"I'm already 180 years old, and I don't even want to go to the hospital anymore."
You can tell everything by looking at the blood pressure monitor. Lao Zhou's claim that he is very resistant is obviously just bragging. Even if he takes medicine, he can't control his blood pressure from rising steadily.
After someone spreads it, everything will be calm, the clouds will be calm and the wind will be light, and the Buddha will be connected.
Lao Zhou's situation is another. He has been holding back all day at home and has become much more irritable. His temper is even worse than when he was young.
If you hire a nanny from Lao Zhou's family, you have to pay more than other nannies. If no one is willing to do it, you know how difficult Lao Zhou is to take care of.
"Do you want to call an ambulance? I'll call?" Li Suhua learned a lot about first aid because of Lao Zhou.
Lao Zhou has valued this and preferred that all his life. In the end, only his wife Li Suhua did not dislike him.
"It's not that serious. Calling an ambulance won't be much quicker."
Lao Zhou's case was not an emergency. Calling an ambulance was a waste of medical resources.
The main thing was Zhou Bingkun, who felt that calling an ambulance was of no use in a place like Guangzipian, as there was no point in emergency medical treatment.
In Guangzhou, if you want to transport people, the fastest means of transportation is a trolley.
Not to mention whether the ambulance can drive in or not. If you have not lived in Guangzi for a long time, you will not be able to figure out which house and house number corresponds to the house in Guangzi.
"Then I'll find a truck."
"No, I'll help the old man to the side of the road, and we'll take a taxi to the hospital."
While talking and with no time on his hands, Zhou Bingkun had already dragged Lao Zhou off the kang.
Li Suhua found a coat and put it on Lao Zhou before saying, "Shall I go with you?"
"Why don't you keep it at home? Otherwise, when the nanny comes back from shopping for groceries and sees no one at home, she should be anxious." Zhou Bingkun replied: "Old man, this is not a big deal. It's probably just a few days in the hospital.
, just a few days of infusion will be enough.”
After hesitating for a few seconds, Li Suhua decided to go to the hospital a little later: "Okay, you take your dad there first. When the food is ready, I will bring it to you."
Li Suhua was also reluctant to leave. She sent Zhou Bingkun and Lao Zhou out of the door and followed them far away.
Zhou Bingkun held Lao Zhou's left side so that Lao Zhou's still intact right leg could be used to exert force.
"What does this have to do with whether I am happy or not? Your blood pressure is so high, can you not feel dizzy?"
That is to say, Lao Zhuo's physical condition does not allow it, otherwise Zhou Bingkun would really like to say something back to Lao Zhou.
When the partiality was so severe, did you ever think that one day you would have to rely on Zhou Bingkun to send you to the hospital?
"Zhou Bingkun, you are just not as good as your brother in doing things. Even sending people to the hospital is rougher than your brother's."
"You want Zhou Bingyi to push you on a cart? How about you control yourself and not get sick again in a few days? When Zhou Bingyi comes out and is free, ask him to take you to the hospital. If you think I'm rough, I admit it.
He is not as refined as Zhou Bingyi."
The most important thing is that asking the mayor to pull a trolley to the hospital sounds like it would be respectable.
In the entire Jiangliao Province, it is difficult to find a few people who are treated like this.
"Ouch. I'm so dizzy and uncomfortable."
Lao Zhou said in a pretentious manner, obviously trying to avoid the problem.
"Then walk faster, get to the hospital earlier, take medicine sooner, and you will feel better sooner."
Zhou Bingkun definitely couldn't listen to Lao Zhou and had to speed up.
To speed up, Zhou Bingkun basically dragged Lao Zhou along for the rest of the way.
For Zhou Bingkun, dragging Lao Zhou was definitely more tiring than holding or carrying him.
But rather than feeling tired, Zhou Bingkun still felt that it was more appropriate to hold him on one side and drag him on the other.
After walking like this for ten minutes, I finally walked out of the optical film.
Being able to get a taxi proves that phototype films actually belong to urban areas.
"Bingkun, have you arrived at the hospital?"
Not long after arriving at the hospital, Zhou Bingkun received a call from Li Suhua.
"We're here. We've checked him out. There's nothing wrong with the old man. Just give him an infusion to control his blood pressure and he'll be done. I'm taking the old man to the ward."
Even if he didn't specialize in internal medicine, Zhou Bingkun wouldn't be able to judge Lao Zhou's simple condition accurately.
"Then you stay with your dad first. When the food is ready, I will go over and deliver the food to you."
"Okay, we are in the inpatient building, ward 502. Just come over when you arrive."
