The next morning, he only used a few layers of translucent Wrapped in white Sydney paper and black kraft paper, they were taken to the funeral home.

In fact, Li Huijun likes red roses, but there are many people in the funeral home, they still have to follow the popular customs and keep a low profile, so as not to offend other family members of the deceased.

Qiao Yumian did not notify Qiao Zhe in advance, but only told him when she received the ashes: My mother passed away early yesterday morning and was just cremated.

It took a long time for Qiao Zhe to reply, "Understood, if you need help, just ask." He neither blamed Qiao Yumian for not telling him earlier, nor did he propose to come to worship.Their father and son knew very well that Li Huijun hated him when he was awake, and didn't recognize him when he was confused. There was no need for him to show up, as if he was going to show it to someone.

"Little Qiao..." An Jiayu has been silent for almost the whole time these few days. She doesn't say comfort or have any opinions. She just stays with him, and has not left for 24 hours since Li Huijun's continuous rescue.

"You should go home and rest for a while, don't worry about other procedures, just take your time." Qiao Yumian said, "I'm fine."

It's not trying to be brave, except for the vague sense of emptiness in his heart, he doesn't seem too sad, he doesn't know if this is considered unfilial, maybe it's because he knew such a day would come many years ago.

"Well, I'll take you back first."

He shook his head: "I won't go back, go to the subway station and go to work."

"...Didn't I ask for leave for you?" An Jiayu was taken aback.

"Well, but..." Qiao Yumian let out a long breath slowly, "It's fine to stay at home. I'll go to the studio to tidy up the garden."

In hot weather, delicate and sick seedlings like roses will die if they are not taken care of properly.