Chapter 565 The tragedy of Yue Jingtian
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Zhui Zhu Meng Xiang De Zhu
The No.1 civilian hospital in Shanghai.
Compared with the happy atmosphere of Yue Hao's family, the hospital was obviously deserted on New Year's Eve.
Except for a few nurses on duty, there were only a few critically ill patients lying in the ward who could not be helped. The remaining patients who could go home for the New Year all chose to go back.
And these nurses on duty are basically in the Cao camp and their hearts are in Han. They have no intention of working in the unit. They have already flown home to have New Year's Eve dinner with family, relatives and friends, and enjoy the most important festival for Chinese people.
Two nurses were bored and chatting there.
"Hey, I'm on duty on New Year's Eve. It's so annoying."
A young nurse complained there that she had just gotten married, but she couldn't spend the first New Year's Eve with her husband and mother-in-law, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Xiao Li, you are still young. I have been used to it for so many years."
"Look, even your Professor Yue, who is such a rule-abiding person, is getting into a lawsuit with his own children when he is old. What does it matter to us?"
An older nurse has worked in the hospital for many years and is used to being on duty during holidays.
"Sister Zhang, are you talking about the one in Ward 512?"
The little nurse was stunned for a moment, vaguely remembering a farce that happened a few days ago.
This incident caused a big fuss in their department. It was said that a certain patient's family members came to the hospital to make the fuss.
At that time, the scene was so noisy that everyone thought it was a medical dispute. Later, they found out that it was the patient's own family conflict.
It seems to be because of the property division, which is quite embarrassing anyway.
It's just that she happened to have a day off that day, and she heard what other colleagues said afterwards.
"Hey, isn't that right? Speaking of which, Professor Yue's children are really unfilial. Having given birth to such a white-eyed wolf, this professor will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
The nurse named Sister Zhang sighed, seeming to feel sorry for Professor Yue.
"Sister Zhang, I happened to have a day off that day. What happened?"
The eyes of the little nurse burst out with the fire of gossip. She was still young after all, which instantly diluted the sadness of not being able to have New Year's Eve dinner with her husband.
"Actually, it's not all about money?"
"Professor Yue there used to have an old house in Jiangdong. In the past two years, it was demolished because of the planning there."
"I heard that nearly ten houses have been allocated to the old professor's subordinates. The old professor has a son and a daughter. There was a huge quarrel because of the issue of house allocation."
"Two months before the result, Professor Yue was found to have liver cancer during his physical examination. He spent a lot of money on chemotherapy. Also because he needed someone to take care of him, the old professor was disliked by his children and now he can only lie alone in the hospital. , and no one takes care of me.”
"As for his son and daughter, they know that the old professor's time is short, and they are quarreling over the issue of property distribution."
"I was in the hospital before because my son and daughter bumped into each other and started yelling and fighting."
Sister Zhang sighed.
Although she was not familiar with Professor Yue.
But after all, he is still in his 40s, at an age where there are seniors and juniors.
The most incomprehensible thing is the unfilial children of Professor Yue's family.
"That's too much. That Professor Yue must be so pitiful to have such a pair of children!"
The little nurse said indignantly.
Because the old professor had been lying in the hospital for several months, the young nurse had also taken care of him.
So I had contact with that old professor. He was obviously a patient who was easy to get along with and very knowledgeable and sensible.
Who knew that I would meet such a pair of unworthy descendants.
"Who says it's not the case? Look at the old professor lying on the hospital bed with his eyes blank."
"Hey, this guy has a really hard life."
Sister Zhang shook her head and sighed.
While the two nurses were chatting, they were in the medical ward.
Yue Jingtian was lying on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Only the occasional movement of his eyes let people know that this skinny old man still had vital signs.
Liver cancer is very tormenting, and every treatment is a huge torture to the body. If there were not some obsessions in his heart, I am afraid that this old man would have chosen to die.
Because for him, living is just a kind of suffering.
"Lao Yue, do you think it makes sense for us to be so persistent?"
Next to Professor Yue's bed, a patient sighed.
During the Chinese New Year, in order to prevent these critically ill patients from feeling lonely, the hospital brought patients from two wards together.
However, this Lao Wang was much luckier than Yue Jingtian. Although he was also a liver cancer patient, at least he had his family waiting for him in his last moments.
Unlike Yue Jingtian, he directly took his children to court because of the division of property and the unfilial piety of his children.
