Novel serialization // "Road" No. 3

A few days before the final exam, Jin Dongsheng felt weak and had no appetite, he didn't even bother to drink water, and gradually developed a low-grade fever, mixed with a dry cough. After barely finishing the exam, Jin Dongsheng found the school doctor under the leadership of the homeroom teacher, and the school doctor did not dare to draw conclusions, and hurriedly urged Jin Dongsheng to go to the county hospital to take a film for diagnosis. From the nervous expression of the school doctor, the head teacher saw the urgency of the situation, "Could it be that Jin Dongsheng is also tuberculosis?" and hurriedly took Jin Dongsheng to the county people's hospital.

After a series of processes of initial diagnosis, opening examination lists, taking films, and laboratory tests, Jin Dongsheng felt even more fatigued all over his body, and took advantage of the opportunity for the radiologist to wash the film, and he sat weakly on the bench in the corridor.

In about half an hour, the dried X-ray was hung on the reading light. Jin Dongsheng stood on tiptoe and stared at the doctor's face through the thick glass, "I must be able to see something!" Jin Dongsheng thought. But there was only the frame of the ribs on the black film, and he couldn't see anything at all, so Jin Dongsheng had to shift his eyes to the doctor's face, trying to find the answer in advance from the subtle changes in the doctor's face, but to no avail.

"If you can't see anything, the problem will definitely not be too big!" Jin Dongsheng thought, he thought that if the condition was serious, the doctor would first show a surprised or solemn expression.

"Take the film and go to the outpatient doctor!" the radiologist said to the homeroom teacher, turned around and sat down at the desk.

From the doctor's bland words, Jin Dongsheng was more sure of his conjecture, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly. "Teacher, it's okay!" Still, he couldn't trust his own judgment.

"Let's talk to an outpatient doctor. The homeroom teacher didn't say much, and walked forward by himself, Jin Dongsheng's heart hung again.

Jin Dongsheng took advantage of the time when the head teacher handed the examination report to the outpatient doctor, and glanced at it unintentionally, and his head was stunned all of a sudden. And it's cavitary tuberculosis!

"I have tuberculosis?" Jin Dongsheng tried to calm himself down, activated his brain cells again, and carefully recalled the situation before and after his illness, could it be that he was infected in the class?

Jin Dongsheng mechanically followed the head teacher to the outpatient clinic, which confirmed all his previous judgments. The doctor said that if the cavity in the lungs expands, sepsis will appear. What is sepsis? Jin Dongsheng didn't know, but this kind of disease was definitely going to kill people, and the serious demeanor of the old doctor in the outpatient clinic had already fully told him, so did he need to consult again? Jin Dongsheng was completely blindsided.

I often heard the old people of the Tank Gang Brigade say that Huang, tuberculosis, air bulging, and diaphragm were invited by the king of Hades, and the tuberculosis among them was tuberculosis. In the old society, this virulent infectious disease was extremely contagious, and the mortality and disability rates were extremely high, and even though the country made great efforts to prevent the occurrence of tuberculosis, it is still appalling. Many people in the brigade have already died of tuberculosis, how can Jin Dongsheng not be afraid?

"Teacher, could it be that there was a mistake in the diagnosis?" Jin Dongsheng asked weakly, he especially thought that the doctor had made a mistake in diagnosis, but he didn't dare to say it directly.

"No, why don't we go to the epidemic prevention station again?" After listening to Jin Dongsheng's words, the homeroom teacher was also unsure.

The epidemic prevention station is a special disease prevention and control institution, and the diagnosis of infectious diseases is quite professional, and after a detailed examination of Jin Dongsheng, the results are no different from those diagnosed by the county people's hospital, and Jin Dongsheng had no choice but to die.

But what to do next, Jin Dongsheng has no idea, the disease must be treated, at home or in the county hospital, Jin Dongsheng is not sure, the outpatient doctor of the county hospital said that the treatment time of this disease is long, as little as half a year or more than a year, and three months of streptomycin. Jin Dongsheng thought about it, if he bought medicine and went home for treatment, his brother Jin Dongliang could give him an injection, but when the school started, who would give him an injection? He didn't want to delay the class. But the homeroom teacher would never dare to let Jin Dongsheng go to class sick, once the school knew that this kind of infectious disease was known, even if Jin Dongsheng was a particularly good student and could win glory for the school in the future, once the infection would cause an outbreak in the school of more than 1,000 people, he, the homeroom teacher, could not afford that responsibility.

