Yan Jingwan stood beside the bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for Aunt Feng.
Aunt Feng turned around to talk to Yan Jingwan, and when she looked up, she saw Yun Qiao and Feng Juan standing together at the door of the ward.
Seeing Yun Qiao, Aunt Feng smiled and waved at her: "Yun Qiao, when did you come from Shanghai?"
Yun Qiao forced a smile, walked to the bedside, and said, "Grandma, I came here yesterday. It was almost dark when I got home yesterday. By the time I packed my luggage, it was too late, so I didn't come to see you yesterday."
Aunt Feng waved her hand: "It's okay, I just have a minor illness. I feel bad enough for troubling your mother and your sister-in-law to come to the hospital to take care of you. You just came from Shanghai, so you should rest well at home. There's no need to come to the hospital."
"But you are sick, how can I not come?" Yun Qiao said.
"It's a minor illness. A few days of injections will cure it." Aunt Feng sighed. "I'm old, and my body isn't as useful anymore. In the past, I didn't even need to go to the hospital. I could just stay home for a few days and recover."
When Yun Qiao heard Aunt Feng say this, his heart suddenly tightened, worried that she might have guessed something.
She curled her lips and spoke in a relaxed tone, "I heard from my mother that you have pneumonia. Pneumonia can be mild or severe. Even young people can't handle it, let alone an elderly person like you. Listen to the doctor and stay in the hospital for a few more days. Don't be discharged until you're fully recovered."
Aunt Feng nodded and asked her softly, "Did you have a good time in Shanghai these days?"
Yun Qiao nodded. "It was a great time. The uncle and aunt of the Ye family were very kind to me. They took good care of me with delicious food and drinks every day. He Yi wanted to go to the island, so my uncle contacted the old school in Zhoushan and sent us there for a week."
Yun Qiao took Aunt Feng's hand and told her about his trip to Zhoushan, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"An island..." Aunt Feng heard this and a look of longing appeared on her old face: "I have never seen the sea in my life."
"Really?" Yun Qiao felt a lump in his throat and almost burst into tears.
She lowered her eyelids to hide the emotion in them, tried to smile, and said, "Then when you recover and are discharged from the hospital, Mom and I will take you to Jincheng to see the sea. Jincheng is not far away, and it only takes more than an hour by train."
Aunt Feng smiled and nodded: "Okay. Let an old woman like me see it too, so that my life won't be in vain."
At this time, Feng Juan opened the lunch box she brought from home and reminded her, "Aunt Feng, eat first and we'll chat later. Yun Qiao will be here all day today and we can chat anytime we want."
Aunt Feng nodded, sat up, and said, "Okay."
Yan Jingwan placed the dining board on the hospital bed and placed Feng Juan's lunch boxes in front of Aunt Feng one by one.
But Aunt Feng was already terminally ill and had no appetite. She only ate a few mouthfuls of egg custard before putting down her chopsticks.
Once a person can't eat, he will soon die.
Seeing this, Yun Qiao was filled with worry, but he pretended to be relaxed and coaxed Aunt Feng to eat some more. Aunt Feng couldn't bear to see Yun Qiao disappointed, so she endured the discomfort and tried her best to finish the egg custard.
After dinner, Feng Juan went out to wash the lunch boxes. Yan Jingwan had stayed by the bed all night and was exhausted. Now that Yunqiao and Feng Juan were there, she decided not to stay. She said goodbye to Yunqiao and Aunt Feng and left the hospital.
During this time, the nurse came in to give Aunt Feng an injection. Yun Qiao helped Aunt Feng adjust the infusion posture. When the nurse finished the injection and went out, she found an excuse to follow Aunt Feng and asked the nurse for some details of Aunt Feng's condition.
However, the nurse was only responsible for giving injections. She didn't know Aunt Feng's specific condition and just told her to go see a doctor.
Yun Qiao nodded to indicate that she understood, thanked her, and thought that when Feng Juan came, she would go to the doctor to ask about the situation.
Although there is little hope of curing advanced lung cancer, but...what if there is a chance?
Even if it can only make people live a few more years, it is good.
When Yun Qiao arrived at the ward, she saw Aunt Feng waving at her as soon as she entered the door.
"Yun Qiao, come here."
Yun Qiao was a little confused: "Grandma Feng, what's wrong?"
"Come here, I have something to ask you." Aunt Feng's expression was a little serious, and Yun Qiao had a bad feeling in his heart.
She hesitated in her heart and her steps became slow.
"Come quickly." Aunt Feng urged.
Yun Qiao chuckled twice, took three steps at a time, and slowly moved to the bedside. He asked softly, "Grandma, what do you want to ask me?"
Aunt Feng was receiving an IV drip with one hand. She held Yun Qiao's hand with the other hand that was not receiving the IV drip and asked Yun Qiao quietly, "Yun Qiao, what is wrong with me? Did your mother tell you?"
Yun Qiao's breath hitched, her heart clenched. She quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "My mother said you have pneumonia."
"Are you sure it's pneumonia?" Aunt Feng was skeptical. "It's just a minor case of pneumonia. I've been living here for over ten days, but I'm still not getting better despite injections and medication. Is it because the doctors here are not good enough?"
"Grandma, Xiehe Hospital is already the best hospital in Beijing," Yun Qiao explained. "It's just that your pneumonia is a more serious type, a fungal infection. This fungus is particularly difficult to treat, and ordinary antibiotics won't work against it. You need a very strong antibiotic. So don't worry, take your time with the treatment, and you'll be able to be discharged once you recover."
Aunt Feng was illiterate and had never been to school. She didn't understand a word Yun Qiao said about "fungus" and "antibiotics". She only understood that her pneumonia was indeed serious and could only be cured with good medicine.
She nodded, half-believing, but then she started to worry again: "My pneumonia is so severe, and I'm hospitalized for more than ten days. Will it cost a lot of money?"
Yun Qiao said, "Don't worry about the money. My family will take care of it."
Aunt Feng felt a little embarrassed. After all, her relationship with Feng Juan was not very close. Even though they had been friends for decades and Feng Juan had promised many times to take care of her in her old age, Aunt Feng could never feel confident about it.
She was filled with so much anxiety and trepidation that even though Yun Qiao repeatedly emphasized that she didn't need to worry about the money, she still said, "How can that be? I've saved some money over the years. The passbook is in the drawer of my room. When it's time for me to be discharged from the hospital, you can take the passbook to the bank and withdraw the money to pay for the hospital bill. It should be enough."
Yun Qiao said, "Grandma, since I call you grandma, you are my real grandma. We are a family. How can I not care about you when you are sick?"
"Besides, you've dedicated your entire life to our family. We're not the kind of heartless people who would let you run around the house when we need you, and then kick you out when we don't." Yun Qiao gently patted the back of Aunt Feng's hand and said with a smile, "So, grandma, just focus on recuperating. You don't need to worry about anything else."
People's sincerity can be felt.
Aunt Feng's eyes were red with emotion when she heard this, and she said several times: "Good boy."
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