Chapter 594 Decided to Change the Environment for Master
After all, Mr. Deng is a familiar person. The attending physician has arrived and is communicating with him in the small living room outside.
I walked out, and the attending doctor seemed to know me and said to me:
"Is this Wan Shanhong? Oh, please sit down. Actually, the old man is not seriously ill, he is in the early stages of diabetes.
Through various examinations in the past few days, his diet and medication have been adjusted, and his blood sugar is now under control within the normal range.
As for the thinking aspect, it should be due to mental stimulation. According to Mr. Deng’s request, I asked the director of the psychiatry department to come for a consultation.
I personally think that if you are discharged early and have more family members around you, you will get better.”
At this time, the teacher's wife came out and sat next to me. I took her hand and held it tightly.
In her other hand she held a napkin and wiped the corners of her eyes from time to time.
The attending physician restated his opinion.
The wife said, "Yes, he is a little depressed."
I said, "Mr. Deng and I are going to have dinner outside, and then he'll go home and I'll come back. Mr. Deng, what do you think?"
Mr. Deng seemed to hear something behind my words and said, "Okay."
We stood up, comforted the teacher's wife, and left.
After turning the corner, I said, "Mr. Deng, I have an immature idea. I'd like to discuss it with you over dinner later."
He nodded and said, "You left here early. My home is still in Wuxiang, so I'm more familiar with it than you are. Let's go to Yazhitang for dinner."
He called the boss, and when we arrived, the boss led us to a small private room.
"Boss Deng, based on my observations and the doctor's analysis, Master isn't seriously ill. He was traumatized by the incident with his son, and he's been deeply hurt."
President Deng nodded. "That was a fatal blow to him mentally. So, being poor isn't a big deal. The younger generation must do well. Don't bring trouble to your parents for your own sake."
"Yes. His son also feels guilty. The two of them don't get along. It's unrealistic for him to take care of him. It's also unrealistic for Sister Li to take care of him."
Plus, you've shifted your focus to Upstate, and I've been traveling a lot. He's left with almost no one he truly trusts."
Mr. Deng said, "Yes, I'm basically upstate. I used to hang out with him whenever I was free at home. He really gets lonely when I'm gone and you don't come."
I said, "Everywhere is a place for fame and fortune. The Wuxiang fortune-telling community is actually still ostracizing Master, using his son's incident to speak ill of him behind his back.
In addition, he moved away from his original place, and those familiar neighbors were scattered. For various reasons, I went to his house a few times, and the popularity was far less than before.
Mr. Deng said, "Do you mean to change the location?"
"Yes. Let him go to Taiyi Temple as a consultant. First, there's a house there, and second, it's quiet there."
The third is to tell fortunes for others. The fourth is to cook for yourself.
Fifth, Shiyu is in charge of that area and can take care of him. Sixth, I give him 20,000 yuan every month. I don't need a salary from the temple."
Mr. Deng said, "That's a solution. Maybe I won't have any illness at all."
I said, "Talk to him tonight. If he agrees, I'll tell Mr. Chen. It's absolutely no problem."
"Yes, I have the house here anyway. If I don't want to go to Taiyi Temple anymore, I can just come back."
At this time, the food came. We ate and talked without drinking, and finished it in twenty minutes.
I called Xiaolin and told him I wouldn't be back that night. Xiaolin was a little anxious and kept asking, "Master, what's wrong?"
I said, "Nothing, he wanted me to stay with him for one night."
The two of them stood up, left the store, and drove towards the hospital.
When we got near the hospital, Mr. Deng asked me to talk to Master first and he would come over the next morning.
After getting off the car, I went up to the 15th floor and discussed my thoughts with Master's wife in the small living room outside. It was obvious that he also knew that Master was suffering from a mental illness. He just kept saying:
"Shanhong, how can this be possible? You have a career, and you want to let an old man like him drag you down."
I said, "If he's happy, you should be happy too. Don't think too much. Just enjoy your old age."
If we had no money it would be a different matter, but now that we have money, we should do things that make money.
Please talk to him first. I'll come over in two hours."
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"Nothing else, it's just that my fellow countryman Dongzi wants me to help him with something."
The Master's wife looked at me lovingly and said, "Shanhong, you have a good heart."
I said, "I won't go in and disturb Master now. Tell him I have something to do and will come over later."
The Master's wife nodded and said, "Wait a moment."
I stood outside waiting. She took out two apples and stuffed them into my hands, saying, "I washed them. They're sweet, so you can eat them without worry."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I said, "Okay. I'll eat it, eat it."
After leaving the hospital, I called Dongzi and told him to find a place to get together near the hospital.
He said, “Why are you in the hospital?”
"If I want to write 'worry about the world before I worry about myself, and be happy after the world is happy,' how can I write it if I don't come to the hospital to experience life there?"
He smiled happily and said, "Master Wan, you always have a reason for everything. Fifteen minutes is up."
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