It was impossible for Zhou Bingkun to stay with Lao Zhou in the hospital, so it was necessary for Li Suhua to come over.
In fact, we didn't wait too long. Li Suhua came over an hour later than Zhou Bingkun.
"Dad, how are you? Do you feel better?"
After Li Suhua handed the lunch box to Zhou Bingkun, he took another lunch box and sat beside the bed, preparing to feed Lao Zhou.
"I'm fine. Just how is Bingyi?"
On the surface, Lao Zhou has high blood pressure, but the fundamental problem is Zhou Bingyi. If Zhou Bingyi is fine, Lao Zhou's blood pressure will naturally drop easily. It's okay to say that Lao Zhou has a heart disease.
"Don't you know what kind of person your own son is?"
Just as Zhou Bingkun comforted Li Suhua, Li Suhua comforted Zhou again.
It seems that after Lao Zhou became weak, he made Li Suhua grow up and become a lot stronger.
"Hey, if you're fine, please contact Dongmei more and ask more about Bingyi." Lao Zhou sighed, and pushed the things he didn't want to do to Li Suhua.
"Do you need to say this? Bingkun has called Dongmei a long time ago." Then Li Suhua turned to look at Zhou Bingkun: "Bingkun, why don't you eat more? I've eaten at home, and here is
Is the meal here just for you two to eat?"
"I've eaten a lot and I'm full." Zhou Bingkun responded casually and ate a steamed bun based on the principle of not wasting food.
The rice brought by Li Suhua can only be said to be edible.
For Zhou Bingkun, who is now used to enjoying it, he is not used to it.
"Bingkun, don't you think the food is delicious? Our family invites people, and we have many demands in other places, so it's hard to be too demanding when it comes to cooking."
Li Suhua herself also knows how good her nanny is at cooking.
"This is good, pork, sauerkraut, eggs, fungus, and white flour steamed buns. If this doesn't taste good, what else is delicious?"
"Okay, it's fine if you think it tastes good. I've only been living like this these past few years. If we go back twenty years, we can only eat these during the Chinese New Year."
Li Suhua doesn't have high requirements for taste and is quite satisfied with the current food.
"Yes, this is much more delicious than the steamed buns and boiled vegetables I ate when I was a kid."
Zhou Bingkun agreed verbally, but in his heart he still felt that there was no comparison between now and before.
In the past, people had poor food and did not enjoy a good life, so it was easy for them to adapt.
After enjoying the current diet, if you go back to eat the whole grains before, even the same group of people who originally ate whole grains will not be able to adapt.
With the development of society, people's requirements for various aspects have increased a lot.
We cannot still use the standards of the past to hold the present. The only people of the older generation who are so insensitive to social changes may be Li Suhua.
"After you finish speaking, give Zhou Rong a call. Your dad is hospitalized, your brother is also having problems, and with so many things going on at home, she should be back," Li Suhua said.
"Zhou Rong and I can't exchange a few words. I'll give you the phone, but you should just talk to her directly."
Zhou Bingkun handed the phone directly to Li Suhua.
"How do you use this phone?" After fiddling with it for a few times, but unable to figure it out, Li Suhua handed the phone back to Zhou Bingkun.
"Let me dial the number for you. In fact, this thing is no different from a telephone. Just hold it and dial."
Mobile phones in this era only have the basic functions of making calls and sending text messages, nothing complicated at all.
"Hey, Zhou Rong."
"Who am I? I am your mother."
"This is Zhou Bingkun's cell phone. He is right next to me."
"Where are you now?"
"Still in Guizhou."
"You've been out playing for half a month. When you're done playing, come back quickly."
"Something happened at home, your father and your brother"
"Okay, when you come back, you can just come to the hospital to find us."
"Here you the mobile phone." Li Suhua handed the mobile phone back: "Your sister said she would be back in two days if she hurry up."
"Well, she's quite free anyway. Instead of letting her go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, it's better to come back and take care of the old man."
Although Zhou Bingkun felt that it would be of no use for Zhou Rong to come back because he was not willing to contribute money and was unwilling to contribute, this could not be a reason not to ask Zhou Rong to come back.
If Lao Zhou didn't let Zhou Rong come back for a while when he was sick, he wouldn't need Zhou Rong in normal times.
After dinner, Lao Zhou was doing the infusion, and Li Suhua and Zhou Bingkun just kept an eye on it for a while.
When he was bored like this, Zhou Bingkun still made his usual choice, buying a few newspapers and reading them to pass the time.
Newspaper sales in this era should be considered to have reached a peak.
The economy has reached a certain stage, the Internet has just developed, and newspapers are still the first channel for people to obtain news.
