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025 Guessing the truth

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    The younger brother first comforted me a few words, and then asked me what's going on today?  At that time, I was reluctant to speak because of my weak health.  But, that is his brother who has been away forever!  And it is very likely that this is the last chance for me to communicate with it.  Therefore, I had to force myself to answer: "I vomited a lot of blood this morning, and then, I don't know what happened, I fainted"

    At that time, I could no longer control the volume of my voice very accurately.  Even hearing it in my ears felt like roaring.  Therefore, the nurse who happened to be changing the fluid here hurriedly stopped her and said, "Rest more and talk less!"

    Hearing this, before I could react, my son took the phone away apologetically.  I was actually quite anxious, because I still wanted to hear my brother's kind voice for a while.  However, at that time, I was very weak after all, and my reaction was naturally a little slow, so before I asked for it, I already found that my son had walked out of the ward with his mobile phone.

    Although I was very disappointed in my heart, there was nothing I could do.  After sighing in my heart, I had to accept my fate and continue to lie "silently" on the hospital bed.  Of course, the cough from time to time was out of my control.

    When I am disappointed and helpless, I always feel that something is wrong.  What is wrong?  Am I overlooking something important?  Oh, by the way, it turned out that the son's going out this time seemed a little unusual.  Originally, I thought he was going out to the bathroom or something.  However, since the time seems to be a little longer, I feel a little scared.  Because, I was afraid that my son would sign some terrible agreement with the doctor behind my back.  However, it seems that my guess just now was wrong.  The only reason the son went out was to make a phone call.

    Why did the son call his uncle?  Are you just telling me the truth about my current situation?  Is it just to let me talk to my brother on the phone?  It shouldn't be.  It turned out that I also vomited blood.  At that time, why didn't the son call his uncle?  Why don't you let me talk to my brother?  If not for these reasons, then why would the son do this?

    It's not that I'm suspicious, but after thinking about it, this thing is indeed a bit abnormal.  Besides, after putting the phone away, why did the son go out immediately?  That only meant that it was not convenient for me to hear what my son and his uncle were talking about next.  They're trying to hide it from me, which of course won't be a good thing.

    The son's call was made after talking with the doctor.  In other words, what conclusion should the son draw from the examination results and the doctor's words just now.  Then, based on this conclusion, the son decided to make the call.  The younger brother is far away in the northeast, so the son chose to call him first.  Most likely, the son was afraid that his younger brother would not come back in time to see him for the last time.  It should take two to three days to come back from the northeast, even by plane.  Could it be that I can't hold on for two to three days?  Thinking of this, I can't help but feel shocked.  After all, my heart is full of reluctance for my loved ones, so I don't want to die so soon.

    Of course, these are all my own speculations and suspicions after all, and they may not be true.  I kept chewing on my inference just now in my mind, and felt that it was very reasonable, so the tension in my heart gradually became stronger.  I was nervous, but I continued to keep an eye on my son's tracks.  However, after a long time, the son did not return to the ward.

    Based on what I know about my son, he probably wouldn't chat with his uncle for too long.  Not to mention the unfamiliar uncle, even with my father who is the closest to him, he usually doesn't have much to talk to, because the son has inherited his introverted character of few words.  In other words, after the son left the ward, he should have hung up the phone not long after, but why hasn't the son returned for so long?

    Call his uncle first, because his uncle is the furthest away and most likely too late.  Then next, the son is likely to call other relatives and friends, otherwise he won't be here for so long.  But why did the son inform other relatives and friends?  Most of the relatives and friends can almost arrive within one or two hours!  If the doctor said that I still have at least two or three days, then is it necessary for my son to rush to notify them now?

    No, there is absolutely no need for this!  So, on the other hand, it should be the best situation for me to last for two or three days!  What about the worst?  Although this question is a bit heavy, I just can't help thinking about it.  Obviously, the worst possibility is that you can die at any time.  "Death!" "Death!" "Death!" Immediately, those trembling words kept lingering in his mind.

    After a long time, the son returned to the ward.  at that time, it was getting late, so the son asked his daughter to take his wife's niece out for lunch first.  The son sat on the edge of the bed and said with concern: "Mom, go to sleep for a while, I am here." So, the son took the place of my wife and waited by my side with all my heart.

    While wiping the bloody sputum for me, my son kept persuading me to close my eyes and rest for a while.  I know, this is my son caring about me!  However, how dare I sleep when I am already aware of the seriousness of the situation?  With my current physical condition, it is very likely that I will never be able to wake up once I fall asleep.  Therefore, although I was physically and mentally exhausted at that time, I still tried my best to support it, and refused to let myself fall asleep no matter what.

    Not long after, my son's phone rang.  This time, my son didn't avoid me.  I could hear someone coming to visit.  Hanging up the phone, my son said that my nephew came to visit me, but he called to ask because he didn't know where the ward was.

    After hearing this, although I tried my best to maintain a normal look, there was a huge wave in my heart.  How could my nephew come here?  There is no doubt that it was the son who just informed.  It seems that my guess just now is really good.  My son hastily called and notified one by one, just because he didn't want to leave regrets for his relatives, friends and me.  My son wants to let relatives and friends see me for the last time while he is still breathing.  It seems that I may really "die" at any time!

    Thinking of this, I just felt a loud "bang" in my brain, like being struck by lightning.  The whole person suddenly fell into a brief dizziness.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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