Chapter 393 Sickness has its benefits
Ning Weimin is sick.
Maybe it’s because good people are not rewarded.
Who made him pretend to be a hero even though he was shivering from the cold last night?
I insisted on wearing wet clothes all the time, and gave up the bathtub filled with hot water and the only set of clean dry clothes to Qu Xiao.
Or maybe evildoers are rewarded.
Who let him first deceive the Qu family’s parents with his glib words?
Then when he left the Qu family, he made a clever excuse to tease other girls.
On the grounds that it is inconvenient for me to keep it myself, I actually want to "keep it for you" and not allow others to return the pearl jewelry.
Anyway, not long after he returned home after solving the Qu family's problem, Ning Weimin quickly experienced what it means to be "illnessed like a mountain", as if he had been possessed by a ghost.
First, I had a sore throat, an itchy nose, and the eight yuan a pound of tea no longer tasted good.
Then I had a headache and felt nauseous after eating.
As a result, at night, I suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, and even had chills.
When I took my temperature, it was actually thirty-nine degrees two!
I had no choice but to go to the hospital overnight and go to the emergency department and ask for a dialysis injection.
However, the night shift doctor refused to give it. He said that the temperature was not 40 degrees and there were no signs of pneumonia. It was probably just wind-chill gastroenteritis, so he only prescribed intramuscular injections.
Thankfully, this kid has a useful mouth!
Despite having a high fever, Ning Weimin was still able to tell an emotional story about how he had an urgent mission and had to work overtime tomorrow and weekend, so he must not delay his work.
The doctor was so moved that he had just watched the movie "Middle Age" and thought he was a pillar of the country like the movie's protagonist Lu Wenting, who sacrifices herself for the public good.
I am really embarrassed not to give him a diaphragm.
This allowed him to escape the needle on the "tip of his buttocks" and quickly lower the temperature in the most comfortable way.
After the dialysis needle was hung up, the next day, this guy shamelessly ran back to No. 2 Courtyard of Shan'er Hutong and sold himself as a miserable person.
He can think openly and love whoever he wants. Nothing is as valuable as his own life.
It’s better to stay away from the phone, lie down on the bed with your mouth open, sleep soundly all day, and take good care of your little plastic body.
Needless to say, Kang Shude, who had to go to work on Sunday, was angry and distressed when he saw his apprentice.
What's annoying is that this kid doesn't know how to come back on weekdays.
People all over the world have almost completely forgotten about him as their master.
I know that when he comes back, he still has to serve him.
What is distressing is that my apprentice’s face is sallow and his medical appearance is really serious.
Having come back in such a state shows that you still know that this is your home, and it is not easy to die without saving him.
So it's like "a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own straw nest".
What is "remember to eat but not to fight, the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten".
Some nonsense like "I committed evil in my previous life and I owe you, kid...".
Although the old man threw it away, he kept criticizing me.
But the old man still shouldered the obligations of a father at this moment.
Just like taking care of his own son, he made a bed for Ning Weimin and boiled a pot of boiling water.
Then I went to the kitchen and made a bowl of pimple soup using dried shrimp skin, tomatoes, eggs and mixed noodles.
Until I watched this white-eyed wolf apprentice eat, take medicine, and lie down to sleep.
The old man just put away the dishes and hurriedly left to go to work.
So Ning Weimin is really blessed to have such a master in his life.
Don't look at this bowl of shrimp and rice dumpling soup, it is just ordinary, and there is no tender mutton, and it is short of coriander,
but because there is a strong family affection in it, for him at this time , undoubtedly more precious than a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas in a Beijing hotel.
Actually, he was not really asleep when he was lying on the bed.
As soon as Kang Shude pushed his bicycle away, his tears could not help but flow down silently, soaking the pillow towel.
At this moment, he realized a truth.
There are not many things that people really need, especially for a sick person.
No matter how much wealth you have, it is far less useful than a few words of nagging from people who care about you, nor as useful as a bowl of plain pimple soup.
Yes, being sick is definitely not a good thing, but being sick is not all bad.
At least it can make people reflect on themselves, see the essence of life, and understand how important it is to take care of their loved ones and family relationships.
In recent times, Master Luo is actually the one who has the deepest feelings in this regard.
Because he was also ill and suffered from severe lumbar muscle strain.
This is the root cause of his illness accumulated over time at work.
The main symptoms are swelling and pain in the waist or lumbosacral region, which recurs repeatedly. The pain can change with climate changes or degree of exertion.
If fatigue increases during the day, it will be relieved after rest.
But the problem is that it is not easy to cure, and it is sometimes mild and sometimes severe.
For Master Luo, who has a short temper, this disease is not only painful but also very troublesome.
Because even though he is a workshop director, if he does not take the lead and rush to the front during production, how can the workers be motivated?
But it hurts when he does work, whether he sits or stands for a long time, or holds heavy objects or lifts from a bent position to an upright position.
In addition, as he is getting older, his recovery ability is getting worse day by day, and his body and bones cannot bear it at all. Gritting his teeth and working hard all day will turn him into a bedridden patient, and it will be difficult for him to even get out of bed.
Even he said it himself, he was only in his early fifties, but he was almost like a loser.
