Confessions of a Salesman

Chapter 1308 Old Feng's Illness
I froze for a moment, then said with a smile: "Shouldn't I be nice to you? I'm so nice to everyone!"

The young master cut it and said, "Scumbag!"

I curled my lips and said, "I'm a scumbag to you?"

The young master covered his mouth and smiled, "I'll give you the guts, you don't dare!"

I feel that this topic is starting to be ambiguous. Du Shiyang just left, and now I can't stand another young man, so I immediately changed the subject and asked, "Is there any news about Ren Xiaoqi recently?"

The eldest son's face sank all of a sudden, and he said, "Okay, why ask him?"

I groaned and said, "Just curious!"

The youngest hummed and said, "I've been looking for me twice, but I didn't pay attention to him! He talked a lot of nonsense, and I didn't even bother to listen! I was deceived by lard back then, how could you say I fell in love with him? ?”

I pursed my lips and said, "Didn't you say that at the beginning? I remember I persuaded you, but you didn't listen! I won't let you get married, as if I wanted to harm you! Now you know that I'm doing it for you, okay?" ?”

The young master snorted coldly: "You men don't have a good thing!"

I was just about to refute, but her phone rang, she answered the phone, her face became very ugly, she hung up the phone, she said to me with embarrassment: "There is something that I have not told you, your master's condition, It's getting worse!"

I asked aloud, "How?"

The young master said slowly: "Didn't Sister Jing find someone to take care of you all the time before, but later she felt that this was not enough, so she automatically contacted me, and I arranged your master to be in our nursing home, which has complete facilities and many nursing staff. At the same time, a certain amount of drug treatment was given, thinking that his condition would be alleviated. Who knows, he didn’t want to live in, and he ran out by himself as soon as he woke up. Just now I received a call that he was hit by a car!”

I groaned and stood up abruptly, and the young master immediately comforted me: "Don't worry, we have already found the person, and he didn't suffer any injuries. They are all skin trauma. What I tell you is that if you want to Find a way to persuade him, let him be treated in a nursing home with peace of mind, this will help him recover as soon as possible!"

I breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "You said this disease can be cured!"

The young master looked at my expectant eyes, couldn't bear to let me down, nodded slightly and said: "In theory, there are still! But it's more difficult! One is that he is old and the drugs don't work well on him, and the other It’s because he doesn’t seem to be very cooperative. He doesn’t believe that he has a disease, and he always feels that someone is going to hurt him! Emotional control is crucial to his illness, so you have to find a way to stabilize his emotions, and at the same time give more advice He, let him accept his condition and cooperate with our treatment, so that we can prevent his condition from getting worse!"

I asked bleakly, "How serious will he be?"

The young master hesitated and said, "You will become confused, you won't remember what you have done, and you may not even know you anymore!"

When I knew that Lao Feng had this disease, I knew that his disease would only get worse, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, the young master enlightened me again: "Actually, you should have accepted this reality a long time ago. People will have such and such diseases when they get old, and we are the same. No one can resist birth, old age, sickness and death! I always listen to what Old Feng said. In other words, he has eaten enough and played enough in this life, and he has an apprentice who makes him proud, he is very content!"

It's okay if you don't comfort me, but when you comfort me, you feel even more sad, but you don't show it, you squeeze out a smile and say: "I understand! I'll go and see him!"

The youngest hummed and said, "I'll go with you, he's in the Zhongshan Sanatorium!"

The moment I saw Lao Feng, I couldn't control my sadness. He just sat on a bench, staring blankly into the distance, his back seemed so lonely,
I hate myself for not caring more about him. After knowing that he was sick, I just found someone to arrange to take care of him, but I ran away without a trace. This man who gave me almost everything, this straightforward man from northern Shaanxi, is The first teacher in my life is the mentor who has pointed out countless times in my life. When I experienced a low point in my life, he gave me unconditional help and support. Without him, I would not be where I am today. I have not had time to repay He, he is already old, the son wants to support but the relative is not here!

