Zhang Lingling, born in 1986 in Jiangsu, has novels in October, Flower City, Writers, Youth Literature, Yangtze River Literature and Art, Novel Circles, Novel Selection, Sinan Literature Anthology, Novella Selection, novella Selection, etc. A collection of published novels, Jealousy.
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Lingling Zhang
One
Yu Zhihong waited two days before he received the news of Teacher Shi's wrestling. It is said that it was the fifteenth of December, less than half a month before his eighty-seventh birthday. Men are afraid of before their birthdays, women are afraid of birthdays, this is what my father said several times before he died, which means that if a man is sick before his birthday, it will be difficult to get better. There is no reason, it is probably a statement, the accuracy rate is seventy percent, and the probability is also unfounded. Yu's father died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the early morning of July 27, five years ago, one month before his seventy-sixth birthday, in response to his words. Born in 1938, six years younger than Mr. Shi, he began to write in high school, then studied in the Chinese Department of China Normal University, was sent to graduate school in 1961, and two years later went to the Shanghai Art Theater Troupe as a screenwriter, and gradually rose to the head of the troupe. In the 1980s, he won several awards for several plays he wrote, and he also made a cameo role in the "Siege" TV series with great interest. In 1993, Father Yu voluntarily gave up his tenure as a teacher and began to write books, mainly his memories and critical articles. In a book he compiled, there was an unauthorized manuscript, the author was a university professor, and Yu Father had a pen fight in the newspaper, read the manuscript, thought that there was slander, sued to the Shanghai Intermediate Court, and finally yu father lost the lawsuit, compensated a thousand yuan, and the book was no longer sold. After the death of his father, the elegy as usual had the phrase "the conscience of intellectuals".
Teacher Shi is a former friend of Yu's father for many years. Those born before the founding of New China often spent their birthdays together, celebrating once again witnessing history and seeing the sunshine of the new century. Teacher Qin was the oldest, more than ten years older than everyone else, and his wife died thirty years ago. In 2001, Teacher Qin left, leaving behind more than 15,000 volumes, all of which were donated to the Shanghai Library because there were no descendants. After entering the new century, the birthday party of the heroes is still being held, but fewer and fewer people can participate, and finally only Teacher Shi is left.
Teacher Shi's hometown of Jingmen, Hubei Province, has been teaching at Tongji University in 1988, teaching modern and contemporary Chinese philosophy, and the main subject direction is Hu Shi. But Hu Shi is a useless scholar, and his political identity is sensitive. A well-known publishing house spent two years trying to import the complete works of Hu Shi from Taiwan and hand them over to Teacher Shi to compile, but it was limited to policy and has not been able to come out. Teacher Shi re-awarded Feng Youlan, can not be used in the world, less than half of the students in class, the school remembers the old and weak, there are still teaching positions, but the monthly salary is only 6,000 yuan, in Shanghai a cup of water. He has been in Shanghai for many years and has been unable to buy a house, renting in Anshan New Village, two kilometers away from the university. It is the oldest workers' community in Shanghai, backed by the Angang Group and the Second Textile Factory, built in the 1970s, expanding from one village to eight villages. At its peak, more than a million people lived, and primary schools, hospitals, shops, etc. were built. Although the expansion is not stopped, the building is getting older and older, and there are shopping malls such as RT-Mart around, but the exterior wall looks inexplicably grayer than other places. Shanghai is constantly changing, but Anshan is constant. The oldest residents gradually moved out of the community, the houses were rented to financially embarrassed outsiders, trucks with mud and stones were parked everywhere, and the security windows looked like stainless steel coffins, full of gray and white pigeon dung. The concrete and masonry area is heavily watery, and if you are not careful, you will splash the back of your shoe. Halfway open, the wooden frame of the window was crooked, and the curtain was only halfway, hanging over the curtain clamp, and looking inside, it was underwear of different lengths, tied to a long rope in the hall. Since entering Shanghai, Teacher Shi has rented here, and several moves have only changed from three villages to five villages. In early November, the landlord said he wanted to sell the house and asked to move out as soon as possible. Teacher Shi could not find a place to stay for a while, entrusted the intermediary and looked for friends, and finally found a two-bedroom apartment on the ground floor of the eight villages. Because the time is too tight, there are many things - the clothes are fine, but the collection of books over the years is more and heavier, plus between the villages and villages, the distance is awkward, the moving company is not suitable for collecting more or less, he wants to do something for himself, slowly move away, the landlord promised to give another half a month. The day after moving into the new house, Teacher Shi fell while mopping the floor in the living room and failed to get up for half a day. Thinking that there was no big trouble, I wanted to quietly survive, so I took two painkillers, put on the plaster, did not go to the hospital, and in the middle of the night, it became difficult to turn over, and then I took a taxi to Xinhua Hospital. After filming, the doctor said that the patella was shattered and it was best to have an operation. Teacher Shi was a little distressed about the cost, and the next day he said hello to his two sons and took the train back to Jingmen alone, wanting to deal with it in his hometown. Back in Jingmen, I found that the hospital fees were not cheaper than in Shanghai, and the employment relationship was in Shanghai, and the reimbursement was very troublesome. He left Jingmen too early, the eldest brother, the second brother and the third sister have died, only a few young people who are not very familiar with each other, barely lived in the hospital for two days in their hometown, felt that this was not the way to go, forced to go out of the hospital, went to find a local Chinese medicine doctor, prescribed some medicine to activate blood stasis, and took a train back to Shanghai, sat for ten hours in a row, stayed at the residence, and completely lay down.
