Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

He Qiutong trotted all the way to the inpatient area of ​​the City's First Hospital. He was greeted by the pungent and unpleasant smell of disinfectant, which made him feel as if his heart was being pressed by a big stone, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

The number on the display screen in the elevator keeps rising, ding——

The 16th floor is here.

He couldn't wait to squeeze through the opening of the elevator door, and hurried to the outside of ward 1676.

The door was closed.

He Qiutong took a deep breath, and gently opened the door, but still alarmed the people inside.

A strange yet familiar man looked back at him, then turned back to talk to his mother about the topic he had interrupted just now.

The man turned his back to him, unable to see his expression clearly.But he could see his mother's expression on the verge of tears.

However, when my mother saw him by the door, she restrained the sadness on her face, although he still keenly caught something wrong.

Behind him, the nanny came over and took his shoulders into the ward.

It seemed that the previously empty mind was finally filled with oxygen and began to function.

Grandpa lay pale on the hospital bed, and his closed eyes made him look even more haggard.The quilt was almost not too protruding. Grandpa was buried under the quilt like a piece of paper, and he was thin and thin visible to the naked eye.

My mother's complexion was not very good, and her already weak body became even weaker.

She seemed to have not slept well for several days and nights, her expression was dull, and there was an uncontrollable exhaustion hidden in her eyes, as if she had aged a lot in an instant, her back was bent, and she bent her body to talk to the tall man in front of her.

With an awkward humility.

Mom beckoned lightly and told him to come over.

"Tongtong, this is your dad...you saw it when you were a child." Mom's voice was no longer soft, but an indescribably rough and dry voice, like the last cry for help from the cracked soil that had been dry for a long time .

He Qiutong: "..."

The familiar father didn't speak, He Qiutong was nervous and uncomfortable,

He looked at his mother who didn't dare to look him in the eye, then turned his head and stared at the tall man in suit and leather shoes without blinking.

He hadn't seen his dad in years, and he certainly looked like the dad he'd seen in the wedding photo by the bedside in his mother's bedroom.

It's just that after several years of polishing, this person has also undergone many changes. He is a little fatter than he looks in the photo, and the tenderness in his eyes is gone at this moment.

He Qiutong opened his mouth in vain, but his throat seemed to be stuck with super glue.

He wanted to call Dad, but couldn't.

This person is too strange, father and son should be a kind of intimate relationship, let him call a stranger father, he was at a loss for words.

But this man didn't care whether he called him or not, he touched his hair perfunctorily in front of his mother, and he used great willpower to control himself from avoiding the man's hand.

He Qiutong stood dryly on the side, his eyes fell on the grandfather lying on the hospital bed.

Grandpa's face on the hospital bed was like gold paper, even paler than the white sheets on the hospital bed.

Unknowingly, my grandfather's black hair became white, the wrinkles on his face grew like ravines that were difficult to fill, and the skin on the infusion hand was shriveled and blue veins were protruding...

Only then did he suddenly realize that this was the superhero who supported his childhood and also an old man with white hair and chicken skin.

He Qiutong's nominal father was extremely indifferent, even talking to his wife with a straight face, his voice was as cold as an arctic glacier.The topic of discussion is also impersonal money.

"All the expenses of your father's treatment are recorded in my name. I have something to do over there, so I'm leaving first."

He watched his father turn his head and walk away, the suit was so well-fitted, the tie was so straight, and the words he said were so cold.

He felt his mother's hand pinching his arm suddenly tightened, and bursts of pain came from his arm.

He Qiutong gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He knew that this pain was not caused by his mother, but by his father.

His previous fantasies about his father were like a mirror that was thrown to the ground heavily, and its final destination was to be smashed to pieces.

But He Qiutong didn't have time to take care of the broken mirror that fell on the ground and still hurt his feet.

My mother's health was not good, and my mother's mental state became worse and worse every day after my grandfather fell down.

He had to come to the hospital to help after school every day. Although he hired a nurse, he still came to the hospital every day to see his grandfather and his mother who was in bed.

The next day when he came to the hospital after school, his grandfather had already woken up, and he seemed to be in good condition, at least much better than the weak one lying on the hospital bed yesterday.

The mother sitting by the bed looked more like a terminally ill person, her complexion was even slightly dark.

His heart that had been put back in his stomach when he saw his grandpa's state raised it again when he saw his mother.

"Mom, do you want to lie down and sleep? It's fine for grandpa and my uncle the nurse to watch over here." He persuaded.

