Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 353 Visiting Shi Tiesheng

Li Hongying was obviously disappointed, but she didn't say much and the four of them left.

Fang Minghua didn't lie to them, there was indeed something going on today.

The first thing is to send the revised draft of the third part of "The Ordinary World" to Lu Yao, who is recuperating in Xijing.

These days, the old-fashioned dot matrix printers use perforated printing paper, which prints out a long strip and has to be torn and bound.

Fang Minghua had already completed this process last night, so he put a thick stack of manuscripts into the yellow satchel he carried, then locked the door and went downstairs.

There was a post office near the No. 1 Cotton Spinning Factory. Fang Minghua sent it back in a package, and then went to do another thing.

Visit Shi Tiesheng.

Shi Tiiesheng got married in October last year, which seems to be earlier than historically.

At that time, Fang Minghua happened to be invited to join the Writers Association delegation to Xiangjiang, otherwise he would have rushed to Yanjing to attend their wedding.

"Really? Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

When Fang Minghua walked to the door, he saw Shi Tiiesheng sitting in a wheelchair, watching his wife making a face and the couple talking about something.

It was Chen Ximi's voice.

I heard that people with kidney disease should eat more fresh fruits. Nowadays, Yanjing is far less rich in commodities than later generations. Apples are considered relatively high-end fruits.

Shi Tiiesheng still lived in the courtyard near Yonghe Temple. Fang Minghua took the bus there and didn't forget to buy three kilograms of apples from the store.

Chen Ximi quickly washed her hands and said, "Editor Fang, sit down and I'll get you some tea."

The couple saw Fang Minghua standing at the door smiling and hurriedly greeted him.

"Tie Sheng, Teacher Chen!" Fang Minghua called.

Having said this, Fang Minghua took stock of his surroundings and said, "I'm living a pretty good life."

At this time, Chen Ximi came in with a cup of tea and said: "Editor Fang, don't leave at noon. Stay at my house for dinner. I'm going to make the fried noodles that we old Qin people like to eat. After all, they are Yanjing's fried noodles. As delicious as our noodles are! ”

The room is much neater than before. Although it is not large, it feels warm everywhere.

"Okay, Editor Fang, you talk to Tie Sheng, and I'll roll the dough." After saying that, Chen Ximi entered the low kitchen carrying the dough that was about to be mixed.

In the room, there was also laughter like silver bells.

Shi Tiesheng sighed and told Fang Minghua. Her younger sister, Shi Lan, has gone to college and is often away from home. Her father is also older, so now she relies entirely on Chen Ximi to take care of her.

When I came to Yanjing this time, of course I had to visit him.

"Minghua!"

Fang Minghua carried the fruit and walked into the courtyard facing the street. He walked through the low kitchen aisles on both sides. When he reached the depths of the courtyard, he could see the faded word "happiness" still stuck on the window glass.

"Yes. Being able to marry her is my lifelong blessing."

"Thank you." Fang Minghua said, put the apple on the table, and then said to Shi Tiesheng, "I was invited by the Lu Academy to give lectures in the academy for a few months. Today is Sunday, so I came over to see you."

Shi Tiesheng laughed after hearing this: "That's right, it all depends on Simi." A happy smile appeared on his face.

"Teacher Chen is very diligent." Fang Minghua said.

"Ximi teaches at Yonghegong Primary School not far from my home. In addition to teaching, she also has to cook, wash and take care of me after get off work every day." Shi Tiesheng's words were full of gratitude.

Fang Minghua also sighed in his heart that Chen Ximi was God's compensation for Shi Tiesheng's misfortunes in his life.

The two talked about their current situation again, and Shi Tiesheng suddenly asked: "Minghua, I saw a piece of news a few years ago that Lu Yao was seriously ill and was hospitalized. All your provincial leaders went to the hospital to see how he was doing now?" "Still?" Yes, the condition is basically under control." Fang Minghua briefly told Shi Tiiesheng about Lu Yao's condition.

Shi Tiesheng's heart was filled with sympathy.

Not only because he was also a patient, but his mother also died of liver cancer.

"Well, I met Lu Yao when I was working in Qinbei. He was a typical young man from northern Shaanxi, in his prime."

At that time, my legs were still good and I could run all over the mountains and fields. Now that I think about it, it is such a wonderful memory.

Fang Minghua also asked with concern: "How is your health?"

"It's still the same. You also know that my leg can't be cured, but it won't kill me either." Shi Tiesheng chuckled.

In fact, Fang Minghua was not asking about this, but about his kidney disease.

Shi Tiiesheng suffered from kidney disease in the early 3s, and later developed uremia. He relied on dialysis three times a week to maintain his life, which was very painful for Shi Tiiesheng himself.

But seeing Shi Tiiesheng like this, Fang Minghua couldn't ask any more questions, so he said: "In the future, when science develops, there may be artificial prostheses that can allow you to stand up. There are even brain-computer interfaces, which are implanted chips into the human brain. , an electronic signal transmitter is added to the spinal cord in your waist to wirelessly re-establish the connection between the brain and the body. The brain signals are converted into instructions through computer algorithms and implanted in the spine. The second device controls the muscles in the legs and feet, and you can walk!"

Fang Minghua spoke eloquently, and Shi Tiesheng was dumbfounded.

When he finished speaking, Shi Tiesheng laughed loudly: "Minghua, it's true that you have written science fiction novels, and what you said is almost true!"

It's not science fiction.

N years later, a talented man named Musk invested a lot of money in researching this technology. It is said that a Dutchman named Oscar Kam actually stood up and walked.

Of course, it is too early to say this now. The top priority is to prevent Shi Tiesheng's condition from developing into uremia. There is really nothing the gods can do about it.

If it's not convenient to ask Shi Tiesheng, just ask his wife.

When it was time to eat at noon, Chen Ximi served the fragrant oil noodles, and the taste was really strong.

After dinner, Fang Minghua left after chatting for a while, and Shi Tiesheng asked Chen Ximi to help see Fang Minghua off.

After leaving the courtyard, Fang Minghua stopped and asked Chen Ximi, "Teacher Chen, how is Tie Sheng's condition? I'm talking about kidney disease."

Chen Ximi, who originally had a smile on his face, turned a little worried: "Editor Fang, you are Tie Sheng's good friend, and we are fellow villagers. I won't hide some things from you. The doctor said Tie Sheng's kidney disease is more serious. , may develop into uremia in the future!”

It turned out that Shi Tiesheng's body was bent after sitting in a wheelchair for a long time. He also suffered from kidney disease and the toxins in his urine could not be excreted in time.

"Did you go to the hospital for treatment?" Fang Minghua asked.

"I saw it, but" Chen Ximi didn't say the next words.

But Fang Minghua already understood what she was going to say.

No money.

Yanjing has gathered the best medical resources in the country. How could Shi Tiesheng's kidney disease not be cured? At least it won't get worse.

But the problem is money.

Shi Tiiesheng is just a writer who relies on manuscript fees, and Chen Ximi is just an ordinary teacher. They can live on their salaries, but how can they afford the medical expenses?

He can't compare with Lu Yao. Lu Yao has long been famous in the literary world. More importantly, he is the vice chairman of the Provincial Writers Association. If he has status and status, the Writers Association will naturally find a way to deal with it.

Later, in the late 1990s, Shi Tiesheng became a prominent figure in the literary world. Didn’t the Yanjing Writers Association also pay for the medical expenses required for dialysis for uremic patients?
this is the truth.

Thinking of this, Fang Minghua didn't ask anything, just said: "Teacher Chen, can you show me Tie Sheng's test report?"

(End of this chapter)