In summer like autumn

As the start date of the documentary approached and various tasks were in full swing, Xia Yuhui had to return to Beijing to attend an important preparatory meeting.At this time, it was half a month before Wen Qiu's attending doctor arrived in Shanghai. At this juncture, Xia Yuhui didn't want to leave Wen Qiu's side at all.

Wen Qiu had been deeply involved in the preparatory work and knew that this was a big project for which many people had worked for several years, so he advised Xia Yuhui not to drag down the overall progress because of personal affairs.

"This is not a personal matter. Your operation is the top priority for me now." Xia Yuhui said.

Wen Qiu pulled the clothes on his shoulders and looked at Xia Yuhui: "I stayed in the hospital for more than half a month, my parents brought some delicious food all day long, and Zhiqiu accompanied me to relieve my boredom on weekends, doctor The nurses also took good care of me, and my condition has stabilized a lot now. Don’t you think I don’t have any headaches recently? You really don’t have to worry so much.”

Although what Wen Qiu said was reasonable, Xia Yuhui was still worried: "But I said that I will stay with you until after the operation."

"I heard that the doctor won't come until next month? It's the same when you go back to Shanghai after the meeting." Seeing his confused face, Wen Qiu persuaded him in another way, "When you come back, I'm celebrating your birthday."

This trick really worked. When Xia Yuhui heard that Wen Qiu was going to celebrate his birthday, his eyes lit up a little: "That's right, you said you wanted to celebrate it for me the year before last, but I couldn't get out of it on the day before my birthday." This year, I am sure that my birthday will be free, you wait for me, and I will take you out of the hospital on that day, let's celebrate!"

When Xia Yuhui said this, he never thought that Wen Qiu's condition had developed to the point where he could die at any time.

He did not wait for surgery.

He didn't wait for Xia Yuhui's birthday either.

He couldn't even wait for Xia Yuhui to return to Shanghai, even though the preparatory meeting was only held for two days.

Wen Qiu thought that the surgery was coming soon, so he concealed his illness from everyone, and it was better to have one less thing than one more thing, so as to save everyone from worrying about him.

In fact, lately he has been waking up every day with a severe headache, sleeping less and more restlessly, and waking up earlier and earlier.

When Wen Liping delivered lunch and dinner to him, she found her son's tired face and couldn't help feeling a little worried.Wen Qiu always comforted her that she was fine.Although Wen Liping was anxious in her heart, she felt that she was living in the hospital after all, with professional doctors taking care of her, so nothing serious would happen anyway.

At noon that day, Wen Liping took care of her son for lunch and then left, leaving Wen Qiu to rest in the ward.

Wen Qiu sat on the bed, just picked up the book, but couldn't help looking out the window.

He hasn't gone out for a long time, and at some point, the sun has already brought the breath of early summer.

The nurse came in for a routine ward round and found that this young man who loves to read didn't read a book at noon today, but was looking at the scenery outside the window.

"Xiao Wen?" The nurse smiled, "Why aren't you arguing about reading today?"

Wen Qiu laughed and said, "I'm a little tired today, I want to rest for a while."

The nurse knew that Wen Qiu hadn't had a good rest recently, so she came to help him adjust the bed to a suitable position, watched him lie down, and tucked the quilt for him: "If your head doesn't hurt, it's better to take the time to rest."

"Today, I may sleep a little longer." Wen Qiu smiled at the nurse.

The nurse nodded: "I don't want to disturb you. You can take your medicine later today, so you can sleep well. ——If you feel uncomfortable, just ring the bell."

"Got it, thank you."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Wen Qiu closed his eyes.

The sun is so nice today.

Wen Qiu sighed in his heart.

Even when Wen Qiu closed his eyes, he could still remember the sunlight passing through the leaves, making him feel as if he had returned to the summer when he was 15 years old.

The sun was so good that day.

Shines through the cracks in the leaves.

Landed on a bench by the side of the square.

It landed on Xia Yiqun's young face.

fall in my heart.

From then on, I will never forget it.

Wen Qiu smiled peacefully, and passed away quietly in this warm afternoon.

The nurse felt that Wen Qiu had slept for a long time today, which was somewhat unusual, and when she checked in the ward, she was surprised that the young man was cold all over.

Wen Liping fainted on the spot when she received a call from the hospital in the company.The person next to her quickly called an ambulance, while her acquainted colleague checked her phone contacts, trying to call Li Cheng, but no one answered.

Wen Liping had to work overtime this afternoon, so she asked her husband to deliver dinner to Wen Qiu.Li Cheng and Wen Liping finished talking on the phone, thinking that Li Zhiqiu was going to have violin lessons tonight, so he simply prepared some more food, first went to the preschool to pick up his youngest son from school, and then drove directly to the hospital, where the father and son settled for dinner together. By the way, it can also let Li Zhiqiu talk with Wen Qiu to relieve boredom.

When Wen Liping's colleague called Li Cheng, Li Cheng happened to leave his mobile phone in the car.He locked the car door, held the insulated box in one hand, and Li Zhiqiu in the other, and walked towards the building of the inpatient department.

Li Cheng lowered his head and told Li Zhiqiu: "When you get to the hospital, you must be obedient and don't make any noise."

"I know, my brother is sick and needs to rest, I won't disturb him, I have to take care of him." Li Zhiqiu nodded sensiblely, "I promised Brother Yuhui that when he is not in Shanghai, I will take care of him for him. "

"Since you are here to take care of brother, can you take my brother's dinner?" Li Cheng handed the thermos box to Li Zhiqiu, "Comrade Xiao Li, be sure to hold on, there is soup in it, don't spill it."

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Li Zhiqiu got the order, and quickly brought the insulated box over, holding it carefully, as if holding a baby.

When it came to the brain surgery, Li Cheng went to the nurse's station as usual, intending to ask Wen Qiu how he was doing today.He was familiar with the nurses who usually took care of Wen Qiu, but none of them were here today.In fact, there are fewer nurses than usual at the nursing station today.

Li Cheng stopped an unfamiliar nurse who was about to go out: "Hi, I'm a family member of a patient in Ward 301..."

Hearing what he said, the nurse stopped immediately: "Are you a family member of 301? Have you brought the patient's household registration book and ID card?"

"What about... the household registration book and ID card?" Li Cheng was at a loss.When my wife called in the afternoon, apart from telling me to bring dinner, she didn't say anything about the household registration book and ID card.

"Patient 301 has been confirmed to be dead. We have notified you on the phone just now. Please express your condolences, and I would like to trouble you to bring the patient's household registration book and ID card. After the cause of death is determined, go to the doctor to issue a death certificate. "The nurse explained to Li Cheng.

After listening to the nurse, Li Cheng's mind went blank.But he calmed down quickly, took Li Zhiqiu to sit on the bench next to the nurse's station, and told him not to run around.

After all, he is a child at heart. After entering the hospital, Li Zhiqiu was busy looking around, but he didn't hear the conversation between the nurse and his father.Seeing his father took him to sit on the bench with a serious face, and turned to walk away, Li Zhiqiu became anxious: "Dad?"

Li Cheng turned around, he didn't know how to explain life and death to his youngest son.He squatted down in front of Li Zhiqiu: "Dad has to do something very important now, and needs your help. Can you help me?"

Li Zhiqiu nodded.

"Before I come back, you sit here and don't go anywhere, can you do it?" Li Cheng patted his son's thin shoulder.

"But my brother's dinner..."

"Listen to Dad, sit here and don't move."

After Li Cheng said this, he hurried away, his back disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving only the young Li Zhiqiu sitting in the dim light of the hospital corridor at a loss, holding an insulated box.

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