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084 Good intentions are blamed

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    "It seems that this is the only way to go, alas" After I sighed helplessly, I hung up the phone.

    ? Although it has been basically determined that chemotherapy will not be given, I don't know why, but I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.  Therefore, at night, I said to my wife with a depressed expression: "Now, we all tend to 'no chemotherapy'. I just don't know whether it is right or not?"

    "After many investigations, haven't you already determined that the harm of 'chemotherapy' outweighs the benefits! Why do you still think about whether it is right or wrong?" My wife asked back with some puzzlement.

    "It's just, what if 'chemotherapy' is useful to Dad? I'm just afraid that my wrong decision will cost Dad's life!" I said with a heavy heart.

    "I understand how you feel. However, you must also know that 'chemotherapy' is still very harmful to a person's body. Otherwise, the attending physician would not wait until after the second reexamination to see that Dad's body is almost recovered.  Chemotherapy is going on. How about this, let¡¯s go home this weekend and check on Dad¡¯s physical condition first. If Dad¡¯s spirit is not very good, then ¡®chemotherapy¡¯ will definitely be of no benefit at all.¡±

    It seems that it is my wife who knows me better.  With her persuasion to the point, my mood finally gradually improved.  After all, what my wife said was right, whether I can "chemotherapy" depends largely on my father's physique.  If the physique is too poor, then "chemotherapy" is not only a powerful weapon for curing diseases, but it will become a reminder for the king of Hades.

    This weekend, everyone returned to their hometown in unison.  When I saw my father again, I was taken aback.  I can't believe my eyes.  Because the father I saw not only lost a lot of weight, but his spirit was also significantly worse.  I really don't understand why my father has undergone such a big change in less than ten days.

    Before I could ask, my father had already taken the initiative to complain.  It didn't take me long to figure out the source of my father's complaints.  Everything started because of my sister.

    After my father was discharged from the hospital, since my main energy was focused on cooperating with my wife in reviewing and preparing for the exam, my sister took care of all my father's recovery.  My sister learned from her high school classmate a folk prescription of using "wheat juice" to detoxify and fight cancer.  So, I immediately called my mother to plant wheat in the open space in front of the house.  On the first weekend, the sister who returned to her hometown demonstrated how to squeeze out the first bowl of wheat juice.  I made my father drink half a bowl of it hard.  Since then, my sister not only let my father drink it when I was in my hometown, but even if I was away, I specifically asked my mother to insist on making it for my father every day.

    To this.  Father was disgusted.  "Your sister actually said that wheat juice is good for the body. I don't understand. We rural people eat rice and noodles as our staple food every day. Do we still need to drink some wheat juice?"

    "Dad, the ingredients of this wheat juice are different from those of noodles. I also checked on the Internet, and the wheat juice does have detoxification and health benefits (I know that my father must be very sensitive to the word 'cancer' at this time, so I specially added 'anti-cancer'  ' said to be 'health') and other effects. Drinking it should not do any harm to the body."

    Father is a smart man, and he understood what I meant when he heard it.  "Actually, I also know that your sister has good intentions. But, you don't know, the wheat juice has a very strong green silk smell, and it's very unpalatable! After drinking it, my mouth is full of discomfort. Every time I drink it, I will lose my appetite one day."

    After I heard it, I couldn't help being surprised.  Even if wheat juice really has the effect of detoxification and "anti-cancer", if it makes the father lose his appetite, then such "anti-cancer" effect is not as good as not.  Don't fail to "fight cancer", but "hungry" your body first!  "Since it's so bad to drink, it's better not to drink it in the future!" I quickly gave my father the most hopeful support.

    "But, your sister" The father hesitated to speak in a bit of embarrassment.

    I naturally know what my father means.  "Don't worry, I will talk to my sister."

    Hearing this, my father's mood improved significantly.  From this, it is not difficult to see the degree of father's dislike of "wheat juice".

    While drinking wheat juice for his father, his sister was still insinuating that his father should go on a diet.  At that time, my father's appetite was just right, so of course he didn't want to suffer himself.  Therefore, the father just pretended that he did not understand.  In desperation, the elder sister changed from hinting to expressing.  But his father still went his own way, turning a deaf ear to his sister's persuasion.  Eventually, the older sister had to force the father to go on a diet.  Of course, the diet here is not for weight loss, so it is still different from the "diet" popular in today's society.

    There are roughly two reasons why my sister asked my father to go on a diet.  One, my sister thinks that just after the operation, that is, tonic without any scruples may create opportunities for the recurrence of cancer cells; two, my sister thinks that compared with other foods, the accumulated toxins in meat food should beIt may be nothing for a healthy person, but for a father who is recovering, this extra toxin may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.  Therefore, the "diet" plan my sister made for my father was not in terms of quantity, but in terms of variety, that is, only vegetables and fruits, and no meat or fish.

    In fact, I somewhat agree with my sister's point of view.  However, my father was very disgusted with my sister's "ambitious" diet plan.

    When I asked why my father didn't seem to be in good condition today, my father replied angrily: "Being a vegetarian every day, why is my body in good health?"

    I pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Do you eat vegetarian every day?"

    My father seemed to have found a vent, and immediately yelled angrily: "It's not your sister! After saying that her classmate's father-in-law had cancer of the esophagus, she was a vegetarian. Therefore, these days, I have been forced to be a vegetarian every day. I just  I don¡¯t understand. Could it be that her classmate has a doctor who knows more? The attending physicians all emphasized that they should pay attention to supplementing nutrition after returning. If there is not enough nutrition, when will the lost during the operation be replenished? It¡¯s okay not to eat meat,  What's more, they don't even let you put more oil. Look at me, I'm skinny nowit's all caused by your sister!"

    In order to alleviate the anger in my father's heart, I had to answer: "My sister did something too much. It is true that the body needs to recover without adequate nutrition."

    "That's right! But, your sister is stubborn! I think if this goes on, I will have to be tested (in dialect, meaning suffering from lack of food) and die before my body recovers!" (Remember this website URL  : www.hlnovel.com
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