Chapter 599 Taboo
Jiang Feng knew the news of Sun Guanyun's death at around 6 o'clock in the morning on the 16th. For no other reason than Sun Jikai called Jiang Weiguo to inform Jiang Weiguo of the incident, Jiang Feng was sitting next to Jiang Weiguo having breakfast.
Jiang Weiguo is a person who believes that you must eat well when you are sick. When the five brothers Jiang Jiankang were young, what they wanted most was to be sick, because they could make any requests for food during their illness.
As long as the doctor allows the old man to do it, they can eat their dreams.
When his third brother was sick, how could Jiang Weiguo have the heart to let Jiang Weiming eat the hospital meals or eat Jiang Weiming's love meals? He was naturally responsible for Jiang Weiming's three meals during this special period.
As Jiang Feng was the best choice to deliver food, he could also take advantage of it and eat some together.
Jiang Weiguo's expression was not very good when he answered the phone, and his expression became even more solemn after hanging up the phone. Jiang Feng noticed the change in his grandfather's mood immediately.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Jiang Feng asked, holding the hot soy milk made and sweetened by Jiang Weiguo himself, chewing Grandma Jiang's love pancakes in his mouth.
"Old man Sun left last night." Jiang Weiguo said, putting down the chopsticks in his hands.
Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Is it...Grandpa Sun Guanyun?"
There was silence in the dining room.
"What happened? Why do you and your grandson look like this? By the way, I've already packed breakfast. Don't send it wrong when Xiaofeng takes it to the hospital later. In the white lunch box is your third grandpa's breakfast. The blue lunch box is breakfast for Director Zhong, and the other light yellow lunch box is breakfast for you, Uncle Jiang. Don't get confused. The things inside are different." Grandma Jiang came out with a bowl of rice.
Seeing that the two of them were still silent, Grandma Jiang asked, "What's going on? Sound the sonar, don't scare anyone. What happened?"
Jiang Feng swallowed, finding it hard to digest the news: "Grandpa Sun Guanyun left early this morning."
Grandma Jiang was stunned and speechless. She stood there with the rice in her hand for a long time before she walked back to the dining table and sat down. She glanced at Jiang Weiguo and wanted to say something but didn't say anything.
After sitting at the dining table for a while, until the rice was no longer steaming, Grandma Jiang said: "Old man, everyone has their own destiny, don't think too much about it."
"Don't think much about it, let's eat." Jiang Weiguo started eating again and glanced at Jiang Feng, "Eat quickly. After eating, go to the hospital to deliver food to your third grandfather."
"Oh." Jiang Feng started to eat the cake with big mouthfuls, almost choking himself.
After devouring his breakfast, Jiang Feng rushed to Renyi with three lunch boxes.
When he arrived at Jiang Weiming's ward, the nurse who had taken care of Xia Mubing that Zhang Guanghang introduced to him had already arrived and was packing things. Jiang Weili was also in the ward, his face was shiny and he looked not in good spirits. It was obvious that he had not slept much last night.
"Uncle Jiang, I'm here to bring you breakfast. You go and wash your face. After breakfast, go to the rental house next to you to sleep. Come back when you are full of energy." Jiang Feng advised.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang, just let me take care of you here. You can go back and rest first." The nurse agreed.
Jiang Wengsheng nodded listlessly in agreement, got up and went to the toilet to wash up.
After half a day of taking care of her, he realized that he had no talent for taking care of others. Personal care of Master has to be left to professionals, such as caregivers, or his wife who cannot buy a plane ticket and has to buy a train ticket to arrive at night.
The young man in the bed next door has woken up and is having breakfast. The hospital life has made him develop a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.
"Aunt Zhu, this white lunch box belongs to my third grandfather, and the light yellow one belongs to Uncle Jiang. Please take care of it." Jiang Feng took out the lunch box from the plastic bag and said, turning to look at the person who was lying on the bed early in the morning. Jiang Weiming, who was watching TV with his neck bent, said, "Grandpa Third, I will go to the emergency room to deliver food to Director Zhong first, and I will come back later."
"Yeah." Jiang Weiming said, staring at the TV intently.
"Grandpa Jiang, who do you think the murderer is? I think it should be the red-haired one." Jiang Feng was about to go out when he heard the young man in the bed next to him suddenly speak.
"It's not her, it's the man who appeared at the beginning." Jiang Weiming said.
"A man?" The young man still had the bun in his mouth and turned to look at Jiang Weiming with a shocked expression. He happened to see Aunt Zhu open the white lunch box to reveal the oatmeal inside, and swallowed unconsciously.
"Impossible." The young man tried his best to look away from the oatmeal and took a bite of the buns. The cabbage buns, which were oily and slightly salty, brought him back to his senses. "He looks like a soy sauce guy at first glance."
"That's him, I've seen this show." Jiang Weiming spoiled the story ruthlessly, and was helped up by Aunt Zhu to sit down and prepare to have breakfast.
"Oh." The young man was not angry even though he had been spoiled. He stared at the oatmeal porridge in front of Jiang Weiming and muttered in his heart.
It's strange, it's just oatmeal, it's so white and tasteless at first glance, why does it look so delicious? It feels much better than the buns in his mouth.
