Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 160 Choice

wrong.

wrong!

It is normal to get sick and it is normal to be hospitalized.

It's not normal to not tell yourself when you're sick and in the hospital, and it's also not normal to sneak back home to get a change of clothes.

Lin Feng placed the cup of water on the coffee table with trembling hands.

Lin Feng thought about what he had learned and heard over the past ten years and made the worst-case scenario plan in his mind.

The scene suddenly fast-forwarded, and Lin Feng went to the hospital after class and stayed in the hospital to accompany the patient. At first, Lin Hui and Wu Yan disagreed. High school students' time is so precious, how can they waste it in such a noisy environment as the hospital.

However, Lin Feng refused to listen and went to the hospital every day. When he arrived at the hospital, he would directly bring out a stool and bend over the bedside table to do his homework. After writing for a while, he would look up to see how much of Lin Hui's drip was left.

There seemed to be a barrier around Lin Hui. He blocked out all sounds in the hospital and focused on studying and taking care of his father.

He thought about not falling behind in his studies, but his father's illness required his mother's salary, his mother needed to go to work, and his father also needed someone to take care of him, so the sensible boy insisted on studying in the ward.

After Lin Hui had three operations in half a year, no one tried to persuade him to do anything about it anymore.

The doctor advised not to have surgery, saying it was meaningless and would not prolong the life for too long, and in the end, you would still lose both your money and your life. Your children are still in school, so don't leave too much debt for the family.

Before the first operation, Lin Feng and Wu Yan sat on the stairs of the safety passage and talked for a long time.

It’s mainly due to financial pressure and Lin Feng’s studies.

Finally, Lin Feng insisted that he could apply for the National Defense University or the targeted teacher training and medical programs, which all offered free tuition. He also heard that the National Defense University also provided subsidies, but he did not want to use a penny and gave it all to his family.

Wu Yan also felt that Lin Hui was still young. She wouldn't have the heart to give up on him just like that. She was also afraid of being criticized in the future.

So Wu Yan bought a second-hand electric tricycle and set up a stall at the gate of the community every morning and evening, selling noodles and wontons. After all, she couldn't let her son give up his future for Lin Hui, who had no future.

From then on, Lin Feng got up at five o'clock every morning to help his mother run the stall, and then took the bus to school at half past six. Wu Yan closed the stall at half past seven and went to work at eight o'clock.

A grandmother in the community couldn't bear to see the mother and son working so hard, so she asked Wu Yan to leave her stall at the door of her grocery store in the morning so that she could set up the stall again in the evening.

Everyone has their own sufferings, and there are always people who are willing to stop and give others a little convenience within their ability.

Before the second operation, Wu Yan sold her house and rented a one-bedroom apartment near the hospital. It was enough to have a place to sleep, since she could only sleep for four or five hours anyway, and Lin Feng basically slept in the hospital.

For the third surgery, I borrowed money from all my relatives and friends.

Finally, after Wu Yan's many efforts and the help from her relatives and friends, she was able to borrow money for the third operation.

"Are you sure you want to perform the surgery? The patient has multiple organ failure, and this operation may not last long." The director couldn't bear to see this family lose all their money for this hopeless patient.

Especially when I heard that his family had sold their house and rented a house outside, and that the patient's wife had to set up a stall morning and evening, while the half-grown child of the family had to live in the hospital every day and do his homework in the hospital.

Lin Feng stood silently by the side, awkwardly picking at the seam of his trousers with his fingers. Even though he hadn't eaten or slept well in the past year, he still grew taller, and his trousers were a little short, revealing part of his ankles.

He didn't know how to choose. This multiple-choice question was too difficult for him.

Wu Yan glanced in the direction of the ward. In less than a year, the sturdy man was reduced to just a bag of bones. The wound on his stomach could not be sutured due to inflammation and ulceration.

On a rainy night, Wu Yan did not go out to the stall, but wiped Lin Hui's body. The nurse said that he should be cleaned, turned over, and massaged frequently, otherwise it would be easy to cause nerve necrosis and bedsores.

But how was she going to turn him over?

The wound on his stomach could not be sutured, so a filter was installed on it. In this situation, she really had no way to help him turn over.

Wu Yan didn't want to cry. She thought her tears had dried up due to the doctor's repeated shaking of his head.

But while wiping Lin Hui's limbs, tears still flowed from his eyes unconsciously.

Wu Yan washed Lin Hui's body silently.

After all, they have been a couple for twenty years. Even if Lin Hui can only lie down and look at the ceiling, how can he not sense Wu Yan's emotions?

Although Lin Hui could not eat or drink, he was conscious.

"Um..." Lin Hui called Wu Yan with all his strength.

When Wu Yan heard the noise, she looked up and saw Lin Hui shaking his head, as if he was about to speak.

Wu Yan put the towel into the plastic basin, and when she turned around, she quietly wiped her tears with the clothes on her shoulders.

Lin Hui could only lie there and couldn't move, so he probably couldn't see it.

Just when he shook his head vigorously to try to attract Wu Yan's attention, he saw it. He knew that Wu Yan was crying and wiping her tears. Although he couldn't see clearly, he was sure that he saw her crying.

Wu Yan leaned over and put her ear close to Lin Hui's oxygen mask. He couldn't leave the oxygen mask, not even to talk.

From Lin Hui's perspective, he could clearly see Wu Yan's white hair.

She used to pay so much attention to her dressing and appearance, but in order to make it easier to set up a stall and take care of patients, she cut her long hair, which was still jet-black even when she was forty, into a neat short style. In just a few months, she already had a lot of white hair.

Turning hair gray overnight is very common in places like hospitals.

Wu Yan always paid attention to her appearance. Her job was not hard. She was a warehouse accountant. She only needed to register the quantity of products entering and leaving the warehouse. Even though she was over 40 and her son was in high school, she still looked like she was in her early 30s. At that time, the young people in the company called her sister.

Now, when the newly graduated people see her gray hair, they all call her auntie.

Lin Hui wanted to raise his hand to help Wu Yan tidy up her withered hair, but no matter how hard he tried, his pale face turned a little red from trying so hard, and in the end he couldn't do such a simple action.

Lin Hui gave up.

He took several deep breaths.

Using all his strength, he shouted to Wu Yan, "Go home!"

Wu Yan listened several times before she could barely hear the two words.

Wu Yan fell down on the chair, took Lin Hui's hand, and burst into tears, "I'm not going back! The doctor will have a way, we can still be cured, I'm not going back!"

It's just these few sentences over and over again.

In the end, it was as if he was mumbling to himself and hypnotizing himself: "I won't go back! We can cure it! I can make money! I can make money by setting up a stall now, and I have money to treat your illness. Xiaofeng is also a good child. He is not an adult yet, and he can't live without his father..."