wife addiction

"My name is Gu Ying, how old are you?" I asked, trying to put on a friendly smile to ease his tension.

Zhao Qingyun scratched his head, a very unnatural expression flashed on his face, hesitated for a long time, and finally spit out a number: "26."

"What a coincidence, I am also 26 this year, and we are the same age. Don't be nervous, I just heard about what happened this morning, and I want to ask if you need any help." With empathy, Yan Qingchen peeled an apple and handed it to him.

Holding the apple, he was at a loss. He was at a loss for a while, then suddenly glanced at me, quickly turned his eyes away, and replied hesitantly: "No, there is nothing that needs help. My son will be fine."

"You love him so much, he'll be fine," I agreed.

Zhao Qingyun let out a "huh", lowered his head, and quickly wiped it in front of his eyes, feeling a little excited again.

There were two water stains flashing on the back of his hanging hand, out of politeness, I had to pretend I didn't see it.

Yan Qingchen frowned from the beginning to the end, without saying a word, I asked him to peel an apple for me, held it in his hand and took a bite, seeing that Zhao Qingyun calmed down a little, pointed to his hand: "Why don't you eat it? This apple is quite sweet, try it quickly."

He looked up at me, then looked at the apple that had started to turn yellow due to peeling, hurriedly responded, and carefully took a bite.

"I heard from Dr. Yang that your son was born prematurely?" I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think of a more tactful word, so I had to ask directly.

While biting the apple, Zhao Qingyun relaxed a little bit, and his speech became less nervous. He swallowed the apple in his mouth, wiped his mouth and replied, "I was born prematurely by a month."

I thought about it, and I didn't know the serious impact of a month's premature birth on the child, so I comforted him and said, "It should get better soon."

Zhao Qingyun was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little absent-minded: "The child's head is much larger than the body. The doctor said that I am afraid that there will be complications in the later stage."

I heard him say this, and I felt a little uneasy. So, the possibility of this child surviving is very small?

But I was afraid of hurting him, so I comforted him again: "You don't have to worry, now that technology is so advanced, there will always be a way. By the way, I heard from Dr. Yang that the initial cost of living in an incubator is a bit high, but when the child's condition is stable , the cost will be small. If you need money urgently, I can lend you [-] yuan first, which should last the first two weeks."

Zhao Qingyun was startled, his eyes widened, and he looked at me in disbelief, as if I were a loan shark.

I quickly explained: "You don't have to worry, I just feel sorry for the child, and I feel that you are also a good father. I want to help you, and I won't charge you interest. When the child recovers, when will you have money? When will you pay it back? If you really don’t have any money, it’s okay if you don’t pay it back, just treat it as a donation from me.”

"No, no, no," Zhao Qingyun regained his composure, and hurriedly said, "No, we still have some savings, so we should be able to make it through. Thank you, thank you for your kindness."

Seeing what Zhao Qingyun said, I had no choice but to give up, and I was afraid that he would not be able to speak up when he was really in trouble and needed help, so I said to him: "Of course it's best if you have this kind of financial resources, but what if you If you need help at any time, you can come to me at any time, you see, I am covered in bandages, and I probably have to stay here for another month or two."

Zhao Qingyun looked at my bandage-wrapped right arm and neck in amazement, and asked cautiously, "Yes, did you get burned?"

I shook my head and gave a wry smile: "The glass broke, I fell on the glass, and it hurt."

Zhao Qingyun gasped in shock, looked at my arm with lingering fear: "It should hurt."

I smiled and nodded: "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt so much now."

"Then you have to be careful in the future, being hurt by glass is no joke." Zhao Qingyun said again.

I nodded and handed the apple core to Yan Qingchen, asking him to throw it away for me.

Zhao Qingyun sat for a while and then left, Yan Qingchen's expression was ugly.

"This man looks wretched and wretched, and he doesn't look like a good person." He pulled a piece of paper, wiped the chair Zhao Qingyun had sat on, and sat on it.

I thought his words were a bit too much, so I mercilessly snapped back: "You look like a dog, why didn't I see how you look like a good person?"

"Do you really want to help him?" He sat upright, assuming a negotiating posture.

I sneered: "Unfortunately, he refused."

"It's better to refuse. I think even if his son grows up, he has to be like him. He's shy and has no future."

"What a coincidence, I think I'm often timid and not promising, is it also in your eyes?"

Yan Qingchen was stunned by me, blushed for a while, and replied half ashamed and half annoyed: "You are different from him."

"Why is it different?" I sneered, turned around and picked up my novel, leaned on the bed and started reading it, pretending that he didn't exist.

Yan Qingchen held back for a long time without saying anything, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the thermos bucket and left angrily.

I breathed a sigh of relief, without this guy watching over me, I think the disinfectant in the hospital smells good.

