Life is a Game

After Jiang Weiming woke up, everything went on the right track. As soon as Jiang Weiming bought the thermos, the doctor and nurse came to inform Jiang Weiming to change the ward. The others didn't just stay in the ward after eating and came back to get busy. Jiang Zaide sent the things to the ward and went back to work in the company. Helped to look at nearby houses.

Jiang Weiming seldom said that he would stay in the hospital for a month. During this period, besides the nurses, someone would also need to stay in the ward 24 hours. rest.

There are quite a few short-term rental houses near Renyi Hospital. Jiang Jianshe and Jiang Jianguo went to see the houses after asking the family members of other patients.

In the afternoon, there were only Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Feng left in the ward. On the way, Zhang Guanghang also made a special trip to visit Jiang Weiming, and helped Jiang Feng contact the nurse who had taken care of Xia Mubing before. The nurse would be able to come to work tomorrow morning.

Zhang Guanghang stayed in the hospital for about an hour, then went back to get ready for work.

After Zhang Guanghang left, Jiang Feng received a call from Jiang Yong, and Jiang Yong was slightly relieved to learn that Jiang Weiming had woken up and was in good condition. He told Jiang Feng that he had asked Xu Cheng for leave and booked a flight for that night to be at the hospital early tomorrow morning.

Almost as soon as Jiang Feng hung up Jiang Yong's call, he received a call from Xu Cheng. As a devout diner, Xu Cheng really cared about the health of every master chef. After learning that Jiang Weiming had woken up and asked about his condition, Xu Cheng said that he and Han Guishan would visit Jiang Weiming in the ward at night.

At first, Jiang Feng thought that Xu Cheng's phone call was the end of the greeting, but he didn't expect it to be just the beginning. After Xu Cheng's call, Jiang Feng would receive calls about Jiang Weiming's current situation every few minutes. Some were from colleagues, some were from diners, and a few were from suppliers. Jiang Feng didn't know what they were doing. Know your mobile phone number.

The Jiang family didn't deliberately conceal the news, and there was no need to conceal such things, it was just because Xu Cheng speeded up the spread of the news. As long as anyone has anything to do with Taifeng Tower, whether it's out of kindness or temptation, they will call to inquire about Jiang Weiming's situation.

As for why they called Jiang Feng, it wasn't because they knew that Jiang Feng was the boss behind Taifeng Building, but because Jiang Feng was the spokesperson for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Taifeng Building's back kitchen and Jiang Weiming's grandnephew. They couldn't contact Jiang Weiguo, and Jiang Jiankang didn't have a sense of existence. Don't ask Jiang Feng about this kind of thing.

In this way, Jiang Feng answered calls all afternoon outside the ward, until he received that the phone was out of battery and turned off, asking the nurse in the next bed to borrow a charger before he was able to stop.

As for Jiang Weiming, after he heard that Renyi had a small cafeteria that patients' families could use, he went to the attending doctor to find out what kind of food Jiang Weiming could eat at the moment, and excitedly went to buy vegetables, ready to show off his master's cooking skills. art.

The environment of the double room is much better than that of the quadruple room, and it is relatively quieter. Even the LCD TV hanging on the wall looks bigger than the quadruple room.

In the same ward as Jiang Weiming was a young man who looked to be in his 20s, with only one nurse taking care of him. Since Jiang Weiming was pushed into this ward, he has been lying on the bed with his neck tilted and watching TV. Jiang Feng thinks that he may not be able to move his hands just after the operation, otherwise he must be lying down and playing with his mobile phone instead of lying down. watch TV.

When it was around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the old man also went back.

He asked Jiang Feng to stay in the ward with Jiang Weiming, so he didn't have to go back to work in Taifeng building, and went home directly at night.

Jiang Feng was the only one left beside Jiang Weiming's hospital bed.

The breathing mask on Jiang Weiming's face has been taken off, his lips are still bloodless, and his voice is low and inaudible. In his own words, his current state is that he feels tired lying down with no strength all over his body, and he can't play with his mobile phone like the young man in the hospital bed next door.

After Jiang Weiguo left, Jiang Weiming was just like the young man in the next bed, watching TV with his head tilted.

The guy in the next bed was watching an American drama. Jiang Feng glanced at it and found that it was a criminal investigation drama, which probably appealed to Jiang Weiming. He remembered that Jiang Weiming was watching American criminal investigation dramas at home during the Chinese New Year last year.