From that day on, his son and daughter never visited him again.
"I still haven't seen the people I want to see. If I don't look at them, I won't be able to close my eyes even if I die."
Yue Jingtian wanted to show that he was energetic, but his body was too weak and he coughed several times while speaking.
At this time, fireworks were not banned in the city, and there was a faint sound of firecrackers outside.
Even when they are lying in the ward, they can feel the festive New Year atmosphere outside.
Looking at the fireworks outside the window, Yue Jingtian's memory suddenly returned to 20 years ago.
At that time, his favorite son came to Shanghai with his wife and son to see him. He really wanted to see what the little boy who was hiding behind his parents looked like now.
Time can smooth everything out. After so many years, he had actually let go of the knot he had felt at the time, but he never had the nerve to go to northern Shanxi to visit the mother and son.
When he was diagnosed with liver cancer, he wanted to go see the doctor, but his body didn't allow it.
If he could not see the mother and son again before he died, Yue Jingtian felt that he would not be willing to die.
"Professor Yue, Teacher Wang, Happy New Year!"
The little nurse walked into the ward carrying the freshly cooked dumplings.
The customs here in Shanghai are different from those in northern Shanxi. It is popular here to eat dumplings during the New Year.
After listening to what Sister Zhang said just now, the young nurse was full of sympathy for Professor Yue.
Compared to Professor Yue, she is undoubtedly lucky.
At least I won’t be able to celebrate the Chinese New Year with my husband and his family this year, but next year will be okay.
But Professor Yue in front of him probably doesn't have this chance.
"Happy New Year, thank you."
Yue Jingtian forced himself to sit up, and his frozen heart gradually felt warmer.
Although his children don't care about him, there is still someone who cares about him, this old immortal.
At this time, a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing two braids and carrying a schoolbag, poked her head at the door of the ward.
"Rong Rong, why are you here?"
Yue Jingtian was obviously stunned when he saw the little girl.
Of course, this little girl is his granddaughter Yue Rongrong.
"Grandpa, dad and aunt don't care about you, but Rongrong does."
"These are dumplings made by Rongrong herself. Let's eat them together. Rongrong will spend the New Year with you."
The little girl slipped into the ward and took out the packed dumplings from her schoolbag. They were still steaming inside.
Compared with the happy atmosphere of Yue Hao's family, the hospital was obviously deserted on New Year's Eve.
Except for a few nurses on duty, there were only a few critically ill patients lying in the ward who could not be helped. The remaining patients who could go home for the New Year all chose to go back.
And these nurses on duty are basically in the Cao camp and their hearts are in Han. They have no intention of working in the unit. They have already flown home to have New Year's Eve dinner with family, relatives and friends, and enjoy the most important festival for Chinese people.
Two nurses were bored and chatting there.
"Hey, I'm on duty on New Year's Eve. It's so annoying."
A young nurse complained there that she had just gotten married, but she couldn't spend the first New Year's Eve with her husband and mother-in-law, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Xiao Li, you are still young. I have been used to it for so many years."
"Look, even your Professor Yue, who is such a rule-abiding person, is getting into a lawsuit with his own children when he is old. What does it matter to us?"
An older nurse has worked in the hospital for many years and is used to being on duty during holidays.
"Sister Zhang, are you talking about the one in Ward 512?"
The little nurse was stunned for a moment, vaguely remembering a farce that happened a few days ago.
This incident caused a big fuss in their department. It was said that a certain patient's family members came to the hospital to make the fuss.
At that time, the scene was so noisy that everyone thought it was a medical dispute. Later, they found out that it was the patient's own family conflict.
It seems to be because of the property division, which is quite embarrassing anyway.
It's just that she happened to have a day off that day, and she heard what other colleagues said afterwards.
"Hey, isn't that right? Speaking of which, Professor Yue's children are really unfilial. Having given birth to such a white-eyed wolf, this professor will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
The nurse named Sister Zhang sighed, seeming to feel sorry for Professor Yue.
"Sister Zhang, I happened to have a day off that day. What happened?"
The eyes of the little nurse burst out with the fire of gossip. She was still young after all, which instantly diluted the sadness of not being able to have New Year's Eve dinner with her husband.
"Actually, it's not all about money?"
"Professor Yue there used to have an old house in Jiangdong. In the past two years, it was demolished because of the planning there."
