Happy little peasants

"You say? Are you still taking care of your grandfather up at night?"

Yuan Yimeng, who was holding a thermos, heard Zeng Qiufeng's words, and his voice became incredibly loud.

"Ahem, our caregiver in Tailin Hospital to take care of the elderly is about the same age as Ms. Zeng, which is no big deal."

Yu Bailing said, to resolve Zeng Qiufeng's embarrassment.

It's nothing to take care of your grandpa.Yu Bailing spoke, Yuan Yimeng reacted, and immediately said with a smile, Zeng Qiufeng is very filial, and I want to learn from her.

Even so, after all, there is a difference between men and women. The little girls in the hospital should all be grandma to take care of.

Yuan Yimeng did not say any more, the door opened, and Zeng Qiufeng led Jiang Xiaohu and his party to the living room.

The movement made by more people is big, and the old people sleep lightly.

Yuan Yimeng and Yu Bailing took the initiative to stay in the living room and wait, letting Zeng Qiufeng and Jiang Xiaohu go together.

In fact, Zeng Qiufeng also suggested that everyone rest here first and watch again tomorrow morning, but Jiang Xiaohu insisted on seeing Zeng Lao immediately.

He is very concerned about the statement of'total amnesia, only one person'.

If it is total amnesia, it is impossible for anyone to remember, and every day is a brand new day.

But I can remember one person. This shows that there may have been unexpected changes in Zeng Lao's situation. It is likely that the so-called foreign doctor's medicine is not correct.

Along the way, Jiang Xiaohu also asked Zeng Qiufeng, and he didn't say more when he heard that the drug had no effect.

Old Zeng lay peacefully on the bed, breathing evenly.

There are two round old spots, one large and one small, on the forehead, and they sleep peacefully.

Zeng Qiufeng's movements were very light, for fear of awakening his grandfather, Jiang Xiaohu made no sound when he walked, which made Zeng Qiufeng breathe a sigh of relief.

Gathering his eyes, he looked at Zeng Lao's head through his spiritual eyes.

From the first sight of the old man, Jiang Xiaohu confirmed his guess about the old man.

The power of the drug forcibly stimulated the old man's brain, allowing him to restore his memory in a short time.

Plus old age, life will be exhausted.

The body of the elderly cannot absorb those excess drugs and cannot excrete them.

Fortunately, Zeng Qiufeng stopped the medication for the old man, otherwise he would die after taking it for a while.

"this is?"

Sweeping all the way to the old man's chest, a metallic luster appeared in Jiang Xiaohu's sight.

A bullet?No, more than one.

Densely, Jiang Xiaohu began to examine the old man's whole body carefully, and found that there were more than a dozen remaining bullet shells in the other's body.

These bullets were shot in tricky places, many of them were around the aorta and main nerve.

When I was young, the medical conditions at that time were not mature enough.It is impossible to ensure that the old man’s limbs or even his life will be taken out of those bullets.

When the technology matures, the elderly are also old and the risk of surgery increases.

Having been tortured by such cold metal for decades, I seem to have gotten used to it, or I don't want to toss it anymore.

Jiang Xiaohu gently put his fingers on the old man's wrist exposed outside the quilt.

The blood vessels in the whole body may be blocked or diverted to another way, and it has been able to maintain life to this day. In the current medical history, it can be called a miracle.

If I didn't meet Jiang Xiaohu this time, I believe that the old man would still be able to live for a year or two with the meticulous care of Zeng Qiufeng.

However, he still has to suffer physical torture and forget his relatives.

Watching Zeng Qiufeng put Jiang Xiaohu's pulse-finished hand gently in the quilt, he took the kerchief and wiped the liquid left on the corner of his grandfather's mouth.

Jiang Xiaohu turned around silently and left the room.

Back in the living room, Yu Bailing looked at Jiang Xiaohu hopefully, Jiang Xiaohu shook his head slightly, and Yuan Yimeng looked sad.

"Doctor Jiang."

Zeng Qiufeng tucked the quilt for his grandfather and then came out, watching Jiang Xiaohu sitting on the rustic wooden sofa, sitting in the nearest position opposite.

"Old Zeng has two years to live."

Jiang Xiaohu spoke silently.

The girls were even more silent.

"Two years? Is it true?"

A surprise sound suddenly sounded.

Yu Bailing and Yuan Yimeng looked up in surprise.

"But the foreign doctor said that grandpa can live up to three months."

Zeng Qiufeng also found that the atmosphere was a little weird, and then said something.

"Shouyuan has his own fate. As long as we take good care of it, it is not a problem for Zeng Lao to live for two years. This is not the point.

Jiang Xiaohu said and looked at Zeng Qiufeng.

"This is not the point yet?"

Yuan Yimeng was blinded, and Yu Bailing was silent.

"Now there are twelve gunshot wounds on Zeng Lao's body, and there are bullet shells left in it. The bullet shells have been left for a long time, causing Zeng Lao's body to withstand great torture. I can take them out without affecting the old man's body. The situation, on this point, you need to make a decision."

Jiang Xiaohu looked at Zeng Qiufeng.

Zeng Qiufeng looked at Jiang Xiaohu completely foolishly.

The other two women didn't understand what was happening at all, and they looked stupid.

Isn't that amnesia?Why has something to do with bullets again.

"Doctor Jiang, you, did you just get your pulse out?"

Zeng Qiufeng naturally knew about the problems of grandpa's body.

Recently, the weather in Huajing is mild, and grandpa can sleep peacefully. If the temperature drops or rises, grandpa's body is always sore and difficult to sleep.

Zeng Qiufeng had never heard of such a thing as there was a bullet case inside the body.

"This is not important, little girl, your grandfather still has a lifespan of two years. Do you want him to have been suffering for two years, or take out the bullet and leave with a relaxed and calm body?"

Jiang Xiaohu did not answer, he took the thermos cup in Yuan Yimeng's hand.

Yu Bailing quickly understood Jiang Xiaohu's meaning and immediately explained to Zeng Qiufeng.

The two have always worked in harmony in the hospital. What Jiang Xiaohu did not want to say was always this expression and action.It's as if he didn't hear the other party's question, or even made any expressions.

At this time, Yu Bailing would immediately intervene and give a more convincing explanation to the patient or his family.

Zeng Qiufeng fell silent.

She has concerns. Both foreign doctors and doctors in major domestic hospitals have diagnosed her grandfather, and their conclusions are basically the same.

If the bullet is taken out, Grandpa can't get off the operating table.

Is it painful to live, or let it go.

This difficult choice has been plagued by the patient's family members, and there is no better decision at all.

"If you can't make the decision, you can let Mr. Zeng choose yourself."

Jiang Xiaohu saw Zeng Qiufeng's concerns.

Zeng is always her grandfather, but his identity is destined to be no ordinary person.Can't let her make a decision.

"Grandpa chooses himself? What do you mean?"

Zeng Qiufeng couldn't believe her ears, and looked at Jiang Xiaohu blankly.

"Restore memory. As I said, I can cure this disease."

Faced with an unbelievable look, Jiang Xiaohu rarely repeated one sentence.

The old man did suffer from short-term amnesia. Something might have happened. The doctor prescribed Alzheimer's medicine to Zeng Lao.

This delayed the condition.