"What then? Hearing that the homeroom teacher asked him to suspend his studies, Jin Dongsheng's voice was full of crying.

"In the past three years of junior high school, my father Lao Jin Tou and my mother have won it with great difficulty, and suspending school means that we have to start from the second year of junior high school, and besides, it costs a lot of money to treat the disease, will my mother agree?" Jin Dongsheng already felt the seriousness of the matter.

"Teacher, I can't take a leave of absence, you don't know the situation at home. "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, but Jin Dongsheng's scripture can't be said, and it also means that the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and it is not difficult for him to tell the truth.

In the early eighties of the 20 th century, it was still an unattainable thing to go to the county seat or city hospital for treatment, and their economic conditions determined their own destiny, and also limited everyone's thinking. It's Jin Dongsheng's turn to do the same, the money level can't be passed, the old Jin Tou can only watch Qingshan braised bags of old cigarettes one after another, his brothers and sisters are helpless, and Jin Dongsheng's mother is chattering endlessly.

Jin Dongsheng lay on the kang and curled up in a ball, trying to block the interference signal outside......

Xiaofang, Mao Dan, Shuangwang...... Jin Dongsheng will never forget the desperate look in his eyes before he died, and it is human instinct to yearn for life, so why shouldn't he? But it costs money to cure a disease, and where does the money come from? Jin Dongsheng seems to have seen death beckoning to him.

Jin Dongsheng originally planned to receive treatment during the holidays, and at most take two months of sick leave to get streptomycin, so that he could not only cure the disease but not delay school. But after the Spring Festival, Jin Dongsheng's coughed up sputum was bloodshot, at first it was like hair, and within a few days, it became pus and blood where the bloody sputum converged. Jin Dongsheng was scared, his father Lao Jin Tou realized the seriousness of the matter, and Aunt Ji, the godmother, was even more anxious, "Why did this kid get this disease?" hurriedly moved his little feet and ran home, took out the egg money that had been accumulated for more than half a year from the crockpot, and hurriedly ran to Jin Dongsheng's house.

"Hurry up and see a doctor for my godson Dongsheng!" Aunt Ji didn't bother to explain to Lao Jin Tou and his daughter-in-law, and instructed Lao Jin to put his head on his livestock while handing over the money.

"He's godmother, it's cost you a lot of money!" Old Jin Tou took the midwife's odds and pieces of money and said embarrassedly.

"When will you still distinguish between yours and mine, as long as my godson Dongsheng can get better, what is this money!" Aunt Ji helped Lao Jin Tou put the halter saddle on the donkey, and carefully helped her godson to ride on the donkey.

Along the way, Jin Dongsheng was dizzy, and the mountains on both sides swept towards the back of his head, and he gradually felt the fear of death. Old Jin kept shouting, urging the donkey to walk a few steps quickly, in the past he went to the Kangzhuang Commune for a meeting, leisurely and complacently did not realize the distance of the road, this time, this time the road is so long?

Although it is about to hit six or nine heads in spring, but the wind ridge at an altitude of more than 1,500 meters above sea level is still chilly, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the main peak of Taihang Mountain, the wind is too strong in plain wind, and it is even more aggressive in winter, the pedestrians and mules and horses in the past have to take advantage of the hurricane that is suspended, and pass quickly, even the birds and birds have to avoid its edge. The land temple of the mountain god on the top of the wind ridge is not known when it was built, but it is very deity, and the nearby crop households and passing merchants will go to worship it, burn incense and pray for the blessing of peace and auspiciousness from the great god. Lao Jin Tou must go every time he passes by, and the people who come from the old society are very superstitious, and they feel that it is difficult not to worship but they are wishing. This time, he had to pray, whether his son's life was seeking medical treatment or God, as long as he could get better, he would rather kneel in front of the clay statue and kowtow hundreds of times.

