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151 Talking on the way home

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    My brother-in-law and I helped my father onto the wheelchair, and my mother put away the sponge pad, and then we went straight to the elevator (not the escalator, because it is not easy to get on and off the wheelchair).  It was past nine o'clock at that time, which was the busiest time in the hospital, so there were not many people on the elevator.  But fortunately, when the people on the elevator saw us pushing the wheelchair, they were very enthusiastic and deliberately squeezed out a space for us.  However, the mother with a lot of things couldn't join in anyway, so we had to ask my mother to go down the escalator to the first floor.

    One is because there are so many people, they have to stop on each floor; the other is because the elevator comes up from the bottom, and it has to go up to the top floor before turning down.  So, when we came to the first floor, my mother was already waiting there.  Out of the gate, I was just about to push the wheelchair towards the parking lot when I heard my brother-in-law and cousin shouting.  It turned out that my cousin had already driven the car to the roadside at the door and waited.  At that time, I couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in my heart.

    We carefully helped my father to sit on the co-pilot. Of course, sponge cushions and pillows are indispensable.

    After making arrangements for my father, my brother-in-law said to us before I could respond, "You guys go first. After I returned the wheelchair (I paid a deposit when I took the wheelchair), I went directly to the station (take a bus from the station back to my hometown)  .¡±

    We all understood what my brother-in-law meant and didn't say much.  After saying goodbye to each other, the cousin started the car.

    With one person missing, I feel much more spacious.  Of course, I feel the deepest, because I no longer have to squeeze behind my father who tilts the backrest infinitely backward.  When I just set off, I looked at the time, it was just after ten o'clock.  It is estimated that after twelve o'clock, we will be able to return home.

    "This time, generally speaking, it's relatively smooth." The cousin said while driving.

    It seemed that although his father looked very tired, he was in a very good mood, so he took the lead in taking over the conversation.  "I also think it's going well."

    In fact, my cousin's words are very intentional.  Hearing my father's answer, my cousin and I immediately became more relaxed.  When my father was young, he didn't believe in "signs".  But many times, people change.  Especially in the year when my grandfather passed away, my family made steamed buns at the end of the year (our tradition means that the steamed buns made are actually prepared for the coming year. In this way, during the first month, steamed buns can be steamed for breakfast every morning, which saves trouble and is rich.  In my father¡¯s era, eating steamed buns was pretty good.) Then something unexpected happened.  To make steamed buns, usually several companies cooperate with each other and work together.  The same method, the same material, the same time But, that time, it was very strange that only our family's noodles could not ferment.  I tried every means and re-fermented it several times, but in the end our steamed buns were a few sizes smaller than those of others.  Because the dough for making steamed buns in our family failed to ferment in the end.

    At first, my father didn't believe this was a "bad sign".  However, not long after the steamed buns were finished, grandpa was diagnosed with liver cancer.  Before and after, in about a month, grandpa passed away.  Father did the funeral for grandpa in the first month.  At that time, the deformed steamed buns made by our family may not have been eaten yet.  It was that time that my father began to believe in the so-called "symptoms".

    "Smooth" undoubtedly symbolizes "good omens".  Therefore, when my father emphasized "very smooth", his words were full of joy.  Because "a good sign" means that one's body will gradually recover, so the father was full of unprecedented passion on the way back.  Even after enduring the suffering of the journey and the tiredness of waiting, I talked a lot more than when I came here.

    "I think this Xu Hefen should have some real skills. When I first saw her, I thought she was only around sixty"

    "Well, I have the same feeling. No blurred vision, no deafness, clear thinking It doesn't look like an old man in his eighties at all."

    Although I was interrupted by my father, all I have is happiness.  Because, I felt the resonance in my father's heart.  "I think that her ability to look much younger than ordinary people must have something to do with her extraordinary medical skills. If she didn't know how to maintain her health, she would never have maintained it so well!"

    "Not only that, as soon as she took my pulse, she immediately told me all the discomforts in my daily life as if she had heard and seen them. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I might not believe it when I said it.  , There really are such superb Chinese medicine practitioners in this world!" My father said with emotion.

    "Also, when I went to grab the prescription with her prescription, those staff almost regarded the prescription as a rare treasure, looking at it again and again. Otherwise, I wouldn't have waited so long."  to increase the father'sConfidence, I deliberately added a fire.

    "Of course. Of these individuals, none of them want to learn some experience from her, so as to improve their status in the unit. Have you forgotten that we didn't make an appointment with her last time, didn't we ask her apprentice for treatment?"  ? Her apprentice probably just read more prescriptions."

    "Oh, I knew it earlier, we should have insisted on calling the appointment number last time." I couldn't help but think of the young man in front of the computer, and it was because I felt regret that I sighed angrily.

    "It's not too late now." My father comforted me immediately after hearing this.

    We have a saying here, "bring cold clothes when you go out in summer", which means that the climate in summer is ever-changing and unpredictable.  On the way back, I fully felt the true meaning of this sentence.

    It must be less than 200 kilometers from Nanjing to home, but during this not very long journey, I witnessed the miraculous scene of "dual rain and drought".  After walking for a while, there is a "wet" road that has just been soaked by rain; immediately after that, there is a section of avenue that is so dry that not even a drop of water can be seen.  You don¡¯t need to ask to know that the ¡°wet¡± section must have just been baptized by rain; while the dry section has been cloudless.  Perhaps, this phenomenon is not very rare, and many people have encountered it.  But the strange thing is that they keep appearing alternately.

    Of course, a more bizarre scene has not yet appeared.  When we were driving about halfway, we finally saw the phenomenon of heavy rain.  The bean-sized raindrops crackled on the windshield, and the thick water mist splashed seriously blocked our sight.  Therefore, the cousin had to reduce the speed of driving.  However, it didn't take long before we rushed out of the water curtain that stretched to the ground.  The field of vision suddenly widened, and what appeared in front of him was an abnormally dry gray-white asphalt road.  It felt as if our car had just rushed out of the water.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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