The old man let go of his son's hand and stood motionless in front of the hospital bed. He still needed a process of adaptation.
It wasn't until he felt he could stand firmly that he lifted his feet and took a gentle step forward.
With just one step, the old man's body was trembling, as if he would fall down at any time. You can imagine how weak his body had become.
No one knew what Xie Qingfeng's intention was in asking the old man to do this, but they did not stop him.
But the young man saw his father clenching his teeth, seemingly exerting all his strength, but he was still like a fallen leaf, ready to fall to the ground at any time. He couldn't help but wanted to rush over and hold him.
But Xie Qingfeng, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed his shoulder directly.
"Believe in your father, he can do it!" Xie Qingfeng said softly.
The old man stood there for a while, perhaps because he had exhausted all his strength to recover, but a scene that surprised everyone appeared. When the old man continued to take steps, he was obviously more calm than the last time.
step!
Two steps!
Three steps!
It wasn't until he reached the fourth step that the old man stopped. But at this time, he seemed to have found a way to adjust his balance. Even if his strength was exhausted, he no longer felt like he was about to fall down at any time.
"What's going on? It was clear before..."
"You ask me, who am I going to ask? I'm confused too, okay!"
The young doctor in the audience would never have imagined that the turning point would come so quickly. He was still a terminally ill patient just now, but after taking a few steps alone, his health had improved significantly.
"I just thanked Director for asking him to leapfrog. Now he has only taken two steps, which is still far from enough."
"Can he really reach the level of frog leaping?"
Suddenly, many people were still skeptical. After all, frog jumping is a strenuous exercise, and some normal people who are weak may not be able to do it.
After several more rounds of marching, the old man's pace became more and more steady. Finally, he slowly squatted down.
"Abo, jump!"
"Jump up!" Xie Qingfeng followed and encouraged.
Plop!
The old man pushed his legs hard, swung his arms back, and jumped out of the ground. However, this time, the old man did not jump very far or high before he fell directly to the ground.
The young man quickly helped his father up, "Dad, how are you..."
"I'm fine...I can still keep dancing..." the old man said.
The young man also noticed the changes in the old man's body and quickly got out of the way.
Hey!
The old man put his hands on the ground, roared, and suddenly exerted force.
This time, the old man did not fall. Although the jump only covered a short distance, the doctors, people and media in the audience couldn't help but applaud.
"Old man, come on!"
"Old man, you are the best!"
The old man was also very happy and wanted to smile, but his smile was covered by deep wrinkles and was almost not noticed by anyone.
The old man kept exerting force and jumping, making great progress every time.
Of course Xie Qingfeng, who had been following him, would not only have this requirement for the old man. He saw that the old man's condition was getting better and better, and he became colder.
"Abo, you need to spread your legs and jump far away..."
"Keep dancing..."
"do not stop!"
I don’t know how many times the old man jumped and fell down, but Xie Qingfeng’s demands on him became higher and higher, and the weak strength in the old man’s body had long been exhausted.
He is still able to persevere now because Xie Qingfeng has not given up on him, and he does not want to let Xie Qingfeng down!
"Keep dancing, take bigger steps."
"You have to believe that you can do it!"
Everyone was a little worried that Xie Qingfeng had spoiled the old man. Only a limited number of people in the field understood Xie Qingfeng's intentions, and they were also worried in their hearts.
The old man started to cheer.
The old man continued to dance, exceeding the limit again and again.
finally....
When he used up his last bit of energy and bravely jumped out into the distance, his abdomen squirmed. Before his body even hit the ground, some filthy things spurted out of his mouth in an instant.
The vomited filth is a dark, sticky substance with a strong stench.
Many people who were close by and encouraging the elderly suddenly started retching when they smelled the smell.
At this time, Xie Qingfeng's face finally showed a smile.
"Spit it out and the treatment will be much easier..."
The young man was not afraid of the stench, and seemed immune to it. He ran directly to the old man's side and kept slapping him on the back.
"Dad...how are you..."
The old man had no way to answer. Every time he opened his mouth, the filth in his body surged up, becoming stronger and more heartbreaking each time.
The dark, sticky substance accumulated like a hill, and the old man's abdomen was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, the old man even vomited a dark red blood clot.
It was only then that the old man finally calmed down.
"Take your father aside and take a rest." Xie Qingfeng said to the young man.
The young man nodded heavily. Although there was ecstasy on his face, he still wanted to ask, "Doctor, my father's illness..."
Xie Qingfeng said directly, "Don't worry, your father is fine."
"Thank you doctor..."
"Thank you, doctor..." Although the young man had already guessed the result, when he actually confirmed it from Xie Qingfeng's mouth, he still couldn't restrain his excitement.
He wanted to kneel down to Xie Qingfeng to express his gratitude, but fortunately Xie Qingfeng held him directly with both hands.
"Don't be like this, I am a doctor, and it is my bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded!" Xie Qingfeng said with a smile.
This sentence happened to be captured by a group of media, and they were already editing in their minds how to promote it on tomorrow's front page.
After the young man helped the old man sit on the hospital bed, Xie Qingfeng warned him again, "Don't eat randomly in the future."
"There will be a next time, and no one can save you."
The old man's illness was food poisoning. Perhaps at the beginning, the illness was not too serious and no attention was paid to it. But over the years, the toxins in his body became more and more serious, but he could not get rid of them. Finally, the toxins eroded his body.
Whole body, destroying the balance of the entire body.
After the endocrine disorder, the acne that developed turned into thick sores, and finally became incurable.
The old man nodded humbly, "I will never eat randomly again..."
Xie Qingfeng glanced with some sympathy, and he roughly guessed the reason why the old man ate randomly.
It can be seen from the clothes and other aspects of their father and son that they are too poor and may not even be able to guarantee that they will have enough to eat every day.
What should I do if I’m hungry?
Can only...
"Dean Dong..." Xie Qingfeng shouted.
Of course Dong Fangji understood what Xie Qingfeng meant. He walked over and said directly, "Doctor Xie, don't worry, our Shencheng Hospital will be responsible for all subsequent treatment costs."
"but....."
"But what?" Xie Qingfeng said with a slight frown.
"I beg Dr. Xie to take some time to summarize the characteristics and solutions of this disease and form a case. I will let all the doctors in the hospital learn from it..."
"You are looking for trouble for me..." Xie Qingfeng said with a stern face.
Dong Fangji looked disappointed, but before he could recover, he heard Xie Qingfeng say again.