who's medicine

A busy week passed quickly. On Saturday, Minglang and Xiaobing took the afternoon off to go to the auditorium of the Cultural Palace.

Today is the day when the activity center for the elderly in the city holds a cultural performance, and when I walked to the entrance of the Cultural Palace, my bright eyes were attracted by a group of aunts downstairs with heavy makeup, dressed in red, green and green, painted with rouge Wearing lipstick and wearing rough mushroom-head wigs on their heads, they all stand and laugh like children, not knowing whether they are looking at others amused or feel that they are too embarrassing.

Minglang took a glance, but didn't see his mother. He secretly rejoiced that his mother didn't turn into such a ghost, and then went upstairs.

Upstairs is even more lively, people who store clothes, put on make-up, adjust the lighting, adjust the scenery... The staff are all old people, and the youngest one is a photographer, who seems to be in his fifties , everyone was very busy, looking forward to and excited about the performance later.

Aunt Yingxue, who was directing the chorus for the final harmony, saw him and walked over: "Xiao Lang is here, your mother is in the lounge!"

Minglang said: "Okay Auntie, I'll go see her."

Minglang found the rest room, and saw his mother sitting on a chair and drinking water from a cup.She has already put on her makeup, her brows are curved and her lips are red, and she looks more energetic than usual. She is naturally beautiful. Looking at her clear facial features, she can tell that Xu Huafang was definitely a beauty when she was young.

"Mom." Minglang took the thermos from Xu Huafang's hand and added some hot water for her: "Is your body comfortable?"

It has been more than half a month, and Xu Huafang has been complaining intermittently that she has chest pains, and she doesn't know the reason, so she is asked to go to the hospital to check whether she is alive or not, for fear of delaying the performance, and she will not go until the performance is over.

Xu Huafang nodded: "Do you think your mother is made of plastic? It's been fine for a long time, I don't know how comfortable it is now!"

"Is it all right?"

"You expect me to be okay?"

Minglang pouted, looked at the time, took out the medicine from Xu Huafang's bag and handed it to her: "It's time to take the medicine."

Xu Huafang took the medicine and continued to read her manuscript.

"Have you memorized all the words? Don't forget the words when you go on stage." Minglang has been listening to his mother memorizing manuscripts at home these days, and even he has memorized more than half of them.

"I wrote it down a long time ago. Your mother is diabetic, not Alzheimer's, okay?"

At this time, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and the person in charge, Uncle Zhang, walked in with a person and said, "Xiao Xu, this is our sponsor for this event, and it's to Mr. Kan of Qi Enterprise."

When Minglang and Xu Huafang looked up at the same time and saw Kan Qi walking in, everyone present except Uncle Zhang froze, and an awkward and tense atmosphere immediately filled the small room.Kan Qi didn't expect to meet Mingming in this kind of place, and he also looked at the mother and son blankly.

Minglang was the first to come back to his senses, and said calmly, "Hello, Boss Kan."

"Hello..." When Kan Qi saw Minglang, the first thing that Kan Qi thought of was that he sent his photo to a dating website, but he didn't have any hatred at all. Instead, he was a little speechless when he saw Minglang little joy.

When Xu Huafang saw that it was Kan Qi, her heart turned cold. Uncle Zhang had only mentioned to her that the sponsor this time was the son of Sister Li from the event center, but he didn't say what his name was. She never thought it would be this person!

Uncle Zhang looked at the stalemate between the three, and asked inexplicably, "How many of you knew each other before?"

"I met once," Kan Qi smiled slightly: "It's not too familiar."

"Oh..." Uncle Zhang said with a smile, "Xijiang City is so small, you can meet acquaintances for three days straight after eating a bowl of rice noodles in the morning."

"What Uncle Zhang said is true." Ming Lang's eyes were fixed on Kan Qi all the time, as if he was wary of him.

"Then let's go out first, Xiao Xu, get ready, we will be on stage in half an hour."

Uncle Zhang invited Kan Qi to go out while talking, when Minglang was about to close the door, Kan Qi turned his head and gave him a half-green look.Minglang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

Xu Huafang said disappointedly: "Why is he the sponsor? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come!"

Although Xu Huafang didn't know the specific dispute between Kan Qi and Ming Lang, she could feel that when Kan Qi walked in just now, the moment their eyes met, there was a spark like metal friction and collision. Crackling.And she still remembers the last time they were slapstick in her own house. She thinks that Kan Qi is the kind of person who changes from time to time, and changes as soon as he says, which is quite scary.

"What's none of your business? You're just a reporter and announcer, just do your job well." Minglang said.

"I'm not in the mood to see him anymore." This is the truth. Xu Huafang's excitement for a second after knowing that Kan Qi is a sponsor disappeared.