The ward was so quiet, only the sound of the TV remained.

It might be because it was too quiet, which made the young man in the next bed feel a little uncomfortable. Instead of watching TV, he tilted his head and kept staring at Jiang Weiming. Jiang Feng didn't know what else he could see except the quilt from his current angle.

"Grandpa, do you want to watch another drama?" the young man asked.

"No need." Jiang Weiming said.

"Why don't you switch to a domestic drama, I'm afraid you won't be able to read the subtitles on the TV clearly." The young man was still very considerate.

"No, I understand." Jiang Weiming continued.

The young man stopped talking. Looking at his expression, Jiang Feng felt that he didn't believe Jiang Weiming's words either.

Jiang Feng just sat by the hospital bed and watched TV with Jiang Weiming, asking him from time to time if he needed some hot water, watching for two hours, until Jiang Weiwei came up with a newly bought lunch box containing freshly cooked dinner.

"Master, you haven't eaten all day. I asked the doctor and he said that you should eat lightly for the next two days. I cooked you a vegetable porridge and steamed a bowl of hibiscus eggs. When I cooked the porridge, I mixed some Xiaomi, I'll cook chicken for you when you can drink chicken soup in a few days." Jiang Weiwei said, "I'm afraid that the Furong egg will taste bad to you, so I put some soy sauce on it."

"I'm interested." Jiang Weiming said with a smile. Jiang Weiming helped him up and prepared to feed him, but Jiang Weiming refused.

Although he didn't have much strength, it wasn't to the point where he needed to be fed.

"Xiaofeng, you're hungry too, eat two bites of eggs and then drink a bowl of porridge." Jiang Weisheng greeted, he deliberately cooked a little more when cooking porridge and steamed eggs.

"Thank you Uncle Jiang." Jiang Feng went to the cabinet to get the newly bought bowls and chopsticks.

When it comes to cooking porridge, Jiang Weiwei is far inferior to Jiang Feng. To be precise, Jiang Feng has never met anyone who can cook porridge better than him since he won the title of porridge king.

Jiang Feng could tell with the naked eye that Jiang Weisheng's porridge cooked today was a bit too thick, and the Furong egg didn't look right. Although Jiang Weiming's cooking skills are not very good, he is not good enough to make simple vegetable porridge and hibiscus eggs like this. Obviously, his mood has affected his cooking skills, and Jiang Weiming was most affected by his hospitalization.

Jiang Feng took a sip of vegetable porridge first, and the taste was generally the same as that sold in ordinary small shops. After wolfing down a small bowl of porridge, Jiang Feng scooped up a small spoonful of Furong eggs.

Entrance, salty.

Jiang Feng almost couldn't control the expression on his face and frowned. This was probably the saltiest steamed egg he had ever eaten in his life. He didn't know if Jiang Sanwei accidentally sprinkled salt into it while distracted while steaming the egg, or if he forgot to drip the soy sauce two or three times when he dripped the soy sauce at the end.

Anyway, this hibiscus egg is salty.

Very salty, outrageously salty.

Then Jiang Weiming said, "The porridge is a bit thick, but the eggs are okay."

Looks very normal.

Jiang Feng couldn't help praising secretly in his heart, the third grandpa was indeed worthy of being the third grandpa, he could open his eyes and say such nonsense without changing his face and heartbeat when he strengthened his apprentice's confidence.

"Master, how about Furong eggs? Is it okay to be salty? The doctor said you can't eat too salty now, so I just added a little soy sauce." Jiang Weiwei asked.

Jiang Feng:?

"It's a little light, just do what the doctor said." Jiang Weiming said, continuing to eat the hibiscus eggs with a normal expression.

Jiang Feng was a little confused at first, but then he realized that Jiang Weiming's sense of taste had deteriorated severely, so the over-salted hibiscus egg might taste normal to him, and it wouldn't be too difficult to eat.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, is your phone turned off? Just now your father called me and said that your phone seems to be turned off. He said that the boss Lu Sheng of Yongheju will come to see Master tonight and let you know in advance." Jiang health road.

It was only then that Jiang Feng remembered that he still had a mobile phone. He had forgotten to turn on his mobile phone because he was too engrossed in watching TV.

Jiang Feng quickly turned on his phone, and found a long list of missed calls and text messages. After his phone ran out of battery, there were still quite a few people who called to greet Jiang Weiming, but he didn't receive any of them.

