Chapter 593

After a look at the time, Ling Wei found that it was already ten o'clock, so she put off the acupuncture for Uncle Li until tomorrow, which should be Uncle Li's rest time.

Ignoring the eyes of these female nurses sticking to Tang Ziqian, Ling Wei directly asked, "which room do we live in tonight? Please take us there."

The old house that Uncle Li lived in was left many years ago. It was a kind of earth house made of yellow mud. The whole house covers a large area. It's an old house where you can see the room clearly as soon as you enter the house.

The hall is in the middle, and the four rooms are in the southeast, northwest of the hall.

In this kind of old house, besides a little mosquito, the air is very good. On the contrary, the summer night here is very cool. You can even hear the sound of frogs and cicadas outside the window.

Led by the nurse, Ling Wei and Tang Ziqian come to the east room. There is a big bed in this room, which is still an old wooden bed. There are mosquito nets on the bed.

I haven't seen such a bed for many years. Ling Wei just feels a sense of familiarity. Many years ago, she lived in this kind of bed and this kind of house in her grandfather's house.

It seems that they can have a good night's sleep.

That night, the two of them spent the night on a wooden bed covered with dry straw.

And Uncle Li spent another miserable night in the care of those nurses in turn.

The next day.

When Ling Wei and Tang Ziqian got up, someone had already made delicious porridge in the house. When they went out to have a look, Ling Wei found that it was several old people gathered in the kitchen around the village.

The cooking in the kitchen is still the old-fashioned big pot burning firewood, and the rice porridge is the kind of fragrant and pleasant old-fashioned rice porridge.

Several bowls of fresh porridge have been put on the eight immortals table in the hall.

When the old people saw Ling Wei and Tang Ziqian appear, they politely pointed to the outside hall: "go to have breakfast, the porridge has been dried for you."

After hearing these words, and looking at the busy figure of these old people here, Ling Wei just feels warm. Her old friends have spent countless years in this village with Uncle Li. It seems that these old people are cooking for him when Uncle Li is seriously ill.

This touching and simple scene made Ling Wei's eyes red.

"Well, thank you."

He bowed to the old men, and Ling Wei lowered her head to cover her eyes full of tears.

After Li Ziqian bought the ticket for her, he decided not to call her.

She told Li Buwei about the situation here. Ling Wei knew that Li Buwei had a sense of propriety, so after the phone call, she came to Uncle Li's bedside again, took the bowl of white porridge in the hands of the nurse and fed him in person.

"Uncle. Uncle Li, he has bought a plane ticket. I believe he can arrive here at most this afternoon. "

It's only six o'clock in the morning now. If Li is lucky, he can buy tickets from seven to eight in the morning. After arriving in Rongcheng, he will come all the time. He will be able to arrive in the afternoon.

When hearing Ling Wei's words, Uncle Li, who was lying on the bed, left a drop of tears in his eyes.

He did not speak, just more efforts to let himself drink porridge, more efforts to put these for him has been difficult to swallow things swallow.

After dinner, Ling Wei took out her silver needle and decided to start to give the needle to the old man now. However, this action was keenly noticed by the nurses.

The female nurse in the white coat came up in a hurry. Without saying a word, she snatched her silver needle from Ling Wei's hand. She pointed at Ling Wei with angry eyes and cursed: "what do you want to do? What are you going to do to the old people? "

Looking at Tang Ziqian's inseparable following Ling Wei's side, these nurses have long been unhappy.

"What? I gave him the needle. Uncle Li is indeed in advanced stage of liver cancer, but it does not mean that there is no way to delay his life. What I want to do is to extend his life as much as possible. "

Ling Wei doesn't get angry about the nurse's move to snatch her silver needle. Instead, she sweeps the silver needle in her hand with calm eyes and normal expression, and says firmly.

But Ling Wei's words didn't get the agreement of the nurse. She not only didn't agree, but also sneered and said sarcastically: "extend life? Are you kidding? Uncle Li's condition has been specially examined by the experts in our county. There is no possibility of curing his advanced liver cancer, let alone extending his life. Now his condition is that he can live day by day. "

"Experts have made special diagnosis and treatment? Yes, there is no cure for his advanced liver cancer, but it doesn't mean he can't live on. Give me back the silver needle. "

Seeing the sarcastic look on the nurse's face, Ling Wei spoke out of the ignorance of these people, but her words were still polite. In her opinion, it was her duty that the nurse would treat herself like this. Maybe it was the guardian's sense of mission that made her so nervous about Uncle Li, which was a good thing.At least it proves that these female nurses are concerned about Uncle Li's health.

"Give it back to you and ask you to prick Uncle Li? I tell you, I won't give you back the silver needle. You either go away or stay here honestly. Uncle Li's advanced liver cancer is really incurable. We'll let him die naturally, but we're determined that you can't do anything to him. "

The female nurse sneers and raises the silver needle in her hand. She condescends to say this to Ling Wei.

It can be seen that Ling Wei's words did not make the female nurse understand.

Seeing the sarcastic look on the nurse's face, Ling Wei knew that it was useless to say more.

"By the way, I forgot to warn you. Uncle Li is an old Red Army in our country. If you dare to have any idea about him again, I advise you to think more about it. It doesn't matter if we get sick and die naturally, but if something happens in our hands, who will take the responsibility? What's more, you can let Uncle Li continue his life? What a joke you are making! I'm afraid you are just a freshman when you go out? What's the dream? It's funny that I want to continue my life for Uncle Li. "