That year, I was a young man who had just retired from the army, returned to my hometown, and began to integrate into ordinary life. My father, a platoon commander in the village, dedicated his life to this land and was deeply respected by the villagers. But the weather was unpredictable, and my father suddenly fell ill and needed a large amount of medical expenses.
I had just retired and I didn't have much money, but I couldn't just watch my father suffer. So, I raised money everywhere and finally scraped together a sum of money for the treatment. That day, I hurried home with the money, and there was only one thought in my heart, which was to hand over the money to my father as soon as possible.
However, just as I was about to step through the door, I saw a scene that shocked me - my father was standing in the courtyard with a painful face on his face, and in front of him, there was a stranger I did not know. I slowed down and hid to the sidelines, trying to see what the hell was going on.
I only heard the stranger say: "Platoon commander, your condition can't be delayed any longer, this is the last chance, you hurry up and take the money, and I will take you to the hospital." ”
The father said bitterly, "I have already told you, I really can't raise any money. ”
"Can't raise money? You're a platoon leader, and no one is willing to help you in the village all these years? There was a hint of sarcasm in the stranger's tone.
I hid in the corner, my fists clenching. I knew that my father must have been embarrassed to open up to the villagers, he was always so strong.
I took a deep breath, walked out, and handed the money to my father: "Dad, this is the cost of your treatment. ”
My father looked at me in surprise and relief, but there was no joy on his face. The stranger was stunned, he obviously didn't expect this to happen.
"Who are you?" The stranger asked me.
"I am his son." I replied.
"Where did you get your money from?" The stranger asked again.
"You don't care about that!" I glared at him.
The corner of the stranger's mouth hooked up a sneer: "I tell you, you gave this money for nothing, and your father's illness was not cured." ”
I was furious and rushed up to beat him, but my father stopped me: "Son, don't be impulsive. ”
"Dad, this person is clearly here to extort money!" I pointed to the stranger.
My father shook his head: "He's right, my illness is indeed incurable." ”
Hearing this, I was stunned. The father continued, "But I can't just give up, I'm going to use the money to try, even if it's the last glimmer of hope." ”
Looking at my father's resolute eyes, I knew that it was useless for me to say anything. That day, my father took the money I gave me and followed the stranger away. As for me, I can only pray silently, hoping that my father will return safely.
In the days that followed, I waited every day for news from my father. Until one day, my father finally came back, and although he was sick, his mental state was much better. He told me that the stranger was actually a famous doctor, and he used his medical skills to prolong my father's life for a few years.
I was full of emotion in my heart, it turned out that there are still many good people in this world. Although my father's condition has not completely improved, at least we still have time to cherish each other's moments. And those twists and turns of experience also let us understand the true meaning of life better.
As the days passed, my father's condition was stable, but his body was still weak. I quit my job in the city and returned to my hometown, just wanting to be by my father's side and do my son's filial piety. In the dead of night, I think of the stranger, the sneer on the corner of his mouth, and I can't help but have a trace of doubt in my heart.
That afternoon, the sun was just right, and I accompanied my father to bask in the sun. He suddenly mentioned the stranger and said, "Son, do you know? The doctor was actually a man with a story. ”
I looked at my father suspiciously: "What's his story?" ”
The father said slowly: "He was originally a doctor in a big hospital, but because he insisted on his own medical philosophy, he had a conflict with the hospital, so he left the hospital in a fit of anger and began to practice medicine everywhere. He said that he had seen too many families who were poor due to illness, so when he met someone who really needed help, he was willing to lend a helping hand regardless of pay. ”
I was stunned, it turned out that there was such a story behind that stranger. The misunderstanding of him in my heart instantly dissipated and was replaced by respect.
Soon after, the stranger came to our house again. This time, instead of that indifferent attitude, he chatted with his father about family life. I made a cup of tea for him, and he took the teacup and said with emotion: "Your father is a good man, he has paid too much for the village and the villagers in his life. I have practiced medicine for so many years, and I have rarely seen such a strong person. ”
I asked him, "How is my father?" ”
He was silent for a moment and said, "The condition is fairly stable, but I must tell you that the condition may deteriorate at any time. You and your father are to cherish this time. ”
I nodded, ready in my mind. I knew that no matter what happened in the future, I would be by my father's side and give him strength.
That night, I accompanied my father to look at the stars. He suddenly said: "Son, the proudest thing in my life is to have a son like you." When you grow up, you must be a useful person to society, you know? ”
I nodded vigorously with tears in my eyes: "Dad, I will." I will remember your words and be a good person for the rest of my life. ”
After that, I stayed with my father every day, telling him stories about my time in the army and those happy and unforgettable memories. And my father, who always listened with relish, laughed out loud from time to time.
Until one day, my father left this world in his sleep. I shook his cooling hand, tears welling up in my eyes. I know that my father has gone to another world, where there is no sickness, only peace.
After dealing with my father's funeral, I went back to the city. I took my father's teachings to heart and began to work hard to help those in need. In the dead of night, I think of my father and the days when I was with him. I know that my father's spirit in heaven will be proud of me. And I will continue to inherit his spirit and let this love be passed on forever.
When I got back to the city, I found a new job and joined the community volunteer team to participate in various causes. My father's teachings were like a beacon that illuminated my path. I found that I could only find peace of mind when I helped others.
One day, after a charity event, I met a familiar figure - the doctor who had helped my father. He was standing on the street, looking at the passers-by, as if looking for something.
