Chapter 7 Demerol
Chapter 7
Meng Yingying was somewhat familiar with the name, but she couldn't remember it. She thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so she put it out of her mind.
I just had a vague feeling that this person seemed quite capable.
Before Meng Yingying could think it over, Zhao Yueru said, "If you want to go to Xiangyi Hospital, I can go with you to ask, but it's not guaranteed to be successful."
After Meng Yingying's persuasion, she was no longer so resistant to Zhou Jingsong as her boyfriend.
Zhao Yueru took a deep breath. "Let's go together. I'll go with you to ask the doctor, and you come with me to see Zhou Jingsong."
Meng Yingying nodded.
Zhao Yueru was a fiery person, and knowing that Meng Yingying's father's illness couldn't be delayed, she picked up her bag, grabbed Meng Yingying, and turned to leave.
Seeing her like this, Zhao's mother immediately became anxious, "Where are you going?"
"Go to Xiangyi Hospital."
Hearing this, Zhao's mother thought that Meng Yingying had persuaded her, so she was more delighted. "Alright then, take some more things and go see Comrade Zhou."
"We can't go to the ward empty-handed, can we?"
Zhao Yueru gave a casual reply and then disappeared with Meng Yingying.
After arriving at Xiangyi Hospital.
Meng Yingying was actually quite unfamiliar with this area; she hadn't been here much. However, Zhao Yueru, being a native of Xiangshi, was very familiar with it.
After much searching, they finally found Meng Yingying the most famous old doctor in Xiangyi.
Zhao Yueru went to ask Meng Yingying, "Did you bring your father's medical record?"
Meng Yingying nodded, "I brought it."
Zhao Yueru raised her chin, "Watch me."
She went straight up to Dr. Ning and grabbed his arm. "Grandpa Ning, do you remember me? I'm Zhao Yueru. I used to come to you for treatment every day when I was little."
Dr. Ning couldn't quite remember who Zhao Yueru was; he had seen too many patients in his life. But after Zhao Yueru's warm self-introduction...
It did feel more familiar.
"You've grown so much, little girl?"
He specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases, and he has cured many children.
He only considered Zhao Yueru as the child he had previously favored.
Zhao Yueru: "Yes."
She pulled Meng Yingying to the front and introduced her, "It's precisely because you're so capable that I introduced my best friend here, hoping you can help her father look at his medical records."
During his break, Dr. Ning said, "Bring it here so I can take a look."
Meng Yingying immediately handed over the medical record. The more Dr. Ning looked at it, the deeper his brows furrowed. "Is the patient still here?"
Meng Yingying's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately said, "It's still there, but I'm suffering day and night."
"I knew it." After looking at the three medical records and the test results, Dr. Ning said, "The person must be feeling very uncomfortable."
Meng Yingying nodded, "Yes, I couldn't sleep all night because of the pain."
"Girl."
Dr. Ning handed the medical record back to her. "Listen to me to tell you the truth, there's no need to continue treatment for your father's illness, and there's no need to throw money into it. He's nearing the end of his life. Just make sure he eats and drinks well, that's enough."
Even if you've been prepared, when you actually hear those words...
Meng Yingying still felt a little breathless. She clutched her chest, and Zhao Yueru supported her worriedly, saying to Doctor Ning, "Is there really no other way?"
Dr. Ning shook his head.
Meng Yingying was unsteady on her feet and relied entirely on Zhao Yueru for support. After a while, she took a deep breath and forced back her tears. "Doctor, can you make my father more comfortable in his last days?"
“My dad is taking painkillers now, but they're not working very well anymore.”
Dr. Ning paused for a moment, then said, "This is because they've taken too much, and they've developed drug resistance."
"I do know of a medicine that might be helpful for your dad—"
The other party hesitated for a moment, then Meng Yingying asked anxiously, "What medicine?"
"Dermatine".
"It's also the most effective pain reliever, but—" Dr. Ning changed the subject, "This drug is addictive, it's a controlled substance, and our hospital doesn't carry it."