This time to Jingmen, the eldest son Shi Fan entrusted the hospital to find a nurse surnamed Guo. Guo Nurse is in his fifties, and his temper is a little bad, but he is very careful in doing things. Yu Zhihong was the first time he met him. The green door outside Hachimura 103 was locked, and a tall man with a wide face smoked at the door, and the blue cloth jacket on his body did not look very warm. She asked if it was Teacher Shi's house. Guo Nurse replied, yes, go inside. After Teacher Shi's accident, many students, relatives and friends visited. He was probably very used to it and didn't ask her for her identity.
The house is almost unpacked, the old-fashioned straight-barrel apartment, the entrance is the kitchen, the living room, the left side of the living room is a side room full of debris, and the inside is the bedroom. Teacher Shi suffered from cataracts two years ago, and now he is completely blind, his ears are still bright, lying in the bedroom, he hears people coming, asks who it is from afar, and his voice is very loud. She said, it's me, Zhihong. The room was messy and crowded, the side of the big bed was hard into a wire bed, Teacher Shi was lying on his back on the small bed, the bed was next to the window, the window screen was full of cobwebs and dust, the little sunlight that leaked in shone in the corner of the futon, the person was only missing in the quilt, a skinny arm was exposed outside the futon, and the elbow and forearm were covered with purple and black blood stains.
After Guo nurse finished smoking, he stood at the door for a while, entered the door and said that it was more difficult to get in the middle of the night, and it hurt to adjust his position, and he was slightly inattentive and moved back to the same place. Teacher Shi did not make a sound, and after a while said, let's change the position. The voice was very pleading. Guo Nurse walked in, pulled open the quilt, put the pillow under his left waist, let him lie on his side, and said, I just asked you to change your disagreement, now I know. As soon as the quilt was lifted, Yu Zhihong found that Teacher Shi was not wearing pants, perhaps afraid of pressure sores, and the sides of his buttocks collapsed badly, like being stripped of two pieces of flesh.
Guo nurse just came to Shanghai not long ago, life is not familiar, this side can not be separated from people, buy vegetables all rely on the opposite side of the incident. Teacher Shi's nighttime whispers are a precursor to cerebral infarction, and the people who accompany the bed are naturally more guilty. Guo nurses have accumulated grievances and bitter water, and when they see people, they fall out, whether it is the first time they meet. He spoke for a few minutes, saw that she had no reaction, suddenly felt bored, and withdrew from the bedside, saying that he was going to clean up the kitchen. She sat down, took Teacher Shi's hand, and gently patted the back of his hand.
After she sat down, she had time to take a closer look at her new residence. The master bedroom was filled with a large bed, a wardrobe, a TV cabinet, the mirror on the door was half broken, mercury poured out of the mirror, the cabinet was dark, and a few pieces of clothing and thin blankets were arbitrarily folded. The big bed has Simmons, the cushion is too soft, the patient is not suitable, and only Guo nurses can sleep. There were nutrition products and milk powder gift boxes piled up under the TV cabinet, Presumably brought by the visitors in front of them. There were two boxes of nuts in the gift box, pecans, pistachios and the like, and who might have picked them up from the New Year goods and didn't realize what problems would be with the patient's teeth to eat today. On the opposite wall hung a large Oaks air conditioner, open a strong wind, blowing straight down the patient's face, sitting for a while before the face was hot and dry.
Thirsty? she asked.
Teacher Shi said, what? Oh, there are some, it's ok. She stood up, took a glass of water, and aimed the straw at Teacher Shi's mouth, and Teacher Shi raised her head and drank heavily, supposedly thirsty for half a day.
She had also been to the place that Teacher Shi had originally rented. The previous year's birthday was set at home, and several students brought a cooked cake past, although it was not big, but at least it was clean and new. As it is now, the poor households in the countryside are superior to here. She thought that when Teacher Shi's monthly salary was five or six hundred, when he saw that the students had difficulties, he would definitely help him, and after years and months, he had helped countless students, but he was relegated to the dark room. Thinking of this, she was a little sad, and when she looked back, she saw that Teacher Shi's eyes were half closed, facing the ceiling, and she was also in a daze. She leaned down and asked, do you want to listen to the book? Teacher Shi replied that he had just heard it in the morning, but now he does not listen to it. She asked again, do you want to listen to the song? Teacher Shi thought about it and said, "Good." Teresa Teng, "A Tale of a Small Town". She opened the music software and tuned her phone to public playback. Music spread from the edge of the bed to the interior, reorganizing the space, and the bedroom finally stopped looking so cramped and depressing. Teacher Shi had the strength to slowly talk to her about the landlord's situation. The landlord's surname is Mei, a native of Shanghai, who originally worked as a turner in Angang. Female turners were rare at the time. In 1979, her husband died of a work injury, leaving her and her daughter alone. Her daughter studied industry at university and joined the state-owned import and export company after graduation. In the late 1990s, the unit did an event and invited an American professor to give a speech, the professor had written several books about the Silicon Valley model, she was responsible for the reception, and the two had a good conversation. The professor was interested in the development of China's economy and invited her to participate in the investigation of the next book. Strictly speaking, the next book can be regarded as a co-author of the two, and she discusses more about the China section. The professor ranked her in the second authorship, not just as a Chinese translator. After half a year, she left Shanghai for the United States, married the professor, and gave birth to two children, a man and a woman, and the whole family lived in Redwood City. Since 2009, many private enterprise bosses have wanted to make up for the previous lessons, and courses on economic trends, marketing positioning, and the Silicon Valley model have become very popular in China, and the frequency of returning to China is much higher than before. Shanghai house prices are different from the past, one face a day. The landlord wanted to sell it in Qingpu to change the big set and live for his daughter and son-in-law, so he asked Teacher Shi to move out.
So, well, it's not her problem either. Teacher Shi said, shaking his head and continuing to stare at the ceiling.
