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    In the afternoon, a logistics staff sent over two bags of blood.  It is said that one bag is blood plasma, I don't know how to figure it out.  Anyway, only one of the two bags was bright red, and the other might be the so-called blood plasma.  When it was first delivered, the two bags were cold to the touch, which should be due to low-temperature refrigeration.  Such a temperature is obviously not suitable for direct input into the human body.  Therefore, after the nurse got it, she first put the lighter-colored bag in the father's quilt to cover.  Nurses come by from time to time to check and touch.

    After a while, when the temperature rose to normal room temperature, the nurse really began to transfuse the father's blood.  According to the nurse, the plasma should be transfused first.  We are all laymen, and we don't know much about these, so we have to listen to the arrangements of their medical staff.

    When the blood transfusion started, my father was still sane.  From my father's eyes, I can see a little expectation.  At that time, my father still hoped that blood transfusion would play a positive role.  However, not long after the blood transfusion, my father became restless.  My father said he felt irritable.

    Father's irritability became more and more obvious.  This unusually uncomfortable feeling only appeared after the blood transfusion. Therefore, the father's expectation for the blood transfusion gradually turned into an annoyance now.

    "So-and-so (my nickname), why don't you pull out the blood transfusion thing? I feel uncomfortable." Finally, my father couldn't bear it anymore, and said to me in a deliberative tone.

    "But, Dad, the blood volume in your body is low now, how can you do it without blood transfusion?"

    Father understood the meaning of my words and said nothing more.  But from my father's increasingly ugly face, I can see that the degree of father's discomfort must be getting stronger and stronger.  Just when I was worried, I saw a nurse walking over.

    It turned out that when Aunt Biao saw that her father's expression was not right, she hurried to the nurse's station and called for someone to come over to check.

    The nurse came over and first looked at the data on various instruments. The nurse said that judging from the displayed data, it should be normal.  According to the nurse, this uncomfortable feeling should be a normal manifestation of discomfort when the blood transfusion is first started.  The nurse asked her father to persist for a while. In her opinion, after getting used to it, this adverse reaction should disappear.

    Where do we know these things?  Therefore, I had no choice but to choose to trust the nurse's judgment.

    Seeing that we didn't raise any negative opinions, the nurse persuaded my father to take a rest.  According to the nurse, this uncomfortable feeling should disappear as soon as the father wakes up.

    Although the nurse left and felt very uncomfortable, my father was still supporting him and refused to sleep no matter what.  Seeing my father sweating profusely in pain, we all felt bursts of distress.  Therefore, everyone tried their best to persuade father to take a break for a while.

    Maybe our persuasion worked, maybe my father was too tired, and finally, my father fell into a deep sleep.  When my father was awake, someone had to help him wipe the bloody phlegm from his cough.  Now, the father fell asleep, and a person was liberated invisibly.  Seeing my father's peaceful sleeping face, our hearts temporarily calmed down.

    At this moment, my mother and I have the time and energy to chat with the guest from afar, my aunt and cousin.

    Aunt Biao said with great emotion: "How can a person who looks healthy all the year round be tortured by a serious illness to look like this in a short time?"

    The current father is skinny and skinny. As long as one knows the healthy and strong father, almost no one can imagine that his father will be so weak one day.  And such a change is only a matter of a few months.  Therefore, it is not only Aunt Biao who expresses such emotion.

    I checked the time, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.  So I reminded Aunt Biao, "It's time to go back."  If it is later, then it is very likely that you will not be able to catch the last bus.

    Aunt Biao left me her phone number and repeatedly emphasized that she must be notified as soon as possible in case of any emergency.  Then, Aunt Biao reluctantly left with an expression of great regret.

    After saying goodbye to my cousin and aunt, my mother and I continued to sit beside my father and watch over.  Father's breathing was fairly steady, and the various data on the instrument were within the safe range.  From morning till now, my father has been in great weakness and pain.  I know that sleep can not only refresh the mind but also relieve physical pain to a great extent.  I very much hope that my father can sleep more this time.  I really hate to see my father in deep pain.  My mother's thoughts should coincide with mine, so we kept quiet in a tacit understanding, for fear that we would disturb our sleeping father if we made a sound.

    The time passed by every minute and every second. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the doctor??The unique sound of the small cart delivering food began to creak.  I know that my mother eats very little at noon, so she should be hungry now.  So, I left the ward with my mother.  I made a dough for my mother and made an appointment for tomorrow's breakfast, of course the money was paid in advance.  My mother was going to give me some noodles, but I said, I will go to my sister's house to eat later.  So, my mother ate on the bedside table of an empty extra bed in the corridor outside.  I rushed back to the ward immediately.  Although my father is sleeping very smoothly now, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents?

    I still sat silently beside my father.  Listening to my father's steady breathing, I feel surprisingly peaceful.  Maybe his father was dreaming, guessing that in the dream, the illness that had tortured him for a long time had completely healed.  Now, only in the dream can my father completely get rid of the torment of the disease; only in the dream can I find the original comfortable and healthy life; only in the dream can I truly stay away from the endless pain  It was really hard.  Because of my father's pain, I feel heartache; because of my father's peace, I feel peaceful.  During this time, my mind was constantly affected by my father's illness.

    Unfortunately, such tranquility did not last long.  After finishing the work at home, my sister came to the hospital again while my mother was having dinner.  Of course, I brought some daily necessities with me when I came here.  Because we plan to live here for a long time.  After my sister arrived, she realized that something was wrong with her father in her sleep.  Under my sister's reminder, I also realized that my father's steady breathing seemed to have become short.  Looking at the data on the instruments on both sides of the bedside table, I found that many of them began to fluctuate significantly.  Suddenly, a strong uneasiness welled up in my heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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