drink moonlight alone

Compared with the lobby, the second floor of the county hospital is even less crowded. There is no elevator, and the two of them can only walk up the stairs on foot. The corridor is dark and you can see the end at a glance. I don’t know if it’s because the location is not good, and the sun can’t let in the wind. It couldn't blow, and the entire rectangular lengthy space was dark and damp.

When I walked through the closed doors in such a quiet way, I could only hear coughing one after another, the scuffing of my own footsteps, and the friction of clothes on my body when they touched each other.Grandma's ward was in the penultimate one, and when the two of them stopped in front of the ward, Zhou Qingyan stretched out her hand and carefully tugged at Zhou Weiyue's sleeve.

And Zhou Weiyue only thought he was afraid, and patted the back of Zhou Qingyan's hand comfortingly, and turned around to pull the rusty handle.But when he found that Zhou Qingyan was still stubbornly pulling the corner of his cuff, unable to speak a single word, tightly clutching his chest with one hand and his chest was violently heaving, he realized that something was wrong.

Zhou Qingyan suffered from asthma!

"Brother!" Zhou Weiyue was so nervous that he lost his mind for a while, but now he couldn't allow him to run downstairs to find a doctor, so he could only close his eyes tightly to stabilize his mind, and staggered to sit on the plastic bench while supporting Zhou Qingyan. "Take a deep breath, don't be nervous, I'm here."

"Do you have an aerosol?"

Zhou Qingyan shook his head.

After getting the answer, Zhou Weiyue was not surprised at all, because Zhou Qingyan told him more than once that her asthma was cured, but only needed to take prescription medicine occasionally.He squatted in front of Zhou Qingyan with a dignified expression, and just raised his hand to loosen the tie on his neck, and then undid two of the restrictive buttons to let him lean forward to breathe, and caressed him regularly. Zhou Qingyan's back.

But the symptoms did not show any signs of relief, and Zhou Qingyan even began to cough violently with his mouth open.

The long-lost scene made Zhou Weiyue flustered, and subconsciously told him that he could rush downstairs to seek help from the doctor now, but Zhou Qingyan's mentality of holding on to him showed that Zhou Qingyan didn't want her to leave, so that Zhou Weiyue's It was as if a sticky paste had been poured into his head, and he couldn't figure out what to do.

Zhou Weiyue was so anxious that she had no choice but to hold Zhou Qingyan's cheeks, causing him to look directly at her with a sharp gasp.Zhou Weiyue didn't care about his tears and snot, she just stared at the reddish eyes behind the lens purely and firmly, looking at Zhou Qingyan, "Brother, I'm here."

"No matter what happens, I'm here."

It was already more than ten minutes before Zhou Qingyan recovered.

Fortunately, a nurse passed by during the period, and was stopped by Zhou Weiyue to beg for pills and water, and Zhou Qingyan took it before turning the corner.At that time, Zhou Weiyue was standing aside and thanking the nurse, while Zhou Qingyan was still looking listless, lowering her eyes, shaking the mineral water bottle back and forth.

When Zhou Weiyue's leather shoes came into sight, he whispered softly, "I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Zhou Weiyue smiled, squatted down in front of him again, and saved a piece of toilet paper to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead, "If you don't want to, brother, let's go back, settle down first and then see grandma .”

Zhou Qingyan glanced at the hands of the two, shook her head slowly, her eyes were calm and firm: "It's okay, go in, as long as you are here."

"Really okay?"

"It's true."

The cogs of the old wooden door seemed to be stained with rust, and it took a lot of effort to pull it open. The space in the ward was cramped, but the windows were slightly open so the air was still fresh, and it was facing the draft. I don't know which hospital bed the fragrance of flowers is from.There are not many beds, only six beds, and the space is separated by yellowed white cloth. Four of them have people sleeping, and the other two are empty. The bedding is messy and crumpled, curled up in a corner of the bed.

Zhou Qingyan followed Zhou Weiyue's footsteps to the bed on the far left. Grandma's withered and emaciated face was covered with an oxygen mask, and mist formed with her breathing. When she blinked, her white, yellow and misty eyes were suddenly covered with a smile, she stretched out her wrinkled left hand with drips, and waved at the two of them with great effort.

"...Grandma." Zhou Qingyan walked over, carefully avoiding the needle prick, and held grandma's cool and rough palm, "Are you okay?"

The corners of grandma's mouth under the oxygen mask raised, engraved into the texture left by the depths of time, and she shook her head slowly.Maybe it was because of the oxygen mask that she was unable to speak, or maybe it was because she was tired. After seeing the arrival of the two, grandma just patted the back of Zhou Qingyan's hand to comfort her, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that grandma closed her eyes tiredly and powerlessly, Zhou Qingyan lost his mind for a moment. He grabbed Zhou Weiyue in a panic, and opened his mouth nervously, "Grandma, she..."