The song ended, and she continued to put down a lively and brisk "Sweet Honey". The glass was empty, and she went to the living room to pour water. The table was filled with the rest of the dishes left over from noon, stewed lotus slices, and stir-fried cabbage, all of which were only half eaten. The lid of the pottery bowl is open, and inside the bowl is the residue of Traditional Chinese medicine. The plastic wrap on the foam box was torn open, and three or four strawberry ulcers generally oozed water. There was a stainless steel electric kettle standing next to the box, she reached out to explore the wall of the pot, warm, rummaged for a while and asked, Guo nurse, where is the hot water bottle at home? Guo nurse squatted at the door to tear the courier delivered from room 102, the packaging bag wrapped in the carton was stained with mud, I don't know where to send it, but it has been put for some time, he sullenly said, there is not even a hot water bottle at home, can you believe it?
Teacher Shi drank the second trip of water and said, "After a while, Guo Nurse will be convenient, so you can go back." Yu Zhihong said, no hurry, Guo nurse is out to clean up, you want to turn over I call him. The door rang again, someone came in, a fat, short black shadow, only recently saw the hair cut very short, dyed chestnut yellow, wearing a very thick tortoiseshell glasses, sweater wearing layer after layer, the outside is a tweed blouse, very familiar, into the door and laugh: the old man can only eat today?
She took a wide piece of paper that she didn't know whether it was a newspaper or a magazine, rolled it into a cylinder, and tapped on Teacher Shi's quilt: Our family has a lot of money to let me see you. Remember me, Locke.
Teacher Shi said Oh, there was a slight joy on his face. She knocked on the quilt again and said: Rest well. Won't the two brothers come today? Are you waiting for someone to feed? Did auntie send it?
Teacher Shi said that Guo Nurse had just called and told his aunt. Sent over. Locke patted the quilt again, are you recuperating in bed, or are you sitting in the military tent? It's all like that, and there are so many things remotely controlled. Just let them go, such a big person, where will they starve to death. Teacher Shi said, Hmm. Yes, yes. Yu Zhihong said, let Teacher Shi rest. The other party noticed her as if and said, we are all used to it, oh? The old gentleman knows my thirteen-point character. Oh, and the air conditioner here is so big that it's too dry. Guo said that it is also a problem not to open, the weather is too cold, in case of a cold, it will be troublesome. Yu Zhihong asked, what about changing to radiators? Guo Said, one is a safety hazard, and the other is a requirement for wattage. This side of the old house, the circuit can not eat. Luo Dedao, what about buying a humidifier? Guo's voice suddenly rose, so how to do it? Humidifiers are not allowed in hospitals. Seeing that the other party had a temper, she was not angry, laughing and giggling, this is Guo Nurse. You've been working hard lately. Back again, are you Zhihong? Big Money mentioned it to me once, he was in your group, and he told me any news. I have known Mr. Shi's family for many years, and I should have come to see it earlier, but I wouldn't have done anything other than painting with a lot of money, so it was difficult for me to come out. Teacher Shi said thank you twice. She leaned over to Teacher Shi's ear and said, "We have raised some money, and we will not worry about seeing a doctor in the future." Speaking of giving the paper tube to Teacher Shi, you see, big money is also a big head, I don't know how to think, let me bring this to you. Wait until your eyes are better. Speaking of spreading out the paper cylinder, it is the "Good Friend" pictorial, of course, not the Wu Liande book, but the later imitation, using its layout specifications. Teacher Shi said, it's okay, leave it there. Mouth nu towards the TV cabinet. There is no more space there. The landlord laid dust-proof plastic lace covers on the TV, and the remote control ashtray medicine bottles were piled high. Locke spun around and stuck the album into the gap between the back of the TV and the wall.
Yu Zhihong glanced back and saw Teacher Shi breathing hard with his mouth open. She didn't want to refute Locke's words, but the money hadn't been brought up yet, and it would take several days to withdraw from the tip account, and it was still a book number. The students filled in some blanks one after another, but this was not the way to go in the long run. Teacher Shi has a distant nephew named Pan Han, who is studying for a doctorate in Tongji and has traveled to school several times, hoping to implement medical insurance as soon as possible. It's just that the formalities have never been fast. The advice given by the doctor is not bad, rest at home, do not risk bone grafting for the time being, after all, more than eighty. In the same way, more than eighty, it is easy to talk about self-rehabilitation, lie still for a long time, and any problem of thrombosis and emphysema will come. If you can get up and walk around, it's fine, but after tossing around in Jingmen, Now Teacher Shi moves slightly, and the femur is like a pinprick pain. Guo Huogong said, let him turn over and don't want to turn over, telling me how to get it? Luo De lifted the quilt with his hand, and Teacher Shi's originally bent legs slowly straightened out, she sighed softly, and said, It's okay, it will be fine.
The three of them sat idly for a while, and Locke said, almost going back to cooking. Our family has a lot of money, ten fingers do not stick to the Yang Spring Water, boiling instant noodles will be boiled pot, you are not there is not ok. Yu Zhihong sent it to the door, Luo De whispered, you noticed, Teacher Shi's muscles atrophied very badly. How can it be so serious, didn't Guo Nurse have a massage? Yu Zhihong said that doing it must be done, but rehabilitation training should not be enough. But it is also really strange, saying that it is more than ten days, like lying for half a year. Luo De smiled and said, indeed, it has been more than ten days. Teacher Shi told his eldest son that it was the fifteenth fall, and after the hospital saw it, he felt that his muscles and functions were deteriorating too quickly, and he said that it was number five after being questioned. In the end, the number of the fall, no one knows. Shi Fan was very unhappy about this, and told Da Qian that his father always did things like this, and he refused to be honest about anything, which made it difficult for them to do. Yu Zhihong said, yes, they think that people are difficult to cook, and food is difficult to eat. Locke said, I think the most lacking thing in their family is a woman. In the future, I will have the opportunity to introduce the object to the brothers, otherwise the three bachelors will really live too badly. By the way, have the two of you been here today? Yu Zhihong said, did not hear Guo Nurse mention it. Luo De said that after he went back, he had to let the big money talk about it.
