Chapter 1231 Gap
When Lu Miao was weighed two weeks ago, he weighed only 34.6 kilograms.
Even taking weight gain into account, her weight still doesn't even reach 70 kilograms.
No matter how small his frame is, he is still about 1.6 meters tall.
To put it nicely, when it comes to action, it is like a weak willow leaning against the wind.
To put it bluntly, Fu Jingyou was afraid that one day the wind would get strong enough to blow people away.
She didn't look healthy at all, and Fu Jingyou couldn't help but worry about her. All he could think about was how to make up for her.
As he walked slowly with her in the aisle, Fu Jingyou asked:
"Your appetite seems to be good these past two days. Is there anything you want to eat?"
Lu Miao said softly:
"All good."
As he spoke, he turned around and asked him:
"Was that a call from the factory just now?"
Fu Jingyou nodded and said "hmm".
Lu Miao lowered his eyelashes, thought briefly and said:
"You should keep busy. I'm almost well after taking the medicine. I don't need you to stay with me all the time."
In addition to having someone to run the factory, the factory also needs someone who can take the lead and control the direction.
If you buy such an expensive machine, do it well if you plan to use it.
He stayed with her every day for several months. How could this go on?
Knowing that she was about to preach, Fu Jingyou tightened her hand slightly to stop her from talking or thinking too much:
"Everything else is trivial. The only important thing at hand is to recover well."
Lu Miao pursed her lips slightly and looked at him hesitantly, wanting to say something.
Fu Jingyou tilted his head, a gentle smile appearing on his tough and handsome face:
"When Xiangdong mentioned his idea of marrying Meizi earlier, it suddenly occurred to me that we only had a marriage certificate and had never properly hosted a wedding banquet. When you get better, we can have a wedding banquet to liven things up."
Lu Miao's eyelashes trembled as he diverted his attention.
Thinking about this matter further, Lu Miao felt embarrassed to refuse:
"We already have three children. How old are Ming Yi and Ming Xia now? Wouldn't people laugh at us if we bring up the idea of a wedding at this time?"
Fu Jingyou said jokingly:
"What's so funny about this? We're spending our own money to do the work, so we should just do what's best for ourselves. If they don't like it, they don't have to come. It won't bother us in any way."
He held her hand tightly, and continued with a smile:
"Listen to me on this matter."
Lu Miao stared at him in amazement, then curled his lips and nodded slightly after a moment:
"Um."
If you want to do it, then do it!
Although she has been married and has children, she has never experienced her own wedding ceremony in her previous and later lives.
Thinking about it this way, this matter is quite worth looking forward to.
Lu Miao raised his eyebrows slightly, and a faint, bright smile appeared on his pale, sickly face.
She was in a good mood, and Fu Jingyou felt at ease when he saw it.
After chatting and laughing with her and walking back and forth in the corridor for a few more times, Fu Jingyou took her back to the ward to rest.
…
Tuberculosis is a wasting disease and the treatment process is quite long.
Whether the disease can be cured in the end, in addition to the thorny issues of medical pathology, the individual's mentality during treatment, as well as physical fitness and subsequent nutritional intake, are all related to the final result.
Lu Miao's physical, mental and emotional well-being was taken care of. He ate small meals frequently throughout the day, and each meal consisted of things that ordinary families in this era could not afford.
In addition to the specialist attending physician arranged by the state, other external conditions also make Lu Miao's probability of recovery higher than other tuberculosis patients of the same generation.
This is indeed the case.
He officially started treatment in July, and one month later, by the beginning of autumn in August, Lu Miao was in good condition and his coughing up blood had been effectively controlled.
As September approached, Lu Miao underwent another comprehensive physical examination and sputum culture test.
When the results came out, it showed that the tuberculosis bacteria in the sputum were significantly reduced, and the possibility of transmission was also greatly reduced.
So before school started, Lu Miao finally saw the children up close through the ward window glass.
But she was so thin that she looked unrecognizable. Tang Mei cried whenever she saw her.
So does Kashiwa.
Little ones cannot fully understand the definition of being sick.
In the past, when I looked up at my mother downstairs, I could only see a familiar figure in the distance, so I didn’t feel anything.
Now that he saw his thin mother up close, Baichuan felt strange at first.
His mother waved to him and called him over, but he didn't move. He just stared at his mother with a frown.
After a long while, he seemed to have confirmed something, turned around and threw himself into his grandmother's arms and burst into tears.
Knowing that his current appearance had caused panic to the child, Lu Miao felt guilty and covered his lips with one hand, tears rolling down the corners of his eyes and he couldn't help but redden his eyes.
Seeing this, Fu Jingyou quickly put his arm around her and turned her back.
He waved his other hand at Tang Mei who was standing in the aisle outside the window, asking her to take the children home today.
Tang Mei nodded in understanding, wiped her tears and looked at Lu Miao's thin back for a long time before taking the children away.
Lu Miao cried uncontrollably for a long time.
After waiting for so long, I finally saw it, but not only was it right in front of me but I couldn't touch it, I also felt the child's fear.
Lu Miao felt very uncomfortable.
Fu Jingyou knew that she felt disappointed and was feeling very uncomfortable right now.
So I stayed by her side, stroking her back and comforting her:
"What we need to do now is take good care of ourselves and not cry all the time... Right now we can only watch them through the window, but if we wait a little longer, we won't have to do that anymore, right? If you behave, we'll get better faster, okay?"
Lu Miao nodded, but tears still rolled down her face.
Her mood swings will affect her physical recovery.
Fu Jingyou frowned when he saw this.
Although he felt heavy and uncomfortable in his heart, he remained calm and wiped away her tears, saying:
"Okay, okay, just cry for a while, and don't cry anymore. Otherwise, I won't let your aunt come again until you get better."
Lu Miao gave him a reproachful look.
Fu Jingyou pretended to be amused, sighed softly, and hugged her in his arms to comfort her:
"Okay, we're already in the recovery phase, right? Just hold on for a while and you'll be completely fine... You might not like me nagging you all the time, but you have to learn to control your emotions. Look, you've been crying for so long, how long will it take to recover the energy you've used up? Stop crying, ah."
"……Um."
Lu Miao choked and nodded, his shoulders trembling slightly as he sniffed and buried his face in his arms.
…
Time slowly moved forward into November of the same year.
Around the beginning of winter, Lu Miao's fourth sputum culture review showed that the number of tuberculosis bacteria was extremely low, and the test result was also negative.
After this data was released, not only did Lu Miao's daily activities expand, but the hospital also opened up visiting rights.
Colleagues at all levels at work and students she taught at school have all come to visit her.
But Lu Miao was still sick after all, and his body was too weak to cope with it.
Most of the time, those people would just take a look through the window, pause for a moment, put down their things, and leave.
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