Chapter 411

Zhou Andong sent Zhang Renru out of the ward and came back saying: "Hurry up and eat, we'll go for an examination in a while."

The little girl had already finished gnawing a duck leg, and then patted her little hands: "I'm full, I want to watch TV."

Zhou Andong ignored her, and didn't have time to manage her; after eating, he tidied up.

That Director Liu was very punctual; he came in at nine-thirty, and then personally led people, pushing Zhou Xiaoxin to do the examination.

Having someone makes things easy; this saying is not false at all. If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't necessarily finish the examination after queuing for a day. They finished several items in just over an hour, and it was all green lights.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Zhou Andong and An Jing took the little girl to Tiananmen, which excited the little girl so much that she kept chattering on the way back.

In the evening, An Jing invited Zhou Andong, Yuan Liying, and the little girl to have a meal at a restaurant near the hospital. Because the Fengjing store was opening on the 8th, she had to go back tomorrow.

The next morning, An Jing came to the hospital to check again, and then Zhou Andong drove that van and sent An Jing to the train station.

"It's about time, hurry up and go in."

"Okay!" An Jing nodded, "You go back too, drive slowly, don't rush."

Zhou Andong said: "If there's anything, call; you also know the ward phone number."

An Jing very naturally straightened Zhou Andong's collar, "I'm going in."

"Go in!" Zhou Andong watched An Jing enter the waiting room before he drove back to the hospital.

At this time, Zhang Renru was holding an X-ray film in his hand, his expression very serious, and it was only after a while that he said to a young man beside him: "Notify Professor Qian, Professor Li, and the chief physicians of all departments to come to the conference room immediately."

"Okay!" The young man left quickly.

More than three hours later, the meeting ended, and Zhou Andong was called to Zhang Renru's office.

"The examination results are not optimistic."

Zhou Andong's heart tightened, and he heard Zhang Renru say again: "It's mainly because too much time was delayed; the dislocation of the spinal fracture caused the entire spine to deform. If we do surgery, we have to cut off several pieces of the spine and then reconnect them."

Zhou Andong asked: "Is there any hope of standing up again?"

Zhang Renru pondered for a while: "If you had come when the accident first happened, I would have had a hundred percent certainty of letting your father stand up. But now, I can only say that without surgery, there is absolutely no hope. With surgery, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Zhou Andong nodded and said without hesitation: "Then do it!"

"Okay, I will perform this surgery myself." Zhang Renru thought for a while, "It's set for next..."

Zhou Andong returned to the ward and said with a smile: "Dad, the examination results are very good. Director Zhang said that after the surgery, as long as you persist in rehabilitation training, you will definitely be able to stand up."

Zhou Xiaoxin heard this, and his hands shook with excitement: "Re... really?"

"Of course it's true!" Zhou Andong said: "However, rehabilitation training is very difficult and requires great perseverance; I'm just afraid you won't be able to persist."

Zhou Xiaoxin clenched his fists tightly: "What bitterness haven't I eaten? A rehabilitation training won't defeat me."

"Also!" Zhou Andong picked up the cigarettes on the bedside table, "You need to quit smoking."

"What?" Zhou Xiaoxin said: "Does my illness have anything to do with smoking?"

"Director Zhang said that smoking affects rehabilitation, but he didn't say you had to quit smoking." Zhou Andong shook the cigarettes in his hand with a serious face, "Whether to quit or not, you decide for yourself."

Zhou Xiaoxin was stunned, struggling violently in his heart, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll quit. Take the cigarettes away, so I won't be able to resist when I see them."

Zhou Andong smiled, opened the bedside table, and took out two packs of cigarettes: "I'm taking them away, you can't ask Mom for them."

Zhou Xiaoxin said decisively: "I guarantee I won't ask for them!"

Zhou Andong looked at Yuan Liying: "Mom, you heard it, you can't buy cigarettes for Dad anymore."

"I heard it!" Yuan Liying agreed with a smile, "When is the surgery?"

Zhou Andong said: "Next... today is Monday, there are still more than ten days. Give Dad more good food, his body is too weak."

December 8, 1992, the eleventh lunar month, Tuesday!

In the morning, Zhou Andong was awakened by a knock on the door; he didn't need to think to know who it was.

He got up, put on his clothes, walked over to open the door, and sure enough, Tong Xiao was standing outside.

"You didn't just get up, did you."

Zhou Andong yawned: "Yeah, awakened by your knocking."

Tong Xiao asked with some embarrassment: "How is Uncle, are the examinations all done?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "Next... the doctor said the situation is not optimistic. But we have to try; the result can't be worse than it is now."

Tong Xiao said: "Right, in this world, there is no lack of miracles. I believe Uncle will definitely get better."

"Thank you!" Zhou Andong said with a smile, "I also believe he will get better."

Tong Xiao felt that this topic was a bit heavy, so she immediately changed the subject: "Do you have nothing to do today?"

"Nothing!" Zhou Andong entered the bathroom and picked up the toothbrush he bought yesterday to brush his teeth.

Tong Xiao said: "Since you have nothing to do, I'll take you out to play today."

Zhou Andong thought for a while: "Okay!"

He had been to Beijing more than once, but that was in his previous life; he was still very unfamiliar with Beijing in this era. Taking this opportunity, and having a free tour guide, to look around was quite good.

After washing up, Tong Xiao took Zhou Andong to eat breakfast: "Do you want to go drink a bowl of douzhi, and have two big fritters."

Zhou Andong hadn't drunk Beijing's douzhi, but he had heard of it; that stuff, the taste was very thick, and ordinary people couldn't enjoy it.

"Have you drunk it?"

Tong Xiao bit her lip: "I've drunk it, of course, and I like it very much."

Zhou Andong pointed at Tong Xiao with a smile: "I can tell you're lying."

"No!" Tong Xiao waved her hand, "Let's go, I'll take you to drink authentic douzhi, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Zhou Andong followed Tong Xiao into a decades-old shop helplessly, and when he drank the first sip of douzhi, he almost vomited.

"Don't drink it, don't drink it, this taste, I really can't adapt."

Tong Xiao also only drank one sip, then pushed the bowl away, laughing very happily: "I don't drink it either."

Zhou Andong said with annoyance: "You actually tricked me."

"No!" Tong Xiao blinked her innocent big eyes, couldn't help but laugh again, and then asked for something else.

After the two finished eating, the first stop was the Forbidden City, and they ate roast duck at Qianmen at noon.

For the next two days, Tong Xiao took Zhou Andong running around and eating everywhere, and Zhou Andong also had his fill of delicacies.

December 13, 1992, the twentieth day of the eleventh lunar month, Sunday!

Tong Xiao took Zhou Andong through the hutongs for a day, and when they returned home in the evening, they were so tired they lay on the sofa.

Liu Lanya came out of the bedroom gnawing on an apple: "Where have you been running these past few days, not seeing you until evening. Every day you're tired to death, yet you're so happy."

"Don't tell you." Tong Xiao turned over and got up, snatched the apple from Liu Lanya, held the remote control in the other hand, and turned on the TV.

"What's good about the news." Liu Lanya sat down, "Hey, Jiangzhou Liquor Factory Factory Director Zhou Andong? Xiaoxiao, isn't this your brother..."

With a snap, the apple in Tong Xiao's hand fell to the ground.