After delivering Luo De, the house suddenly became deserted. Yu Zhihong thought that although Luo De had a lot of words, such a cheerful personality gave the house a lot more vitality. Teacher Shi was very weak, and he had a hard time speaking, and he was silent without saying a few words. The old and the young sat silently for a while, only the beautiful and gentle singing of Teresa Teng between the knees and the bed, and the smell of Guo Nurse washing pots and pans and red gold dragon cigarettes came from time to time. She decided not to bother anymore, patted Teacher Shi on the shoulder, leaned down, and said softly, I will see you again next Wednesday.
Two
In the summer of 1981, Yu's father was sent to the study class for compulsory study because of his publication of several novels and essays, and later learned that there were only two people in the class, namely him and Teacher Shi. The workshop was set up in a hut behind the people's meeting place in Zhongshan Park, and more than a dozen people took turns to ask questions. Before the Opium War, it was only farmland and cemeteries, and it began to look like a place during the Xianfeng period. During the Republic of China period, in order to cover up the garbage in the public concession, the government organized the excavation of soil and the dredging of the lake, which had a scale. Father Yu often said that the ghost place "cut down the mulberry." Of course, it's not just about the environment. For a whole month, he listened to criticism in the class, but did not say a word, just played the belly draft. On the last day, he said to Teacher Shi, I am going to prepare to fight back. Teacher Shi was worried that he would cause trouble again, and advised him to be patient, but Father Yu replied that if he died anyway, it would be better to die to understand. So he talked for four hours, refuting the other side's point of view, "how unsyrote." In the afternoon, the secretary of the municipal party committee suddenly came to visit, saying that after a month of discussion, the comrades had all gained ideological gains, and thus announced the end of the study. Everyone was stunned, and Father Yu did not expect that the speech could play such a big role, and later learned that it was the words from above that demanded that such things should no longer be done, and even the old friends in Wuhan were liberated.
She didn't know why she suddenly remembered it. At night, she couldn't sleep and called Lu Cewei. Cai Wei is also one of the volunteers, her hometown of Wenzhou, studying Chinese philosophy, and is a student of Shi Teacher's graduate school. On Teacher Shi's birthday, she and two or three of her peers gave him a cake and sent him an article after returning, complaining about his sorrow and asking for social support. Most of the students have changed. After a week, we received donations of 80,000 or 90,000 yuan. After that, Tang Qing wrote another story, she was teaching in Tongji, and she was also a student of Teacher Shi before, and at the age of forty-two, she gave birth to her first son, and she had just been out of confinement for only twenty days. Teacher Shi's birthday party did not go to success, after reading the article, he deliberately ran a trip, took some photos, and also opened the tip function. This article has a higher reprint rate and receives more money. The crowd had money and morale.
Cai Wei said that Teacher Xu of the Municipal Charity Foundation just took the initiative to send a message saying that he could help. I replied that the funding was enough for the time being. The main thing is that it is difficult to cure the disease. According to the current hospital charging standards, if you are admitted to the ICU, it is not unusual to use more than 100,000 yuan a week. Yu Zhihong said, I just went to Teacher Shi's house in the afternoon, and the situation was even worse than expected. The muscles of the lower extremities atrophy and they can no longer get up, followed by the decline of organs and venous thrombosis. Tsai Wei paused for a moment and said that the old man was afraid of this when he wrestled. I said about the bounty when I saw Teacher Shi the other day, and he called me privately and said that he didn't want to spend too much money on medical treatment. Yu Zhihong said, we are not too big. Now there is only one nurse to take care of it, and I have not yet been sent to the hospital. Tsai Wei said that she has found two hospitals and changed three doctors, and the opinions are all at home to recuperate, I think they are pushing responsibility, afraid of taking responsibility. Yu Zhihong asked, why is Teacher Shi afraid of spending money? Tse wei paused and said, probably mainly worried about the current situation of the two sons, in case something inevitably falls into trouble.
Yu Zhihong didn't know what to say for a while, and after a while he said, No matter what, first see a doctor and then say, we will also see if there are any resources around us that can be mobilized. We also have to prepare with both hands, just in case.
Speaking of what she said in case she didn't say it again, but Cai Wei also understood what she meant, and quickly turned her head, saying, Most of the people who offer help now are academics, Shanghai's medical resources are scarce, and there are indeed few that can be mobilized.
Yu Zhihong said that he would no longer issue a call for it. See if there's a medical community willing to reach out. There is also no way, it is better to be active than to be passive. In addition, do we want to consider the surrounding area of Shanghai? Doesn't Teacher Shi believe in Chinese medicine? Tse-wei said, yes. I asked a friend, there is a TCM orthopedics in Taicang, surnamed Liu. The old man is more than seventy years old, the medical skills and word of mouth are good, the number I am coming, that is, running too cang is not realistic, Teacher Shi's body is difficult to toss, or make a phone call first, ask Mr. Liu if he is willing to run a trip personally. Generally willing to help, will not open their mouths to ask for too much money.
Tsai Wei said, Pan Han and a few other volunteers meant that they still wanted to find a regular hospital. The herbs I brought back last time, to be honest, were of little use to drink.
Also, Yu Zhihong said, she was silent for a while, said, I looked at it this time, I think we still have to be fully prepared. What did Tang Qing say over there?
She felt like it was just a fall, not a big problem.
The boy's voice calling his mother came over the phone. Tsai Wei's son has make-up classes at night, probably asking her mother to go to see the homework, she said interestingly, then I hung up first, I promised to visit on Wednesday.