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng simply organized his language and sent a message to the circle of friends reporting safety, directly telling all the friends in the circle of friends that Jiang Weiming is in good condition and everything is safe, and he doesn't want to experience the feeling of answering the phone this afternoon again.

What Jiang Feng didn't know was that he posted Jiang Weiming's circle of friends in the hospital ward that everything was safe, but the grandfather of another person who also read his circle of friends in the hospital ward was not all safe.

Sun Guanyun had been lying in the ICU for a week, and half of his body was covered with loess.

After watching Jiang Feng's circle of friends, Sun Jikai wanted to give a like, but after thinking about it, he didn't press his finger down, and put the phone's screen into his pants pocket.

He knew about Jiang Weiming's hospitalization for acute heart failure right away. Although he left Taifeng Building, he never left the Taifeng Building's work group, and Jiang Feng and the others didn't kick him. The news in the work group of Taifeng Building has basically never stopped all day today, and Sun Jikai can understand the cause and effect of the matter by clicking in and taking a look.

"Mr. Sun, you can change your clothes and go in now." Sun Guanyun's new attending physician came out of the ward and said to Sun Jikai.

"My grandfather's current situation..."

The attending physician shook his head at Sun Jikai.

Even though Sun Jikai knew very well that Sun Guanyun was living in the ICU to continue his life, his mood was involuntarily depressed and he didn't speak.

"Although Mr. Sun can't speak now, he still has basic consciousness. You can talk to him more." The attending physician said.

"Thank you." Sun Jikai nodded, changed his clothes and entered the ward.

Sun Guanyun is now covered with tubes all over his body. His lung function is almost completely lost. He needs the help of equipment to breathe normally and expel the carbon dioxide in his lungs. With the tube in his mouth, he can't even smile at Sun Jikai. I saw him come in.

Originally, Sun Jikai wanted to talk to Sun Guanyun about what his second uncle did today, but after thinking about it, grandpa didn't have a few days to live, so don't bother him with these worldly troubles, why don't you tell him something? Happy things, like Jiang Weiming narrowly escaped death.

He felt that this was the only thing he could say was happy.

"Grandpa, Mr. Jiang Weiming was hospitalized this morning because of acute heart failure." Sun Jikai said.

Sun Guanyun's eyes froze.

"However, he was very lucky. He fell ill in the emergency department, and the rescue was timely. Now his condition has stabilized. I just saw Jiang Feng..." Sun Jikai began to talk about what he knew. The situation he likes to hear the most is probably the people he knows escaped from danger in time due to treatment in the hospital.

This is what he is destined not to have.

As Sun Jikai expected, Sun Guanyun liked the news very much. Although he couldn't express it through words and actions, he could tell from his eyes that he was happy for Jiang Weiming.

After talking about Jiang Weiming, Sun Jikai wanted to pick up some happy things to tell Sun Guanyun, but he really couldn't think of any happy things that happened recently. The business of Jubao Building is getting worse day by day due to the uncertainty of people's hearts, the second uncle keeps making small moves, and his mother has been restless these two days, as if Sun Guanyun is dead and can't wait to divide up the property.

He didn't want to tell Sun Guanyun one by one.

After much deliberation, he could only tell Sun Guanyun what happened in Taifeng Building that he saw in the Taifeng Building work group some time ago.

While talking, Sun Jikai noticed that Sun Guanyun was distracted.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Sun Jikai called out, and Sun Guanyun came back to his senses.

Then Sun Guanyun suddenly became agitated, struggling as if he wanted to pull out the tube on his body, but Sun Jikai didn't see his intention, thinking that Sun Guanyun had a sudden convulsion, and hurried out to call the doctor.

About 10 minutes later, Sun Guanyun's attending physician came out of the ward with a solemn expression.

"Doctor, how is my grandfather? What happened to him just now? Why did he suddenly twitch? He never twitched before." Sun Jikai panicked.

"Mr. Sun has not deteriorated significantly. The situation is similar to before, but..." The doctor paused, "He wants to extubate."

"Extubation?" Sun Jikai couldn't believe his ears. He felt that either the doctor was crazy or he was crazy. With Sun Guanyun's current situation, extubation was the only way to die.

"Yes, Mr. Sun, he wants to extubate and transfer to the general ward instead of treatment."