Crush :原来我很爱你

Chapter 18 : Quickly things happened 1

She suddenly remembered an old-fashioned love philosophy: falling in love is simple and too difficult to get along with.
　　When she got off the plane, she went straight to the hospital. Father Sang is still in the intensive care unit with an oxygen tube in his nose.
　　Mother Sang said that while watching TV that day, Daddy Sang suddenly said that his brain hurts, and then he began to fall into a coma. When he was sent to the hospital, the doctor said it was a brainstem hemorrhage. If it weren't for timely rescue, there would be no hope at all.
　　It will take at least a week for Father Sang to pass the dangerous period, and now it seems that he is recovering well and is sober enough to speak. Sang's mother is a very capable person, and she manages it by herself, inside and out, in an orderly manner.
　　The doctor said: "Fortunately, it was delivered in time. Otherwise, it would be late a few minutes later."
　　"Will there be sequelae?" Sang Wuyan asked.
　　"If it is left brain or right brain hemorrhage, it may cause hemiplegia, but the patient has brainstem hemorrhage. At that time, breathing stopped, which is also the most serious case of cerebral hemorrhage, but it is also the luckiest. So far it seems that there is nothing. But maybe it will happen again. , There is no such good luck. When we met some patients who were old when they became ill, there were no people around, and they were often too late for delivery."
　　Sang Wuyan returned to the ward and looked at the sideburns of Father Sang while he was asleep, a little pale. She looks like her mother, her body is the same as her mother when she was young, small and energetic. But the hair was inherited from my father, and it was dark and dense. In the past, Dad put her on his shoulders and frolicked, and she would pull him out when she saw the gray hair. However, after going to high school and college, every time I go home, I will find that those white hairs are getting more and more, which can no longer be solved by plucking one or two.
　　Dad is always very loving, totally different from mother.
　　Dad used to be the backbone of the work unit. The work unit sent him to study abroad at public expense several times, but he declined, but he just couldn't bear this daughter and this family. When she was a child, she didn't know much, so she knew that she pulled her father by the corner of his clothes, wiped her tears and said: "Dad is not allowed to go, not allowed to go, not allowed to go."
　　"Yan, isn't there a mother there?" Father Sang said.
　　"I don't want my mother, I want my father. I want my father." Little Sang Wuyan cried.
　　"Okay, okay. Dad won't go."
　　Later, when he grew up, he began to take college entrance examinations and realized how rare this opportunity was for him.
　　It was late at night, and Mother Sang insisted that Sang Wuyan go home: "I'll come to watch the night."
　　"Mom, I'll guard, you go back and rest."
　　"Go go, what do you know as a child? Go home and sleep."
　　"Mom—I'm really not a child anymore. I can do what I can, and I will do this. This family has my share."
　　I thought Mama Sang would be annoyed by these words again, but her mother looked at her and asked quietly, "Your dad has to turn over once in two hours. Will you? The infusion should be infused until two or three o'clock in the evening, and every bag is fast. After losing, you have to call a nurse. Are you sure you can't doze off? Do you use the potty under the bed? Is it just a matter of words. Your only task is to see your dad and see that he is happy when he sees you. , Just have a thought. If you lie here and it's me, you don't have to come back, you can go wherever you like. People raise children to prevent old age, we all have pensions, so we don't need you to raise them, so I beg you to do it yourself. I can feed myself."
　　"Mom—" A mist formed in Sang Wuyan's eyes.
　　"I have no extra energy to be angry with you, nor do I want your dad to hear it in there. I told you good and bad things. If you say too much, you think we are hindering your life. Your dad was lying in the intensive care unit that day. The first thing when I get angry is to talk about you, I can't let you go. He complains that I shouldn't say those things that don't care about you. No matter what, he is going to die and still thinks about you, but what about you? Parents' love is so worthless, just Should it be right?" Mother Sang sighed.
　　Sang Wuyan was sitting in the taxi going home, feeling unbearable pain in her heart. She checked the time, it was past early morning. Su Nianqin hasn't called her to find her, maybe she's still stunned by her.
　　He is three years older than her, but when he loses his temper, he is more like a child than her.
　　Because it was late at night, there were not many vehicles on the Third Ring Road, and taxis drove a little faster. She looked at the street scene speeding past the car window, remembering that at the age of dreaming, she had imagined that the person she loved in the future was tall and handsome. You must love her, love her, pet her, tolerate everything about her, and never be angry with her. , As long as it is what she wants, even the moon will be taken off, so perfect that it is not like a mortal.
　　These guidelines were taught by Xu Qian, who was soaked in romance novels .
　　But what about reality?
　　The next day, Sang Wuyan went to the hospital early in the morning.
　　While Mother Sang was away, Father Sang took her hand: "Wuyan, yesterday, I heard what you and your mother said."
　　Sang Wuyan nodded unnaturally, and continued to peel the apple.
