Chapter 1271 Whatever You Say
It was at this time that Brother He truly realized that Fu Jingyou was no longer the same as before.
But just as Lu Miao expected, even if comrades from the city departments came to coordinate and the hospital mobilized resources to treat Zhao Lanxiang as quickly as possible, Fu Jingyou and his team would not be able to return on the same day.
Zhao Lanxiang's condition was complicated, and the hospital only performed a superficial physical examination that day.
To go deeper, Zhao Lanxiang needs to do it on the morning of the next day after intermittent fasting.
The hospital arranged for her to be admitted and prescribed some intravenous medicine according to Zhao Lanxiang's physical condition.
Brother He didn't know whether it was because he was hesitant about entering the city for the first time, or because he was worried about Zhao Lanxiang's condition, but he was in a daze and could not be relied upon at all.
Handle procedures, collect medicine, pay fees, etc.
It was Fu Jingyou who was running all the time.
After a long wait, I only got all the test results on the third day.
It was also at this time that the attending physician came over and asked who the patient's family member was.
Brother He looked at the attending physician nervously, but did not say anything.
Fu Jingyou saw this and took the initiative to speak:
"Hello, we are all family members of the patient."
The attending physician nodded, walked ahead and made a "please" gesture, and led them to the office to sit down and talk:
"You brought him here too late. If you had brought him here a few years earlier, it would have been fine. The patient's brain tumor has grown to the size of a child's fist and is now pressing on key nerves. We've missed the window for surgical treatment."
Fu Jingyou understood as soon as he heard this.
Brother He seemed to have just come to his senses and asked frankly:
"Doctor, what do you mean? If this tumor can't be removed by surgery, how can this disease be cured?"
The attending doctor glanced at Brother He, sorted out the medical records and said:
"When you get back, buy the patient some good food and drinks and take good care of him."
Brother He was stunned.
"Do you know now? How much time does she have left?" Fu Jingyou asked the attending physician.
The attending physician said:
"If all goes well, there are still eight months left."
Eight months...
Fu Jingyou nodded gently:
"Thank you for your help."
He used honorifics, and the attending physician looked at him with a special glance and said with a kind smile:
"You're welcome. It's what we should do."
…
After coming out of the attending physician's office, Brother He sat in the corridor outside Zhao Lanxiang's ward and cried.
Fu Jingyou sat next to him and listened to him crying calmly.
After crying for an unknown amount of time, Brother He turned around and looked at Fu Jingyou and said:
"Xiao Liu, what should we do now? Even the big hospitals in the city can't treat her. Is she just going to die? She's only 37 years old..."
When Brother He hates, he really hates.
But when he thought about the fact that the person was really going to die, Brother He felt endless sorrow.
After all, Zhao Lanxiang was the woman who gave birth to two of his children.
Fu Jingyou said: "This kind of scanning equipment is only available in large hospitals."
What this means is that if it is said here that there is no cure, then it is most likely really incurable.
Fu Jingyou calmly handed the film taken at the hospital to Brother He:
"Just do what the doctor says."
Brother He stared blankly at the dark shadow on the left side of the skull in the film.
Everything was fine before, just these few months, just these few months...
In just the blink of an eye, the person was sentenced to death?
Brother He covered his face and broke down crying again.
After a long and tiring journey here and constant checkups over the past two days, Zhao Lanxiang probably didn't get much rest.
Fu Jingyou calmly made arrangements and asked Zhao Lanxiang to stay in the hospital for one more day to have a good rest.
He went out to buy some food and asked Brother He to take care of Zhao Lanxiang before he ate. Then he went out again.
Nutritional supplements such as cod liver oil and malted milk.
Fu Jingyou also bought some floral fabrics for making clothes.
They are all for Zhao Lanxiang.
Brother He always wipes away his tears.
Sometimes it was directed at the sleeping Zhao Lanxiang.
Sometimes it was directed at Fu Jingyou.
Sometimes it’s the things that Fu Jingyou bought.
It was only after Fu Jingyou reminded him that it would be bad if Zhao Lanxiang saw it that he gradually restrained himself.
The family waited anxiously for several days.
When they saw the car driving back to the village, Chen Guifen and He Hongjin hurried back from the fields.
When they arrived at the door, they saw Fu Jingyou carrying things and Brother He carrying Zhao Lanxiang into the house.
The old couple immediately went up to him and asked:
"How is it? What did the doctor in the city say?"
Brother He lowered his head and carried Zhao Lanxiang back to the room without saying a word.
Fu Jingyou shook his head slightly behind him.
The old couple was stunned for a moment.
In an instant, one of them had red eyes and the other sighed deeply.
Fu Jingyou placed the things on the big table in the main hall of the He family, briefly explained the situation, and went home.
When they got home, Lu Miao and Tian Guihua also asked about Zhao Lanxiang's situation.
When they learned that Zhao Lanxiang only had eight months left to live, Lu Miao and Tian Guihua fell silent at the same time.
In the four seasons, there are some places where people get along unpleasantly.
But in the face of the dying life, everyone seemed to have tacitly chosen to let go.
Fu Jingyou went to the backyard to press water to wash his face, and then returned to the front room.
He hadn't eaten when he came back, so Tian Guihua prepared something for him in the kitchen.
Lu Miao followed him into the room.
"How have the past two days been?"
Fu Jingyou took Lu Miao's hand and sat down beside the bed and asked.
Lu Miao said, "Everything is fine. Hu Zhiyuan has been coming over frequently these days, and the villagers don't dare to come over and fight in front of him."
Then he grabbed Fu Jingyou's hand and said:
"I have to tell Minmin about my sister-in-law's matter."
Fu Jingyou said:
"Take a break today and go early tomorrow morning."
Lu Miao nodded slightly.
You should feel sorry for your own man.
After running around outside for the past few days, it’s time to have a good rest.
Lu Miao took Fu Jingyou's arm and gently leaned his head on it.
Fu Jingyou's brows softened, and he hugged her and said:
"We'll eat later, and sleep with me for a while."
"Um."
…
The next day, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou went to the county together.
One of the reasons I was afraid of was that Fu Jingyou was too straightforward and couldn't speak well.
Secondly, I haven’t called my kids for a long time…
Lu Miao first called Minmin to explain the situation.
Minmin became a full-time employee at the end of April, so it’s not so easy to get leave now.
My master has been ill again recently. If she passes away, there will be no one to take her place.
Although there were many irresistible reasons, Minmin did not use any of them as a reason or excuse.
Minmin was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and when she finally spoke, she only said a few simple words:
"Aunt, I'm not going back."
Lu Miao was not surprised by Minmin's decision.
But Minmin's personality is there.
Based on Lu Miao's understanding of Minmin, she thought that even if Minmin didn't come back, she would still send some money home.
Or let them pay first.
After all, the doctor said Zhao Lanxiang only had eight months to live.
When people reach their final moments, most people will always try their best to ensure that the deceased has good food and drink, leaving fewer regrets.
But, no.
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