It took another half of the incense burner time for Jin Dongsheng and the others to walk to the health center in Kangzhuang Town. Lao Jin Tou took a step forward to find Fan Qingzhong, a doctor from the Gangyuan Brigade in the health center.

Fan Qingzhong, who was following behind Lao Jin Tou, was wearing a white coat, with a stethoscope around his neck, and his face was solemn, seeing Jin Dongsheng riding on a donkey, he came to Jin Dongsheng a few steps first, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Fan Qingzhong's words were full of anxiety, and suddenly made Lao Jin Tou feel the affection of his neighbors.

The age difference between Fan Qingzhong and Lao Jin Tou is not big, but they still have to be honored as Uncle Lao Jin Tou. Still in the year when Fan Qingzhong had just graduated from school, the brigade planned to send a knowledgeable person to Kangzhuang Commune to learn medical skills, so that in the future, he would solve some minor illnesses and disasters for the people of the brigade. But according to the intricate interpersonal relationships of the Cylinder Brigade, Fan Qingzhong praised Lao Jin for being a brother, after all, they are all relatives who can't be beaten by eight poles.

Seeing Fan Qingzhong, Jin Dongsheng's eyes became foggy. To be able to see Fan Qingzhong, and to be treated by him personally, the tuberculosis contracted will definitely be cured, along the way, Jin Dongsheng doesn't know how many times he thought about it. Fan Qingzhong is only in his early forties, but he has become a famous local doctor, is the result of his efforts, but also his positive and enterprising brilliance, he was originally following the old gentleman to study medical books and sit in the hall to diagnose the pulse, and then after the careful training of the rural patrol medical team, after the integration of Chinese and Western medicine, he gradually became handy, and solved a lot of incurable diseases for the local people, and won everyone's admiration.

By the time Jin Dongsheng finished talking about his illness weakly, the meal Fan Qingzhong had cooked for them already on the table, "Let's eat some to pad my stomach first!" Fan Qingzhong signaled to the old Jin head, and Jin Dongsheng was told that he could only be hungry if he had to pass the machine inspection.

After a series of simple examinations such as fluoroscopy and blood tests, Fan Qingzhong further listened to Jin Dongsheng. When Lao Jin Tou helped his son unbutton his clothes and expose his skin, Fan Qingzhong was stunned, the skin on Jin Dongsheng's body was sallow and sallow, as if smeared with a layer of yellow paint, and he was so thin that his ribs were clearly exposed, "It seems that this little brother is not as simple as tuberculosis, and if he doesn't get it, he will have jaundice hepatitis!" These two highly contagious diseases, Fan Qingzhong didn't dare to be careless, and immediately put on a mask and carefully examined Jin Dongsheng.

Jin Dongsheng's percussion sound above the right lung mutated, and there were a large number of crackles on auscultation, which must have been co-inhabited, and after inquiry, he learned that Jin Dongsheng's urine was yellow, and the liver area was also tender, and it had been a period of time, so he knew it in his chest, and waited for the fluoroscopy and laboratory results to come out before making a conclusion.

The doctor in charge of fluoroscopy and laboratory tests sent the examination report, and Fan Qingzhong took a look at it and pondered: Jin Dongsheng's tuberculosis and jaundice hepatitis have been concluded, and his upper right lung already has a hollow with the thickness of his thumb, judging from the time, color and amount of coughing up blood, it should be regarded as an acute attack, according to the diagnosis and treatment guidelines for pulmonary tuberculosis, his pulmonary tuberculosis is estimated to be not difficult to treat. However, bilirubin in liver function tests has also risen sharply, and aminotransferases are also alarmingly high, suggesting that the liver is severely impaired, and a large number of hepatitis viruses are surprisingly eating liver cells. The severity of Jin Dongsheng's condition suddenly made Fan Qingzhong, who is known as a miracle doctor, also feel tricky, he has never treated such a serious illness with his own hands in more than 20 years of medical practice, and after thinking for a while, he spread out his hand and shrugged his shoulders to say that he could not do anything: "Uncle, you better take Dongsheng to the higher-level hospital to have a look!"

