Chapter 37 Chemotherapy



Considering that Mr. Li was about to undergo chemotherapy, Gu Qingming brought some very light porridge and side dishes for three consecutive days.

Worried that the grandfather and grandson would be bored in the hospital, he brought a few games of checkers and Go with him, and from time to time he would walk with them downstairs and tell them some interesting stories about his business.

Li Xiujun was afraid that tinkering with antiques in the ward would cause her grandfather to worry, so she simply packed up the small items she had on her and sent them back home in the afternoon.

Stay by your side and take care of him peacefully.

As the day approached, Mr. Li initially had time to joke around with the old men and women, but later he started to sit on the bed and stare blankly for half an hour.

No matter who called out to him, he couldn't help but groan.

It was really worrying to watch, so Li Xiujun either had to find some fun to distract him, or comfort him by saying it was just a minor treatment and nothing serious would happen.

Even though the person was comforted, the anxiety and fear in his heart were piled up together again and had nowhere to be released.

She was not the type to like talking to others, and was afraid that her third uncle and grandfather would notice something was wrong, so she forced herself to stay cheerful every day.

Time flies.

About two hours after Mr. Li had breakfast, he was taken to the operating room by a nurse.

The doctor first checked his physical condition and, after checking for underlying diseases, mixed the medicine and saline, shook them well, and injected them into his body.

Li Xiujun couldn't sit still at all and kept pacing in the corridor.

Seeing her like this, Gu Qingming felt distressed: "It's okay, Uncle Li, good fortune will come to you. Besides, the purpose of chemotherapy is to build drug tolerance, don't worry too much."

She understood the logic, but after all, they were her most important relatives, so it was impossible for her to not worry at all.

It lasted about three hours. As soon as I saw the operating room door open, I rushed in.

"Doctor, how's the chemotherapy going? Is my grandpa okay?"

The doctor was stunned by the sudden strong shaking. It's not that he hasn't seen emotional family members before, but this is the first time that someone has reacted so strongly like this little girl.

"Sorry... I'm sorry." Li Xiujun realized that she had gone too far and let go of his hand embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was too nervous."

"It's okay. The chemotherapy was quite successful, but your grandfather is old, and his body tolerance may be reduced. It's normal for him to experience nausea, vomiting, and oral ulcers."

After giving instructions on relevant precautions and solutions, the doctor took the medical record and hurried to the next operation.

In order to cooperate with the examination, Mr. Li did not need to be injected with anesthesia and was directly pushed out by the nurse.

Looking at my granddaughter's crystal tears, they rolled down her face like pearls from a broken string.

His eyes also turned red: "Why are you crying? Grandpa still wants to see you go to college and find a good family to rely on. I won't die so easily before I see my great-grandson."

The old man's tone was as tough as ever, but Li Xiujun couldn't help it anymore.

He rushed over, choking with sobs: "Grandpa, you must keep your word and never lie to me."

Thinking that my grandfather had just finished chemotherapy and the doctor had advised him to eat a light diet high in protein and vitamins, I ran to the vegetable market while Aunt Shen was looking after him and bought a loach and some eggs.

After begging the chef for a long time, I finally got the opportunity to borrow the kitchen for half an hour.

After boiling the eggs, I made a pot of thick loach soup.

She was not really good at cooking. The only two times she cooked at home were one time when she burned a big hole in the iron pot and it was completely scrapped, and another time when she almost set the kitchen on fire.

Old Master Li didn't dare to say anything to her and was so worried that he almost pulled his beard out.

Although it is not good for cooking, the result is completely opposite when it comes to stewing soup.

The soup made by Li Xiujun can maximize the original flavor of the ingredients. With the addition of some simple ingredients, it is so delicious that people want to swallow their tongues.

The chef smelled the food and couldn't help but come over to ask for a bowl. He drank it and gave a thumbs up: "Little girl, you are a culinary student, right? Your skills are almost as good as those in other restaurants."

Li Xiujun just smiled and said nothing, taking it as a compliment to herself.

Fortunately, she cooked enough, and after the chef tasted it, he gave some to the old men and women he knew.

When we returned to the ward, there was just enough left for three people.

It was the first time that Gu Qingming tasted the food cooked by the little girl. Although it was just loach soup, he had the idea of ​​praising it no matter whether it tasted good or not before tasting it.

As soon as the tip of your tongue touches the thick white soup, the fresh fragrance of loach instantly fills your entire mouth.

The meat is cooked so tender that it almost melts in your mouth. With a light bite, the bones fall off naturally.

The most taboo thing when making soup is the fishy smell. While ensuring the original flavor of the raw materials, it is also necessary to have a refreshing feeling that is not easy to make people feel greasy.

Even though he had tasted several dishes cooked by famous chefs, he couldn't help but praise it: "It's really delicious. It would be even better if I have the chance to try Xiujun's dishes in the future."

Mr. Li and his granddaughter looked at each other and silently changed the subject.

"Qingming, when will that young man who used to come to the hospital with you come back? He's quite interesting. He even said that next time he comes, he'll bring me a rough stone to try."

I have handled quite a few antiques in my life, but they were basically finished products that had already been decorated. I have only heard of this kind of blind box opening format but have never seen it.

"I guess I won't be back for more than three months." Gu Qingming finished his soup and put away his bowl and chopsticks. "There's a lot going on over there. If Uncle Li is interested, I'll go get some and bring them over tomorrow."

Mr. Li smiled brightly and quickly called out to Li Xiujun, "Okay, okay, why are you still standing here? Come on and help clean up. It's unreasonable to let a guest do it."

"By the way, can you bring Xiujun with you to pick? This girl is always hanging around in front of me, and it makes me tired just looking at her."

His original intention was that his granddaughter, who had been staying in the hospital for several days in a row, could get a chance to relax, which would be better than accompanying him in the ward and smelling the disinfectant.

Gu Qingming naturally did not refuse.

The two of them filled the water at the outdoor faucet, washed the dishes, and then went out together.

Gambling on stones is more about luck than collecting antiques. At least the latter can be learned, and the authenticity and age can be identified by the texture and pattern.

It's not that there aren't any rough stones that haven't been cut, but if they were truly rare, they would have already been bought at a high price. Even if they were semi-finished, there was no guarantee that only the surface would remain after the next cut.

The vast majority of stone gambling experts prefer to choose whole pieces of raw stones, at least the price is acceptable to most people.

However, it is not ruled out that there are people who bought a stone with a large sum of money, but ended up losing both the money and the stone. People with poor psychological quality would be so angry that they would hit the wall or jump off the building and die on the spot.

The saying "one knife makes you poor, one knife makes you rich, and one knife makes you covered with sackcloth" is just like this.

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