Mingming comforted him: "Mom, you keep saying that you are professional and professional. How can you abandon the professionalism that you have always been proud of?"

"I..." Xu Huafang was speechless with his son's words.

"Don't worry about it," Minglang said, "Completing your work today is your greatest, greatest victory."

Xu Huafang thought what her son said made sense. She came for this show, so what's the matter with the sponsor?After a while, she must sit on the stage in high spirits and preside over it, so that everyone in the audience, including Kan Qi, can see her demeanor back then!

Before going on stage, Minglang helped Xu Huafang tidy up her makeup and encouraged her: "Come on, mom!"

Pushing his mother onto the stage, Minglang saw Kan Qi sitting in the most conspicuous position off the stage at the first glance, surrounded by several leaders of the city cultural center, all talking affectionately with Kan Qi, and he had no words to match. As he spoke, his eyes kept wandering over Qingming.

Minglang pushed his mother to the middle of the stage, unfastened the buckle of the wheelchair, patted her on the shoulder and waited.

Xu Huafang calmed down and drew a peaceful smile on her face: "Respected leaders and guests, good afternoon! It's another year of cool autumn wind, and another round of flowers and full moon. To show the elderly in our city Spiritual outlook, highlighting the redness of the sunset, and enriching the cultural activities of the elderly in our city, today we will hold a 'Sunset Streamer' art performance for the elderly in the Municipal Cultural Palace!"

Xu Huafang enunciated sonorously and powerfully, winning applause from all the halls.

"First of all, I would like to introduce to you, the Jinhu District Laolaile Cultural and Art Performance Team, the Renmin Road Street Flower Drum Team, and the Yangshan Enjoying the Cool Cultural and Sports Performance Team attended the event today..."

Minglang heard his mother read a long speech, he didn't know if the lines were too long or he was careless, he always felt that his mother didn't have enough breath and was a little panting.

"Next, with warm applause, we invite the comrades of Wuyi Road Street to bring us the song chorus "Our Life is Full of Sunshine"!"

After the curtain call ended, Ming Lang pushed Xu Huafang backstage and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I seem to be a little nervous, and my heart is beating fast." Xu Huafang also felt her heart beating faster.

"You, are you sure you're just nervous? Are there other places..."

"No problem," Xu Huafang shook her head, "Maybe it's been too long since I hosted the event, and I'm a bit unfamiliar with playing today, so I'm flustered."

Minglang handed her the water to take a few sips, and stroked her back, "If you feel something is wrong, please tell me right away."

"Okay, don't worry!"

That being said, how could Minglang really feel at ease?He looked at his mother's pale and white face, and he didn't know if the foundation was too thick or the rouge was not wiped off...

After a few minutes, Xu Huafang patted Minglang's hand: "Hey, what are you thinking, push me on stage."

"Oh..." Minglang pushed Xu Huafang onto the stage in a wheelchair, and then watched from the background.

"...This is the song in the heart of every Chinese son and daughter. After so many years of ups and downs, we have been hand in hand, advancing and retreating together..." Xu Huafang seemed to be full of energy, but the breath between the lines was really getting more and more urgent.

"We believe that war has become a thing of the past, and backwardness has become a thing of the past! We wish the future of our motherland to be soaring and stronger! The people will be happier! Please appreciate what brought by Luchun Street..." Xu Huafang frowned Frowning, covering his chest, he couldn't breathe anymore, but he insisted on finishing the sentence: "Dance... Zhu, "Bless the Motherland", let us... let us..." Before he finished speaking, his whole body froze. The wheelchair slid down.

Minglang's pupils dilated immediately, he stepped onto the stage in two big strides, and laid Xu Huafang, who was half leaning on the wheelchair, on the ground.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" He looked at his mother's chest rising and falling frequently, as if lack of oxygen.

At this time, everyone on and off the stage gathered around. Many people were frightened, and more onlookers were talking about Xu Huafang's symptoms. Everyone wanted to come up with ideas, but what they said was nonsense. .

Xu Huafang clutched her left chest: "It hurts...it hurts too much..." She couldn't even speak in a voice, her panting was very short, and it was obvious that she was breathing hard at this time.

My mother had never had this kind of symptom before, Minglang was dumbfounded for a moment, and looked at her dully, not knowing where to start.

Someone in the crowd interjected: "Xiao Xu has trouble breathing, hurry up and do CPR!"

CPR?Minglang was stunned for a few seconds, ah... yes, cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

He folded his palms and put them on his mother's chest. He was about to start pressing when a person who stepped in suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Aren't you a fucking idiot? This is an acute myocardial infarction, and you want to crush her to death after cardiopulmonary resuscitation, don't you?!" The man cursed unceremoniously.

Ming Lang looked back in a daze, Kan Qi was staring at him,

"you……"

Kan Qi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pulled his hand away, "Help me up and sit down."