I quietly walked behind Lao Feng and put my hand on his shoulder lightly. Lao Feng was not surprised at all, but turned his head to look at me, and said normally: "A Fei, come here." It's gone!"

I was a little astonished, but I still asked very normally: "Master, are you still used to it here?"

Lao Feng smiled and said: "When people are old, it's the same everywhere. I was thinking just now, when people are old, their health is not good, and they hardly want to move, what else can they do? Probably Memories are left, no wonder people in the past said that once you start to recall the past, it proves that you are old! Just like a Mercedes-Benz train, at the front end of the road, people always expect to reach the end as soon as possible, there is no such thing It takes time to think about the places we have passed, and more to look forward to the scenery behind. When the halfway point is passed, it is the turning point of life. Most of them will look left and right. When we reach the finish line, there is only more scenery left in this section of the journey!"

I followed Lao Feng's words: "Most people can't see the scenery along the way. When they want to see it, they find that they have missed it! Looking back, it's been a hundred years, and the memories left for them are only Then a little bit!"

Old Feng hummed and said: "You are talking about people like me! In my memories, most of them are eating, drinking and having fun. The only thing I can remember is the years when I started a business with you! At that time, Lin We are still alive, how happy our life is! I really want to live it again! Even if it is sad, it is sad!"

I looked at Old Feng whose eyes were somewhat hollow, why didn't he look like a patient with Helmers syndrome at all?
Old Feng's empty eyes suddenly turned blank, then he looked at me, then turned back again, as if he regarded me as a stranger.

I sat beside him and asked him, "Are you used to it here? Or are you used to it at home?"

Old Feng looked at me blankly and asked, "Why are you asking this? Who are you?"

I replied patiently: "I am your apprentice Chen Fei!"

Lao Feng said my name silently: "Fade Chen, Fade Chen, sounds so familiar? Hey, where did we seem to meet?"

I hummed and said, "We've seen each other for more than ten years! We used to see each other every day, but now we rarely see each other!"

Old Feng said with an oh: "It seems to be! Who did you say you were?"

I replied again: "I am A Fei, your apprentice! I have known you since I went to work! You taught me everything I have learned!"

Old Feng groaned, and repeated: "I taught! I can still teach people? I can't even understand myself, but I can still teach people!"

I said sincerely: "You know how to teach, and you teach well!"

Old Feng looked at me suspiciously, and asked again: "Who are you here? I look familiar!"

I took the trouble to answer repeatedly, who am I, but he quickly forgot.

Until the young master came over and said: "It's useless for you! This will aggravate his condition, and repeated memory will not restore his memory! It's like your car is on fire, and you want to start it as soon as possible. Maybe you can do it once out of ten times, but the more you ignite, the more your spark plugs will wear out, and the less likely you will be able to ignite successfully!"

I hesitated and asked: "Then you said that the more I stimulate him, will it help him?"

The young master shook his head and said, "He's not a vegetable. You need to stimulate him! Just talk to him more, and communicate with him when he's awake. This will help him recover his memory!"

At this time, Lao Feng stood up and walked into the room by himself.

I hurriedly followed and saw him enter the room and began to pack my luggage. I asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?"

Old Feng replied naturally: "Of course I went home. What are you doing here if you don't go home after seeing your illness?"

I asked curiously: "You also know that you are treating illnesses?"

Old Feng looked at me disdainfully and said, "What else can you do if you don't see a doctor when you come to the hospital? Don't you come to see a doctor?"

I smiled wryly and said, "Yes, I came to see a doctor too! Then do you know where your home is? How do you go back?"

Old Feng was stunned for a moment, and then slowly replied: "I know! My home is..." But I couldn't say anything!

I didn't want to make him suffer so much, so I said, "I know where your home is, come with me!"

Old Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and continued to pack his small luggage.

The young master at the door stopped me and said, "You can't take him away, you can't take care of him alone!"

