Rebirth 1975: Tore up the call-back order at the beginning

The news that Lao Zhang was critically ill was conveyed to Zhou Yang by someone from Zhong Qi, who also stated that the situation was not good and asked Zhou Yang to be mentally prepared and come back as soon as possible.

After receiving the bad news, Zhou Yang's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew Lao Zhang's situation better than anyone else. The old man's body had collapsed long ago.

If Zhong Qi hadn't been using Chinese medicine to help regulate his body in the past few years, and he often asked the canteen to open a small stove for the old man to make nutritious and easy-to-digest meals, he would have collapsed long ago.

The previous two critical illnesses had exhausted his energy and energy, and he even had to deal with his funeral arrangements. Fortunately, he managed to survive in the end, but this time he was afraid that he would be in danger.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang immediately bid farewell to Zheng Chengze, Huang Yalou and others, and then took a flight back to Babaoliang Village.

Before leaving, Zhou Yang called Lu Zhengjun again and asked him to immediately arrange for two cars to go to his house and wait.

Then Zhou Yang told Li Youwei the situation, asked her to clean up briefly, and then rushed back to the village with Wen Hui and Bao'er.

Lao Zhang has always treated his children as his own family, and since he has no children or relatives, what he wants most at this time is to have a few children by his side.

The plane landed at two o'clock in the afternoon. After getting off the plane, Zhou Yang didn't even return to work, so he rushed to the hospital by car.

After arriving at the hospital, he did not go to the ward to see Lao Zhang. Instead, he knocked on Zhong Qi's office first.

Seeing Zhou Yang pushing the door open, Zhong Qi immediately stood up from his chair.

"Brother Yang, are you back?"

"Well, how is Uncle Zhang's situation?" Zhou Yang asked in a low tone.

Zhong Qi shook his head and said: "It's not good. When he was sent here, he was already in a coma and had a high fever. Although he got slightly better after our treatment, it didn't last long.

"Uncle Zhang hasn't eaten for two days now, and he is in a groggy state most of the time. He rarely wakes up a few times. Based on my experience, he may not be able to survive!"

Zhou Yang was half a doctor himself, so he naturally knew what Zhong Qi was talking about.

When a seriously ill old man suddenly starts not to eat, it means that his life is coming to an end, and the last period of time begins to work hard. How many days he can survive depends on his physical condition.

Although he had expected this situation, Zhou Yang still felt that his heart could not help but tremble after he truly understood the situation.

"How long can Uncle Zhang last?"

Zhong Qi shook his head and said: "I can't say for sure, but based on my experience, it's only been in the past few days."

Zhong Qi didn't dare to say this too fully. Although he already knew Uncle Zhang's physical condition, he was a doctor, not a judge. He couldn't decide life or death with one word.

The most important thing is that human life is really fragile. Sometimes a person will be gone if he sneeze or laugh a few times.

But sometimes when you say you are tough, you really are tough. There are patients who cannot eat and can survive for two months just by drinking water and taking infusions.

How long Lao Zhang can last, no one can say!

Zhou Yang nodded and said: "Uncle Zhang's ward is over there, take me there to see his old man!"

"it is good!"

Then Zhong Qi closed the door and took Zhou Yang to the inpatient department at the back.

Lao Zhang's ward is on the third floor and is a separate ward.

When several people came over, they found that except for Lao Zhang, Ma Xiaolan was the only one left in the room guarding the bedside.

Seeing the sound of pushing the door, Ma Xiaolan immediately stood up and turned around.

When they saw Zhou Yang, Zhong Qi and others coming in, they immediately came forward with red eyes.

"Dean, Doctor Zhong..."

Although Zhou Yang's nose was a little sore, he still comforted the little girl and said, "Don't cry. Did Uncle Zhang wake up today?"

"No, I woke up once yesterday afternoon and haven't woken up until now!" Ma Xiaolan said with red eyes.

Zhou Yang nodded and immediately walked to the hospital bed.

When he saw Lao Zhang on the hospital bed, he was shocked and distressed.

Although he knew that people's bodies change a lot as they age, he never thought that Lao Zhang, who was still energetic some time ago, seemed to be a different person now.

At this time, his body was skinny and skinny, his cheeks and temples were sunken, and his hair was sparse. His head seemed to have shrunk by more than half at once, which made people feel distressed and pitiful just looking at him.