Well, Tsai Wei said again, in the student crowd, some people said that the two sons did not care. There are all acquaintances over there, and the spread is not good. Yu Zhihong said, turning back to let his friend explain. Speaking of Shi Fan, they don't use WeChat. Tsai Wei replied, yes, they don't even have an Alipay account.
Saying that no one believed it, she secretly wondered, in the future, teach it by hand, no matter how stupid it is, she will learn it. She replied, "Yes, I'll give you another message on Wednesday."
She got up a little late on Wednesday morning, and it was almost ten o'clock when she left. When I got there, I was anxious, and I didn't touch the eight villages at once. It took a long detour to find the gate. It was a cloudy day, and there was no one in the security room. Maybe something happened, a police car was parked by the neighborhood pavilion, and a group of elderly people talked with interest. Someone may have stolen the house, or the husband and wife may quarrel, but she inexplicably feels that someone may jump off the building. She had no time to listen carefully, and she did not have time to look closely, hurriedly turned a few buildings, saw two old ladies wearing black cotton jackets standing downstairs with their sleeves folded, asked where the 3 buildings were, one of them pulled his right hand out of the cotton jacket, pointed back, and said, Isn't it right here?
Sure enough, it was. I just walked in a hurry and actually missed it. The green door was closed, guo care worker was not smoking at the door, she knocked, no one answered. You just push in, usually we are unlocked. The old lady said.
The door is hidden. Room 103 was locked, and the shoe cabinet at the door was stocked with couriers, and there was no time to open it. People should have just been out not long ago. Room 102 was also empty. She thought it was strange. He slammed the iron door again and shouted, Guo Protector.
A battery car stopped at the door, and a woman in a purple down jacket got out of the car, and a plastic bag hung from the front of the car, which contained two bento boxes. She accidentally noticed that the woman's clothes were exactly the same color as a motorcycle parked downstairs, all of which were dark purple embedded in red, which could not be said to be good-looking, but undoubtedly eye-catching. She suddenly reacted to who this woman was. The woman greeted her and asked, "Is the person there?" She said, well, if someone is at home, the door shouldn't be locked. Tiptoeing through the iron door, a man dressed in slippers happened to come down the stairs, glanced at her, and went out again. Yu Zhihong held on to the iron door and looked at it again. The corridor here is bi-directional, with two rooms on the east side, 101, 103, and two on the west side. There was also a shared iron door in both rooms, and the lock was hanging inside, which she reached out and removed.
Did you come to see Teacher Shi specifically? Teacher Shi's students or?
Teacher Shi and my father are old friends. Are you Aunt Cao?
Aunt Cao's helmet was still wearing, and she said, "I just went to deliver food to the Shi Fan brothers, and there is no one in the house." Is something wrong? I gave Shi Fan a call.
She decided to call Guo's nurse to ask about the situation, and he answered the phone quickly, saying that he was in the emergency room now, and the situation was quite bad. During the day, the porridge can no longer be drunk, and the afternoon medicine cannot be drunk. At night, I fed it again, first coughing, then spitting it all out, and I could only call the Shi Fan brothers. After the two brothers arrived, they discussed it, and heard that the conditions in Zhongshan were good, so they took a taxi here. But when I arrived, I learned that there were no beds in the hospital. For several hours, Teacher Shi had not yet lived in it, and could only wait in the emergency department.
She wanted to ask about the specific situation again, but before she could ask the exit, Guo said that if you go to the hospital, call me directly, and I will come out to pick you up. She replied well, thinking that it was better to go directly to see it. Arrived two hours late, didn't expect such a big trouble. In the afternoon, the company still has some chores, and can only find colleagues to temporarily do the work. Auntie saw her hang up the phone and said, "In the hospital, right?" The old man can't do it? She listened harshly, but told the truth anyway. Auntie asked, where are the people now? Yu Zhihong Road, Zhongshan. Auntie said, went to Zhongshan? How did you get to Zhongshan? Isn't Xinhua much closer? Do people live in it now? Yu Zhihong said vaguely, still in the emergency room, saying that there was no bed. Auntie said, how can Zhongshan have a bed, Zhongshan is the most difficult, all of them are foreigners who run to see tumors. Xinhua is only two kilometers away, and it is empty all year round. Teacher Shi's case, of course, the sooner you go to the doctor, the better.
Not too clear, maybe there were acquaintances over there, she said. Auntie's helmet was never taken off, and only two swollen eyes could be seen. Just now she parked the car outside the 6 buildings, and there was still a long way to go. Zhongshan Hospital is almost ten kilometers away from Anshan New Village, if there is no traffic jam, it will take about twenty minutes to drive, and it is difficult to say if it is blocked. After her father fell ill, she often ran to the hospital, and then her father died, and the company moved to the area of international finance, and this piece went less. There is a pavilion with carved beams and paintings in the outpatient department of Zhongshan Hospital, which is abrupt and strange, but there may be some feng shui exquisiteness. Many buildings in Shanghai are covered with the shadow of urban legends, and it is normal to encounter some inexplicable things, and it is normal to look for high monks to see feng shui. However, the government will not admit it in public terms. It's just that her father left there, and this time Teacher Shi was also sent there, and apart from the coincidence, she always felt quite uneasy.
