Fengcheng old events

Chapter 150 The Old Cat's Death
Perhaps because of hope, Liu Guixin was in a particularly good mood, and even ate a few extra mouthfuls of dinner.

The operation plan at the hospital was quickly finalized, and Zhang Qingzhi was notified.

At night, Liu Guixin fell asleep, and Zhang Qingzhi sat by the bed and couldn't fall asleep. The more he didn't think about it, the more bad things he thought about, and he became upset.

He persuaded Liu Guixin, but he was getting more and more afraid, more and more nervous, and he couldn't breathe.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but Liu Guixin was bothered by the smell of cigarettes, and he hadn't bought a cigarette for a long time.

Just like this, I faced Liu Guixin with a smile and suppressed anxiety. After a few days of depression, it was the day of the operation.

I didn't dare to tell Liu Guixin that it was an operation, but that he would observe for a period of time. When Liu Guixin went in, he thought it was an examination.

This kind of major inspection will come every few days, and I am used to it.

Zhang Qingzhi also entrusted the doctor to not take the initiative to talk to Liu Guixin about the operation. Anyway, he needed general anesthesia, and he knew afterwards that he had already done it.

Liu Guixin was pushed in, and Zhang Qingzhi waited at the door of the operating room in a panic.

His head and palms were full of sweat.

I couldn't calm down no matter what, my heart was beating like it was about to jump out, making a thumping sound.

When the doctor entered the operating room, he casually stuffed half a box of Chishuihe for him. He ran to the toilet and smoked two. His whole body was whirling, as if his body was going to fly, and he was not so irritable.

He washed his head and face with cold water, rinsed his mouth vigorously, and returned to the door of the operating room dripping wet.

The doctor estimated that the operation would take three hours.Life and death are announced in these three hours.

The longest time in the world is waiting.

Longer than waiting is waiting for the unknown.

There was basically no one walking around in the operating room, and the corridor was quiet, and I could hear my own breathing.Occasionally, the nurses who walked by also walked with a blank expression, which invisibly put more pressure on the waiting people.

Zhang Qingzhi didn't know how many times he looked at his watch, and each time he found it only took a few minutes, but it felt like several hours had passed.

He didn't know what he should do or prepare at the moment, the more he hoped for good, the more bad thoughts filled his mind.

No one can help him at this time, or share something, and the people in this world who can depend on each other are accepting the sentence inside.

Time passed slowly in the torment of Zhang Qingzhi.

One hour, two hours, four hours...

The moment the door of the operating room opened suddenly, Zhang Qingzhi almost jumped up.

"The operation went very smoothly, there was no unexpected situation, and the resection site was slightly, um, increased than expected. This may have a little impact on postoperative recovery, but it is not a big problem.

Because of the lung trauma, the patient may have symptoms such as hypoxia and dyspnea in the early stage. These are all normal. Don't do a lot of activities and don't make her angry. You can't cry and laugh, and keep your emotions stable.

After recovery, the patient is not suitable for physical labor, so try not to make her tired.

In addition, by the way, I also observed the lesion on the left lobe, and everything was about the same as estimated.The patient's body can no longer undergo major surgery in the short term, and it needs to be controlled by drugs, which requires your cooperation.

Don't worry, everything is normal, there is still great hope, our task is completed, and it is up to you. "

The doctor also looked tired, with sweat all over his forehead, he explained to Zhang Qingzhi and left.

After another ten minutes, Liu Guixin, who was in a coma and hanging on a bottle, was pushed out by the nurse.

Her face was pale due to blood loss, and she lay quietly under the quilt, her thin body trembling with the vibration of the wheels under the bed.

Together with the nurse, they carried Liu Guixin to the hospital bed and tucked her in the quilt. Zhang Qingzhi sat quietly by the bed, put his hand under the quilt and gently held Liu Guixin's hand, waiting for her to wake up.

Maybe soon, maybe, forever.

The people in the ward also felt Zhang Qingzhi's emotions, and consciously lowered their voices when talking and walking.

A family member who came to visit with a child hurriedly took the child and said goodbye.

Many times, as long as you are careful, you will find many heart-warming details around you.

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Zhang Jingyi sat on the kang and looked outside in a daze, holding the pipe and pot in his hand and forgot to smoke.

Zhang Xingjun took Zhang Xinglong to play in the yard outside.

Because Sa Huan had already been whipped twice by his always kind grandmother with a broom, Zhang Xingjun, who was always lively and mischievous, calmed down now.

"Guess what happened to grandma today?" Zhang Xingjun asked in a low voice.

Zhang Xinglong shook his head.

"It's useless to tell you anything." Zhang Xingjun complained: "Go to the backyard? Go catch bugs."

Zhang Xinglong still shook his head: "No, my grandma wants to beat someone."

Zhang Wanzhi also made Zhang Jingyi quarrel several times today, for no reason.But the old man didn't talk much at first, and he didn't say anything when he was arguing. He took his things and went out to work.I can't afford to hide.

Zhang Jingyi didn't care about it either, he walked around the room a few times anxiously and then sat on the edge of the kang, put the pipe in his mouth and smoked it, it had already been extinguished, and casually threw the pipe aside.

Looking around and thinking for a while, Zhang Jingyi went to the outer room and took an egg out of the basket, went to the cabinet and took the square mirror on the cabinet and put it flat, washed the small end of the egg down and put the egg on the mirror while muttering. Swipe in circles.

After muttering for a while, draw a few circles, let go and watch the eggs fall down.

Talk about it again.

Until the eggs stand upright on the mirror.

The old cat in the family didn't know what to do in the north kang, and jumped around. Zhang Jingyi scolded him a few times and didn't stop. He picked up the scissors beside the kang and threw it over: "I'll kill you, make a fuss."

The old cat screamed and jumped up, struggling to jump out of the rear window.It was led out with scissors stuck in its body.

The old lady patted her thigh, put the mirror away, put the eggs away, went to the hanging basket in the Westinghouse to rummage, found the yellow paper, came out and sat on the kang to fold it, muttering to herself as she folded it, and stopped after stacking it, and put the rest Put away the yellow paper below.

I searched around, took a match, took the folded yellow paper out of the west courtyard gate, walked to the bottom of the old walnut tree on the ridge, drew a circle on the ground with a stick, squatted down and lit the yellow paper with a match He muttered and said something until the yellow paper burned away.

As if a big event had been done, Zhang Jingyi let out a long breath, looked at the west ridge for a while, then turned around and slowly went back to the yard.

The old cat died.

Gone through the stomach with scissors, he died under the rear window.

Zhang Wanli pulled out the scissors and wiped them clean, buried the old cat without saying anything.

When eating in the evening, both Zhang Xingjun and Zhang Xinglong didn't dare to speak loudly, they honestly ate and washed their feet before making up the quilt and lying down.

Before going to bed, Zhang Jingyi said, "I've missed Liu Huaqi and burned some paper. The girl must have something to do."

(End of this chapter)