Lao Jin Tou's hope suddenly sank, could it be that his son's illness was very serious? Under normal circumstances, Fan Qingzhong would never pass the buck to the patient, needless to say that he was still a member of a large team, and it was Lao Jin Tou who personally came to beg him.

"The patients he pushed out are not alive until they die!" Everyone in Kangzhuang Commune knows that the diseases diagnosed by Dr. Fan Qingzhong are not much wrong even in big hospitals. But in that era of inconvenient transportation and lack of economy, who could afford to go to a big hospital to see a doctor? Old Jin Tou suddenly wilted like a deflated ball.

The father who was talking and laughing suddenly fell silent, and his face was not ordinary ugly, and then looked at the equally solemn doctor Fan Qingzhong, Jin Dongsheng also understood that he had an incurable disease. "What should I do?" Jin Dongsheng's brain was running rapidly, "If it can be cured, Fan Qingzhong will definitely help, if it can't be cured, then where should he go?" Jin Dongsheng seemed to see death beckoning to him again. "No, I can't die like this, I still have to go to college, and I have to go out of the mountains!" Thinking of this, Jin Dongsheng didn't care about his weak body, and knelt in front of Dr. Fan Qingzhong.

Old Jin Tou also said again and again: "You can save the child!

Fan Qingzhong hurriedly helped Jin Dongsheng up, but his mind was thinking quickly: Treat it, he is not sure, if he does not treat it, seeing that Jin Dongsheng is about to become terminally ill, he is also in a dilemma. He knew the situation of Lao Jin Tou's family, there were originally many children, and it was difficult for him to support the family with only one full-time laborer, and he had to help his eldest son Jin Dongliang, a semi-laborer, to barely solve the problem of food and clothing. Jin Dong was born with such a serious illness, and the huge cost of treatment was beyond what ordinary families could afford, let alone a difficult household like Lao Jin Tou, although he served as the deputy branch secretary of the brigade, he only earned a few more jobs than others. Besides, Xiaofang, who was in the brother-in-law's family, also died of tuberculosis, and at that time, because he had no money, he didn't go to a big hospital to see a doctor, so he had to let Fan Qingzhong treat him, and finally got a chicken and a flying egg, and he often blamed himself.

Seeing Fan Qingzhong's resolute attitude, Lao Jin pleaded: "Old nephew, you don't have to look ahead and backward, even if it can't be cured, our family won't blame you, my son is still young!

Seeing Lao Jin sobbing up, Fan Qingzhong was also panicked, he had never seen Lao Jin Tou crying, even in the turbulent era, Lao Jin Tou was inevitably criticized for his work, but he was always a tough guy, insisting on the truth, he did not speak against his conscience, and he would never let the people of the Tank Brigade be impacted and implicated. But at this time, he shed tears, which is enough to show how much a father loves his children, and how much he hopes that his son can grow up healthily as a parent.

Jin Dongsheng, who is only 14 years old, is still a child, and he has not been treated by his mother since he was a child, and Fan Qingzhong has also heard that in order for his son to have a good future, Lao Jin Tou would rather eat and wear rags than provide for his son to go to school, how can it not be moved?

"But the medical expenses are not a small amount!" Fan Qingzhong also told the truth.

"I want to sell blood to see my son, you just have to rest assured!" Old Jin Tou found that Fan Qingzhong's thinking was a little loose, and hurriedly handed Fan Qingzhong the old cigarette pouch: "Old nephew, take a sip?"

Fan Qingzhong waved his hand and smiled innocently, and said, "No, that kind of smoke is strong, I can't come." ”

Lao Jin had no choice but to retract the cigarette bag and pot.

"Brother, when I get better, I can go up the mountain to skullcap and chaihu to repay the debt!" Jin Dongsheng echoed with a strong spirit.

Listening to Jin Dongsheng's words, Fan Qingzhong's eyes also moistened, what a pitiful! This is really a house leak that happened to be rainy, and the lame donkey was knocked with a stick on his leg.

"Uncle and Dongsheng both insist that I be treated, but how can these two diseases be treated at the same time?" Fan Qingzhong suddenly felt a great responsibility!