After a week like this, I didn't see Zhao Qingyun again, but on the morning of the first day of November, there was another fierce quarrel in the corridor.

My first reaction was that Zhao Qingyun quarreled with his Yue's family again because of his child.

I quickly put on my gown and got out of bed, and came to the door.

When I opened the door, there was another circle of people around the door, but this time because I came out early, there were not many people watching.

I took a closer look, and sure enough, Zhao Qingyun was about to fight with his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Both sides stared at each other with red eyes, while Zhao Qingyun's parents held him tightly, not letting him do anything.

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, the child is hopeless, instead of spending money to suffer here, it's better to go back now, at least recognize our door." His mother advised him.

Zhao Qingyun burst into tears with a "wow": "Mom, he is my son."

"I know, I know, he is your son and my grandson. You feel bad, but I don't feel bad? But now you have heard what the doctor said. We can't let the whole family live because of this one child, right? ?”

After hearing what his mother said, Zhao Qingyun was speechless for a long time, but kept crying.

Seeing him crying sadly, I also felt uncomfortable, so I walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and asked him to come to my ward.

When he sat on the chair beside the bed, I took out a pack of tissues and handed it to him, then sat on the side of the bed.

Seeing that he was almost crying, he asked him what happened.

It was okay if I didn't ask, but when I asked, he started crying again.

It is said that men do not shed tears lightly, I feel that I have already humiliated men, but I did not expect this one to be more powerful than me.

However, I also understand his situation. A man does not flick his tears easily, but he does not reach the point of sadness. He must cherish his child very much, which is why he cried so sadly.

When he stopped crying again, his expression looked a little embarrassed.

I didn't dare to ask again, just quietly waiting for his answer.

He deliberated for a long time before he suppressed the grief in his heart and told me that the child's brain was infected and the possibility of surviving was almost zero.

When I heard this, my heart sank suddenly, I sighed for a while, and asked him, "How long will the child live?"

"I don't know, and the doctor can't be sure, but if I leave the hospital now, I can only live for a day or two."

"Then continue to be in the hospital. Maybe when a miracle occurs, the child will be fine." I encouraged him, "Look at me, I was still in a vegetable three months ago, and I couldn't move anywhere in bed. Isn't it alive and kicking like a normal person?"

Zhao Qingyun looked at me in surprise, then at my bandaged arm, and I coughed in embarrassment: "This injury on my body is purely a second accident."

Zhao Qingyun nodded instinctively, thought for a while, then lowered his head, and after a long while, he said again: "This week, I have already spent more than 1 yuan. If I continue to live, I will have to sell the iron. It's okay if I am alone. But there is still a big family waiting for me to raise, I only earn more than 2000 a month, really, there is no way."

As soon as I heard that he didn't have enough money, I quickly reminded him: "Didn't I tell you, if you need any help, just come to me, I can give you [-] yuan first, it's important to save your life."

Zhao Qingyun hesitated for a moment, finally made up his mind, stood up, and bowed deeply to me: "Then, I thank you first."

I hurriedly supported him, told him not to be polite, and then told him that when the person who brought me lunch at noon came, I would send him the money.

He was very grateful, I asked him the ward number, he sat for a while, and went to see his wife and son.

When Yan Qingchen came to deliver the meal at noon, I briefly explained the matter to him and asked him to lend me 2 yuan from my brother.

Yan Qingchen refused to agree, saying that I shouldn't meddle in other people's business, this kind of person always wants to kidnap others morally because of how poor he is.

"You helped him now, who knows if you will get yourself into trouble in the future." Yan Qingchen angrily opened the lid of the thermos, with too much force, almost spilling the soup inside.

I was also angry, picked up the cover, and slammed it heavily on the table.

"Yan Qingchen, you are such a coward, you are so afraid of getting into trouble, you have the nerve to laugh at other people's worthlessness!"

The bucket lid was made of stainless steel, and when it hit the table, it immediately made a "dang" sound, collapsed a piece, rolled half a circle on the dining table, and fell under the table.

Finally, Yan Qingchen stopped deliberately ignoring my sarcasm, he flew up his palm, swept the food on the table on the ground, grabbed my collar, and forced me back to the bed.

"Yes, I'm a coward! I'm afraid of trouble! I'm worthless! But why the hell did I do this, have you ever thought about it!" Yan Qingchen stared and gritted his teeth. He looked like he was going to eat people, but seeing his expression, I couldn't get scared. Instead, I felt an inexplicable contempt. I felt that his crazy appearance was like a clown on stage.

Seeing that I was indifferent, he became even more angry, and pushed me down on the bed desperately, and pressed him on top: "You despise me as a coward, okay, fine, I think I should fucking fuck you right now!"