　　"Your mother, I don't know her yet? She's just a hard-spoken person. In fact, she has figured it out a long time ago. She also told me that life is yours, and her daughter always has to fly away when she grows up, so she can't impose the right way. It's also correct for you. In the future, if you get married, just bring your family back to see us occasionally."
　　"Don't do it?" Sang Wuyan said, "Why come back to see you occasionally, I want to bother you every day. You want to push me away."
　　Father Sang chuckled.
　　In those days or two, while guarding her mother and taking care of her father, Sang Wuyan slowly realized that people are also getting old. Whether it is a parent or anyone else, it will gradually get old without knowing it.
　　Thinking of this, she suddenly felt as if she had a burden on her shoulders.
　　Especially for their only children, who have been cared for by two generations since childhood, while soaking honey, suddenly found that the parents who helped them support the sky are already old.
　　When she walked to the garden of the hospital, she dialed Su Nianqin's phone, but there was no connection.
　　Called again at night, still busy. After thinking about contacting Yu Xiaolu, Sang Wuyan thought about it and gave up after turning to the number in the address book.
　　While eating dinner with Father Sang in the hospital, he suddenly received a call from City A.
　　Yu Xiaolu said anxiously: "Wuyan, come back, Nianqin's father is about to die. I'm afraid that Nianqin can't take it anymore."
　　"Xiao Lu, don't rush to speak slowly, what's the matter?"
　　"Mr. Su found out that he had liver cancer a month ago. He had been undergoing conservative treatment, but it suddenly worsened yesterday. I thought about him... I thought about him..." Yu Xiaolu, who has always been orderly and methodical, also began to choke.
　　Sang Wuyan suddenly stood up from her seat, so that she overturned her bowl, spilled the food inside, and chopsticks fell to the ground.
　　"What's up with him?"
　　"He was sitting outside the door of the ward, neither eating nor talking. He ignored anyone who said anything. The doctor gave him a tranquilizer, but we don't know how to deal with him tomorrow morning. So, Wuyan, can you come back? One time? I beg you."
Sang Wuyan hesitated.
　　Father Sang smiled: "If you have anything to go, I'll be fine."
　　"But, Dad, I don't want to leave you."
　　"Your dad asks you to go, you go. Anyway, you are getting in the way here." Mother Sang said.
　　"I...but..."
　　"Don't be but, just do what you want." Mother Sang continued, "You weren't such an awkward child before."
　　Father Sang said: "Your mother is a little bit fierce to you. Good things can be said like this."
　　She only shaved him in the morning, and father Sang's chin looked clean and energetic. He used to pierce her tender cheek with a beard and haw when he got home.
　　"Wuyan," Father Sang stopped her, "Be careful on the way."
　　Sang Wuyan glanced back. Father Sang smiled at her, wrinkles wrinkled because of the smile. No one knows, this look is a farewell.
　　Later, Sang Wuyan thought, if she hadn't left for Su Nianqin, the ending would be different.
　　(2)
　　Knowing that there were no flights, Sang Wuyan rushed to the high-speed station again. The sky was already dark at that time, and he just stopped the fastest bus bound for City A. The car has to travel on the highway for eleven hours and will not arrive until early the next morning.
　　The car is not a commercial car at a regular station. The air-conditioning is broken and the windows are not open at the high speed. There are still many people smoking, the car is sultry and smoky.
　　Sang Wuyan didn't care about these at all, just prayed in her heart, don't delay.
　　Thousands of miles away, Su Nianqin was lying on the hospital bed.
　　The face that hadn't been basking in the sun was even more bloodless. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if dreaming, his fingers gripped the white sheet tightly. The breathing was even, ups and downs, and the medicine made him sleep deeply.
　　The air conditioner in the ward was very hot, so Yu Xiaolu stepped forward to tuck the quilt for him. She thought: I hope Sang Wuyan can show up before he wakes up tomorrow, otherwise no one has a way to deal with him. Without eating, drinking and sleeping for two days, a healthy person can't stand it, and he looks like a chronic suicide.
　　Yu Xiaolu closed the door gently and returned to the special aseptic ward on the third floor.
　　From the transparent glass in the intensive care unit, she saw the Yu Weilan who could not leave Su Huaishan every step of the way. There is one more desperate here, Yu Xiaolu thought.
　　She knocked on the window.
　　Yu Weilan turned her head, Yu Xiaolu lifted the thermos and made a gesture to her.
　　Yu Weilan walked out of the ward.
　　"I made the porridge." Yu Xiaolu opened the lid and wanted her to eat a little bit.
　　"Xiao Lu, I don't want him to die."
　　"He is the benefactor of our Yu family, no one wants him to die."
　　"No. I thought about it before."
　　Yu Xiaolu was surprised: "Sister?"
　　"When Dad asked me to marry him."
　　"For me, you have been very wronged." Yu Xiaolu lowered her face.
　　"I once told you that I used to like a boy."
　　"I seem to remember."
　　"That kid is a few years younger than me. He was very helpless when he lost his mother at the time. I wanted to help him. So pity turned into a kind of faint love."