Fengcheng old events

Chapter 131 Survived
Zhang Qingzhi helped Liu Guixin back to the ward, and waited for her to lie down.

The old lady in the next bed asked softly, "Where's the child? What happened?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "I just had an operation, it's fine, I should be fine."

The old lady asked: "What's wrong? Did you tell me?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "The pylorus is blocked, and the stomach and intestines are blocked."

The old lady clicked her lips: "Oh, why did you get into this problem. Is it fixed? You have suffered, this child."

Zhang Qingzhi nodded, tucked the corner of the quilt for Liu Guixin, and sighed.

People in this era have no concept of medical expenses. Welfare is borne by the factory and the state. Instead, they attach great importance to personal feelings. The first reaction to any disease is to suffer, not how much it costs.

Employees do not spend money, and immediate family members theoretically pay half the price. In fact, most of the children, such as children, are also paid by the factory.Besides, medical expenses in this era are cheap, and the idea of ​​hospitals is to save lives, not to make money.

Now we are learning from Lao Maozi and engaging in a welfare society.

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The weather is getting better by the day, finally starting to warm up, and the snow on the streets is starting to melt.

Although the whole world is getting wet, people are in a good mood, the snow has melted, and spring is not far away.

Spring is cold.Spring in Northeast China is the coldest season of the year. Although the temperature is rising, the melting snow absorbs a lot of heat in the air, making the human body feel colder.

The so-called spring cover and autumn freeze, the cold in spring penetrates into the bones, which is especially harmful to the body, so it needs to be covered thicker.

Fast forward to mid-April.

The little guy is doing well, the doctor said he is recovering well and the operation was a success.

Because it was a stomach operation, the child could not eat, and could only live by dripping nutrients. He lost weight obviously, and the little flesh on his small face disappeared. His weight dropped to more than five catties, and he looked like a small skeleton.

But in the end he survived.

Liu Guixin also saw a smile on his face again.Sitting in this confinement period, she was physically and mentally haggard, and because of the continuous rain, her shoulders began to ache faintly.

April NO.16, Zhang Qingzhi went back to work in the factory, and Liu Guixin stayed in the hospital alone to take care of the children.

At the end of April, Liaodong began to really enter spring. The sun was warm on the body, and the wind was no longer so cold. Most people had already taken off their cotton jackets and trousers and put on sweaters and wool trousers, which looked a lot lighter.

Men and women can already be distinguished from a distance on the street.

The trees have turned green, with faint buds out, and there is no shadow of snow in the city.This time is also the ugliest time in the city, without the snow cover, everything is exposed.

The grass has not yet grown, and it is withered everywhere. The garbage buried in the snow is scattered everywhere with the wind, and many places are muddy.

Children are the happiest, and the environment has no personal influence on them, and they start running out in groups to have fun.

The slogans on the walls in various places in the city began to be renovated once a year, the large characters standing on the roofs of the buildings also needed to be repainted, and the red flags that had survived the winter and were visibly worn out also needed to be replaced.

The busiest thing at the moment is the artists of each unit. The slogans need to be rewritten, and the tall billboards need to be repainted, so there can be no mistakes.

Liu Guixin would hug the child when he was fine, basking in the sun by the window of the ward, watching the people downstairs writing and drawing on simple shelves and planting red flags, the loudspeaker broadcast became more cheerful, and more people played song.

For more than half a month, her milk had completely dried up and was cut off. Even if this child who had only been breastfed for a few days survived, she would never be able to drink her mother's milk again.

In this era, no matter how willing the adults are, the poor material structure is doomed to be unable to supplement the nutrition children need to grow up.

Liu Guixin scooped three spoonfuls of milk powder into a small bowl, boiled it with boiling water, stirred it, and it felt a little thick, so he added some boiling water.

The child can already eat something, but no matter how hard she tries, the milk is gone.

I bought a bag of milk powder from the hospital, one yuan and thirty cents, and the gold star milk powder, and the bright ones are a little more expensive, Liu Guixin was reluctant.Dr. Zuo told me several things that could replace breast milk: malted milk, condensed milk, milk powder, milk.

I couldn’t order milk in the hospital. Malted milk and condensed milk were too expensive to buy, or I couldn’t afford to buy it, so I chose milk powder in the end.

In this era, there is no packaged fresh milk, and fresh milk is ordered from the nearest dairy farm.

It is packed in glass bottles, a dime a bottle, and there will be a special milkman riding a tricycle to deliver it around every day.People only need to put the finished bottle in the milk box outside the door every day, and the milkman will take away the old bottle and put it in a new bottle filled with fresh milk.

There is no need to scrub, and the dairy farm will carry out uniform detoxification and cleaning before filling.

The milk box has no cover and cannot be locked, so don't worry, no one will steal it.This is an era of simplicity that makes future generations unbelievable.

Malted milk extract and condensed milk have been around for a long time, and they are all produced by the Shanghai Coffee Factory on the market in Liaodong.

In this era, products made in Shanghai represent the best.

These two items belong to the luxury goods of this era, and the 'high' prices are not affordable by ordinary people's homes at this time, and they are usually used as gifts during the New Year's Eve.And not every family can afford to give it away, let alone every family is willing to give it away.

The milk powder in this era is all full-fat powder, people are short of oil and fat.

The country’s classification of milk powder began in the late 70s, and succeeded in the early 80s. In 73, HLJ Dairy developed it. In [-], it was the same full-fat product on the market.

Zuo Yidao told Liu Guixin that the milk powder should not be made too thick, as the baby will not be able to absorb it, so try to dilute it as much as possible.

Liu Guixin also bought some biscuits and soaked them in hot water to feed the children, thinking that these are flour products, so they should be hungrier than milk powder.

If the biscuits of this era were left in later generations, no one would eat them without money, but at this time, they were high-end items, and they were reluctant to buy them for their children several times a year.Adults will not touch it at all, and they are reluctant.

I don’t have a feeding bottle either, so I just use a spoon to feed the baby slowly, watching him eat a little and worrying about whether he will vomit.The operation was really a success and I stopped vomiting.

When the child pulled out the rake for the first time, Liu Guixin cried happily.Even the big twisted centipede on the child's belly is much more pleasing to the eye.

The child's body was very weak, and the recovery was slow, and it was not until May that Zuo Yidao said to Liu Guixin with certainty: "Okay, it's all right, this child is also destined to die, just pay attention to feeding when he goes back. Feed as little as possible."

Liu Guixin hugged the child and bowed deeply to Zuo Yidao, tears welling up uncontrollably, choked up and unable to speak.

(End of this chapter)