This is really weird. Could it be that I have been craving oatmeal recently? How about not eating steamed buns tomorrow morning and eating oatmeal instead?
When Jiang Feng arrived at the emergency room, Director Zhong had just arrived. He was holding a glass of soy milk and a bag of steamed buns, obviously preparing for breakfast.
"Director Zhong!" Jiang Feng walked forward quickly carrying a lunch box.
"Xiao Jiang, how is your grandpa's health now? There are no adverse reactions, right?" Director Zhong asked with a smile.
"It's good, but I don't have the strength to get out of bed and can only lie down." Jiang Feng said.
"It's normal. It will be like this for the past few days. It will be fine in two days." Director Zhong nodded.
"I'm here to deliver food to my third grandpa. My grandpa said that it was thanks to you that my third grandpa was rescued this time. You are my third grandpa's lifesaver. We have nothing else to thank, so my grandpa When I was making breakfast, I made an extra one and asked me to bring it to you. As long as you are in the hospital, you don’t have to go out to eat. I will deliver all three meals to you. Anyway, it’s a good idea to stop by. " Jiang Feng. said with a smile.
"I'm so sorry, I'm really troubling you." Director Zhong said polite words, but his body honestly put down the soy milk and steamed buns.
He knew Jiang Feng's craftsmanship very well, and he also knew a little about the Jiang family's situation. If Jiang Feng gave him other things, he would definitely not accept them, but three meals a day.
If his brain doesn't accept it, his tongue and stomach are the first to say no.
"Xiao Jiang, your third grandfather's age is also here. Judging from the current situation, the rescue was timely and there were no obvious sequelae. However, we must pay attention to this in the future. As the old man gets older, he must be careful in all aspects. This You should also pay attention to your diet, let me make a list for you, and be a little more careful when delivering meals to your family.”
"Especially salty food, you must not eat it. Use less salt when cooking. The recovery of myocarditis is very important, so don't be careless." Director Zhong warned.
Jiang Feng nodded, and immediately thought of Jiang Weiming's portion of eggs last night, and decided to remind Jiang Weiming when he went back later that even if he encouraged his apprentice, he could not risk his life to encourage him.
"Sorry to trouble you." Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Feng stayed in the emergency room for a few more minutes, and after getting the list given to him by Director Zhong, he returned to the inpatient department, preparing to chat with Jiang Weiming for a while before leaving.
On the way here, he received a WeChat message from Jiang Yong. Their family had booked a flight from Shanghai to Peking at 8 o'clock this morning, and expected to arrive at the hospital at noon.
Xu Cheng gave Jiang Yong a long vacation so that he could concentrate on taking care of Jiang Weiming, but Jiang Xiaoran and Lin Juan didn't have such a generous boss. They only asked for two days and had to go back tomorrow.
Jiang Feng did not plan to tell Jiang Weiming the news of Sun Guanyun's death now, but planned to tell him in two days. Jiang Weiming had just been brought back from hell. Even though he and Sun Guanyun were not familiar with each other, they had some contact with each other. He would probably be somewhat shocked when he suddenly heard the news of his death.
Jiang Weiguo's state at the dinner table this morning made Jiang Feng realize that to them, the old man's death might just be death. But for elderly people like Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo, who are very close to death or even close to death, the death of the old man is a reminder.
It's even more of a blow.
No matter what the reason is, they will think more and worry more than Jiang Feng.
Jiang Weiming is not suitable to receive any blow now.
Thinking about what to say to Jiang Weiming later, Jiang Feng walked into the ward and saw Jiang Weiming silently drinking porridge, while the young man in the bed next to him was staring longingly at the oatmeal porridge in his bowl for some reason.
The look and expression are very familiar.
"Grandpa Third, how does the oatmeal taste? Is it okay? Is it cold?" Jiang Feng asked. He glanced around the ward and found that Jiang Weili had left, and the light yellow lunch box had been washed and placed on the table. superior.
"It's not cold, it's warm, just right." Jiang Weiming said, "Did your grandpa cook the porridge today?"
"Yes, Grandpa said that he will be responsible for all your meals from now on." Jiang Feng took out the list that Director Zhong had just written for him and showed it to Jiang Weiming, "Grandpa Third, this is what Director Zhong wrote specifically for you. A reminder about food during the period.”
"You see, here it is specifically emphasized not to eat too much salty food, so it is best for you to eat light food in the future." Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Weiming squinted his eyes and glanced at the place Jiang Feng pointed at, nodded without any special reaction.
"Don't eat salty food!" Jiang Feng reminded tactfully, but Jiang Weiming still had no reaction.
Seeing that Jiang Weiming couldn't react, Jiang Feng had no choice but to get straight to the point: "For example, the lotus eggs that Uncle Jiang made for you last night were so salty that you must not eat them. Of course, Uncle Jiang didn't mean it, he must have Did you get distracted while doing it or something? In the same way, I know his usual cooking skills, and he will definitely not make such abnormal dishes, but even if it is to encourage Mr. Jiang, I can't eat it. No matter what, your body is the most important, and your health should be the priority in everything. .”
Jiang Weiming was stunned and nodded: "Oh, I will pay attention."
Then he continued to drink porridge with his head down.
Seeing Jiang Weiming say this, Jiang Feng felt relieved and went on to talk about other things. (End of chapter)