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As we chatted, my mother got acquainted with the old lady and the middle-aged man on the north bed. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, there were hospital logistics staff shouting for an extra bed. My mother wanted to go too, but was dissuaded by the old lady and the middle-aged man.
"Don't go, just sleep in our extra bed at night." The old lady said enthusiastically.
"We appreciate your kindness. But if you sleep with us, where will your son sleep at night?" The mother is by no means a selfish person, so she walked out the door while talking.
"It's okay. At night, I always sleep on an extra bed outside. It's comfortable to sleep there." Seeing that his mother was unmoved, the middle-aged man hurriedly persuaded her.
After hearing this, my mother was already a little moved. Although she stopped, she still hesitated and asked: "You paid for an extra bed, but let us sleep. How can you be ashamed?"
"What's so embarrassing about this, even if you don't sleep, I will sleep on the extra bed in the corridor. At that time, my extra bed will only be wasted." The middle-aged man further persuaded.
"But, in case you don't occupy the extra bed outside when the time comes"
Although the mother was vague, the middle-aged man understood what she meant. "Don't worry, I came earlier than you, and I'm familiar with this place. I've already occupied an empty bed outside with a quilt."
Mother also understood, knowing that middle-aged people will definitely sleep outside at night. "It's just that you use money" Even when talking about such a field, my mother still seemed embarrassed.
"Don't worry, we won't pay for it." The old lady replied immediately after hearing the words.
"Didn't you pay for it?" Mother asked very puzzled.
"We were in a car accident, hit by a taxi. They have insurance, so all the expenses are paid by the car owner, and we don't have to pay even a penny." The middle-aged man explained.
"That's right, why hesitate. After we took this extra bed, we haven't returned it. If you don't sleep, then we will put it here as usual. Instead of letting it be wasted here, it's better to let you sleep at night. Sleep. Listen to me, don¡¯t take it. Since there is no one to sleep on the extra bed, why do you bother to get another one? You got it, and it still occupies a lot of space!¡± the old woman reassured again very enthusiastically.
Hearing this, the mother didn't say anything more, she took back her steps and sat down next to her father's bed again. I know that if I hadn't heard that the extra bed at the old lady's house in the north does not need to be paid for by myself, then my mother would never accept their kindness no matter what.
When it was time for dinner, my brother-in-law came to replace me and my mother to go back to eat. At my sister's house, after eating and washing, my mother and I rushed back to the hospital immediately. Of course, I also brought a quilt, because I will use it at night.
Possibly because of the pain all over his body, my father didn't sleep for a long time in the afternoon. After we arrived at the hospital after dinner, my father remained conscious for a long time. In fact, sometimes being awake may not be a good thing, because when you are awake, every bit of pain will mercilessly hit every nerve of your father. Sometimes, I can almost see the beads of sweat on my father's head clearly. In order to distract my father's attention, I specifically asked my mother who was sitting on the bedside to chat with my father appropriately.
After eight o'clock in the evening, the boy's father on the south bed coughed more and more intensely. I remember half-jokingly asking them why the vaping didn't work much. They replied that if it weren't for the vaping, the cough would have been even worse.
Perhaps it was the severe cough that affected the scar, and the boy's father's moaning became louder, giving the impression that he was about to be in too much pain.
"Dad, if you keep going, I'll ask the nurse to give you a painkiller injection at nine o'clock." The young man said to his father with some distress.
"Oh, the pain is unbearable, you can go and ask, can I fight now?"
Seeing his father's pleading eyes, the young man hesitated, but finally he gritted his teeth and replied, "Dad, let's wait a little longer. You can get an injection after nine o'clock, so you can rest better at night. Isn't it the same as yesterday! "
"No, it seems that the pain is worse today than yesterday. Well, then wait."
Hearing the conversation between the young man and his son, I immediately thought of my father.
"Dad, does it hurt? How about getting an injection tonight?" I asked tentatively in a begging tone.
"It hurts, of course it hurts!" The father said in a very positive tone, "However, the doctor said that it is best not to take the painkiller injection, because it is not good for the recovery of the wound."
"Oh, that's true." Basically always?I still have, "Why don't pregnant women try not to use anesthetics when giving birth? Because anesthetics are not good for pregnant women and children." I support my father's words 100%.
"However, the doctor also said that if you really can't bear it, you can call the nurse for an injection." Unexpectedly, just as I expressed my support, my father's words changed suddenly.
I was a little taken aback. However, on second thought, even though anesthetics are not good, they can relieve pain after all. If anesthesia is not used during the operation, it is estimated that many people will die of pain. "That's right. Then, why don't I go and ask the nurse to come over and give you an injection?"
"What are you hitting?" My father said with excitement and pride when he heard the words, "I didn't even ask for it when I was in the intensive care unit! Could it be that I asked for it when I got out of the intensive care unit?"
"This has nothing to do with being unable to get out of the intensive care unit. Dad, as long as you feel the pain is unbearable, you can ask for an injection." I was a little afraid of my father gritting his teeth, so I tried to persuade him.
"What do you know?" The arrogance on the father's face became stronger, "Just after coming out of the operating room, the moment after the anesthesia is over is the most painful time. You don't know, everyone in the intensive care unit hums That spectacular scene" My father seemed to be recalling, paused, and then continued, "At that time, almost everyone clamored for anesthesia, but I didn't ask for that. You said, when I was most uncomfortable, I I¡¯ve already gotten over it, is it possible that the pain isn¡¯t so bad now, but instead I asked for a painkiller injection?¡±
Ben wanted to persuade my father, but when I thought of my father's stubborn temper, I swallowed the words again. Because, I know, no matter what father says now, he will never change his mind.
Just after nine o'clock, under the urging of his father, the young man had to go to ask for painkillers. It didn't take long for the young man to come back depressed. Because the nurse's answer is: each patient can get three injections at most. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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