"Mom, I heard from Zhou Rong that dad is hospitalized. Let me come over to see how dad's health is doing now." At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, someone brought fruits and came to the hospital to visit Zhou.
"Your dad has nothing to do. He is just giving infusions and controlling his blood pressure. There is no need to trouble you to come over here."
Li Suhua was somewhat indifferent to Feng Huacheng's response.
Li Suhua's perception of Feng Huacheng has always changed with Zhou Rong's attitude.
Li Suhua's cold attitude also shows that Zhou Rong is now cold towards Feng Huacheng.
"It's no trouble. I'm retired now. I don't have to go to work and have plenty of free time." Feng Huacheng said flatteringly.
Feng Huacheng still has a somewhat flattering attitude towards Zhou Rong now.
Although Zhou Bingkun does not know the specific time, it is certain that the relationship between Feng Huacheng and the young poet girl did not last long.
After the novelty wore off, the little girl ruthlessly abandoned Lao Feng.
The immaturity of normal people is just a few years in their youth. It is impossible for ordinary people to be like Zhou Rong and live to be in their forties without mature thinking.
Feng Hua became able to have a complete family with a wife and a daughter, and his attitude towards Zhou Rong changed again.
It is impossible for Feng Huacheng to be as obedient to Zhou Rong as he was at the beginning.
But Zhou Rong asked Lao Feng to come to the hospital to visit Lao Zhou, which Feng Huacheng was willing to do.
"It doesn't matter if you retire, you don't have to waste time at work. You can concentrate on your creation at home and write some good works."
Lao Zhou frowned, as if he had just discovered that Feng Huacheng was sixty, and then said in a preaching tone.
No matter how you say it, Feng Huacheng came to visit the patient with good intentions. With this attitude towards people, you know how much Lao Zhou doesn't like Feng Huacheng.
Lao Zhou's main thing is his power. Now he simply looks down on Feng Huacheng and has little relationship with Zhou Rong.
In the 1960s, Feng Huacheng was a college student, a famous poet, and the highest-educated high school student in the Zhou family. Feng Huacheng could certainly gain the respect of Lao Zhou.
Now Feng Huacheng is a down-and-out poet whose name is almost gone. The children of the Zhou family have their own achievements. Of course, Feng Huacheng is no longer in the eyes of Lao Zhou.
The important thing is that behind Zhou Rong, there is always a licking dog Cai Xiaoguang.
Even if Lao Zhou didn't want to compare the two people, Cai Xiaoguang kept moving forward.
Now comparing the two people, Feng Huacheng is far inferior to the famous director Cai Xiaoguang in terms of age, appearance, career, and all aspects.
Feng Huacheng's only advantage is that he and Zhou Rong share a daughter, Feng Yue.
"Yes, after retirement I will concentrate on my creation."
In order to give face to Lao Zhou, his father-in-law, Feng Huacheng responded with a smile.
If it weren't for Tu's daughter, no matter how depressed Feng Huacheng was, he wouldn't have been lectured by Lao Zhou, an old man who had only attended a literacy class.
"Old Feng, something happened over there with Zhou Bingyi. The old man is in a bad mood. You don't need to pay attention to him. Let's chat and haven't seen each other for a few years." Zhou Bingkun said to Feng Huacheng to help.
Regarding Zhou Rong, Zhou Bingkun and Feng Huacheng are now on the same stand.
Feng Huacheng wanted to maintain his marriage with Zhou Rong.
Zhou Bingkun didn't want Zhou Rong to live a good life with his second marriage to Cai Xiaoguang, so of course he supported Feng Huacheng.
"Old Feng"
Chatting with Feng Huacheng, Zhou Bingkun gained some understanding of Feng Huacheng's life in recent years.
After I tried to struggle for the last time and tried to win a leadership position in the Writers' Association, but failed to get elected.
In the last few years of his career, Feng Huacheng chose to mess around, and it can be said that he did not do anything serious.
"Mom, I came to see Dad. Dad is in the hospital. Why didn't anyone tell me?"
When Lao Zhou was hospitalized, it was more lively than Zhou Bingkun imagined, with people coming to visit all the time. Not long after Feng Huacheng came here, Hao Dongmei came to visit again not long after.
"Dongmei, you are so busy at work and you have to worry about Bingyi, why are you running here? I told Bingkun that I didn't let him tell you about this."
Li Suhua did confess not to inform Hao Dongmei.
According to Zhou Bingkun's understanding, Li Suhua refused to notify Hao Dongmei because he was afraid that Lao Zhou would get angry after seeing Hao Dongmei.