More than ten years ago, my father suffered from cancer. After surgery and chemotherapy for more than three months, around the Spring Festival, his nose, mouth, and mucus membranes began to show signs of sores.
At that time, I felt that the day of my father's death was not far away. My relatives advised me to give up as soon as possible, but I couldn't let go. Just when I was in deep despair, a friend surnamed Zhang said to me," Death is the greatest fear for people. If you have the heart, it's better to come to the hospital.”
This friend's words touched me. Yes, she would rather her father die in the hospital than let her father wait in fear at home. This kind of waiting had no hope, only despair.
After making the decision, my father was sent to the hospital by ambulance. My idea was simple. I wanted my father to live a little longer. Even if the people close to me didn't understand what I was doing, I did it because only those who had experienced it would know the despair, powerlessness, and helplessness of losing a loved one.
In the hospital, after Doctor Zhang finished examining my father, he said to me meaningfully," No matter what, you have to be mentally prepared. The patient already has cancer.”
I was disappointed, but I didn't dare to make a sound as my tears fell, afraid that my father, who was already in despair, would hear me.
Doctor Zhang patted me and said," Brother, you're an understanding person. You should see more birth, aging, sickness, and death than us doctors. Don't be too sad. Take good care of the patient first."”
I nodded, wiped my tears, and returned to the ward. I caressed my father's forehead and said,"Dad, the doctor said that there is a way. As long as our hearts are bright, we will get better. Dad is strong.”(This memory, until now, when I wrote this sentence, I still have tears in my eyes.)
Actually, at that time, I knew my father's condition, but I couldn't say it directly. After I finished speaking, I left the ward and gave my master a call. The call was picked up by one of my senior brothers. He told me," Master already knows about you. He asked me to give you some advice.'There are iron birds in the north and yin gates in the down'. However, you can only rely on yourself to do things in that place.”
After listening, I thanked Master and Senior Brother. I told my senior brother," I don't want anything else. I just want my father to live."”
The senior brother said he understood and ended the call.
That night, I wrote the imperial edict. After I was done with the preparations, I went to serve my father and waited for the arrival of ten o'clock at night.
That night, my father asked me," Am I dying?”
I laughed." Don't talk nonsense. The doctor said that she'll be fine after a few days of fluid transfusion.”I smiled as I spoke, but I was actually at a loss because I didn't know what the outcome would be.
At ten o'clock, Father went to bed and I went to look for the iron bird. Actually, Master was referring to the plane. To the north of our hometown's hospital, there's a plane flying at an intersection. I heard that it's for the sake of charging, but I haven't studied the specific reason.
As it was winter, the cold wind was blowing. I tightened my clothes and lit up my book. When it was finished, the ashes were blown up by a small tornado and kept spinning. I took a few steps back. This sudden scene gave me a shock. Then, the ashes disappeared. I have to explain that the ashes did not scatter. In my intuition, they disappeared out of thin air…
I waited for a long time, but there was still no movement. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and didn't know what to do. At this moment, he saw a group of extremely illusory shadows floating towards the hospital in an orderly manner. I didn't know where so many people were coming from. I was still looking down at the paper dust when my mind suddenly seemed to have been stimulated. I slapped my thigh and thought, Oh no, I ran back at an extremely fast speed. Just as I passed by the group of shadows, they even gave way to me. I didn't think too much at that time and ran to the elevator.
The person in charge of the elevator at night was an old man. The old man was very familiar with me and asked me," What's wrong, kid? Did you see a ghost?”
I nodded." Yes!"
However, when the old man heard this, he said," Nonsense! This is a hospital. You can't spout nonsense!”
I didn't have the heart to care about him. The elevator reached the sixth floor and I ran to my father's ward. When I entered and saw that my father was awake and still energetic, I felt a lot relieved. Then, I went to the corridor to take a look and saw that there was nothing unusual. Only then did I feel relieved.
My sister asked me," Brother, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?”
I replied that it was fine. My sister saw that I didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask further. After half a day of torture, I was a little tired and fell asleep in front of my father's bed. I remember that before I fell asleep, I held my father's hand, perhaps afraid that something would happen to him.
"Wake up, wake up!" I felt someone suddenly pat me, and I was very anxious.
I stood up in a daze and saw many people greeting me. The only difference was that there was no color on their faces. Then a person who looked like the leader said," I've seen your book form. Don't worry.”
I was a little confused after hearing that. I didn't know what it meant and was about to ask what it meant.
In the end, I was suddenly woken up by my father. He wanted to pee, and I stood there in a daze. My sister woke up too and asked me," What's wrong, Brother? What are you in a daze for?"”
"Take care of Daddy. I have something to do!”After saying that, I ran out and chased him down the hospital corridor all the way to the stairs. I didn't find anything. I sat on the bench at the elevator door in a daze. Second, I didn't see a person, but a group of souls, because they didn't have the complexion of a person.
After waking up for half a day, I looked at my watch and it was already five in the morning. I slowly returned to the ward. My sister asked me what was wrong. I said that I had a dream and nothing else.
My sister looked at me and then at my drowsy father. She pulled me to the door and said softly," Brother, do you know?”
I asked," What?"
She continued," A few people left this floor at night. Don't let Dad know.”
I understood what my sister meant. She was afraid that Father would be afraid, and I just nodded. In addition, I could confirm two things. The first was that he really came, and the second was that my dream was real. Father might be better.
In the morning, when I went to look for Doctor Zhang, he didn't wait for me to say anything. Instead, he pulled me to the door and whispered," Xiao Cao, did you know I was on duty last night?”
I said," I don't know. Did you change shifts?”
He replied," The head of the department called me yesterday and asked me to take over the shift.”
"So what? Is there anything else?" I asked.
He continued," Don't worry. I have something to do. It's very important. Last night, I fell asleep in the on-call room. I had a dream. It was a very strange dream. "I dreamed of a group of people. I could see that it was…" A trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
I said," It's just a dream. What are you afraid of?”
He lit a cigarette and said," The key is that there is a voice telling me how to treat your father. It says that he can still live.”
I was stunned. This…was obviously not a coincidence.
"You don't believe me, right? I don't believe it either, but I was clearly looking at another medical case last night. In the end, I was woken up by a dream. Your father's medical case was right next to me.”
I asked," What did I tell you?"
Doctor Zhang replied," I only remember that blood plasma transfusion can cure it.”As he spoke, Doctor Zhang handed me my father's medical record. I took a look and was shocked. On the medical record book, there were two large red characters written in traditional Chinese characters: Blood plasma!!!
I lit a cigarette, unable to calm down.
Doctor Zhang saw that I was stunned and said," What do you want to tell me?”，I looked up at him and said," It's nothing.”After saying that, she handed him the medical record and wanted to go back.
He suddenly pulled me back and said," Brother, tell me honestly, are there ghosts in this world?”
I shook my head and said," Why would a doctor like you believe that?”
Doctor Zhang said," You're a superstitious person, so don't say that you don't know. Besides, what the dream said makes sense. With your father's condition, the best way to delay it is to transfuse blood plasma. His indicators are all suitable for this method!”
I replied," Since you're right, then lose. Or maybe you thought of it yourself and reacted to it in your dreams.”
Doctor Zhang pointed at me and said," You must know something!”After saying that, he went back to write the medicine list. I returned to the ward and ignored him.
From then on, his father looked better and better. Half a month later, when he was discharged from the hospital, his father walked home. He was a completely different person from when he was carried here.
After that, his father lived for another two years and nine months. Doctor Zhang said that it was a miracle!
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