My infertile wife ran with the ball

The one in front of him was not the mother in memory, but Lin Yi's uncle.

The middle-aged man was wearing a faded woolen sweater, with a section of black long johns exposed at his ankles. He was squatting on the ground packing his things and beckoning him in.

"Your mother and cousin are both staying in the hotel, so hurry up and pack things with me when you come back."

Lin Yi put down his handbag and squatted down to help put the scattered fruits and clothes into plastic bags. He asked, "I have surgery the day after tomorrow, why are you still staying in the hotel?"

"Is it because my mother refused to go to the hospital because I came back late?"

Liu Shuqing gathered all the small plastic bags together, then put them into a big plastic bag and tied them tightly, "She did say that she won't have the operation if she doesn't see you, but it's not bad for her to be hospitalized. Free up one."

Lin also nodded.

The two of them got into the taxi with big bags and small bags. This small town is only an hour's drive from south to north, and Green Xiali drove to the hospital gate in a blink of an eye.

There is a row of small shops next to the Red Cross with white walls and the X Affiliated Hospital. It has not changed a bit for more than ten years. Those who sell shrouds and wreaths are mixed with those who sell candied haws and snacks. The incense ash smells like honey. I don't know how many things I have seen.

The small hotel next to the hospital has only three floors, and each room is like a pigeon cage. Lin Yi and Liu Shuqing walked up the creaking stairs to the third floor, and saw a tall and thin girl head-on.

"Dad, cousin, I'll help you get things."

Lin Yi handed her the lightest plastic bag in his hand, "Mengmeng has grown taller."

Li Zimeng looked up at him, deer-like eyes filled with surprise and joy, then took the bag and ran away quickly.

Li Zimeng is Liu Shuqing's daughter and his cousin. Not long after Liu Shuqing married his uncle, she gave birth to this little girl. Unfortunately, the uncle died of a heart attack when the child was five years old. After that, Liu Shuqing has been alone Raising children, never married again.

Because Liu Shuqing is male, generally Lin does not call him "aunt", but uncle.

"Hey, what's the use of growing taller? It's just as worrying."

"Teens, there should always be a rebellious period." Lin Yi said.

The dry air in the north makes the wooden boards extremely brittle. When Lin Yi pushed open the wooden door, which was so thin that only one layer remained, the first thing he saw were two messy beds, and then a woman sitting on the bed with edema all over her body. The mother who gave birth to him and raised him.

"Mom, I'm back."

"You still know how to come back?"

Li Zimeng, who entered the room, helped Li Wenya sit up straight. She raised her swollen eyelids, "I thought you didn't want me as a mother anymore."

"No." The young man whispered.

Taking out a few changes of clothes from the plastic bag, he handed them to Li Wenya with both hands, "I heard from my uncle that there are several tests to be done after being hospitalized in the afternoon, so I don't need to have an empty stomach, so I'm going to buy food now."

"I have to go when I come, you don't want to see my mother so much?"

Lin Yi sighed.

Li Wenya's current appearance is very different from the image of "mother" in Lin Yi's memory. Because of a serious heart disease, she seems to have lost at least thirty or forty catties. Her hands and fingers are swollen, and her eyes are always half-closed.

But even when she was so seriously ill, Lin Yi still felt oppressed, which made him almost out of breath.

"Let's go buy some food later. Did you see your bastard father in Beijing? He lifted him up from the mud ditch."

Li Wenya spat, "Let him rot in the ground."

Lin Yi was standing by the bed, the sound of "rustling" snowflakes could be heard from the TV as big as a box, the windows facing the street were whistling and leaking wind, the finger-wide window sills were covered with dust, the bedside table was shiny with oil, and hadn't been wiped for an unknown period of time up.

He has a headache.

"I didn't see it."

"I've been in Beijing for so many years, and I haven't seen you make a name for yourself, and you can't even see your own father."

Maybe because she felt that this scene had the comic effect of parents admonishing underage children, Li Zimeng glanced at her cousin while tidying up things with her father, but was frightened by the young man's pale face, and hurriedly lowered her head and continued to tidy up.

In the end, I couldn't have lunch in the hotel because I had to go to the hospital to register in advance and queue up for the examination.

They walked out of the cramped room, the old dilapidated small hotel has no sound insulation, what is said in the room can be heard clearly outside the door, Lin Yi walked through each room with a bag, and heard the neighbor crying and discussing Selling the house for medical treatment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

In this era when material is king, money is the only slave master.

·

"The family members of Room 26, No. 3, come here."

After completing the hospitalization procedures, just a few minutes after stepping into the ward, Lin Yi walked out again without leaving the ground, "Here we come."

The ICU in Xianxin is not one room for one person like in medical dramas, but five or six patients share a room. The narrow aisle cannot even fit a folding bed. When you walk out the door, you can see the foam placed in the corner of the corridor. Cushions, and blankets that were not folded squarely.

Lin Yi walked to the nurse's station, and the little nurse stared at his face for a few seconds, then pushed his glasses and handed him a few sheets, "There are two tests left, one this afternoon, one tomorrow morning, and one in the afternoon. Tell the patient not to eat on an empty stomach, and have surgery at ten o'clock the morning after tomorrow."