She stood at the door for a moment and heard her aunt calling: "It's like this... Talking nonsense at night, talking for days... After saying a few words, he covered his mouth and smiled, probably to a friend who knew each other well. Yu Zhihong thought to herself, auntie has been doing here for many years, and when she heard that there was an accident at her employer's house, her first reaction was not concern, but gossip. After the aunt finished calling, she asked, are you going to the hospital to see Teacher Shi? Can take my car. Auntie hesitated for a moment and said, I will have to go to the next house to cook later. Teacher Shi's family is here, so I won't join in the fun. Go to what to do, just know that they are in the hospital. Yu Zhihong said that it was also, just two steps out, the aunt stopped her again, or simply help me bring them food. She said that the two brothers estimated that they had not eaten yet. They themselves are completely unable to buy food. Yu Zhihong reached out and took the plastic bag, and glanced at it by the way, two vegetarian and one meat, and the amount was similar to the canteen.
As expected, halfway through the drive, the road was blocked. She was slightly agitated as she held the steering wheel, and the tempered glass wall of the building on the left-hand side reflected the golden glare of the sunset, and her vision was somewhat affected. It took half an hour to drive to Ta Po Road, but on Wednesday, the afternoon was closed. At that time, in order to take care of her father, she applied with the leader for a transfer, and after her father's death, she still rested according to the custom. Ten minutes on the highway did not move much, she could not help but trance for a while, until the back of the whistle reminder did not react.
She was ready to have nowhere to park, but when she drove to the garage, just a black Roewe with a Shanghai C license plate drove out, she quickly occupied a seat, and she couldn't help but be secretly happy. To get to the emergency room, she had to go around a long corridor, and halfway she pointed the way to a patient's family who was holding a quilt. When she got to the emergency room, a row of hanging plastics separated from the inside and outside, she gave Guo Nurse a phone call, and in less than half a minute, Guo Nurse came out, wearing a surgical mask, and her figure looked very tall among a bunch of patients. It's the season of high flu, and most of the serious cases are the elderly. Teacher Shi's bunk is in the innermost hallway, facing the toilet and boiling water room, behind which is fire fighting equipment, and there is an oxygen cylinder next to the bed. This environment is good or bad, although there is a peculiar smell and cold, but it is far away from other patients to avoid getting too sick. After only a few days of not seeing, Teacher Shi's fat seemed to have disappeared, and the blood spots had spread a lot.
Shi Fan sat on the bench and stood up when he saw her coming. The two brothers have been doing academics since they were young, and when she was a child, she heard that they were happy to study in the study hall, rarely went out, and Teacher Shi had any socializing, and did not take them out much. Therefore, although the relationship between the fathers and the generation is acceptable, their generation is very angry. The two are identical twins, looking almost identical, a bit like terracotta warriors, single eyelids, long faces, if not wearing different clothes, it is difficult for outsiders to distinguish. Father mentioned once, Teacher Shi's wife is Mongolian, graduated from Hunan Medical University, has been doing medical care, two sons surname one with their father, one with their mother. The teacher and mother are outgoing and fierce, Teacher Shi is introverted and stubborn, and the two get along with each other constantly contradictory. In 1979, Shi's mother ran away from home with the five-year-old Ji Li and rented near the hospital, while Teacher Shi and Shi Fan lived in Anshan and did not interact with each other. After four years, she was diagnosed with lymphoma and died not long after, and Ji Li returned to Teacher Shi. After that, Teacher Shi took his two sons, from life to study, all of them, and did not continue the string. The two were gifted in reading since childhood, and there was no obstacle to reading until they reached the doctorate. In his early thirties, Shi Fan issued several influential papers, talking about the cultural traditions of gods and ghosts from Confucianism, the angle is very new, the interpretation is also interesting, the academic evaluation is very high, he went to Harvard from Fudan to be an exchange scholar for two years, and then returned to China and taught in Tongji so far. Ji Li is also in his thirties and is already very famous among young scholars. But it was all a thing of the past, and now both of them are in their forties, and they have always been associate professors, with a monthly salary of five or six thousand, but they barely maintain food and clothing. It may be related to their lack of understanding of personnel affairs, except for academics, and they hardly pay attention to the outside world. Schools and positions are more complex than academics. In addition, the two are also very problematic in life, can not cook, clothes will be washed but lazy to wash, it is very common not to change for a few days, Teacher Shi will sometimes deliberately run to the two brothers' rental office to wash clothes. After the fall, Tang Qing called for help in the school crowd, some people said, is not unwilling to help, the father had an accident, the two sons went to see how many times? If the son cultivates like this, doesn't Teacher Shi himself have a little responsibility?
It's hard to hear, but no one stands up to refute it. You may feel that one is a family affair of others, and the other is also an open truth. Tang Qing was familiar with them, and when he called Zhihong, he mentioned that the last time he took a taxi with Shi Fan to the hospital, he didn't even look at the meter after getting off the car, and directly took a hundred to the driver. Tang Qing was anxious and asked why he had to give so much. Shi Fan said, afraid of the driver's hard work.
There is no concept of money at all, drivers work hard, what about themselves? What about Teacher Shi? Tang Qingdao. After Teacher Shi's accident, he has been dragging himself to the hospital, going to seven provinces and eight provinces, and he is not willing to use money, that is, he is afraid that once he leaves, the two brothers will have no one to take care of him. Today Shi Fan wore an earthy yellow jacket, Ji Li wore a blue-gray jacket, the style is much the same, like the construction worker's uniform, probably because both of them are very thin, the sleeves are long, hiding the hand, looking procrastinating. Pants are also similar, covered to the instep, polyester material, the color is a kind of cement ash that cannot be seen clean or not, washing or not washing does not make much difference, but it is very convenient. She asked: Have you eaten? Aunt Cao is worried that you have not eaten, so let me bring you a box lunch. Shi Fan took the box lunch, put it on a pile of plastic bags on the ground, and said, Eat. Guo nurse went to the fast food restaurant opposite to call. Guo Nurse interjected, thirty-five yuan a piece, just a few green vegetables, in Shanghai, even tomato scrambled eggs are counted as meat dishes. Yu Zhihong said, I will give you the money for the meal later. There is no hurry, Guo said. He pulled her aside, avoiding the doctors who were spinning around, and said that the hospital film had been taken and that there was multiple organ failure. Shi Fan They were also mentally prepared. Anyway, I still hope to survive the Spring Festival as much as possible. Now it is not a few days away from the New Year, even if it is, it is best to be a year later, otherwise it is not easy to do things.