Meng Yingying felt a glimmer of hope, only to have it dashed again.
She clenched her hands unconsciously, her knuckles turning white, and murmured, "Where can I find this kind of medicine?"
"Generally speaking, only the hospitals where the team is stationed have it, but not all hospitals where the team is stationed have it."
"This drug is just too rare and heavily controlled, making it quite difficult to find."
For Meng Yingying, this was both hope and disappointment.
Seeing that Doctor Ning was truly helpless, Meng Yingying could only ask for help before leaving.
Before leaving, she turned back one last time, unwilling to give up, and asked, "Dr. Ning, is it possible that my father's condition is a misdiagnosis?"
"May I bring him here so you can check him again?"
Even if her father was unable to leave the house, she would still carry him over.
Dr. Ning had dedicated his life to healing and saving lives. There was some reluctance on his face, but what he said was extremely cruel: "Comrade, as someone who is close to your father, you should know about his condition."
This is not something a doctor can deny.
Seeing the little girl's face turn pale instantly, Dr. Ning thought for a moment and comforted her, "I'll ask someone to find that morphine for you, so that your father can have a more comfortable journey."
Meng Yingying thanked him, but her head was spinning, and she didn't know how she and the other person said goodbye.
After Zhao Yueru accompanied Meng Yingying outside, she noticed that Meng Yingying's face was pale and her lips were white.
She was a little worried. "Yingying, why don't I ask Zhou Jingsong? He came from the garrison. Maybe he has some morphine."
These words first made Meng Yingying's eyes light up.
Then, her expression darkened again. "Yueru, putting aside whether you and Zhou Jingsong are familiar with each other or not, you two are on a blind date. It's not appropriate to ask someone for a favor on your first meeting."
"I'll figure something out myself."
She wanted to use her connections with Qi Xiaoer to see if she could get him to apply for some of the medicine from the garrison.
Seeing Meng Yingying like this, Zhao Yueru felt embarrassed and asked Meng Yingying to accompany her to visit her blind date.
She thought for a moment and then said, "I'll go visit Zhou Jingsong myself. You wait for me here."
Meng Yingying hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go with you."
It was all agreed that the other person would accompany her to see a renowned doctor, and she would help the other person choose a potential blind date.
Since I've already agreed, there's absolutely no reason for me to go back on my word.
Zhou Jingsong's ward was on the top floor, and it was a ward for high-ranking officials. When he was transferred from the garrison to his hometown for recuperation, he still held a rank.
In addition, he lost his sight while protecting his comrades while stationed in the army, making him a hero in his own right.
Therefore, Zhou Jingsong was also given special treatment at the hospital when Meng Yingying accompanied Zhao Yueru over.
Zhou Jingsong lay on the bed with his eyes covered by white gauze, and the doctor seemed to be discussing a second surgery with him.
Zhao Yueru watched them discussing serious matters and didn't dare go in, so she waited outside. Zhou Jingsong, on the other hand, had sharp ears and seemed to have overheard something.
"Is someone outside?"
His voice was hoarse, but surprisingly pleasant to listen to.
As soon as he called out, Dr. Qiu turned around and saw that it was two young and beautiful women. Dr. Qiu jokingly said to Zhou Jingsong, "Hero Zhou, you've been hospitalized for half a month, and this is the first time that young women have come to visit you."
Zhou Jingsong was somewhat bewildered, but he quickly realized something, and a decision appeared on his resolute face. "Dr. Qiu, could you please invite her in for me?"
As soon as she said this, without needing Doctor Qiu to invite her, Zhao Yueru led Meng Yingying in by the hand. She had actually been observing Zhou Jingsong at the door for quite a while.
"You know me?"
As soon as she came in, she went to Zhou Jingsong's bedside and asked.
While asking the question, he looked Zhou Jingsong up and down. Zhou Jingsong was blindfolded, but his general outline could still be seen.
His facial features were well-proportioned, with a straight nose and mouth.