"The infusion sheet and the medication sheet are all signed in the hospital."

Lin Yi picked up a pen and signed a row of names on the form.

His uncle and cousin were taking care of the ward, and Lin Yi was not idle. Since noon, he ran back and forth between the inpatient department of the emergency department of the outpatient department, paying bills, paying fees, registering, getting test results, lunch I didn't even eat dinner, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.

When he returned to the ward, he saw that the foam cushions and blankets in the corner of the corridor had been spread out, and the family members who accompanied the bed sat on them, and some simply lay down, covering their clothes and staring at the ceiling in a daze, listening to the patients in the room. Tiny sobs of pain.

An old man sat on the cushion and looked at him for a few moments, then suddenly smiled, pointed to the cushion under him and said to him, "The small supermarket on the second floor costs 15 yuan a piece, which is very cheap."

"Thank you."

Lin Yi smiled at him, "I'll go down and have a look later."

The uncle nodded to him, and also lay down on the mat.

After entering the ward, Lin Yi went all the way to the innermost bed.

His mother was sitting on the bed and taking a nap. Because of the abdominal fluid, she couldn't lie down and sleep normally. Lin Yi took out a blanket to cover her, and sat down on the chair, feeling tired.

"Just now the doctor said that it would be better to replace my medicine with imported ones." Li Wenya suddenly opened her eyes.

Lin Yi rubbed the center of his brows, got up and poured a glass of warm water to Li Wenya and passed it over, "You haven't slept. Then change it, I'll sign the form and pay the fee later."

The targeted drug used to treat heart failure is about 2 yuan a month. A few years ago, when he just graduated, he was not included in the medical insurance. For imported medicine, it costs almost 6 yuan a month to take the medicine, and there is no medical insurance.

"En." Li Wenya nodded and took the water glass.

"Sister, your son is really filial."

It was eight or nine o'clock, and the curtains between most of the hospital beds hadn't been drawn yet. A middle-aged woman next to them suddenly spoke to them.

"It's just me, if he doesn't show filial piety to me, who will he be filial to?"

The woman brushed her dull and yellow hair, and sat on the bed like Li Wenya, with no one to accompany her, "My son can only play games and is idle. I have no skills, and neither do men. If you can’t afford it, you’ll have to break it into two pieces to eat these two days.”

She looked at Lin Yi, her cloudy eyes sparkled, "Your son is so kind."

Li Wenya didn't drink the warm water, straightened her back slightly, "No, I graduated from the National People's University, and now I'm working in finance in Beijing."

"Eldest sister, how did you educate me? If I survive to go back alive, I will educate my son well."

"beat!"

There are a bunch of wires attached to Li Wenya's body. The curves on the instrument are red, green, and green. Lin Yi doesn't quite understand it, but he knows that the line indicating the heart rate is obviously higher.

"I grew up fighting him, he has to be ruthless, if he is not ruthless, he will be obedient!"

The woman was a little stunned, and responded a few times in embarrassment, and then asked after a while: "Where is your husband? Is there something wrong? The son follows his father, and your husband seems to be very handsome."

Li Wenya's expression changed instantly.

She didn't even look at the woman again, and immediately ordered Lin Yi to close the curtain to block the woman tightly.

"Lin Yi, come here."

Li Wenya put down the cup in her hand and greeted Lin Yi.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

Lin Yi bent down, only to hear Li Wenya whisper in his ear: "Don't talk to women in the house, you can't even afford medicine and you ask everything, you are not of the same class as us, you really don't know how to flatter you."

Lin Yi was silent for a moment, and responded vaguely.

"Mom, the diuretic injection is about to take effect, and I have to get up every two hours tonight, so you should go to bed first."

Li Wenya let out two dissatisfied gasps from her throat, half-sitting and leaning against the wall, closing her eyes and breathing slowly and evenly.

Lin Yi helped her tuck the corner of the quilt.

Obviously seriously ill, but I can still think so much in my heart, I don't know if it is good or bad.

Recalling his childhood, he could only pull out a wry smile.

Dark, painful, depressing.

·

There are stars in the night in the north, and the sky is so dark that there is no trace of impurities.

Lin Yi has always been in a state of mental tension, plus he has to help Li Wenya get up every two hours at night, and now he is tired and unable to sleep.

He took out his phone and checked the time.

03:40

He helped his mother to the bathroom 40 minutes ago and just finished filling out the record sheet.

Two or three o'clock in the morning is the time of deep sleep. At this time, everyone is immersed in dreams, and he is the only one sitting on a chair and looking up at the window.

"Buzz"

The phone vibrated in the night, he swiped open the lock screen, and Shen Qinghao's message popped up.

Tiam: The company orders mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival. What filling do you like?

Tiam: [Stay up late cat head]

Tiam: What should I do? I can't sleep without you.

Lin Yi clenched his lower lip, holding the phone religiously and typing word by word.

Also: I like double yellow lotus seed paste.

Tiam: [shocked cat head]

Tiam: Are you still awake?

Tiam: I heard that people who like to eat lotus paste with double yellow stuffing can generally have twins because it is "double yellow".

Tiam: Okay, I won't talk anymore, you go to sleep.

Also: good.

To him, he is a warm current pouring into Frozen Harbor.