Chapter 109 The Lonely Zhang Pinggui (The last day of April, please give me a monthly ticket)

Warm April.

Huang Su came out of the post office, and the afternoon sun shone on his body, making him feel warm and comfortable.

While this afternoon shift is work, Huang Su will mail the gifts prepared by his parents, Yan Bing, Yan Bing's parents and teachers. He bought Zhang Yiyuan's tea for his parents, teachers and Yan Bing's parents, and Yan Bing's parents.

It is Ruifengxiang's summer silk women's clothing.

Time flies so fast. Huang Su has been studying in Beijing for almost a month. He has taken off his heavy winter clothes and put on a light spring clothes.

This season is when Shaoyin Junhuo is gradually taking shape, and it is time to start replenishing the human heart and kidney yang energy. In April, May and June, people with yang deficiency should participate in outdoor exercises and use Shaoyin Junhuo to supplement it.

Body yang energy.

After entering the internal medicine office, Huang Su and the doctor in the morning shift finished their work, put on a white coat and walked out of the office and started routine rounds.

After the rounds, Huang Su did not rush back to the office, but walked towards Zhang Pinggui's ward.

In the past half a month, this has become a habit of flavin. After every round check, I will return to Zhang Pinggui's ward and stay with him for a while.

Walking into the ward, Zhang Pinggui sat up, leaning against two pillows behind him. The dark yellow skin on his body had turned into medium yellow. His spirit improved a lot, but his body was still weak.

Having such a severe acute illness and being able to recover so quickly shows how good the old man is.

The nurse Xiao Xiao was sitting by the bed and peeling apples for Zhang Pinggui. The nurse hired by Cheng Jianguo was indeed very responsible and has taken care of Zhang Pinggui very well in the past half month.

Seeing Huang Su come in, Zhang Pinggui greeted enthusiastically: "Doctor Huang, you are here again!"

Zhang Pinggui looked very happy when he saw Huang Su coming in, but complained: "Dr. Huang, when will I be discharged from the hospital, I am almost suffocated to death in the hospital."

His eyes kept glancing at the family opposite who were packing things and preparing to be discharged from the hospital.

Opposite is an old lady with high lung fever who was moved in a few days ago. She has recovered and is about to be discharged from the hospital today.

Looking at the family full of children and grandchildren, Zhang Pinggui's eyes never moved away, and his face was full of envy.

Feng Su walked to the bedside and said, "If you want to be discharged from the hospital, you have to wait until your jaundice fades."

Xiao Xiao handed Huang Su a stool.

Huang Su gently supported Zhang Pinggui to lie down beside the bed, and sat down and reminded: "You are still very weak and cannot sit for a long time."

"I always lie down like this, and my back is stiff."

Although Zhang Pinggui lay down very cooperatively, his eyes were still looking at the busy family facing the bed, and his eyes never left the little girl running and jumping among the adults.

Seeing Zhang Pinggui's appearance, Huang Su could only sigh. He had been cured by the disease he had on his body, but he could not cure the disease in his heart.

Not long after, the clinical family had packed up their things and was ready to be discharged from the hospital.

Zhang Pinggui took the initiative to say goodbye and said, "My sister Lin, let's go!"

"Brother Zhang, I'll leave first. I wish you a speedy recovery and discharge from the hospital." Old Mrs. Lin responded, and then said goodbye to Huang Su: "Doctor Huang, I'll leave first."

Huang Su also responded: "Aunt Lin, go slowly!"

At this time, Huang Su felt that someone was pulling his clothes, and turned around and saw Zhang Pinggui holding his white coat with one hand and pointing at a bear bag left under the hospital bed with the other hand.

"Aunt Lin, you have something left."

Huang Su walked over and picked up the bear bag on the ground, calling out Aunt Lin’s family who had not yet walked out of the ward.

"My bear shoulder bag."

The little girl saw the shoulder bag on Huang Su's hand, touched her body without her beloved bear bag, and hurried to Huang Su's side to take the bear bag.

"Thank you, Dr. Huang!" Old Mrs. Lin first thanked Huang Su, and then said to her granddaughter: "Isn't thank you uncle yet!"

The little girl also looked up obediently at Huang Su, and said in a slight voice: "Thank you, uncle doctor."

Huang Suguang saw that Zhang Pinggui's eyes were stuck on the little girl, as if he understood something.

Then, Huang Su squatted down, stroked the little girl's hair with one hand, and pointed at Zhang Pinggui on the bed with the other hand and said, "You should thank the grandfather on the hospital bed, which was discovered first."

The little girl ran to Zhang Pinggui's bed and said, "Thank you, grandpa!"

