Chapter 158 Proposal
When you are waiting, time will feel unusually long.
Especially for Fu Jiaming and Ma Xiuzhen, they stared at the person on the hospital bed without even blinking, for fear of missing him.
"It moved! It moved. Jiaming, did you see that? Your father's eyes moved!"
“I saw it!”
Fu Jiaming bent down and called softly with a hint of tears, "Dad, Dad, wake up, can you hear me? I'm Jiaming, I'm back, Dad..."
"Old Master, Old Master, wake up!"
Ma Xiuzhen, whose tears had already flowed like a river without her realizing it, held onto his big, broad hand and spoke with a sob.
It felt like I had slept for half a century and my eyelids felt heavy, but it also felt like I had not slept at all, because I could hear clearly whatever my wife said in her ear.
He struggled to open his eyes, but the sudden bright light made Fu Rong unable to see anything for a moment.
It was not until I got used to it for a while that I could see the two tearful faces clearly.
"Xiu...Xiu." Don't cry, I'm awake, let's see who dares to bully you!
"Old Fu, A Rong, you finally woke up. Thank God and thank Suning!"
Suning? Who is it?
Fu Rong had just woken up and his mind was confused. When his vision focused and some light came back, he gradually began to regain his sanity.
Thinking of what happened that night, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at his wife and children anxiously. He wanted to move but found that he could only move his fingers but his body could not move at all.
"What's wrong, old Fu?"
"Dad, are you feeling unwell?"
It was as if she had used all her strength to squeeze out two names from her mouth, "Qianqian, Jia...Dan..."
Ma Xiuzhen and Fu Jiaming were both stunned when they heard his words. The grief in their eyes could not be stopped at all, but they didn't know how to start.
"Qian...Qian, Jia Dan..."
"Dad, my sister...my sister didn't make it back. My brother is still recovering from his injuries."
His fingers couldn't help shaking violently, and Fu Rong's face looked more and more hideous. The veins on his neck were all bulging, and a low growl like a wild beast kept coming from his throat.
It was a long time before he closed his eyes weakly. When he opened them again, the cold light flashing inside was breathtaking.
The clearer your mind is, the clearer the images in your memory will be.
He saw how his eldest son was brutally abused in front of him, and how much humiliation and torture his daughter suffered.
Tong, Xue, Sen, blood debt must be paid with blood!
"Old Fu!" "Dad!"
"I'm fine."
The more critical the moment, the more he couldn't fall down.
Fu Rong swallowed the blood in his mouth and quickly calmed down. However, those who knew him well would know how dangerous he was.
When he spoke again, his voice was less awkward and more fluent.
"Jia Ming, you're back. Yan Xiao Qi, where's the Yan family?"
Fu Jiaming paused as he was holding his big hand. No matter what, the reason why the Yan family was in this state now was not only because of the culprit and those rats and bugs hiding in the sewers, but also because of their Fu family.
This is an indisputable fact, no matter what the reason.
When he came back, Yan Qi no longer looked like he was blaming him, but this made him feel even more uncomfortable.
After taking a long breath and trying to calm himself down, Fu Jiaming replied truthfully, "The Yan family has been demoted, and Yan Qi is afraid that he will not be able to escape either."
"where?"
Fu Jiaming had just gotten off the train and rushed here, and hadn't received any follow-up news, so he couldn't continue answering.
At this time, Ma Xiuzhen, who was staying at the other end of the bed, said, "My eldest brother and his family went to Kendi Farm in the northeast, my second brother and his family went to Guer Farm in the northwest, and my uncle and aunt are with Xiaoqi and his family."
These were all told to her quietly by Zhang Qi who came to help.
Since coming to the hospital, I have only returned home once, and that was to get the father and son's spare clothes and daily necessities. I have no time to find out any news.
The ward fell silent again, with only the sounds of the instruments being heard.
"I can't move."
"What?"
"Doctor! Doctor, come quickly!"
…
"Doctor, are you saying that the blood clot left in the brain by the blunt force trauma compressed the nerves and caused the paralysis? If the blood clot dissipates, will the patient be cured?"
"That's theoretically possible, Comrade Fu."
"Then do the surgery!"
"Given our current medical environment and backward equipment, the chances of success of this craniotomy are very low."
“How low?”
“Less than 20%.”
His legs went weak and if he hadn't been leaning against the wall, he would have fallen to the ground. Fu Jiaming lowered his head, and his hair covered half of his face.