His head was square, the kind with a round head, a broad forehead, and a square jaw, making him a very well-proportioned-looking person.
This was Zhao Yueru's first reaction. Although Meng Yingying didn't say anything, she nodded slightly.
At least this blind date isn't bad-looking.
Although she's not obsessed with looks, she can't bring herself to date someone who's too unattractive.
"Comrade Zhao?"
Zhou Jingsong closed his eyes and asked a question tentatively.
Zhao Yueru hesitated for a moment, and Meng Yingying nodded at her before Zhao Yueru answered, "It's me."
Although Zhou Jingsong couldn't see, he looked precisely at Dr. Qiu. "Dr. Qiu, please go out first. I need to speak with Comrade Zhao alone."
Doctor Qiu gave a half-smile and then looked at Meng Yingying, "And what about this one?"
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Meng Yingying. Although Meng Yingying knew that Zhou Jingsong might not be able to see her, she still felt inexplicably pressured.
Zhao Yueru quickly explained, "Yingying is my best friend. I was scared, so I asked her to come along."
Zhou Jingsong said gently, "Could you let her go out for a while?"
I'd like to speak with you alone.
Zhao Yueru hesitated for a moment, then looked at Meng Yingying. Meng Yingying nodded and said naturally, "Yueru, you talk to him. I'll wait for you at the door."
At this point, she seemed to deliberately leave out another sentence, "If he bullies you, just shout and I'll come in to save you."
As soon as he said this, Doctor Qiu, who had gone out with Meng Yingying, couldn't help but laugh.
Meng Yingying was somewhat at a loss, and Doctor Qiu also realized that he had been impolite, so he explained to her, "Do you know who that person inside is?"
“He’s a combat hero in the garrison. If he were to bully your friend, even if you went in, the two of you tied up together wouldn’t be a match for him.”
Meng Yingying's face instantly turned bright red. She was a little embarrassed, but even more embarrassed.
After a long pause, he whispered an explanation: "I don't know."
“But even if he’s a war hero, if he really bullies my friend, I’ll still go in.”
"Whether I can win or not is one thing, whether I can get in or not is another, but I can't stand by and watch my friend be bullied."
Zhou Jingsong, who was in the ward, also heard this. Although he couldn't see, he couldn't help but smile. "Comrade Zhao, you have a very good friend."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yueru pouted smugly, "Of course, we're best friends."
This was the first time Zhou Jingsong had ever seen such direct affection from a girl; it was quite interesting.
However, he quickly put it out of his mind.
None of this concerns him.
He got straight to the point, "Comrade Zhao, I know it's my family who want to match us up."
His family was worried that he would go completely blind and have no one to take care of him in the future, so they quickly found him a partner.
Families with good means naturally wouldn't consider him, a blind man.
Zhao Yueru's family background was problematic, which made them a good match.
A blind man and a capitalist's daughter.
No one looks down on anyone else.
Zhou Jingsong couldn't see the expression on Zhao Yueru's face, but he could guess that no girl would want to marry a blind man.
Therefore, Zhou Jingsong said in a low voice, "Comrade Zhao, let's pretend this blind date never happened."
"You don't need to feel guilty, and you don't need to come to the hospital to visit me."
Zhao Yueru stood in the ward, looking at the man in front of her, seemingly somewhat surprised, "Comrade Zhou, you—"
Zhou Jingsong said self-deprecatingly, "I'm blind anyway, so I don't want to drag you down with me."
Zhao Yueru opened her mouth, as if she were seeing this man for the first time; he was not what she had imagined.
Zhao Yueru felt conflicted. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but then she blurted out, "Comrade Zhou, do you have any Demerol here?"
Zhou Jingsong, "What?"
Zhao Yueru didn't know why, but seeing Zhou Jingsong looking so pitiful, she wanted to talk to him more. "My best friend's father is terminally ill. There are no ordinary painkillers available. Dr. Ning said that only Demerol would work, and this medicine is only available at the garrison."