Yu Zhihong listened with some dumbfounded. Guo Nurse said directly, it is also the truth, but it is one thing to understand, it is another thing to accept, it is already in the hospital, how to find a way.
Guo nurse has been in the hospital for a long time, this situation has been seen a lot, see her hesitate, said, anyway, you know the situation is good. The original plan was that I would return to Jingmen in April, so I should not need it. When Teacher Shi had just returned to Shanghai from Jingmen, he had to eat a large bowl of rice and two bowls of vegetables at a time. In these three days, I ate less and less, first reduced to half a bowl of rice, and later became a bowl of porridge. On the day I came to the hospital, I couldn't feed half a bowl of porridge for a day. Whether you can eat or not determines whether there is life or not.
Yu Zhihong said yes. Nurses were coming and going from bed to bed, and there were only two or three doctors in the emergency department, and some of them looked like they didn't have enough hands. A small nurse pushed the cart over, looked at the drops, and added another dose of glucose. The bruised purple spots on Teacher Shi's withered hands were two more pieces, the old ones were dark purple and nearly black, and she looked at them carefully and covered the quilt again. Teacher Shi couldn't see it at all, and asked, Is it Zhihong? She replied that it was me. Teacher Shi said, Ah, Zhihong, you are here. Good, good. Is there water? Shi Fan originally stood against the wall because of his speech, heard the cry, pulled out the kettle in the cloth bag, poured a bottle cap, probed the temperature, and sent it to his father's mouth.
Teacher Shi's voice was weaker, but it was still quite loud. When Shi Fan was feeding the water, Yu Zhihong saw a trace of redness flashing on Teacher Shi's face, surprised and heartbroken, and thought to himself, Isn't this just a return to the light? Before her father died, she had seen it on his face, and remembered that the original thin and yellow face suddenly became rosy and delicate, and in less than a second, the divine light was fleeting. Except for her, no one else noticed this scene, Shi Fan was pouring water with his head down, and Ji Li was standing on the side, some distance away from the three of them, looking like he was crying. Two beige Winnie's bear benches were placed on the ground, not knowing whether they were rented or bought temporarily, and Guo nurses sat and slowly picked up the big and small things. Seeing the lunch box, I asked Shi Fan, do you still eat? He shook his head, and Guo said, "Then I'll eat some more."
Tang Qing said before that when her son went to sleep, he would bring some chicken soup and rice over, Yu Zhihong thought she would be late, but he did not expect That Tang Qing would arrive in half an hour. She grew up in a privileged environment, had little experience in caring for patients, brought three or four bento boxes, chicken soup, sausages, rice filled with a thick layer of grease. Yu Zhihong couldn't look past it and said, Tang Qing, skim off some of the oil, otherwise Teacher Shi won't be able to eat it. Tang Qing went to the bathroom and skimmed, filled some soup rice with the lid of the thermos cup, and fed it spoon by spoon, saying: We Teacher Shi just fell down, usually the body is fine, there is no problem. As long as you rest well and the bones grow back, you can get up and do your studies.
The admission was mainly due to high fever caused by lung infections, which may be related to air conditioning and indoor dirt. After the emergency doctor used some anti-inflammatory drugs, the high fever was alleviated, and Teacher Shi also had an appetite. After all, he hadn't eaten much in two days, and Tang Qing fed it more slowly, so he opened his mouth and waited. Yu Zhihong suddenly remembered that there was a year of Qin Lao's birthday party, most of the guests were chatting, the meal was only a few spoons and put down, only Teacher Shi concentrated on eating to the end, she watched him eat a large plate of ribs, although he was eighty years old, but the teeth were as strong as old, and there was no problem in chewing crisp bones. In the past, in addition to talking about academics, he often wrote essays, mostly talking about eating, and the tone of his writing was somewhat like Wang Zengqi. Now seeing him eating and trying to survive, she had some unspeakable taste in her heart. Tang Qing's family is in Qingpu, and he still has to take his son in the morning, Yu Zhihong said, well, tomorrow morning I will deliver food.
She had a friend who was in the organic food business in the northeast and sent her a bag of selenium-rich rice for free, saying that it was good for her body. After going back, she soaked the rice, thought about whether to add some ginseng, and felt that it was not safe, or only made a simple rice porridge. While sitting at the dinner table to rest, she talked about the situation in the hospital in the group, and no one responded, probably thinking that the top priority was to arrange hospitalization. Tsai Wei said that she and the hospital director had some old friends, and asked if she could arrange special needs, but the president never replied. Tang Qing said that Shanghai's medical resources are in short supply, don't worry, wait and see. I don't know how many dignitaries and dignitaries are also waiting in line. At nine o'clock in the evening, the dean replied with two words, as far as possible. Tsai Wei sent the screenshot to the group, and everyone was a little frustrated. Tang Qing said whether to try to transfer to see if there are vacancies in other hospitals. Cai Wei said, saying that it was so, Teacher Shi was really difficult to toss now, if he was not sure of the news, could he not move or not move. Let's ask around first, in case we get on any line.
At eleven o'clock, the dean replied with a message, saying that the arrangements were made and that he would be transferred to the inpatient department before ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Everyone was relieved, Yu Zhihong said, just in time, tomorrow morning I will deliver food, I can help. But I'm afraid that I can't wait until ten o'clock, there will be a meeting at half past nine, I can go early, but I can't stay for a long time, it is best that someone can take over. Pan Said, then I will run. Luo De said, I came out after making breakfast, there should be some time.