Zhang Pinggui trembledly stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the little girl's hair, and said in a trembling tone: "Hey, you are so good!"

After thanking, the little girl trotted all the way into the arms of Mrs. Lin.

Old Mrs. Lin smiled and looked at Zhang Pinggui, thanking him: "Brother Zhang, thank you, then we will leave first."

"My sister Lin, please go slowly."

Watching Mrs. Lin's family leave, Zhang Pinggui looked at the door for a long time.

Huang Su looked at the ward of the double room, and Zhang Pinggui was the only one left, and now he understood the old man's psychology.

Huang Su was afraid that the old man would be injured when he was exposed to the scene and had liver depression and stagnation, so he asked differently: "Old man, has Officer Cheng not come to see you these days?"

When Cheng Jianguo was mentioned, the old man felt better and said, "I just came two days ago, but he was too busy and said that there was another case recently and he was going to be busy again."

Speaking of this, the old man's mood has just become better and has become lost again.

Of course Huang Su knew that Cheng Jianguo came to visit Zhang Pinggui two days ago and stayed with the old man for a long time. This was something he asked on purpose, just to distract the old man. Unexpectedly, Officer Cheng became busy again.

Instead, it was counterproductive.

Huang Su had to change the topic and chat: "Old man, I heard that you fought the Japanese in the Northeast before. I am from the Northeast. Can you tell me your story?"

"Doctor Huang Su, you are still interested in the things you fought against in Japan. I didn't expect that there are still young people who are willing to listen to our old things."

As soon as he heard that Huang Su was about to listen to his anti-Japanese story, Zhang Pinggui's eyes were shining, and there was no depressed feeling just now, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Okay, I'll tell you a story about my wife."

Seeing Zhang Pinggui's changes, Huang Su was glad to think: This time he finally took the pulse of the old man.

Zhang Pinggui did not tell a story at first, but asked Huang Su questions: "Doctor Huang, you are from Northeast China. What season do you think the Japanese like to launch a 'mopping up' in the most."

Huang Su pondered for a while and said, "I really can't guess this, so you should always tell me."

"The Japanese like to launch a 'mopping up' before the beginning of winter. That's when their logistics is most sufficient. They will force us into the mountains and trap us with cold, heavy snow and hunger." Zhang Pinggui began to tell his own story

.

"My troops belong to General Zhao Shangzhi's Third Army of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, and have been carrying out enemy-behind struggles in Zhuhe and Tangyuan areas. Oh! By the way, Zhuhe may not know where it is, Zhuhe is the current Shangzhi. And

My name is old woman and I have been engaged in underground activities in Harbin."

"I remember that winter came very early that year. In early November, the Songhua River began to freeze. At that time, comrades from the Harbin Prefectural Committee obtained information about the Japanese invaders' "mopping up" and in order to send the information to the base area as soon as possible.

The leaders of the prefectural committee decided to take advantage of the night to cross the Songhua River and send the information to the base."

"I remember that the Prefectural Committee sent a total of five comrades with good water quality to send information. Only my old woman successfully sent the information. My old woman said that before she swam across the river, two comrades died in the river.

Later, the other two comrades died on the road because they were exhausted. Before they died, they took off the frozen clothes on their bodies to my old woman, hoping that she would wear their clothes and send the information to the base area."

After listening to the story told by Zhang Pinggui, Huang Su finally understood why the two had no children. This is a sequelae left by the perennial cold uterus. Zhang Pinggui's wife definitely did not send information in bad weather at once.

A story evoked Zhang Pinggui's memory of the years of war. The old man became very energetic and told Huang Su three stories about his anti-Japanese war.

It was not until Huang Su saw the old man's mental fatigue that he interrupted: "Old man, what you told is so vivid and wonderful. You should write the story you told into a book so that those of us born in peaceful times should not forget that passage.

history."

Zhang Pinggui lay on the hospital bed and waved his hand gently, "How can I write any books? I still have my culture in the army. I can't get it out! I can't get it out!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to write. I'll write it for you. Every day in the future, I will come to record the stories you tell."

Huang Su was so happy when he saw Zhang Pinggui telling a story. This would make the elderly forget loneliness for the time being, so as to avoid liver depression and qi stagnation again, which would be detrimental to his recovery.

"real!"

Zhang Pinggui turned his head and looked at Huang Su, his eyes full of desire.

Huang Su replied: "There is still fake. Every day I will take a notebook to record."

Hearing Huang Su's answer, Zhang Pinggui turned his head and closed his eyes and muttered: "It's so good! It's so good!"
Chapter completed!