Chapter 447 Continue to stimulate him
Hu Shasha reached out and grabbed Yu Hui, trying to pull her away.
Yu Hui grabbed Gu Huai and refused to let go. "Let me go, Gu Huai, wake up!"
Hu Shasha pulled Yu Hui hard, "Comrade Yu, I know you're afraid of being a widow forever and want Comrade Gu to wake up soon, but you can't treat a patient like this. Please calm down."
"It's moving! It's moving! Comrade Gu's eyeballs are moving under his eyelids!" A young nurse said excitedly, pointing at Gu Huai on the bed.
Everyone was startled and looked into Gu Huai's eyes.
Yu Hui and Hu Shasha also stopped their actions and stared at Gu Huai's eyes intently.
I saw his eyeballs under his eyelids slide twice.
"I wasn't wrong, his hand did move just now, it did move!" Yu Hui was surprised and happy, with tears in her eyes.
Director Mo quickly re-examined Gu Huai. Although the results were the same as the first examination, he was responding now, which was a good sign. It also meant that his condition was improving and there was a possibility of him regaining consciousness.
Director Mo looked at Yu Hui and said, "Comrade Xiao Yu, you've come to the right place. It seems you are really important to Comrade Gu Huai. Your stimulation will help him recover and wake up."
"From now on, you have to continue to stimulate him."
Yu Hui nodded excitedly, then asked, "How is it exciting?"
Director Mo: "Just like you did just now, keep provoking him. Tell him that if he doesn't wake up, you'll have to take the baby and remarry. The more you hurt his heart, the better."
Yu Hui: “…”
Is this really appropriate?
Forget it, no matter whether it is appropriate or not, since Director Mo said so, even if there is only a one percent chance of stimulating Gu Huai to wake up, she will give it a try.
The next day, Yu Hui called home and said that Gu Huai was now responsive and the doctor said that the chances of him waking up were much greater.
The Gu family was very happy to hear the news. After so many days, there was finally some good news.
Because she couldn't get used to the food in the hospital cafeteria, Yu Hui simply borrowed the cafeteria's stove to cook one or two dishes for dinner and lunch.
That day, Yu Hui cooked braised pork in a clay pot. When the patients and their families who came to the cafeteria to eat smelled the aroma, they all wanted to order some.
They were very disappointed to learn that the food was not made and sold in the cafeteria, but was cooked by a patient's family member who borrowed the kitchen stove to eat.
After the braised pork was ready, Yu Hui gave some to the chefs in the kitchen, packed a box of rice, a box of braised pork, and a box of vegetables and went back to the ward to eat.
"Lady in front, please wait a moment."
As soon as she came out of the kitchen, someone called her from behind.
Yu Hui stopped and saw a man in his twenties, wearing a military uniform and holding two lunch boxes, trotting towards her.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
Cen Shaoyan walked up to her and said, "My grandfather is also hospitalized in this hospital. Because of his illness, he has a poor appetite and doesn't want to eat anything, so he wants to eat braised pork. But the braised pork in this hospital cafeteria is not very good. He also says that the taste is not the same as the one made at home or bought outside.
"I smell the delicious aroma of the braised pork you made, so I'd like to be shameless and ask you to give me a piece or two so that the old man can have a taste."
Yu Hui: “Sure.”
This person is quite filial.
"Really? Thank you so much." Cen Shaoyan looked grateful.
Yu Hui found an empty table, opened her lunch box and gave five yuan to the other person.
Seeing how generous she was, Cen Shaoyan thanked her several times.
"Grandpa, guess what delicious food I brought you?"
Cen Shaoyan pushed open the door of the ward and said to the old man sitting on the bed reading a newspaper.
The old man snorted, "The big pot food in this hospital cafeteria tastes bland. What good can it be?"
He had only been out of the ward for more than twenty minutes, so he couldn't have gone out to buy food at the state-owned restaurant.
Besides, the food in those state-owned restaurants is not that good.
Cen Shaoyan said: "This is not the big pot food in the hospital cafeteria, you will definitely like it."
Cen Shaoyan placed the two lunch boxes on the bedside table, opened the folding table and placed it on the bed.
"Watch this." Cen Shaoyan placed the lunch box on the folding table and took away the lid.
The five pieces of red-sauced braised pork on the white rice made Mr. Cen's eyes light up.
"Braised pork?"
Cen Shaoyan said proudly, "This isn't just any ordinary braised pork. This is something a soldier's family made themselves by borrowing the canteen's stove. I smelled it delicious, so I shamelessly asked them to give me a few pieces."
"But the doctor said, Grandpa, you can't eat too much greasy food. You can only eat two pieces of this braised pork. I'll eat three pieces first."
Cen Shaoyan picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat the braised pork. When he saw the female comrade spreading the braised pork, he became greedy.
"Here you go." Old Master Cen snatched the chopsticks from his grandson's hand and picked up the lunch box.
"This braised pork is all mine. Don't even think about eating my braised pork."
As Mr. Cen spoke, he picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth.
The feeling, which seemed familiar but not tasted for many years, startled him.
He closed his eyes and chewed, two tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes.
Cen Shaoyan was stunned. It was the first time in his life that he saw his grandfather cry.
My grandfather is an old revolutionary who has seen all kinds of storms. He taught them since childhood that men should shed blood but not tears. But today, they actually cried while eating braised pork.
"Grandpa, no matter how delicious this braised pork is, you won't cry over it, right?"
Old Master Cen swallowed the braised pork in his mouth and exhaled, "What do you know? This braised pork tastes like the braised pork your great-grandmother made."
He didn't cry because the braised pork was so delicious, but because of the taste of his hometown and his mother in the braised pork.
It reminded him of his hometown and his relatives who were long gone.
"When I started working as a GM, your great-grandmother made me some braised pork before I left. The taste was pretty much the same as this."
"But when we won and returned home, none of your great-grandmother and the others were there."
Old Master Cen raised his hand and wiped away his tears.
"Grandpa, don't be sad." Cen Shaoyan didn't know how to comfort his grandfather. This incident would always be a pain in his grandfather's heart.
"The person who made this braised pork must be from Shu, right? Only people from Shu can make it taste this way."
Cen Shaoyan nodded, "From my accent, it sounds like it."
…
In the ward, Yu Hui was sitting by the bed eating.
"The braised pork I made today is delicious. It melts in your mouth and is lean but not dry. Smell it."
Yu Hui picked up a piece of braised pork and brought it to Gu Huai's nose for him to smell.
"It's a pity that you don't have the good fortune to eat such delicious braised pork. You don't know that just now in the cafeteria, someone asked me to share a few pieces of braised pork with him."
"He was also a soldier, tall and handsome, with good-looking features. He was younger than you, probably only about twenty-five or twenty-six, and very filial. He asked me for the braised pork, which he was going to make for his grandfather."
"I think he's a really nice guy. He's a filial son, so he's not a bad person. His accent sounds like he's from Beijing, but I wonder if he's married?"
"If she's not married, she'd be a good candidate for remarriage. Do you think I should go and ask around?"
Yu Hui asked while biting her chopsticks and looking at Gu Huai.
Not only did Gu Huai's eyeballs move, but even his fingers moved.
Yu Hui controlled her excitement and said calmly, "You're moving your eyes and fingers to mean that you agree with me asking?"
"That's right. Good men are hard to find these days. If you meet the right one, you should take the initiative. If you miss it, you may miss it forever."
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