I didn't pay attention to what the elder said, but said: "I can take care of him, you give me the medicine he needs, and I will call you if there is anything!"

The young master was still worried and said: "Well, I will find a nurse to go back with you. If there is anything that needs to be done, you can just tell her to do it. I will find a nanny myself to eat and wash your clothes for you. I think It's impossible to waste all your time on Old Feng! After a while, persuade him to come back!"

I shook my head and said, "What a waste of time! I don't have anything more important to do now, taking care of him is my biggest priority!"

The young master quickly explained: "You know I didn't mean that. You have so many things to do and so many people to take care of. You don't know how long it will take for Lao Feng. How can you be like this for the rest of your life? Lao Feng is sick. But this is not his last time, he may live another 10 years, 20 years, can you keep doing this? You have to accept the reality!"

I was silent for a while, and said slowly: "You are right, I just want to make up for my mistakes to him!"

But the young master objected: "You have nothing wrong with him, everyone has their own life, or you think you don't take care of him enough, but everyone has the same life! He also has his own life! When someone cares about him, it is you who helped him, gave him motivation, and gave him vitality! These are all your care and care for him. Either you are by his side all the time, or you are the best for him. If, one day, I am like this, what I hope is that you can have your own life and make yourself better. I believe that Lao Feng thinks the same way! Instead of surrounding him and taking care of him, he just I'll think you're good to him!"

I hummed and said: "I understand what you mean, I know you are doing it for my own good, I am doing this just for peace of mind, don't worry, I will take care of him for a while, and then I will leave it to you, I just want to Thinking, there is still a turning point, maybe, when, he will regain consciousness all of a sudden! It's hard to say!"

The young master didn’t want to disappoint me, he hesitated to speak, and had better not help but say: “I think it’s better to give up this idea, according to research, 99% of Helmers’ disease patients in the world are incurable, and the 1% It's not a medical miracle, but a misdiagnosis! I don't want to hit you, but it's a fact, you have to accept it!"

I sighed, and then pulled Lao Feng into the car.

Lao Feng's house is full of dust, and there is no place to lay his feet. Looking at Lao Feng's bed, there is a worn-out sheet and no quilt. I frowned, and said to Lao Feng: "Why don't you go first?" Let's live in my house, find someone to clean up later, and let's come back to live in!"

Old Feng asked a little confused: "Is this my home?"

I replied with some disappointment: "Yes, this is your home! Have you forgotten?"

Old Feng let out a cry and said, "Is it my home? It's not like it!"

I took Lao Feng back to my home again. My parents were at home. Seeing me bring Lao Feng back, I was taken aback for a moment, then immediately took Lao Feng to salute, and entertained Lao Feng politely!
I said flatly: "Mom, you are welcome, Lao Feng will live here for a while!"

My mother said, "Welcome, welcome!" Then, after observing Lao Feng, I found that not only was he not as eloquent as before, but his eyes were dull.

He seemed to understand something, and asked me in a low voice, "Is he sick?"

Just as I was about to answer, my dad interrupted me and taught my mom a lesson: "Why do you ask so many questions?"

So I took the initiative to chat with Lao Feng, saying it was a chat, but in fact it was my dad who said, and Lao Feng was listening blankly.

After Lao Feng fell asleep, my dad said to me: "He has Alzheimer's disease?"

I said sadly: "Yes! I don't know what happened, but I got this disease all of a sudden!"

My dad asked the same question as me: "Is there no cure?"

I shook my head and said, "I can't help it! I just came back from the hospital and I've done everything I can. Let's treat it conservatively!"

My dad's expression darkened for a bit, as if he was sympathizing with Lao Feng, but he seemed to be afraid that he would have such an ending.

I hurriedly comforted him: "Everyone's situation is different. Old Feng, when he was young, he smoked and drank too much. He didn't take a good rest, and he didn't know how to take care of himself!"

(End of this chapter)