Wu Mian stared at the old man and guessed that someone was going to buy land in the village before he was ill. He always remembered.
As for the specific matter, Wu Mian had no way to know or persuade.
Fan Zhongzhi''s situation is wrong. No one thought he would be so excited when he woke up. The monitor has started to alarm, and the steady heart rate soared to about 160 beats and minutes.
"Girl, find a nurse." Wu Mian said, "intramuscular injection of diazepam 10mg."
"OK." Chu Zhixi turned around and ran out.
"Sir, don''t get excited. The land hasn''t been sold, it hasn''t been sold. It''s really not sold." fan dongkai repeatedly persuaded him.
"You bastards who are open to money, can you believe the words of those fake foreign devils?" fan Zhongzhi didn''t listen to what fan dongkai said and continued to scold, "there''s no food from crops. Why do you go to make money? The fake foreign devils finally took money to spend their time abroad. What do the people do!"
Fan Zhongzhi didn''t sound weak when he just woke up. He scolded angrily, and his voice spread far through the door.
"Old man, keep your voice down. There are other patients in the ward." Wu Mian lowered his voice and said seriously.
Fan Zhongzhi was stunned, then he lay down with hatred, pursed his lips, and the scar on his right cheek wriggled slightly, as if he wanted to live.
Seeing that the old man was quiet, Wu Mian turned and asked fan dongkai, "what''s going on?"
"Oh, old fool."
"You little bunnies are confused. When you see money, you get into it and pull it out." fan Zhongzhi scolded in a low voice.
Although his voice was not loud, his anger did not ease at all.
"Old man, you understand wrong," said Wu Mian hurriedly. "The cost of hospitalization was handed over by a film crew. It is necessary to make a documentary about the war to resist US aggression and aid Korea."
One of Fan Zhong suddenly calmed down.
He frowned slightly, and the vertical and horizontal gullies on his face were a little deeper.
"Brother brother." Chu Chi Xi ran back. She did not call the nurse, but carried a muscle injection tray, which contained disinfectant sprays, syringes and diazepam and cotton swabs.
"Wait, don''t use it first." Wu Mian said softly.
"Old man, look at you. Your heart rate is fast." Wu Mian smiled. "You have Alzheimer''s disease for more than three years. You should not remember anything in the middle. Calm down first and don''t give us any trouble."
Then Wu Mian stretched out his hand to pat fan Zhongzhi''s hand to show comfort.
But just as his hand was about to fall, fan Zhongzhi raised his left hand and blocked it on the old red cloth package in front of his chest. It didn''t look like an old man in his nineties.
"I fainted for more than three years?" asked fan Zhongzhi.
Wu Mian saw fan Zhongzhi''s quick thinking, he could understand what he said, and his heart was completely put down.
The revised procedure is more accurate than when performing surgery on Yuan Wei''s a Yi.
Now from fan Zhongzhi''s behavior, the effect is very good, and Wu Mian is very satisfied.
"Yes."
"To make a documentary? In China?"
"Old man, please be quiet and I''ll tell you." Wu Mian asked.
"OK." fan Zhongzhi closed his eyes and his eyelids beat gently, "help me up."
"Wait a minute," said Wu Mian, glancing at Chu Zhixi.
Chu Zhixi understood Wu Mian''s meaning. She put down the tray in her hand, ran to the end of the bed and shook the bed on her upper body.
Wu Mian and fan dongkai hold fan Zhongzhi in a semi reclining position.
Although the alarm of the monitor is still ringing, the heart rate has dropped from 160 minutes to about 120 minutes.
"Old man, don''t scare me." Wu Mian half joking class said seriously, "the operation is very smooth and the effect is very good. Calm down, don''t get excited and suddenly have a heart attack."
"I''m fine, doctor. I''ll listen to you." fan Zhongzhi slightly opened his eyes, and the turbidity in his eyes disappeared. Although people are still old and yellow, they have spirituality.
"That''s right," Wu Mian said. "The state has contacted that side in recent years to pick up the remains of volunteer soldiers."
Wu Mian spoke slowly and observed fan Zhongzhi as he spoke. If the old man is excited, he must take a shot of Valium. Whether it is intramuscular injection or intravenous injection depends on the situation at that time.
Fan Zhongzhi''s expression did not change, but the red cloth pressed by his right hand was wrapped tightly.
"There is a director who is responsible for making documentaries and leaving some information. Otherwise, in a few years, I''m afraid young people will forget the past." Wu Mian said, "isn''t that right? Find the old people who were still in the army and find you. But you have Alzheimer''s disease, and I can cure it here."
Wu Mian said simply. Fan Zhongzhi nodded, holding the red cloth in his right hand, and the package became tighter and tighter.
"When?" asked fan Zhongzhi. "Where''s my uniform?"
"Good morning," said Wu Mian. "After the new year, you should take care of yourself first. Don''t worry."
"Oh." fan Zhongzhi nodded.
"I want to have porridge in recent days. I''ll ask the canteen to send it to you." Wu Mian said, "have a good rest for a few days. If you have something to say slowly, don''t worry."
"Doctor, what you said is true?" fan Zhongzhi asked, looking at Wu Mian.
"Really."
"A few years ago, I watched TV and said that I began to pick up my old comrades in arms. I was happy and sad. This man told me that it would be good if he could come back. It would be good if he could come back." fan Zhongzhi said, "if I could pick them up... Dongkai, the Kang cabinet didn''t move."
"Sir, none of us dare to move your things."
"Sun my military uniform. There is a box containing military merit medals. Bring it to me sometime. I''ll try it. When I''m old, I have to be spiritual."
Fan Zhongzhi''s mood was very stable, and Wu Mian took a breath. It would be troublesome to cry.
"By the way, the land hasn''t been sold." fan Zhongzhi never forgets it.
"No," said fan dongkai hurriedly, "it''s all there. The country didn''t let it in the end. It''s said that it''s a red line and can''t move."
Fan Zhongzhi''s body was obviously relaxed. He took a long breath and murmured, "it''s good that they didn''t sell. Those foreign devils and two devils can''t believe what they said. Looking at the dog like, full of bad water, you little rabbits can''t play with others. Back then..."
"Grandpa, don''t always talk about the past, which makes people laugh." fan dongkai whispered unhappily.
Wu Mian vaguely guessed what the situation was, smiled and said, "old man, you put your heart in your stomach. It''s all right."
"Oh, I''m worried. Not long before I passed out, those dogs came to the village with boxes. The little rabbits in the village didn''t know anything and were open to money, so they made plans to sell the land. They also said that farming didn''t make money! Is that a matter of making money? It''s a matter of living!"