The lights in the hospital are always on at night.
But tonight, the hospital was a little more lively.
The figure on the seat was holding her cell phone tightly in her hand, but she still hadn't dialed Chen Ming's number.
When he raised his head, all eyes were directed toward the emergency room.
Han Bingbing.
Last June,
Han Bingbing successfully entered the university of his choice, even made a girlfriend at school and formed a band.
His life is not like that of a child from an orphanage.
He is even happier than many children with happy families.
Now, Han Bingbing is already a sophomore student.
It's late September now.
Logically speaking, this time is not university vacation time, but Han Bingbing appeared in the hospital.
In the emergency room.
Doctors and nurses were busy, sweating profusely.
But Han Bingbing outside couldn't hear a sound inside, so he could only wait outside.
Besides Chen Ming, he is the oldest child in the orphanage.
He has matured a lot!
When encountering such an urgent matter, I no longer have the panic I had before.
But he still couldn't make up his mind.
He was wondering whether to call Chen Ming.
Others don't pay attention to Xingyu Entertainment, but Han Bingbing has always paid attention.
At the 70th anniversary carnival some time ago, Han Bingbing saw Chen Ming on TV.
Still so dazzling!
Not only that, Han Bingbing also knew that Chen Ming was preparing to film a new drama in Kyoto and would not be able to come back in a short time.
Chen Ming is busy.
He is busy with his career.
Han Bingbing knew very well that if he called him, Chen Ming would definitely buy a plane ticket and fly back overnight.
But in this case, what should we do in Kyoto?
You know, this new drama is required by the national television station.
It is much more important than any previous TV series.
The old dean had told him more than once that Chen Ming was busy, so it was better to be busy. It was a good thing for a man to have his own career. Try not to disturb him.
However, the last time the old director was hospitalized, Han Bingbing did not call Chen Ming and was slapped by Chen Ming afterwards.
This time the situation is more serious.
The old dean may not be able to survive it...
If Chen Ming was not informed, Han Bingbing did not dare to think about what would happen when Chen Ming came back.
At this moment, the lights in the emergency room finally went out.
Han Bingbing hurriedly put the phone in his pocket and stood up.
Doctors and nurses came out one after another.
"Doctor, how is my grandfather?"
Han Bingbing looked anxiously and looked into the emergency room.
Hearing this, the leading doctor was silent for a few seconds and shook his head: "We tried our best."
In an instant, Han Bingbing turned pale and collapsed on the ground.
That's what cancer is.
Once it reaches the advanced stage, it will be difficult to save it even if the gods come.
If Chen Ming hadn't been paying high medical bills for more than a year, the old dean might not have been able to survive today.
"Doctor, please go in and try again, maybe you still have a chance!"
"I beg you, I will kneel down for you!!"
Han Bingbing knelt directly in front of the doctor.
For Han Bingbing, the old dean is his elder and the person he respects the most.
But to the hospital, the old director is just one of countless farewell scenes.
After seeing too many helpless situations in the emergency room and seeing too many families collapse outside the emergency room, doctors and nurses gradually learned to get used to this atmosphere.
Life is not a novel.
There are not so many heaven-defying miracles, and there are not so many reclusive men with superb medical skills.
To put it bluntly, if a patient cannot be saved even in a large high-end hospital, don't expect to be saved elsewhere.
The doctor wanted to help Han Bingbing up, but Han Bingbing was young and very strong and couldn't pull him up.
"Go in and have a final word with the old man."
The doctor said softly.
Han Bingbing raised his head, his eyes red: "My grandpa is still here?!"
After saying that, Han Bingbing got up and rushed into the emergency room.
Looking at Han Bingbing's back, the doctor shook his head helplessly.
The old man is still here.
But that’s all for tonight.
As the saying goes, the old dean's current state is called returning to the light.
This night is the last night for the old dean.
Han Bingbing rushed to the old dean's bedside. At this time, the old dean's face no longer looked rosy.
In fact, the old dean couldn't even open his eyes.
Realizing that there was someone around him, the old dean muttered something, and Han Bingbing could barely hear it clearly until he put it close to his ear.
"Is it Bingbing?"
The voice was so low that it was inaudible.
The only one who could rush to him at this time was Han Bingbing.
Because, in the family notification column of the hospital, Han Bingbing’s mobile phone number was filled in.
Han Bingbing held the old dean's hand. It was rough and without any warmth. It felt like a skinny piece of firewood.
"Grandpa, I'm here."
Hearing this, the old dean tried his best to open his eyes, glanced at Han Bingbing, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "He's taller again and a lot stronger."
For a moment, Han Bingbing shed tears and kept rubbing the old dean's hand, trying to give him some warmth.
"Why are you crying? I have lived for so many years, that's enough."
The old dean couldn't lift his arm and could only rub Han Bingbing's palm with his fingers.
Han Bingbing kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand, but he couldn't stop the tears.
After a while, the old dean's voice became even lower.
"Bingbing, when I leave, give Chen Ming the letter in the cabinet in my ward."
"Xingfu Orphanage will no longer accept new orphans. When the other children have grown up, we will sell the land in the orphanage."
"If any child is short of money, give him more money from selling the land. Don't ask your brother Chen Ming for it. It's not easy for him to make money."
There are forty or fifty children in the orphanage.
The youngest is also at primary school age.
Fortunately,
These children have been stronger than other children since childhood.
The old director has worked hard for the orphanage all his life and does not want the people behind him to continue this hard work.
Han Bingbing kept nodding.
He tried to speak, but all he came out was whining.
He wanted to say.
We have money, and Brother Chen Ming has money, so there must be a way.
But he knew that these words were used to deceive himself.
If there is a way to extend life, the hospital will definitely tell you. No matter how much money is spent, the hospital will definitely give the choice for the family to choose.
The fact is,
The hospital did not give a second option.
Cancer cannot be cured, it can only be delayed.
With the current medical level,
It is already a very good thing that late-stage cancer can be delayed for a year and a half.
at this moment,
Han Bingbing finally knew.
turn out to be,
When people are too sad, they are speechless.
After the old dean said those words, he fell silent.
It seems... everything that needs to be explained has been explained.
If it weren't for the beating line on the electrocardiograph, there would be no sign that the old dean was still alive.
I don’t know how long it took,
An inaudible murmur sounded: "That's it, it's good."
this night,
The hospital is very quiet, no noise, no hoarse crying.