When he got home, his parents were waiting for him in the living room. Wu Guifang's eyes were red, as if she had cried. Song Shixian sat quietly with a cigarette butt in his mouth, without saying a word.

Song Baojun was shocked, threw down his travel bag and asked, "Mom, what happened?"

Wu Guifang whispered: "Your aunt may not be able to survive this level."

"Ah? What's wrong with my aunt?"

After Song Baojun's careful interrogation, Wu Guifang slowly revealed the whole story.

More than half a year ago, my aunt Wu Qiufang accidentally felt stomach discomfort and didn't take it seriously. In order to save money, she didn't eat breakfast all year round, and it was no longer a day or two. Her ex-husband was idle and her daughter was still studying and growing up, and what could she do if she had a salary of one or two thousand yuan a month? It would be a point to save one or two points.

Not long after, Wu Qiufang gradually felt her abdomen swelling, her appetite decreased, she was thin and weak. She also said that she had worked too hard recently and didn't think deeply. It was not until she felt nausea, vomiting, and bloody stools had occurred several times that she felt serious.

She had to take time to go to the hospital for examination, and the results were dizzy. Under the torture of a long-term hard life and bad living habits, she suffered from gastric cancer.

The test result was early symptoms at that time. There was an opportunity to save her, but Wu Qiufang had no choice but to miss it. At that time, Xiang Jinghuayao Cancer Rescue Foundation learned the news and came to her, asking to provide funds for free treatment.

Huayao Cancer Rescue Foundation has cooperative relationships with all hospitals in the city, sharing information and any patient who is diagnosed with cancer will take the initiative to contact and help without any return.

Unfortunately, Wu Qiufang heard the word "free" and thought it was a liar, and said that she refused to accept the foundation's help.

It doesn't matter if he rejects other people's kindness, but the family can't afford to treat it. Wu Qiufang once told her husband Han Weiwu about this, but Han Weiwu disdained it and said it was just a minor illness, so she would be cured. She continued to drink and dance as she danced.

Under such circumstances, Wu Qiufang did not dare to ask her sister Wu Guifang for help. After all, her sister and brother-in-law were very opposed to her marriage with Han Weiwu.

So, he dragged it down and dragged it to the back, and the cancer cells spread throughout the body. The divorce with Han Weiwu finally defeated her, and her condition deteriorated sharply. Wu Qiufang could no longer hold on and fell on the hospital bed and fell into a state of continuous coma. Yesterday afternoon, the doctor issued a notice for critical illness.

The last time Song Shixian and his wife went to visit their sister, they also learned about this situation, but she was not in danger at that time, so they did not tell the family about the two children.

Speaking of this, Wu Guifang wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "It's all my fault that I have been working overtime and have never been to see your aunt well. So far, everyone is almost gone, and they are all Han Weiwu who killed that day. If she had listened to me and not married to Xiangjing, she would have been such a bad thing."

Wu Guifang kept talking nonstop, and Song Shixian smoked and said, "Ajun, your mother and I have asked for leave from the unit, and asked you to go back to Xiangjing to see your aunt together. She has no relatives except our family, and if that... she also has to deal with the funeral. Tongtong is still in high school and her studies are important, we will not call her to avoid being distracted."

Song Baojun nodded: "Of course I have to go and see it."

I discussed with my father and took advantage of Wu Guifang's time to pack her luggage and ordered three high-speed train tickets from Chazhou to Xiangjing online.

The main thing is to bring cash, various documents and changing clothes, and there is no need for much luggage. However, Wu Guifang kept flipping around, and found deer antler and ginseng wine and said she would bring it to my aunt for her health. Then she took out donkey glue and said she would replenish her qi and blood. Song Shixian dissuaded her, so she had to let her clean up and pack three bags of things.

Song Baojun had never taken the train before, and it felt very novel when he entered the high-speed train car. Seeing his parents' heavy face, he still suppressed his emotions. The car car was clean, tidy and bright, and the beautiful crew's stockings and thighs were fascinating.

Along the way, I recalled my aunt's past deeds with my mother. Most of the time, Wu Guifang was talking, and the father and son were listening. Song Shixian occasionally corrected the mistakes in Wu Guifang's memories.

The family of three also had lunch in the car. The meal was rich, with meat, vegetables and soup, but no one had any appetite.

After leaving the station's security check office, Song Baojun, who was traveling far away for the first time, began to appreciate the prosperity of Beijing.

One of the world's most prosperous metropolises is located on the bank of Xiangjiang River. It is known as the "Double Asian Star" together with Zhonghai City. It has a population of 28 million. Since the reform and opening up in 1978, it has maintained an ultra-high-speed development state for nearly 40 years, without any intention of stagnation.

The hard work of the people of Xiangjing has accumulated wealth, so Xiangjing began to expand rapidly. Especially in the past twenty years, the city has become wider and wider, with its edges becoming larger and larger, from the Third Ring Road to the Fifth Ring Road to the Thirteenth Ring Road... gradually connected with the surrounding Yuyan City, Xianhe City, and Longmian City.

