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126 Hero's Twilight

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    After the high protein was put on, the father's infusion stopped temporarily.  Continuous hanging of water, even with my father's tenacious perseverance, may not be able to bear it.

    Although I have been on anti-inflammatory and cough medicine for a week, I still feel that my father has a severe cough.  However, according to the father himself, he already feels much better than before the infusion.  Whether it's psychological or not, it's not a bad thing anyway.  Therefore, we decided to continue to infuse father after two days of rest.

    In addition to coughing, we also found another problem with my father, that is, these days, my father hardly goes out for a walk.  After realizing this bad momentum, our mood became tense again.  We know the truth that "life lies in movement".  So I consciously or unconsciously reminded my father to insist on going out and walking around and exercising every day.  However, every answer from our already frail father only made us more worried.

    "Do you think I don't want to go out and walk around? It's just that I'm in pain all over my body and I'm so weak, how do you let me go out? It's not that I don't want to walk around, but I really can't walk!"

    From the father's words, we heard the deep helplessness and sorrow.  Father's character has always been resolute, and he never bows his head under normal circumstances.  It is this kind of character that allowed him to climb to the peak of his career when he was young.  But "too hard is easy to break", it is this kind of character that would rather give up than give up, which made my father suffer from twists and turns in his later career.

    While most of the people his father brought out became wealthy bosses, he himself was struggling to find a job that could support his family.  As far as my father is concerned, he would never give gifts to flatter someone in order to get a project; as far as his father is concerned, even if he is working for an apprentice, he will speak out without regard to his feelings.  Therefore, in the end, my father made it impossible for him to be the boss, and at the same time, no boss dared to take it.

    Even if he was your apprentice before, but now he is the boss after all, and the identity and status between the two have undergone earth-shaking changes.  The so-called today is different from the past. In the past, I was scolded by the master, but I could bear it. Now I am the boss, and I am also contradicted by the "workers" I hired. "I guess no matter who I change, I can't bear it very much."  .  The father just doesn't know how to adapt, he doesn't know that the former apprentice has now become a "superior boss".  It's fine if you don't flirt with flattery, but you must also "never contradict outspokenly"!  The most important thing is that my father is an expert in construction. After every argument, the "superior boss" will sadly find that it is himself who is wrong.  Tell me, this makes "the boss lose face"?  Therefore, over time, all the well-developed disciples of my father feared to avoid him.

    Father's old age was lost.  Even when you don't have cancer, you will inadvertently reveal the sadness of a hero's twilight.  As the saying goes: "The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."  Even though he is ambitious, his father's resolute character has not changed at all.  Therefore, I have no doubts about my father's answer.  I know that as long as there is a way, my father will insist on going out and walking around.  From this we can see how severe the illness was tormenting my father.  So, I couldn't help but feel heartache.

    Perhaps, others thought as I did, and after listening to my father's answer, no one insisted that my father go out and walk.  Fortunately, my father was not really bedridden at that time. He insisted on doing things alone, such as washing, eating, including going to the toilet (the toilet is outside, so it takes a long walk to go back and forth).  For the father, this is actually a kind of exercise.  Although we felt distressed and panicked because we felt that our father was not as good as before, at that time, we still hoped that this state of our father could continue forever.  We're not asking too much, as long as Dad's condition doesn't get any worse, thank goodness.  Although he knew that this was just an extravagant wish, he still couldn't help but kept praying secretly.

    As soon as we leave our hometown, our forced smiles will be replaced by sorrow in an instant.  During the weekends of the past two weeks, every time I go home, I can clearly feel the decline of my father's body.  This is no longer a vague premonition, it is definitely a very obvious sign.  We are worried about our father's illness, and we are suffering with his father's suffering.

    Deep worry makes me restless all day long.  When on the road, many times rely on instinct.  I have to say, my luck is pretty good.  During those black years, I never had a traffic accident.  Needless to say, this is definitely a miracle.  However, at that time, how I hoped that a miracle would happen to my father!

    Now, I don't know how those days were spent.  But I do remember that it was Tuesday.  Under normal circumstances, we take the initiative to call back.  That day, it was my parents who called me on my own initiative, so I was more impressed.

      The moment I saw the caller ID, an inexplicable panic rushed into my heart.  Because, I know, if it is not forced, then my parents will never take the initiative to contact me.  Could it be?  Will not!  Will not!  Although I vetoed my guess at the first time, I still felt extremely nervous even though I was quite frightened.  All of a sudden, answering the phone turned into an extremely frightening thing.  I took a deep breath, stabilized my panic and nervous mind, gritted my teeth, and finally got through the phone.

    "So-and-so (my nickname), your mother has something to tell you."

    His father's voice seemed feeble, but it was his father's voice after all!  It was this very weak voice that saved me from extreme panic and nervousness.  I couldn't help but patted my chest.  He sighed secretly: Father is fine!

    In the mother's repeated calls, I finally came back to my senses.  After answering his mother, he listened quietly.  At the same time, there is some curiosity in my heart.  I don't know because of some important matter, they actually took the initiative to call me.  Alas, I'm so scared to death by their unusual behavior!

    "I asked your dad to call you (mother is illiterate, so she never learned how to make a phone call)." Mother explained first.

    "Oh" I responded cooperatively.

    "This morning, just as we were about to go to the clinic, we happened to meet someone (the name of an acquaintance in Murakami). He asked where we were going? Of course I told him the truth. After he heard this, he asked very puzzled:  'Since you need to go to the infusion every day, why go to the clinic?'" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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