With just one glance, Zhou Yang knew that there was really nothing he could do to save himself this time, and that his body was really running out of gas.

Squatting in front of the bed, Zhou Yang called Lao Zhang's name in his ear with a trembling voice.

But he called several times in succession, but there was no response from Lao Zhang.

Zhou Yang then sighed helplessly, his nose sore, and two lines of tears could no longer hold back from falling from the corners of his eyes.

When the others saw this, they also cried.

After a while, Zhou Yang's mood calmed down.

He wiped his tears, then looked at Zhong Qi and said, "Who knows now that Uncle Zhang is critically ill?"

"Almost all the leaders of our unit and Uncle Zhang's colleagues in the printing factory know about it, and the village cadres in the village have also been here. As for the others, they have not been notified yet!" Zhong Qidao said.

"Well, from now on, arrange for a few people to guard Uncle Zhang day and night. If there is any situation, call me immediately!" Zhou Yang said.

"Yes!"

"Comrade Xiaolan, you have worked hard these days, leave the rest of the time to us!" Zhou Yang said.

Ma Xiaolan said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, taking care of the teacher is what I should do, and it's not just me. During this time, all the comrades in our editorial department have taken turns to take care of the teacher!"

"it is good..."

Just as he was talking, the door was gently pushed open a crack, and then he saw Ye Zhenshan walking in with a lesbian in her thirties.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang immediately stepped forward to say hello: "Uncle Ye, are you here?"

"Well, I asked the third child to come over and see Uncle Zhang!"

Then Ye Zhenshan pointed at Zhou Yang and said to the lesbian beside him: "Zhi Lan, this is the Zhou Yang I often tell you. He is the great benefactor of our family!"

The female comrade first gave Zhou Yang a military salute, and then said: "Hello, chief, I am Ye Zhilan, a doctor at the Second Army Hospital. Thank you for taking care of Wen Hui and our family."

Zhou Yang said hurriedly: "You're welcome, I just did what I could."

Ye Zhenshan also echoed and said: "Zhilan, we will talk about these things later. Go and check on Uncle Zhang!"

"it is good!"

With that said, Ye Zhilan walked to the hospital bed, first briefly checked Lao Zhang's physical condition, and then asked someone to look at Lao Zhang's medical records.

After a while, she shook her head at her father. Obviously there was nothing she could do in this situation.

Seeing this situation, Ye Zhenshan, Zhou Yang and others felt depressed again.

Then Ye Zhenshan patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder and called him outside the ward.

Coming to the corridor, Ye Zhenshan looked at Zhou Yang and said, "Uncle Zhang is afraid that he may not be able to survive. Some things must be arranged in advance!"

"Uncle Ye, are you talking about reporting to the organization?" Zhou Yang said in a deep voice.

Although Lao Zhang is almost like an ordinary old man now, he is not an ordinary person after all, and many things have established procedures.

For example, if you need to report your critical illness to the relevant departments, then the higher authorities will definitely send someone to express condolences.

At the same time, Lao Zhang’s comrades, colleagues and friends must be notified of this kind of thing to come and see him for the last time.

"Yes, I'm afraid it will be too late if you don't do it!"

Then Ye Zhenshan said again: "There are also some things that should be prepared, such as shrouds, coffins, cemeteries, etc. We have to prepare for the worst."

Zhou Yang nodded and said, "Uncle Zhang has already told me before that if anything happens to him, the funeral will be simple, the body will be cremated, no memorial service will be held, no land will be used to build a tomb, no tombstones will be erected, and the ashes will be scattered in the village. On the beam ground at the east end."

"Furthermore, Uncle Zhang has distributed his property some time ago. The courtyard in the capital was given to Wen Hui and Bao'er. All the cash and other things were used to build the school. If there is any leftover, it will be given to the organization as party dues."

Ye Zhenshan was silent for a moment, and then said: "There are some things that we can't make the decision about, and Uncle Zhang can't make the decision either. It's better to report the situation first and then talk about it!"

"Okay, then I'll leave this place to you, Uncle Ye, to take care of it. I'll call the higher ups now!"

After saying that, Zhou Yang hurriedly left the hospital with a heavy heart...

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