In 2014, with the completion of the construction of the subway network between the four cities, it marked the complete formation of a huge scale and amazingly advantaged "Xiangjing Super Urban Circle", with a total population of more than 50 million. It is known as the five world-class cities, together with New York, London, Japan, Tokyo and China Sea.

Xiangjing is not only the center of culture, economy, education and transportation, but also the world's most popular and fashionable industrial center. Every tourist who comes to Xiangjing for the first time is shocked by its prosperity and even feels like "This is the capital of Asia."

Song Baojun and his family walked out of the station with their luggage. They saw a blond and blue-eyed foreigner wearing ragged clothes holding a broken bowl. He just wrote in chalk in the open space at the door, "I beg my uncle to give you five yuan in travel expenses to the UK", and was kicked away by the station security guard.

Since the Crab Committee launched the "Special Remediation Work for Three Non-Foreigners" in 2013, the number of foreigners living on the streets has increased day by day.

The beggar was actually a idle British man. He couldn't find a job in his hometown and came to Xiangjing to cheat. He was attacked by the Crab Committee and fell to begging along the street. He asked for one or two hundred yuan a day and went to eat, drink and have no idea of ​​returning to China.

Song Baojun and his parents didn't have much time to enjoy the scenery, so they stopped a taxi and rushed directly to Ren'ai Hospital on Cangwu Road, Niuti District.

This is a large-scale hospital with good facilities and conditions. The fan-shaped building complex consisting of fifteen buildings originally had only fourteen buildings. Unexpectedly, one day the patient's family suddenly raised a sign to protest that the hospital deliberately built fourteen buildings. 14, which is homophonic to "death". Is it a curse that they died early? The hospital had no choice but to build another building.

There is a large area of ​​green space in the middle, and behind it is the inpatient building with a height of 38 floors.

The hall is spacious and bright, the floor is clean and tidy, the tall glass dome is as beautiful as a hotel, and the electronic touch screen, inquiry desk and consultation office are all in place. Song Baojun found the front desk to ask about his aunt's hospitalization in detail, and took his parents straight to the hospitalization department.

Wu Qiufang lives in the Oncology Department on the 20th floor. Along the way, the walls are covered with healthy living guidelines and posters introduced by various departments. From time to time, the elevator crawled into one or two patients with a bandage and a sick face, and filled with 84 disinfectant water and a mixed smell of penicillin.

Although patients who are gradually recovering gather together in groups of three or three, they can’t escape the pessimism in this environment.

The corridor on the 20th floor is very quiet. Some families who care for patients leaned on the bench to take a nap, some squatted quietly in the corner to play with their cell phones, and occasionally a nurse pushed the car and hurriedly passed by, and no one wanted to talk.

Suddenly a voice in my mind said, "I don't like the hospital at all, which makes me think of the past that I don't want to recall." It is the literary personality who is talking.

The despicable personality replied: "That's because you are a poor guy who is sad about spring and autumn."

The literary personality cried: "What do you know! My dad died in the hospital. During that time, I smelled this smell and could not calm down in a second! If I had no hands, I would beat you up directly!"

"Come on, come on, I'm afraid you're not a hero."

The violent personality suddenly squeezed in and delivered a speech: "Fuck! I will accompany you if you want to fight! Just drive you all out of the main space, and I will dominate here alone."

The philosophical personality says: "Don't argue, birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural laws of the universe. Nothing can be avoided and will not change due to human will. Even the universe itself will die one day."

The vulgar personality said: "I'll just say that the more you learn physics, the more you don't care about death."

"Yes, compared to the vast universe, anyone is just a speck of dust, and a long life is just a breeze. No one cares if the dust disappears or exists, and it doesn't care."

After listening to the philosophical words, several other personalities slowly remained silent.

The family of three took two turns to find Ward No. 2056 where Wu Qiufang is located.

The door was open, with two beds on the left and right inside, with white sheets spreading on the bed. There was only a gap in the window opposite. The breeze was gentle and the curtains were whispered. The afternoon sunlight shone on the floor through the white transparent glass, and the light and shadow were mottled. A pot of cactus was placed in a small plastic flower pot, and was trying to grow upward.

The other bed was empty and there was no one. There was an overly thin woman sleeping in the bed on the left, with her face hidden in her messy and yellow hair. The oxygen delivery tube in her nostrils was connected to the liquid oxygen bottle at the head of the bed through a long hose. There was a monitoring electrocardiogram on the side. The electrocardiogram waves swayed together and beat slowly, afraid that they would fall into a straight line at some point.

A little girl of eleven or twelve years old was lying on the bedside, as if she had fallen asleep. The little girl had thin shoulders, wearing a loose sportswear blue and red school uniform, and her long hair was black and shiny, like a cloud. Her shoulders were twitching, as if she was in a sad dream.

Song Baojun and his family of three put down their luggage, and Wu Guifang came to the bed and shouted softly: "Qiufang, Qiufang."

The transition to two chapters, everyone is patient, and there will be a burst of plots soon.

~(To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.)16-10-15 08:10:45
Chapter completed!