Chapter 1213 Pass
The father and son looked over there together.
Fu Jingyou lowered his brows in worry.
Bai Chuan's eyelashes were wet. He also gave in and took out his small schoolbag and asked:
"I have a gift for my mother. If I can't go to see her, could you help me get it to her?"
The chubby little buns are so cute and adorable.
The little look with tears in the corners of his eyes makes one's motherly love overflow and goes straight into the heart.
The nurse nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"dad!"
Baichuan couldn't open the zipper with one hand, so he quickly called his father.
After his father helped him open the schoolbag, Bai Chuan tilted his head and took out a few pieces of paper:
"This is a painting my brother, sister, and I drew. Mine is the most beautiful! My mom will know it as soon as she sees it!"
The clumsy little guy didn't quite understand the concept of keeping things intact, and several sheets of drawing paper were wrinkled.
When the nurse took it, she unfolded it and took a look.
There are several paintings, but only one can be said to be beautiful.
Looking at the colors and the content, you can't tell that it was drawn by the cute little guy in front of you.
On the contrary...
The figure's arms are abstracted to resemble a gibbon, which is quite suitable for the little guy's age.
I have to say, the truth about the little nurse was revealed.
But that’s not the point.
After the nurse left, Fu Jingyou opened the car door, picked up his son and got in the car.
I was thinking just now that this silly boy wouldn't be so easy to talk to, but he was willing to listen to whatever the nurse said.
As expected, as soon as he sat down and closed the car door, the kid nestled in his arms and started sobbing softly:
"Dad, I miss Mom so much..."
Baichuan was like a little monkey, clinging to his father and hiding his little face, refusing to show it.
Although children are ignorant, what they say can always touch people's hearts.
Fu Jingyou sighed slightly, and gently stroked the child's back with his big hand:
"Dad misses Mom too, but right now we have to listen to the doctor and let Mom rest. When Mom gets better, she can come see us, okay?"
"Will Mom die?"
"Nonsense."
Baichuan raised his tearful and red little face. He was not annoyed when his father slapped his head. He just looked at his father with pitiful and innocent scrutiny.
Fu Jingyou was silent for two seconds with his Adam's apple rolling. He leaned over, put the boy in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and said:
"I'm going home. I'll come back tomorrow."
"Um!"
Bai Chuan nodded with a nasal tone, and finally shouted:
"Dad, I'm coming tomorrow!"
"Okay, I'll bring you along."
Fu Jingyou calmed the child down, then stayed in the yard for a long time, looking towards the fourth-floor window, before driving away.
Just as they were coming over, a brief incident occurred on the fourth floor that caused people to be briefly confused.
When Lu Miao was in the detention center, he did not receive any medical assistance.
After she left the detention center, they were concerned that if she was really infected with tuberculosis, the subsequent spread of the disease would become a very difficult problem.
Therefore, the other party was firm in their attitude and firmly rejected the Chinese side's request to stay for treatment.
Lu Miao had to wait until he returned to China to receive treatment.
She was in poor health and was put on oxygen almost as soon as she was taken to the hospital.
Compared with the harsh living conditions in the detention center, the drowsiness that began after returning home became a rare opportunity for her to let down her guard and rest peacefully.
With sufficient rest and energy replenishment, her condition gradually improved a lot.
However, when the doctor took a saliva sample in the morning, he saw that her condition had stabilized and waved his hand to remove the oxygen device.
But she didn't expect that the moment she turned around, her condition took a turn for the worse again.
The shortness of breath caused by low blood oxygen passively increases lung pressure and induces coughing.
A small move can affect the entire body. Although Lu Miao was almost unconscious, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
The ward was in a state of chaos, with doctors and nurses all working on the task.
Regulating oxygen equipmentRegulating oxygen equipment.
Push-in injection of medicine.
When the father and son left downstairs, the situation at the mother's side upstairs was barely stabilized, and the bloodstains were cleaned up by someone.
Wearing oxygen equipment for a long time can cause adverse reactions, but in Lu Miao's case, he has no choice but to wear it.
The doctors discussed and made a decision. In addition to Yu Hong, four more young nurses were assigned to the ward to keep an eye on Lu Miao and the situation on the monitor all day long.
Take off the device briefly when your blood oxygen level rises.
Once the blood oxygen level drops, people nearby must immediately help put it on.
The others don’t matter whether they are doctors from our hospital or temporarily transferred from other places.
When making shift schedules, we need to ensure that the attending physician visits the ward every half hour to personally inspect and confirm the situation.
At the same time, everyone was anxiously waiting for the test results of "sputum culture".
Before the results came out and he was allowed to go upstairs to visit, although Fu Jingyou told his children to come back the next day, he felt uneasy and had to run to the hospital many times a day.
Sometimes I would remember something and go to give something to Lu Miao.
Sometimes I couldn’t sleep all night long, and I felt so drowsy that I had no motivation to do anything and couldn’t stay in the factory.
Even if he couldn't see anyone, as long as he could see the lighted window near the hospital, he would feel at ease.
By the time we finally got the pass and were notified that we could meet, it was already mid-March.
Minister Zhan personally delivered the items.
It's just a small list with a limit on the number of visitors.
From Minister Zhan, Fu Jingyou also learned the latest information about Lu Miao.
The test result of "sputum culture" was positive, which confirmed that Lu Miao was infected with pulmonary tuberculosis.
Now that the symptoms have been determined, the hospital is working on a treatment plan.
Minister Zhan is not a professional medical worker, so he only knows some superficial information.
There were many things Fu Jingyou couldn't get clear from him, so he simply stopped asking.
After packing up his things, Fu Jingyou drove directly to the hospital.
It was also at this time that Fu Jingyou finally saw Lu Miao again through the blurry corridor window, wearing the mask that the nurse repeatedly emphasized that he must wear.
She was pale and thin, and her lips were even paler than her face.
The sleeves of the hospital gown were empty, and there were several rows of needles on his thin arms. He was so thin that he was almost just a bag of bones.
A good person suddenly becomes like this...
Fu Jingyou stood in the aisle and saw this scene, and he felt as if a stone was stuck in his heart.
Tears of heartache couldn't stop flowing down.
Lu Miao was in and out of consciousness for most of the day.
But this time, it happened that she was about to take the medicine, and the nurse called her up in advance.
She leaned back on the raised pillows and was reminded by the nurse to look toward the window.
Although he was weak, after seeing the figure over there clearly, Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, and soon put on a relieved smile.
But just like the people outside the window, they felt sorry for her.
Although she was smiling, tears were rolling down her eyes.
How could she feel good when she saw him with an unshaven beard, sunken eyes and an equally haggard look?
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