The caregiver stood at the foot of the bed, looking at her with a blank expression.
His eyes were full of blank expressions, as if he didn't understand what she was saying.
Xu Xiuzhen eagerly pointed to the plastic bag that the caregiver was carrying.
The caregiver suddenly realized, "Oh! So that's why you said I'm only arriving now."
The caregiver scratched his head and said apologetically, "I figured you didn't want to eat anyway, so I fed the other patients first before coming over."
Xu Xiuzhen took a deep breath in anger.
"That's strange." She didn't have the time or energy to say anything unnecessary to the caregiver.
At that moment, she didn't want anything but to fill her stomach as soon as possible.
The caregiver, who still couldn't understand what Xu Xiuzhen was saying, slowly pulled over a chair, slowly sat down, and then slowly opened the plastic bag to take out the porridge that had already gone cold.
Because the cafeteria closes early, she buys meals for several patients at once. Then she delivers the meals to the patients who can eat on their own, and slowly feeds the patients who need to be fed.
Thinking that the old lady wouldn't eat, she came over as a formality.
Anyway, she's not going to eat it, so what difference does it make if it's hot or cold?
She only needs to make a show of it, letting those around her see that she has fed the patient.
As before, the caregiver opened the lid, scooped it out with a spoon, and brought it over.
As a result, Xu Xiuzhen didn't even wait for the porridge to reach her mouth before propping herself up and eating the porridge from the spoon in one gulp.
However, the next second, she frowned.
"That's a wolfish word!" Xu Xiuzhen said with dissatisfaction.
The caregiver still looked at her with a puzzled and bewildered expression.
Xu Xiuzhen became anxious.
She can't eat cold porridge because it will hurt her stomach!
There has never been an exception over the years.
So, he turned his head and spat the porridge directly into the trash can next to the bed.
"Hey? Grandma, what... what are you doing?"
The caregivers couldn't wait and stuck their spoons into the porridge bowls.
“You little old lady, I... I really don’t have the ability to serve you. I’ll call your son tomorrow and have him come and serve you himself.”
After saying that, he threw the bowl of porridge into the trash can.
Xu Xiuzhen was completely dumbfounded.
Because it all happened so fast, so fast that she hadn't even had time to react before the dinner she had been looking forward to was gone.
She... just wanted the caregiver to take the porridge to her so she could heat it up; she didn't mean she didn't want to eat it!
Xu Xiuzhen looked at the caregiver, then at the porridge in the trash can... and burst into tears.
The caregiver was startled and hurriedly checked the IV catheter in Xu Xiuzhen's hand.
After confirming it wasn't a problem with the IV catheter, I quickly asked, "What's wrong? If you're feeling unwell, just tell me! You're crying like that, it's scary!"
Xu Xiuzhen, who was already on the verge of collapse, released all her grievances and sadness at this moment.
She looked at the caregiver, feeling both angry and aggrieved.
The startled caregiver immediately pressed the call button.
As Zhou Chunhua's cries grew louder and her expression became increasingly distraught, the caregiver, unable to wait for anyone to arrive, ran out to find doctors and nurses.
Soon, the doctor and nurses arrived, examining Zhou Chunhua with various instruments while asking her where she felt unwell.
Zhou Chunhua started talking non-stop about all her grievances, and saliva kept flowing from the corners of her mouth like a leaky faucet.
As a result, none of the doctors, nurses, or caregivers understood what they were saying.
"Oh dear, Auntie is crying like this, she must be missing her son! And her son is really something, leaving her here all alone without even coming to see her!"
"My aunt has been sulking all day. She won't eat anything anyone feeds her; she's just sulking with her family!" the daughter of the old woman in the next bed chimed in.
The doctor quickly changed the subject: "Auntie, are you missing your son?"
Xu Xiuzhen, who was crying her heart out, immediately nodded.
The doctor and nurse exchanged a glance, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then stop crying. We'll call your son right now and ask him to come to the hospital. Please stop crying, okay? Crying too much is bad for your health! You're already sick, you need to be happy. Being happy will help you recover faster."
After saying a few words of comfort, the doctor left the ward with the nurse.
Just then, the caregiver's phone rang.
"My patient over there needs to take his medicine. I'll go give him his medicine first and then come over."
After saying that, the caregiver turned around and left without waiting for her consent.
Looking at the empty bedside, Xu Xiuzhen felt so wronged that she wanted to jump off the building.
Perhaps she was exhausted from crying, and she fell asleep without realizing it.
When she woke up, it was already past 2 a.m.
She was woken up by starvation.
Looking at the curtain drawn on the bed next to hers and listening to the heavy snoring, Xu Xiuzhen took out her phone to call Liao Nanxing.
However, when she pressed the button several times and the phone screen remained black, she realized that the phone had not been charged for a day and had turned off at some point.
Xu Xiuzhen broke down again.
Tears welled up uncontrollably.
The feeling of helplessness was driving her almost crazy.
Putting her phone aside, she tried to get up on her own.
However, half of his body remained the same as when he was admitted to the hospital, with absolutely no sensation.
After several unsuccessful attempts, Xu Xiuzhen's stomach once again emitted a mournful rumbling sound as her intestines rapidly writhed.
Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the trash can beside the bed.
The half-bowl of porridge inside gave her a terrible idea.
The next second, she turned her head away.
I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself and reach out to pick up the bowl of porridge.
However, when her stomach started complaining again, Xu Xiuzhen finally gave in.
He moved his body to the side of the bed and quickly reached for the trash can.
Grasping the edge of the disposable bowl, I used all my strength to finally lift the half-bowl of porridge.
She glanced at the curtains of the bed next to hers to make sure no one was there, then closed her eyes and gulped it down.
Although her body still resisted, she kept convincing herself that during those years of natural disasters, she had eaten everything except dead people and excrement.
As long as I can live... "yue~"
Although...but...how could she have played such a good hand so badly?
What is the point of her exhausting efforts, spending her entire life on her son?
If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have been better off treating Zhou Chunhua like my own daughter.
So, Xu Xiuzhen, filled with regret, slowly finished the half-bowl of porridge.
Looking at the ceiling, Xu Xiuzhen closed her eyes unwillingly.
She will get better, and she must get better!
I've worked so hard my whole life, I can't just leave this world feeling miserable after only a few good days!
Since she couldn't rely on her son, she needed to find a daughter-in-law she could.
Just like... Zhou Chunhua.
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