Li Boqing was hospitalized again, and this time his condition seemed to be more serious than before.
When Ji Shuying came back to pack her things that night, she had obviously cried. Li Boshan's face was also very heavy, and his eyebrows were tense all the time.
"Is the situation bad?" Feng Yanhong was also worried.
"It's not very good, but it's not life-threatening. I'm afraid I'll have to stay in the hospital for a while."
Li Boshan felt very sad. This disease cannot be cured without medicine. None of them could help Boqing endure what he endured. They could only watch him grit his teeth and hold on.
"Just stay here for a while, just treat it as recuperation, as long as there is no danger to your life." Feng Yanhong wanted to try to comfort him, but her eyebrows also frowned.
"Well, I want to discuss it with you. Let's wait until Bo Qing is discharged from the hospital before we move..."
Before Li Boshan finished speaking, Ji Shuying snatched him away.
"There is no conflict between moving and Bo Qing being hospitalized. If you can move there as early as possible, stay away from those two scourges. There will be no end to them. If there is a collision, it will be a big deal."
"You're not far from the hospital. We have a phone at home so we can contact you anytime if you need anything."
"I called your dad. He wants to come over. You can take out the quilt and dry it in the sun tomorrow."
Ji Shuying's mood was still very low. She told Li Boshan and then said to Feng Yanhong with a gentle smile:
"Just don't worry about anything. Mom and the two brothers can just run back and forth."
Feng Yanhong didn't say anything, just nodded. When Li Boshan was about to go out, Feng Yanhong stuffed him with another thousand yuan.
"You hold the spare."
If something happened, this thousand yuan would be of great use, so Li Boshan did not refuse and put the thousand yuan into the lining pocket of his coat.
"You stay at home and go to bed early. I'll send mom there. I'll be back if nothing happens."
Feng Yanhong didn't go out with her. She still felt very uncomfortable lying in bed at night. There were some things that she couldn't change the outcome even if she did it over again.
Bo Qing's disease is one of them. The development of medicine takes time, but his condition may not be able to wait until that time...
Is it true that all we can do is watch?
Feng Yanhong thought a lot, but she didn't know when she fell asleep. She woke up before dawn the next day. Li Boshan didn't come back all night, and it seemed that the situation was not very good.
When she got up and came out to wash up, Li Bosong had already entered the kitchen.
Feng Yanhong took the initiative to take over the task of making breakfast and asked Li Bosong to light the fire.
After breakfast was ready, Li Boshan also walked in. He was exhausted, with bags under his eyes, and it looked like he hadn't slept all night.
"After breakfast, you go and take a nap. I'll drive Bo Song to deliver the food." Feng Yanhong's belly is relatively big now, but it's not big enough to affect her movements.
"I'll go." After breakfast, he was no longer so tired and could still go for a run.
"Driving while fatigued is also dangerous. I haven't reached the point where my mobility is inconvenient, but the car can still be driven. Go and rest."
Feng Yanhong didn't give him a chance and went out with Li Bosong carrying the lunch box.
Li Boqing's condition was indeed not bad. He was leaning on the bed, taking a sling bottle, and still had the time to chat with the uncle in the bed next to him.
"Sister-in-law, second brother, I happen to be hungry. What can you cook?"
Li Boqing's eyes lit up when he saw the thermos bucket and lunch box in Li Bosong's hands.
"Sister-in-law's craftsmanship is still good, I can smell the fragrance."
"Hey, you have such a sharp nose. I haven't even opened the lid yet, but you can already smell the fragrance?"
Li Bosong put all the things on the bedside cabinet and took them out one by one to tease him.
"How do you feel? Where is mom?"
"I went to Dr. Shen's place and haven't come back yet. I'm fine. They didn't listen when I asked them to go back. I'm not a child anymore. I can do it on my own. You can take mom back later."
Li Boqing said it very relaxedly, as if nothing really happened.
"Uncle Qian, would you like a bowl of porridge too? There is plenty." Li Boqing pointed to the thermos bucket and said to the uncle just now.
"No, no, thank you, young man. My family has already gone to buy breakfast."
Feng Yanhong glanced at Uncle Qian in the next bed, and saw that he was smiling, but his face was pale, and she felt a little sad.
There is a pair of rag shoes under the bed. It can be seen that the family's conditions are not very good, and they are even very poor.
If you suffer from such a disease, you may not be able to get good treatment.
A woman came in front of the ward door. She was dark and thin, and her red sweater had faded. Her hair was tied back and was a little messy. She looked tearful. She stood in front of the door and did not come in immediately.
Holding an aluminum lunch box in his hand, he stood at the door and took deep breaths several times. His eyes were still red, and his fingers tightened inadvertently, and veins appeared on his thin, dark fingers.
"How come you, mother-in-law, have been there for so long to buy breakfast? Have you eaten?"
Seeing the woman coming, Uncle Qian struggled to sit up.
"I, I'll eat it. The millet porridge is thick. Eat it quickly." The woman forced a smile and opened the lunch box.
"Gulu~" Just when Uncle Qian was about to start eating porridge, the woman's stomach growled at an inappropriate time.
"What? What do you want? Don't lie to me..."
Uncle Qian's eyes showed bitterness, and he looked at the people present, his face became even more ugly.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yanhong wrapped two dough cakes in brown paper and handed them to the woman.
"Don't be dissatisfied if you make it at home. Eat it while it's hot. I'll bring more."
Seeing that she wanted to take it but didn't dare, Feng Yanhong looked at Uncle Qian, so she put the cake into the woman's hand, immediately took two steps back and stood at the end of the bed.
"My sister-in-law's craftsmanship is very good. Uncle Qian, aunt, you're welcome."
Seeing Li Boqing's enthusiasm, Uncle Qian said stiffly: "Thank you, young man, your whole family is a good person."
Li Boqing smiled like a flower and didn't answer any more words and buried himself in his porridge and meal.
"Doctor, doctor, I beg you, save my man, save him! He is only in his forties, and my three children are still young. He is just a labor force. If he becomes a human, what should we do? ..."
When Feng Yanhong and Li Bosong left the ward and passed by the doctor's office, they heard the woman's desperate cry for help, and their hearts tightened.
"I kneel down for you, I kneel down for you. Please doctors, please, please save him."
Professor Shen looked embarrassed. He and several other doctors worked together to help the person up, shook his head and said:
"You discovered it too late. Many organs have failed. There is really no way to cure him. You'd better take him back to your hometown as soon as possible."
Professor Shen's words were very helpless, and his face was full of regret.
Li Bosong's hand holding the bag tightened again and again, his eyes were slightly red, and his breathing became a little short, as if he had thought of something.
"Why can't it be cured? It's lupus erythematosus. He has pimples all over his body. There are no sores or anything like that. Why can't it be cured? Doctor, doctor, I beg you...
..."
"Let's go first, don't listen anymore."
Feng Yanhong pushed Li Bosong, fearing that he would cry out of control.