"She's fine, she just fell asleep." Zhou Weiyue pointed to the monitor,

The electrocardiogram and respiration displayed on the top are still at normal values, but the heart rate has eased a little, and it has dropped to more than 70 to be unbiased, and there are three or two numbers up and down. Zhou Qingyan can be regarded as one foot into medicine. Although I don't say how professional they are, they can still distinguish good from bad, such as blood oxygen saturation. All in all, although grandma's situation is not very good, it is not at the level of crisis.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, let go of the energy he had been holding on all this time, his shoulders slumped, and when he looked at it from Zhou Weiyue's perspective, he could just see those clear eyes gloomy and covered Thin water.

From the moment when Zhou Qingyan fell ill, Zhou Weiyue never let go of his slack. He was always hanging on, fearing that if something happened to grandma, Zhou Qingyan might not be able to overcome this hurdle.He is half a doctor, and he has gone through life and death. Just like the guide said, those who save people and animals save lives in the final analysis. If there is salvation, it must be lost. All lives fall into the world. There is a definite number at that moment, if God asks you to leave on the third watch, you will definitely not be able to delay the fifth watch.

Get used to meeting, get used to having, and then obey to lose, this is the meaning of life.

After 06:30 in the evening, the visiting time passed, and the nurse began to drive people away, and the two reluctantly told the half-asleep grandma to come back to visit her every day.The evening sky of Tobishima is so thick that it looks like ink that cannot be fainted. Remnant red and dark blue are mixed with a yellow that is not pure at all, and the clouds are like poorly dyed paint, vividly painted. hard borderline.At that time, the wind blew, and the reeds on the back mountain rustled and the kites sang. In the wind, there was the smell of burning incense sticks and the sound of mournful cries.

When I turned my head to look at the entrance of the hospital, I saw a young woman crying so hard that she almost left and was helped out by the medical staff, babbling "sorry and resignation" intermittently.

Zhou Weiyue looked away after looking at it for a while, boredly looking at the withered leaves at his feet, stained with mud, looking dirty and small, and then he carefully moved away from the steps that would have been stepped on, Qian Si After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the long-lost number.Smoking is not allowed in the hospital. Although he didn't plan to smoke, he still pinched the only Montblanc left in the cigarette case on his fingertips, trying to give him some psychological comfort.

A moment later, after he finished the phone call, pinched the end of the phone and hung up, Zhou Qingyan's figure from small to large, from blurred to clear appeared in Zhou Weiyue's vision, and he smiled.

"Long waiting." Zhou Qingyan said.

Zhou Weiyue grabbed the cigarette butt and the empty carton into her hands without a trace, and threw it into the trash can without a trace, "I have asked for a good leave of absence, and I have notified my parents. Their plane tonight will arrive tomorrow morning."

"You called Dad?"

"He didn't answer." Zhou Weiyue shook her head without changing her expression, "Mom told me."

Zhou Qingyan didn't seem surprised at all, and nodded to show her understanding with an "oh".

When walking back, the temperature dropped a little, and the boredom earlier was swept away. Zhou Weiyue closed one side of the taxi window, and the wind blowing from the coast unscrupulously penetrated into the sleeves and hair. All that is left is a bit of coolness.From just now, Zhou Qingyan has been in a daze, and he has no answers when talking to him. Zhou Weiyue understands his emotional ups and downs, and also knows that what her delicate brother needs most when he is troubled is not The so-called quietness of one person, but appropriately changing the topic and the company that can only be understood and unspeakable.

This is something that he has figured out by himself during the decades that he has been with Zhou Qingyan.

So Zhou Weiyue racked her brains, searched a lot of topics in her mind, and then said, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Qingyan was caught off guard by his unreasonable apology, and turned her head quickly, only to see Zhou Weiyue put her coat on the seat between the two of them, and quietly put her hands in her palms underneath, with an expression of Depressed, but still hooked the corners of his mouth stubbornly, forming a nondescript smile.Zhou Qingyan has rarely seen him look so depressed, and he doesn't care if the driver in front of him thinks that the behavior of the two is a little unusual, "What's wrong?"

"I want to comfort you, but I've thought about it a lot, but I don't know what to say." Zhou Weiyue smiled mischievously, "It's too high-sounding to tell you not to be sad, so I just hope that you will finish your sadness tonight and don't frown tomorrow No show, okay?"

Only then did Zhou Qingyan taste it belatedly.

It was Zhou Weiyue who had been worrying about grandma's illness all the time. Now that grandma was ill again, his sadness and hesitation were no less than his own, but at this time, his every move aggravated the stubbornness suppressed in Zhou Weiyue's heart. Shi, put yourself in the shoes of a man, if his positions were exchanged, he might have already been crushed.

Zhou Weiyue was the only one who chewed and swallowed all the trivial things from childhood to adulthood, and only he knew whether it was sweet or bitter.

Zhou Qingyan closed the hands of the two, and said firmly and fearlessly: "Okay."