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    In the words of my sister, I am the only son of my father after all, so some of the most critical decisions have to be taken by me.  With the progress and development of society, although women's social status has been greatly improved, the influence of feudal Confucianism for thousands of years is still deeply rooted in many aspects.  For example, the family member signed the father's operation before the operation, and the attending physician also emphasized that it must be done by me.  I remember asking the attending physician such a question: "If there is no son, then who has to sign?" He replied without thinking, "If there is no son, then I have to have a daughter to sign."  Even highly educated attending physicians subconsciously rank women behind men in social status.

    Here, I don't want to make too many comments on the far-reaching traditional culture of Chinese people.  I only mention it because it affected my father.  My sister had already inquired about the phone numbers of some famous old Chinese doctors in Shanghai, Nanjing and even Yangzhou.  However, due to the lack of my final decision (decision about where to go and which old Chinese doctor to seek), the idea of ??prescribing traditional Chinese medicine for my father has not been implemented.  Thinking about it now, I feel a little regretful.  If I had been able to devote all my energy to my father earlier at that time, if I could have taken my father to see an old Chinese doctor earlier, then maybe my father would not have left so hastily.  It's just that there are not so many ifs in this world. What has happened can never be changed.  Regret doesn't help anymore.

    Although I didn't go back to my hometown much before my wife took the exam, it doesn't mean that my father and I didn't see each other often.  When I was discharged from the hospital, the attending physician urged me to check him every once in a while.  The period of time here refers to about two weeks.  The attending physician asked us to go for a review, and it must be on Thursday, because every Thursday is when he goes out of the clinic.

    In fact, when we were discharged from the hospital, we hoped that our father would live in the city. One very important reason was that we considered the issue of re-examination.  After all, after returning to my hometown, it is very inconvenient to come and go once.  But helplessly, my father insisted on going back to his hometown. In order to prevent him from getting angry, we had no choice but to let him go.

    It seemed to be a Tuesday when my father was discharged from the hospital.  The following Thursday happened to be my father's birthday, and that day was not two weeks away, so I didn't go to the hospital for a review on this Thursday.  Therefore, on the following Thursday, I had to go to the hospital for a review.

    Considering my father's difficulty in walking, we planned to call a car back to pick up our parents when they came to the city, but our parents, who only wanted to save money, refused.  On that Thursday, my parents first rode a battery car to carry my father to the market town, then took an urban and rural bus, and then transferred to an urban bus when they arrived in the city.  After several twists and turns, I was able to come to the hospital.

    Along the way, I made several phone calls with great anxiety.  When my parents were going to the city, I took the bus to the bus stop near the hospital and waited.

    My father's temper was still so stubborn. After getting out of the car, he resolutely refused to let me help him.  In desperation, I had no choice but to follow closely behind my father and guard him.  In this way, in case there is any stumbling situation, I can also support my father in time.

    Although he didn't have the vigorous pace when he was healthy, I found that my father's walking was significantly firmer than when he was in the hospital.  Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but feel happy.  Soon we came to the second floor and found the outpatient department of my father's attending physician.

    It's true that there are so many people who don't know the disease until they go to the hospital!  What we saw was a whole clinic room filled with people.  Among these many people, apart from the accompanying ones, most of them, like my father, came for follow-up visits after surgery. Of course, there were also a few who had just been diagnosed with esophageal diseases and came to go through hospitalization procedures and prepare for surgery.  .  Father's attending physician was just one of the several attending physicians in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery of the Municipal People's Hospital, but he was alone, so many patients came just after eight o'clock!

    Just glanced at it, and I knew that my father's turn would not come in a short while.  I didn't squeeze in blindly like the surging crowd inside.  Because I know that my father is not like us, who can stand for most of the day without any problems, so I first arrange my parents to sit on the bench on the corridor outside the clinic.

    I know that my parents must be eager to know what kind of condition my father is in now, so after they sat down, I said to them: "Parents, please rest assured and wait here. I will go in and have a look. Once it is my turn  When we arrive, I will immediately come out and inform you to go in."

    As soon as I stepped into the door of the outpatient room, I couldn't help but secretly sighed: "Good guy! So I just caught a glimpse of the leopard!" Because, after entering the outpatient room, I found out that there is something different inside.  This outpatient room, which is only the size of a room, is actually connected to another one.  And the other room is no better than an outpatient clinicThe small "inner room" was actually full of people.  Although there are many people, I can still see that most of the people here have returned for a follow-up visit, and they are the kind who have been there for a long time after the operation.  Seeing that so many patients are my father's attending physician, and many of them seem to have passed the high-risk period of relapse, I feel somewhat relieved.  Combined with the improvement of my father's walking condition that I saw today, I can't help but strengthen my confidence in his recovery.

    I am not in a hurry to compete with those people.  On the one hand, it is because after the reexamination, my parents will go home with me to rest in the urban area, and there is no need to drive back to my hometown, so from the perspective of time, we seem to have plenty of time.  On the other hand, I think that when there are many people, the attending physician and patients will inevitably become impatient. Instead of doing this, it is better to wait until most of the people have left before checking.  In this way, you can calmly check carefully and clearly.

    After nine o'clock in the morning, the crowded crowd finally thinned out.  As expected, when it was my father's turn, I felt that the attending physician had to examine him much more carefully than those before.  My heart has been hanging.  Because, I am very afraid of what problems will happen to my father's body.  Fortunately, the smiling attending physician kept saying "Good!" "Recovering pretty well!"

    The moment my father asked why the scar always hurt.  I let go of my heart, and it hung up again.

    "What about such a long scar? Do you think you can fully recover in just over a month?"

    The attending physician asked back, and my father and I were finally completely relieved.  Because, we feel that what the attending physician said makes sense.  Not to mention such a long scar, even if you break a bone or something, you won't be able to fully recover in a month or two.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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