But mother didn't seem to hear what he said, and kept staring at grandpa's quilt.It took a while before I looked at him as if I suddenly came back to my senses, "Mom is fine, mom will just sit down for a while."

Mother's attitude was very stubborn, and grandpa tried to persuade him together but failed. He Qiutong knew that he couldn't be persuaded anymore, so he sighed silently.

He took two apples from the fruit basket and peeled them. The apples were so big that he couldn't hold them in his hands, so he peeled them intermittently, which was far worse than his mother's.

He suddenly remembered the way his mother taught him to peel apples.

His mother sat by the window to demonstrate to him. Under her white and dexterous hands, the apple peel meanders down, and the whole peel will not break.The sun outside the window shone in, dyeing the whole picture warm yellow.

At that time, although my mother was sick all the time, she had a gentle complexion and bright eyes.It's not as haggard and tired as it is now.

Later, grandpa fell asleep, and mother's expression eased a little until grandpa's soft snoring sounded.

He was dragged by his mother to the outside of the ward.

"Grandpa is asleep, and the nanny will take you home later." Mom bent over and whispered in his ear.

"Where's mom? Mom won't go back with me?" Grandpa's complexion looked good, and he subconsciously felt that there was nothing serious about it.So I am very puzzled about my mother's desire to accompany the bed so persistently.

"Mom is with your grandfather. Tongtong is good."

"Mom, what's wrong with grandpa?" At that time, he was not very sensible, and the world of children did not have so many twists and turns.He asked directly.

"..."

After his question, there was a moment of dead silence in the corridor outside the ward.

It took him a long time to hear his mother's answer, "I'm not seriously ill, don't worry about it so much. Go back."

Although he felt that his mother's pause just now was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it at the time.

The world of children is not that complicated. Since the mother said that it is not a serious illness, it should be fine.

In the past few days, He Qiutong has been going back and forth between school, home and the hospital. Although he is very tired, he still feels very happy every time he watches TV with his grandpa and mother in the hospital.

Except for the first time that his father came to see his grandfather in the ward, he never came again after that.

It turns out that Dad has never been a superhero who saves the world, but a cold-hearted stranger.

Grandpa's condition has always been very good, except for a little leg pain at night, I think it's nothing serious.

It's just that my mother's condition is getting worse day by day.

My mother has dark circles under her eyes that cannot be covered by anything. It seems that she hasn't slept well since her grandfather was hospitalized, and she doesn't listen to persuasion. I know if I fell asleep or not.

This situation lasted for about a week before being broken.

Grandpa really couldn't bear to see his daughter ruining his body like this, so he proposed to go home to live.

"Anyway, there's nothing serious about it. Let's go home and live there. We'll come back after surgery."

My mother reacted very strongly to this, and immediately refuted, "Dad! Don't be so self-willed, just stay in the hospital and recuperate." Mom's voice was even a little sharp, and no longer gentle.

Grandpa seemed to be startled by his daughter's sudden voice, "Isn't the old man able to jump and jump, and you don't have to be so nervous every day. I thought I had some incurable disease."

"..." Mom froze for a moment, her eyes drooped dodgingly, and she paused for a second before saying, "What are you talking about, Dad. It will definitely get better."

After that, my mother's attitude softened.Although I still don't like to go home to live with him unexpectedly, but at last I don't suffer so much every day, and sometimes I will go home with him to sleep.

At noon this day, my mother specially ordered the nanny to make black chicken soup, because grandpa will have an operation tomorrow.

It was a Saturday when grandpa had surgery, He Qiutong didn't have to go to school, and waited with his mother on the chair outside the operating room.

From the moment the red light came on during the operation, his mother grasped his hand tightly.

During the long wait, his mother did not let go. He could feel sweat dripping from the palms of the two holding each other, and he could also feel his mother's tension.He squeezed his mother's hand silently, trying to transmit his strength to his mother's body through this movement.

"It's okay." He didn't know how to comfort others at that time, so he could only whisper.

In fact, he wasn't too worried. Grandpa was very optimistic and had a good complexion.Mom also said that it was not a serious illness. He thought that grandpa should be able to go home with them after the operation, and the three of them could still enjoy the shade and play under the plane tree.

The picture in his mind is very beautiful. He thinks that a family of three is fine without a father.

The lights during the operation were turned off, and his mother pulled him to stand up.

Grandpa was pushed out by doctors and nurses while lying on the hospital bed.

The leading doctor came over, glanced at him first, and then said to his mother, "The operation was relatively successful..."

But he didn't know that this operation was the beginning of the nightmare.