It’s no use even going to the hospital, and the doctor has no quick cure.
The only thing that can be done is to give him an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs and analgesics for temporary relief.
The advice given to him is that if he wants to get better, he can only take care of it slowly.
And the correct way is to use traditional Chinese medicine massage, massage and other therapies to relax the muscles and activate blood circulation.
As a result, Master Luo's life began to encounter unprecedented difficulties, and he could no longer take care of the workshop.
He can only be entrusted to his apprentice, the deputy director of the workshop, and his own son, the workshop section leader Luo Guangsheng.
But what’s even more troublesome is the inconvenience of medical treatment.
It’s okay if his waist doesn’t hurt, but when it hurts, he can’t walk. How can he go to the hospital for medical treatment?
What’s more, traditional Chinese massage is a scarce medical resource in society, and retired veteran cadres are given priority.
You have to wait in line to see a clinic. Just going there and waiting are unbearable.
His eldest son is totally beyond his reach.
Not to mention out of affection and responsibility for the factory, as well as out of my own face and self-esteem.
It was impossible for him to let Luo Guangsheng abandon the factory and spend all his time with him seeing a doctor.
So at this time, thanks to him having a young son, Luo Guangliang's benefits are reflected.
Luo Guangliang is in charge of himself. As long as he staggers the time, he can be on call almost at any time to meet Master Luo's needs at any time.
After he accompanied Master Luo to see the doctor several times, he stopped going to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
I spent money to find an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who had retired from a big hospital. He sent Master Luo there at the appointed time every day to receive the most professional massage treatment.
Absolute ministerial-level special treatment - dedicated person to greet you and transport by dedicated vehicle.
Although it is a tricycle, it is more considerate.
Sometimes when Master Luo feels pain, Luo Guangliang doesn't even let his father's feet touch the ground. He can directly carry Master Luo to the old Chinese medicine doctor's home on the third floor.
He also bought boxes of Tongrentang tiger bone wine for Master Luo to strengthen his father’s bones.
That’s eight yuan a bottle.
Master Luo's two taels of wine a day can consume an ordinary person's monthly salary in one month.
Not to mention, the medical effect is really remarkable.
A few weeks passed before I knew it, and Master Luo himself felt very good.
Of course I am very convinced by the old Chinese medicine practitioner and I am extremely grateful.
But the old Chinese doctor is a virtuous person.
While I am happy for Master Luo, I am also unwilling to take all the credit for Luo Guangliang.
He said to Master Luo, "My medical skills only account for a small half of the credit. What really made you recover so quickly is that you have a good son."
"It is said that there is no filial son before a long-term illness. I have seen this kind of thing many times. There are not many family members of patients who can do this to your son. I can only say that you are blessed!"
"I pick you up like this, accompany you, wait for you, spend a lot of money to see a doctor for you, and buy you tiger bone wine to drink. It's rare."
Master Luo is happy, but this After all, it was his problem, so he couldn't help but shake his head and complain.
"You don't know. Of my two sons, this one is the least promising. He went astray and got in. Our boss is busy with big things in the factory, so he can't take care of me. This Until now, I don’t have a serious job, I just work outside all day long, whether I don’t mention it or not...”
Unexpectedly, the old Chinese doctor laughed.
"You are such a funny person. Of your two sons, the promising one can't accompany you, but you feel good about it. The unpromising one has to serve you every day, but you don't like it? Are the children unjust?"
< br>"In fact, in my opinion, any of your sons is good. A promising son is raised by the country. A unpromising child is kept for yourself. Think carefully about whether this is the truth. Son?”
“Listen to my advice, be content, and look at the merits of your child. It’s great to be with your son, who is strong and caring, and is so willing to spend money on you. I envy you.”
“When I look at people, one thing is that filial piety comes first. Think about it, no matter how bad a person is, he can be so bad. Go? "
There is a saying that the beholder is clear.
It was the words of the old Chinese medicine doctor that illuminated Master Luo's heart.
Since these days, he has actually been thinking about it for a long time.
Sometimes at night my back hurts, and I can’t help but think about my little son’s kindness to me.
I feel that raising children is indeed a way to prevent old age. Tears often wet the pillow under my head.
But it was his consistent strength and self-esteem that made it difficult for him to pull out the thorn in his heart.
But this time it was different. The words of the old Chinese doctor made his heart feel like a knife.
Prompted him to look at this son whom he had long given up hope in from a more fair perspective.
So while Ning Weimin was drinking pimple soup,
Master Luo, who came out of the old Chinese medicine doctor's home, was holding on to the stairs and his son's hands as he went downstairs.
Also gave Luo Guangliang a surprise.
"It's Sunday today. Let's have dinner with your family at noon before leaving. Your eldest brother and sister-in-law are here today. Our whole family hasn't sat down to eat together for a long time. Let your mother bake pancakes and spread eggs for us. I also want to hear what you said. "Dad! Are you willing to forgive me?"
Luo Guangliang immediately grabbed Master Luo's hand with both hands. arm.
As far as I can remember, this was the first time that his own father, who was unwilling to even look at him, showed tenderness to him since he came back.
(End of this chapter)