Pan Xuan went to Shanghai to study for a doctorate, and had something to do with Teacher Shi's help. Shi Fan and his two rented a room alone, a few hundred meters away from Teacher Shi, Teacher Shi's room borrowed a room for him to live in, and Pan Huan would also help deal with some affairs of the father and son. Yu Zhihong only talked on the Internet, but he had never seen a real person, thinking that Pan Huan was also a volunteer, and only after listening to What Cai Wei said did he understand that there was such a relationship with the Shi family. At seven o'clock the next morning, she carried a stainless steel lunch box into the emergency department, and saw that Teacher Shi was awake, and Pan Huan had not yet arrived. Ji Li and Shi Fan estimated that they had not slept much for a night, sitting on the bench to pass the time, and it seemed that people were not too tired. Guo Nurse was not there, and when he asked, he said that he had gone to buy breakfast. Although he said that he wanted to bring food, Teacher Shi said that he wanted to eat small ravioli, and the other three agreed. Yu Zhihong said, is there a small wonton shop near here? Can Guo Nurse find it? Shi Fan said that he asked a nurse, yes, that is, to take a walk. Yu Zhihong said hello to Teacher Shi, although there has been no formal treatment, but Teacher Shi's face looks better than yesterday, and I don't know if it is my own delusion. Asked Teacher Shi if he wanted to drink some porridge first, Teacher Shi replied, don't drink it first. I want to wait for the small ravioli. She was amused by the old man's little stubbornness, and said, today I can be hospitalized, and Dean Cevito has arranged special needs, and the situation will get better day by day. Teacher Shi snorted and chewed twice in his mouth, as if he were holding the end of the tea leaves. Ji Li interjected, the important thing is to practice. He was afraid of pain now, he refused to practice, and if he followed us, he would be fine. Shi Fan and I had not seen a doctor for more than twenty years. Yu Zhihong said, what kung fu did you practice? So powerful. Ji Li Dao, martial arts and boxing. Originally, Shi Fan was going to chengdu to play next week, but he didn't expect to be hospitalized. Yu Zhihong thought to himself, Teacher Shi is a good Chinese medicine doctor, the two sons are good at martial arts, and they are also in the same vein, but when they hear that they want to play a game, they are still a little shocked, saying, How to play a game in this situation? Do you still want to go? Ji Li said that there were 80,000 yuan in cash for the victory of the game, and Shi Fan also wanted to try his luck. He and I don't have a high income, and I'm afraid that if we have to spend money, it will be difficult for a penny to overwhelm the hero. Yu Zhihong said, there is no need, Tang Qing should tell you about it, we have raised more than 300,000. Medical treatment can be spent from it. Shi Fan heard from the side and said, Thank you Miss Yu and Miss Tang, money I discussed with Ji Li, or you are responsible for management, we will not move a point, we must spend on my father, including giving him care and improving his residence in the future. In addition, after all, our father is ours, and we had better prepare some emergency funds. I heard that when I entered the hospital, I would spend money on the bottom. It's really hard to play now, but Ji Li and I still have to think of a way to do it. Miss Yu, you can either sit for a while, and you will have to wait a long time for the hospitalization procedure.
As he was speaking, Guo Nurse came in with a plastic lunch box, the mask was tucked under his chin, his mouth and nose were all exposed, and he said loudly, I fed Teacher Shi, you eat it first, come over too long, I'm afraid it's a lump. Yu Zhihong wanted to return the chair to Shi Fan, and Shi Fan waved his hand and said, Don't get up, I haven't taken a bath for several days, and your coat will be dirty. He stepped aside with his lunch box in the color of a dish and began to eat the small ravioli slowly. Yu Zhihong thought that the two brothers had not been polluted by human feelings, although they were slightly naïve, but their hearts were very good. If the person in the group really had contact with the two brothers that day, he would not have thought so. Listening to Tang Qing, after Teacher Shi wrestled, the two would come to visit every day, and they both came at the same time, and did not blame each other. In this way, Teacher Shi's education does not deviate in the general direction.
Pan Xuan also arrived. He was a small fat man with a low pier, about one meter sixty-five or so, carrying a black leather backpack, wearing a pair of black glasses, and wearing a black tweed coat, which was obviously tight, hooped on his body, and cut off one by one. However, even if you change into a set of sportswear, no one will mistake him for a student. He said he was in his early thirties, but he looked serious and old, his eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he didn't feel very happy every day. Pan Han has been in charge of Teacher Shi's affairs for a long time, and he is quite familiar with the Shi Fan brothers, but he should not like them very much, and has unceremoniously and publicly said that they are incompetent. After coming in, he asked Teacher Shi about his illness, called the two brothers to the side, and asked how the information was collected, he himself brought all the information needed by the school, including the X-ray film taken at that time, but Shi Fan they were in too much of a hurry and were not ready. Yu Zhihong saw that Shi Fan was a little afraid of Pan Hao, and when Pan Xi ordered the to-do items, Shi Fan only nodded frequently and never refuted. After eating the small wontons, Guo nurse went to throw the lunch box, Yu Zhihong looked at the time, nine o'clock, the company in Lujiazui, it took half an hour to drive in the past, there was a report at ten o'clock, there was still time to prepare, she said, then I will take a step first, do not wait for him, please help me and Guo nurse to say hello. Hard work Pan Zhao. Pan Xuan nodded and said, It's okay, I'll get this piece of hospitalization. Yu Zhihong said, I see that the quilt in the hospital is a little thin, if you can, you can buy a new bed. How much it costs, tell me it's enough, I'll give it to you. Pan Said, Okay. She patted Teacher Shi on the shoulder and hurriedly left the hospital.
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