Zhou Jingsong understood now. He said gently, "Comrade Zhao, I don't have it, but—" He changed the subject, "I can keep an eye out for this medicine for you."
He readily agreed.
This made Zhao Yueru's heart flutter slightly, and she seemed to want to take a closer look at Zhou Jingsong.
Unfortunately, the other person's eyes, covered by a white gauze, concealed his emotions.
This made Zhao Yueru unable to see clearly, and she couldn't help but say, "You're just injured in the eye, not blind." She said self-deprecatingly, "On the contrary, I am a genuine capitalist's daughter, so neither of us needs to look down on the other."
Zhou Jingsong paused for a moment, and was about to look up, but unfortunately, his eyes were covered with gauze and he couldn't see anything.
He was somewhat disappointed, only to hear Zhao Yueru hurriedly say goodbye, "Never mind, what's the point of talking to you like this? Thank you for helping me find the medicine, I'll come see you again next time."
As she left, she looked back every few steps, glancing at Zhou Jingsong, who sat upright beside her hospital bed.
I was somewhat touched.
He seems different from what I imagined.
Outside.
Meng Yingying was waiting for Zhao Yueru. When she saw her come out, she immediately went to greet her, "Yueru, how are you?"
Zhao Yueru glanced at Doctor Qiu, who was still waiting outside, and shook her head. "Let's talk when we get back."
Realizing something, Dr. Qiu suddenly added, "Comrade Zhou won't be blind forever."
"What?"
Dr. Qiu emphasized, word by word, "He will regain his sight."
"His eyes will get better."
This time, Zhao Yueru understood. She quickly turned around to look at Doctor Qiu, grabbed Meng Yingying, and ran away.
Meng Yingying was panting heavily when Zhao Yueru finally stopped.
Why are you running?
Meng Yingying was somewhat puzzled.
Zhao Yue hesitated before saying, "Yingying, I don't think I'm averse to Zhou Jingsong."
Meng Yingying's eyes widened immediately. Zhao Yueru muttered to herself, "When I went in, he told me directly that the blind date was off and he didn't want to drag me down with him. Under these circumstances, I even asked him to help me find the drug Demerol."
"He agreed."
"Yingying, the important thing is that he agreed, you know that?"
Zhao Yueru clenched her hands and paced anxiously back and forth, concluding, "I feel he's a good person."
Whether it's the former or the latter, he's a good person.
After hearing this, Meng Yingying's expression was somewhat complicated. "He really is a good person."
Fearing that he would implicate Zhao Yueru, he took the initiative to cancel the blind date. Even though he knew that Zhao Yueru was not his blind date, he was still willing to help her.
He's a really nice person.
"So what do you think?"
Zhao Yueru shook her head. "I don't know."
"We'll take it one step at a time."
Meng Yingying and the others had just left.
Shortly after, Qi Donghan arrived at the hospital, having traveled a long way. After asking around and getting information along the way, he followed the address and found the VIP ward on the fifth floor.
After confirming the house number, they knocked on the door.
"Old squad leader??"
The voice was mellow and rich, like aged wine, with a wonderful charm.
Zhou Jingsong also heard the familiar voice. Although he was blind, he habitually looked towards the doorway in the direction of the sound.
Although the other party did not introduce themselves.
Zhou Jingsong immediately recognized the voice, "Old Qi?"
"It's me." Qi Donghan pushed open the door and entered, his gaze fixed. "How are you? Feeling better?"
He slowly and deliberately placed the things he had brought from Heilongjiang Province on the table next to the hospital bed.
Hearing that his former comrade-in-arms had come to visit him, Zhou Jingsong felt a little better. He even smiled and comforted him, "It's alright, you won't die."
Looking at his blind appearance, Qi Donghan paused slightly, feeling a pang of heartache. "The leader asked me to come and see you, and also asked me to apply for a special medicine for you."
"For you to use for a second surgery."
"What medicine?"
"Dermatine".
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