I stepped forward, smiled, and said, "Doctor, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”
He turned his head and showed a surprised expression: "It's you, young man. Why are you here? ”
I briefly told him how I was doing. After hearing this, he nodded, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes: "If your father knows, he will be very pleased." ”
I asked him, "Doctor, are you still helping those who need help?" ”
He smiled: "Yes, this is my life's work. However, I am now doing more preventive work in the hope of reducing the pain at the source. ”
We found a café to sit down and talked a lot. He told me that he was working on a public welfare project to provide free medical assistance to villagers in poor areas. I was so impressed by his enthusiasm that I decided to join his team and work together on this project.
In the process of preparing for the project, I learned a lot and encountered a lot of difficulties. But when I think of my father and his determined eyes, I find the strength to overcome difficulties.
On the day the project was launched, we set up a temporary medical site in the village. Looking at the grateful eyes of the villagers, I knew it was all worth it. The doctor, who was my partner, looked at me and said, "You're doing a great job, your father will be proud of you." ”
I smiled and silently said to my father in my heart, "Dad, you see, I am becoming a useful person to society. ”
The project went very smoothly and we helped a lot of people. In the process, I have come to understand that the meaning of life is not only about survival, but also about how much warmth and hope we can bring to others.
One day, I met an old man at the medical center, and his eyes reminded me of my father. He was seriously ill, but he endured it and did not want to cause trouble to his family. I had a detailed examination for him and developed a treatment plan.
When he learned that it was all free, he couldn't hold back his tears: "Thank you, young man. What you are doing is really accumulating virtue and doing good. ”
I shook his hand and said affectionately, "This is what I should do." I want you to be strong, for your family, and for those who care about you. ”
That night, I sat alone at the door of the medical center, staring at the starry sky. A warm current welled up in my heart, and I knew that my father was in the sky, and he was also looking at me, proud of me. And I will continue to move forward and pass on this love and hope to more people.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the doctor and I have been carrying out medical assistance work in the village for half a year. During this time, we have helped many villagers to regain their confidence in life. And the friendship between me and the doctor grew deeper, and we became confidants who talked about everything.
One night, the doctor and I sat in the courtyard of the medical center, looking at the starry sky. I said with emotion: "Doctor, I am really grateful to you during this time, it is you who have allowed me to find the meaning of life. ”
The doctor smiled and said, "I also thank you, your enthusiasm and perseverance have allowed me to see the brilliance of humanity." Actually, I'm always looking for someone who can carry on my business, and I feel like you're that person. ”
I was stunned, I didn't expect the doctor to say that. He continued: "I know it's a heavy burden, but I believe you have the ability. Are you up for the challenge? ”
I was silent for a moment, excited and nervous. I knew that meant more responsibility on my part, but I also knew that this was who my father wanted me to be. I took a deep breath and said firmly, "I do." ”
The doctor patted me on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Okay, from today onwards, you will be my apprentice." I will pass on all my medical skills and experience to you. ”
From then on, I began a hard study life. The doctor was very serious and he always went out of his way to answer all kinds of questions. And I also did my best to study, and every day was very fulfilling.
However, just as I was immersed in the joy of learning, an unfortunate news came: the doctor suddenly fell ill. I hurried to the hospital and saw him lying on his bed, his face pale. I felt a sharp pain in my heart, and tears welled up in my eyes.
When the doctor saw me, he barely managed to squeeze out a smile: "Don't worry, I'm just tired, just take a break." ”
I took his hand and said firmly, "Doctor, you must get better, I still have a lot to learn from you." ”
The doctor smiled, then fell into a deep sleep. I sat on the edge of the bed and silently prayed for him.
A few days later, the doctor finally woke up. He was still very weak, but he insisted on continuing to teach me. I looked at his haggard face, and my heart was filled with gratitude and admiration.
With the help of the doctors, my medical skills have improved a lot. I studied harder, hoping to take over the burden of being a doctor as soon as possible and continue his career.
However, it was at this time that a new challenge arose in front of me. A sudden epidemic swept through the village, and the villagers fell ill one after another. I looked at their painful appearances, and my heart was full of anxiety.
The doctor, too, realized the severity of the outbreak and struggled to get out of bed, saying, "This is my last visit, and I'm going to help them." ”
I looked into the doctor's determined eyes and knew that he had made a decision. I took his hand and said, "Doctor, I'll go with you." ”
Under the leadership of doctors, we are on the front lines of the fight against the epidemic. We fought day and night to treat every patient as best we could. Although the process was very difficult, we never gave up.
After a period of hard work, the epidemic was finally brought under control. The villagers have recovered, and the village has returned to its former life. The doctor and I sat wearily at the medical point, looking at each other and smiling.
The doctor patted me on the shoulder and said, "You're doing a great job, you're already on your own." ”
I smiled, my heart full of emotion. I knew that I had inherited the mantle of a doctor and become who he wanted me to be. And all this is inseparable from the teachings of my father and the help of doctors.
I looked at the sky and silently said to my father in my heart, "Dad, you see, I have become a useful person to society. I will continue to work hard to make more people feel love and hope. ”
The doctor looked at me, smiled and said, "You're going to do better than me." ”
I nodded, confident in my heart. I know that as long as I keep my father's teachings in mind and inherit the spirit of doctors, I will definitely be able to become a real doctor and bring more warmth and hope to the world.