"I heard that nearly ten houses have been allocated to the old professor's subordinates. The old professor has a son and a daughter. There was a huge quarrel because of the issue of house allocation."
"Two months before the result, Professor Yue was found to have liver cancer during his physical examination. He spent a lot of money on chemotherapy. Also because he needed someone to take care of him, the old professor was disliked by his children and now he can only lie alone in the hospital. , and no one takes care of me.”
"As for his son and daughter, they know that the old professor's time is short, and they are quarreling over the issue of property distribution."
"I was in the hospital before because my son and daughter bumped into each other and started yelling and fighting."
Sister Zhang sighed.
Although she was not familiar with Professor Yue.
But after all, he is still in his 40s, at an age where there are seniors and juniors.
The most incomprehensible thing is the unfilial children of Professor Yue's family.
"That's too much. That Professor Yue must be so pitiful to have such a pair of children!"
The little nurse said indignantly.
Because the old professor had been lying in the hospital for several months, the young nurse had also taken care of him.
So I had contact with that old professor. He was obviously a patient who was easy to get along with and very knowledgeable and sensible.
Who knew that I would meet such a pair of unworthy descendants.
"Who says it's not the case? Look at the old professor lying on the hospital bed with his eyes blank."
"Hey, this guy has a really hard life."
Sister Zhang shook her head and sighed.
While the two nurses were chatting, they were in the medical ward.
Yue Jingtian was lying on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Only the occasional movement of his eyes let people know that this skinny old man still had vital signs.
Liver cancer is very tormenting, and every treatment is a huge torture to the body. If there were not some obsessions in his heart, I am afraid that this old man would have chosen to die.
Because for him, living is just a kind of suffering.
"Lao Yue, do you think it makes sense for us to be so persistent?"
Next to Professor Yue's bed, a patient sighed.
During the Chinese New Year, in order to prevent these critically ill patients from feeling lonely, the hospital brought patients from two wards together.
However, this Lao Wang was much luckier than Yue Jingtian. Although he was also a liver cancer patient, at least he had his family waiting for him in his last moments.
Unlike Yue Jingtian, he directly took his children to court because of the division of property and the unfilial piety of his children.
From that day on, his son and daughter never visited him again.
"I still haven't seen the people I want to see. If I don't look at them, I won't be able to close my eyes even if I die."
Yue Jingtian wanted to show that he was energetic, but his body was too weak and he coughed several times while speaking.
At this time, fireworks were not banned in the city, and there was a faint sound of firecrackers outside.
Even when they are lying in the ward, they can feel the festive New Year atmosphere outside.
Looking at the fireworks outside the window, Yue Jingtian's memory suddenly returned to 20 years ago.
At that time, his favorite son came to Shanghai with his wife and son to see him. He really wanted to see what the little boy who was hiding behind his parents looked like now.
Time can smooth everything out. After so many years, he had actually let go of the knot he had felt at the time, but he never had the nerve to go to northern Shanxi to visit the mother and son.
When he was diagnosed with liver cancer, he wanted to go see the doctor, but his body didn't allow it.
If he could not see the mother and son again before he died, Yue Jingtian felt that he would not be willing to die.
"Professor Yue, Teacher Wang, Happy New Year!"
The little nurse walked into the ward carrying the freshly cooked dumplings.
The customs here in Shanghai are different from those in northern Shanxi. It is popular here to eat dumplings during the New Year.
After listening to what Sister Zhang said just now, the young nurse was full of sympathy for Professor Yue.
Compared to Professor Yue, she is undoubtedly lucky.
At least I won’t be able to celebrate the Chinese New Year with my husband and his family this year, but next year will be okay.
But Professor Yue in front of him probably doesn't have this chance.
"Happy New Year, thank you."
Yue Jingtian forced himself to sit up, and his frozen heart gradually felt warmer.
Although his children don't care about him, there is still someone who cares about him, this old immortal.
At this time, a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing two braids and carrying a schoolbag, poked her head at the door of the ward.
"Rong Rong, why are you here?"
Yue Jingtian was obviously stunned when he saw the little girl.
Of course, this little girl is his granddaughter Yue Rongrong.
"Grandpa, dad and aunt don't care about you, but Rongrong does."
"These are dumplings made by Rongrong herself. Let's eat them together. Rongrong will spend the New Year with you."
The little girl slipped into the ward and took out the packed dumplings from her schoolbag. They were still steaming inside.