"What are you going to do?" Minglang questioned his sudden sex change.

"If you don't want your mom to end up here, you better listen to me!"

The current situation is too urgent, Minglang watched his mother suffer more and more every second, and didn't even care about analyzing Kan Qi's intentions, so he quickly helped Xu Huafang up and sat on the wheelchair.

Kan Qi squatted in front of Xu Huafang, held a medicine to her mouth, and said, "Auntie, take it sublingually."

"What is this?" Minglang didn't know what he was going to do.

"Do you understand nitroglycerin?" Kan Qi glanced at him, "Don't worry, even if I want to harm your mother, I will choose a better method."

clear:"……"

Xu Huafang took the medicine, and after about two to three minutes, the pain began to ease, and her breathing gradually became more stable.

"Is it better?" Minglang is most concerned about this question.

Xu Huafang nodded, but was still speechless.

"Let's go, auntie, let's go to the hospital." Kan Qi said decisively.

"Your name is 120?" Minglang asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to take my car, don't you think it's wrong?" Kan Qi looked directly at Minglang.

Even though Qingming usually looked down on this person in front of him, at this moment he had no room to be picky. He carefully picked up his mother and walked out of the auditorium of the Cultural Palace.

Several people worked together to lift Xu Huafang to the back row of Kan Qi's Escalade, then Minglang sat next to his mother and went straight to the hospital.

Along the way, Kan Qi was talking on the phone while driving.

"Old Fu, came back from vacation in Sanya? Hehe... What's so interesting about Sanya? It's a waste of time. I told you to wait for me. I'll invite you to the Aegean Sea in Athens in two months..."

Minglang frowned and said, "Can you drive, drive, there are cameras everywhere at the intersection, you need to chat later... then..."

Kan Qi ignored what he said, and continued to talk on the phone: "...I have a little matter here, is Dr. Kong from your department here today? Let him pick me up for an emergency... Yes, it's my aunt with angina pectoris, It looks like an acute myocardial infarction... Hey, it's urgent, so please make arrangements quickly, we'll be there right away."

Minglang looked at Kan Qi suspiciously. He wasn't sure that Kan Qi was talking on the phone just now. Could it be that he was just kidding himself?

"Did you call or call someone in the hospital just now?"

"Ah," Kan Qi pointed to Xu Huafang who was lying in the back seat: "I said it was my aunt, don't tell me when I get to the hospital later."

clear:"……"

After arriving at the hospital 10 minutes later, the car stopped, and several nurses in the outpatient building rushed over with a stretcher, and hurriedly carried Xu Huafang onto the stretcher to inhale oxygen.

A doctor in his forties walked over swaggeringly, and when he saw Kan Qi, he asked with a smile without saying hello: "Isn't it you who Lao Fu asked me to see?" Mr. Kan?"

"You wish it was me, Brother Kong?" Kan Qi laughed.

"Don't, don't, I don't want to see a doctor for any of my friends. I'm panicked. Who is the patient?" Dr. Kong quickly entered the topic.

"It's my aunt," Kan Qi pointed to Ming Lang, "This is me...my brother."

Minglang was very resistant to this address, but he quickly agreed: "Doctor, hello, I am my mother's son." Why does this sound so awkward.

Dr. Kong nodded and asked, "What's the matter with the patient?"

Minglang roughly described the situation this afternoon, and Dr. Kong asked while taking notes: "Have you ever had a history of heart disease?"

"No," Minglang said, "but I have diabetes. Three years ago, my feet and feet were ulcerated and my limbs were amputated."

Dr. Kong looked back at Xu Huafang's legs, and asked, "What about blood lipids and blood pressure?"

"Blood pressure and blood lipids are a bit high. Also, in the past half a month, my mother always said that my chest, back, and back hurt. I don't know why..."

"Half a month? You two are really big-hearted." Dr. Kong closed the book and said, "These are all symptoms of angina pectoris. Let's do an examination first, and decide the treatment plan after the results come out, but I see the patient's In eight out of ten cases, surgery is required.”

"Surgery?" Minglang's eyes straightened: "Is it serious?"

"Whether it is serious or not, we have to wait for the results of the examination, but now we can basically confirm that the patient has an acute myocardial infarction. You should hospitalize her now. We should hurry up and do the examination. This cannot be delayed." Dr. Kong turned to the nurse after speaking, "immediately Take the patient for cardiac color Doppler ultrasound, MRI, brain CT..."

Minglang watched helplessly as they pushed his mother away, and stood there without a sense of direction for a moment. The incident happened so suddenly, his feet seemed to be nailed to the floor, and he didn't know where to go.My mind is full of four words: acute myocardial infarction...

The author has something to say:

Is Kan always on his redemption mode?Take your time and be patient~~~