"Jiaming!"
"Shuangshuang, my old man..."
Such a proud person will have to defecate and urinate in bed from now on. This may make him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
Fu Jiaming smiled miserably. How should he tell them the result?
"Jia Ming has a way. There must be a way. If it doesn't work, we can go to Jing City or the capital. There are bigger and better hospitals there."
"No."
Fu Jiaming suddenly raised his head, as if he had thought of something, and the light in his eyes lit up again, "Let's go!"
"Where are you going?"
"Post Office, call!"
…
Gushi, the first brigade of Hongqi Commune.
Fu Jiaming, who was almost going crazy looking for her, and Su Ning were accompanying Zhao Panpan, while the grandfather and grandson borrowed the study to discuss something.
In the afternoon, Yan Changrong and Zhao Panpan went to the cowshed to work accompanied by Yan Bei.
At this time, Mao Qianjin, who came to the door on a bicycle and was sweating profusely, knocked on the door hurriedly.
"Brother Mao? How did you find this place?"
"Then Fu Jiaming couldn't find you. He remembered that we asked the street office to come to your door, so Sister Tian quickly hung up the phone on me."
Mao Qianjin took a breath and wiped the sweat off his face. "It sounds like it's an urgent matter. Come on, Ningning, I'll take you to my phone number."
Fortunately, he worked in Hongqi Commune, and Ningning left a message and address for Mrs. Tian when he left, otherwise he would have been at a loss.
The two of them hurried back to the commune without stopping, and the round trip took them an hour or two.
I guess Fu Jiaming, who was waiting on the other end, was about to cry.
Mao Qianjin brought his people back to the office and dialed the number he had written down. Hearing the anxious voice on the other end, he quickly handed the phone to her.
"Hello?"
"Suning?!"
"It's me, what happened?"
Subconsciously frowning, Su Ning raised his voice helplessly, "Jia Ming, calm down, you are talking in a disjointed manner, do you want me to piece together what you are saying?"
After hearing him finally stop his incoherent bombardment, she continued in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, talk slowly, what did you say happened to Uncle Fu just now?"
Intracranial hemorrhage, nerve compression?
Prescription for removing blood stasis?
Squinting her eyes, Suning quickly recalled the records in the pharmacopoeia. She was biting off more than she could chew, so except for a cursory glance at the pharmacopoeia when she first got it, she later learned from the first one and mastered it thoroughly before moving on to the next one.
She knew that it could heal bones and tendons, and she was currently working hard to research and create it.
As for removing blood stasis...she actually had to read it carefully before she knew it.
"Wait for me for a few minutes. I'll call you back later. I need to think about it carefully."
After hanging up the phone, Suning stood up and looked at the person sitting next to him, "Brother Mao, is there a toilet here?"
"Yes, just turn right from here and it's at the end."
"Then I'll be back soon."
Looking at her rapidly receding back, Mao Qianjin touched the back of his head and silently swallowed the words on his lips: You have to be mentally prepared for that toilet.
Below is a dug manure pit and a simple hut built with large pieces of tree bark. Two boards are placed on top of it so they can be moved flexibly. Just use your feet to move them away before squatting.
I accidentally stood up after squatting for a long time...
Suning, who had already arrived outside the toilet, took a deep breath and walked in despite the strong smell that could make people dizzy. He locked the bolt and slipped into the space without stopping.
With her face flushed red from holding her breath, she opened her mouth slightly and took a few deep breaths of fresh air before trotting to the medicine room behind the yard and opening the pharmacopoeia.
I read it carefully from beginning to end, but I didn't find any prescription for removing blood stasis until the end.
His expression couldn't help but darken a little. Su Ning put down the booklet in his hand and left the space with a heavy heart.
On the way back to Mao Qianjin's office, he thought about it again and again and came up with an idea.
"Hello, Jiaming?"
"It's me. How about Su Ning? Is this one of the Su family's secret recipes?"
"I'm sorry Jiaming doesn't have this. But I wonder if Uncle Fu should try Chinese medicine?"
Fu Jiaming on the other end of the phone was still feeling discouraged by her words when he heard her next suggestion, "Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
"Yes, since the success rate of craniotomy is so low, why not try the traditional Chinese medicine passed down by our ancestors? I remember Teacher Ge once said that acupuncture can be used for many diseases."
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