Fan dongkai was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Grandpa woke up.


    Since the "old fool", Grandpa''s words are vague. Even fan dongkai, who has been taking care of his grandfather for many years, rarely understands what his grandfather is saying. It''s basically nonsense and can''t be heard clearly.


    But the voice was not only clear, but also called his own name.


    Fan dongkai sat beside Wu Mian as if he had been hit by a fixed body spell and was stunned for three seconds.


    "Go and have a look." Wu Mian touched fan dongkai with his elbow.


    "Oh." fan dongkai quickly stood up and walked quickly to the head of the bed.


    Fan Zhongzhi put his right hand on his chest and pressed it on the old red cloth.


    He opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and looked at the things in the room curiously like a child.


    "Grandpa, you''re awake." fan dongkai asked, his voice trembling slightly, and his tears couldn''t stop.


    "What''s wrong with me? How did the loser send me here?" fan Zhongzhi scolded in a low voice.


    His voice was weak and vague, but he could express what he wanted to express. Fan dongkai understood it very well.


    "Grandpa, this is..."


    "Am I going to die?" fan Zhongzhi wanted to raise his left hand, but his body was weak. He couldn''t raise his arm again when he only raised it to his chest.


    "Grandpa, Grandpa, don''t move. Just after the operation, keep it light." fan dongkai said anxiously. He was afraid that he might damage the effect of the operation.


    "Where are my clothes."


    "Under the bed."


    "What about your father and your second uncle?" fan Zhongzhi asked.


    "They are at home. There are still some small jobs left in the autumn harvest. They are all busy."


    "Give me the cotton waistcoat inside," said fan Zhongzhi.


    "Grandpa, you have a rest. Don''t worry."


    The old man''s white eyebrows were slightly picked. Fan dongkai subconsciously flashed aside. Wu Mian laughed in his heart.


    It seems that the old man had a bad temper before he was ill. This is the rhythm of raising his hand. Fan dongkai was used to it for a long time, so he subconsciously avoided it.


    "Old man, I''m your attending doctor. Do you want a cotton waistcoat? It''s not cold in the ward." Wu Mian stood by the bed and said in a warm voice.


    Fan Zhongzhi turned his head slightly, glanced at Wu Mian with the rest of his eyes, and said, "doctor, I guess I can''t. I don''t know how dizzy I am. Thank you for saving me."


    "You''re welcome."


    "Give me the cotton shoulder."


    Wu Mian bent down and looked for the cotton waistcoat.


    The waistband is very broken. The cotton wadding inside is very solid. It''s a little heavy when you carry it. Although it certainly won''t be cold in the high room, Wu Mian still handed fan Zhongzhi the cotton waistcoat.


    "Old man, do you want to put it on? Fan dongkai and I will help you up." Wu Mian said.


    Fan Zhongzhi closed his eyes and seemed unable to keep up with his spirit. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "dongkai, the third patch in it was mended by the little cloth left by your grandmother. Take it apart."


    "Hmm?" fan dongkai was stunned.


    "Open it!" fan Zhongzhi gradually "got used to" talking. He said again in a deep voice, full of dignity.


    "Grandpa, take a break. Don''t worry."


    "Little rabbit, you still don''t listen to me!" fan Zhongzhi opened his eyes and scolded.


    Wu Mian smiled and did not stop him.


    Fan dongkai glanced at Wu Mian and saw that he didn''t speak, so he had to take over the cotton shoulder and find the patch made of floret cloth, "Sir, there seems to be something in it."


    "That''s saving. All the money your grandmother and I saved is here."


    "Save it and do something." fan dongkai said casually.


    "Dongkai, I''m afraid it''s a reflection." fan Zhongzhi said in a deep voice, "although my body is OK, I fainted inexplicably. I can wake up when I come to the hospital, but I don''t think I can."


    “……”


    "I haven''t saved anything in my life. I''ll take some money out of my teeth with your grandmother and give it to you." fan Zhongzhi said, "here..."


    "Sir, don''t talk." fan dongkai glanced at Wu Mian and saw that he was not unhappy. There was only a faint smile on his face, but it wasn''t ridicule. He nodded apologetically at Wu Mian and continued, "Grandpa, don''t talk nonsense. Your body is very hard. Don''t believe it. Let Dr. Wu tell you."


    "Can you believe what the doctor said?" said fan Zhongzhi. "I''ve been a village party secretary all my life. When my family can''t, they don''t always say that it''s OK to come to the doctor and keep it for a few days. What they want to eat is a routine. I understand."


    "..." Wu Mian smiled.


    "It''s peace of mind to go on the road. Don''t think I don''t know." said fan Zhongzhi. "Hurry up, little rabbit! While I still understand now, I''ll give you a share of the things so as to save my brothers from making a fuss about this little money."


    "Master..."


    "Old man, let me open it for you." Wu Mian smiled.


    "Doctor, come on." fan Zhongzhi was not polite.


    Wu Mian took the cotton shoulder from fan dongkai and asked Chu Zhixi to find a sterile blade and a hemostatic forceps and open the patch.


    "You look good, young man. Why do you look like a woman? You are so familiar with sewing." fan Zhongzhi said when he saw Wu Mian''s skillful skills. "The sewing and mending is left to your daughter-in-law. The old man should go to work in the field."


    "..." fan dongkai was speechless. He looked at Wu Mian with an apologetic face.


    "Old man, I just work in the hospital." Wu Mian didn''t care, smiled and said, "I''m not a barefoot doctor in the village. This is the provincial capital."


    Fan Zhongzhi''s expression was stiff, and then he glared at fan dongkai. Although the body is weak, the sharp meaning in the eyes is as sharp as a knife.


    "How many children in my family are you so corrupt!" fan Zhongzhi scolded. "Are you selling my big tile roofed house?"


    "No, sir..."


    "Old man, it''s not." Wu Mian took down the patch steadily. The small calico has been polished quickly, but the knitting texture is still very clear. Wu Mian doesn''t put much effort on his hand. A thread and a piece of cloth can be removed cleanly.


    "Someone will give you money. Don''t worry."


    "Paralyzed Laozi doesn''t need to give them money!"


    I don''t know why, fan Zhongzhi yelled and scolded Wu Mian in a daze.


    Although the old man just woke up, he could see that he used to open his mouth and scold when talking to fan dongkai, but he talked to himself very gently.


    What''s the matter?


    "Go, go home!" fan Zhongzhi supported himself from the bed to sit up. But his body hasn''t moved for a long time, and his muscles have shrunk to varying degrees, which is no longer what he remembered. With a flash of his arm, the man just stood up a few inches and fell down again.


    "Don''t move, sir." fan dongkai quickly pressed him on the bed.


    "The land can''t be sold. Those dog days are so ungrateful! If you sell the land to see me, I''ll kill you so much. I''d rather go out of the house!" fan Zhongzhi scolded.