Volume 2 Cold Dew Chapter 63 Visiting the Sick
Jiang You felt a little hot while sleeping.
I was sweating all over.
The phone kept vibrating.
He sat up and reached for his phone. Shanshan kept @ing everyone in the reading group, saying that Nan Kongkong needed money for medical treatment and hoped that everyone would do their best to contribute, and attached a crowdfunding link.
Jiang You clicked on the link.
More than 10,000 has been raised.
Someone asked whether to organize a visit, and Shanshan sent Nan Kongkong's ward number in the group.
I got up, made a latte, put a chair under the camphor tree, and drank it while enjoying the scenery of the yard.
After drinking a cup of coffee, my mind became clear.
"Being stupid and being bad are two different things, right?" He looked up at Jiang Mo who was standing by the pond. "I'm pretty stupid too." He stood up, walked back to the store and put the cup in the kitchen sink, then took his bag and walked out. "I'm going out for a while, do you want to come with me?"
Jiang Mo turned around.
Jiang You stretched out his hand to him, and Jiang Mo came over and held it.
Two figures, one big and one small, walked out.
The store door closed automatically.
Lock it.
I took a taxi to Tangjiang Cancer Hospital.
The hospital is in Ning'an District.
An hour later, Jiang You walked into Nan Kongkong's ward holding Jiang Mo and a bunch of pink gladioluses in his hand.
Triple room.
Full of people.
A bald, pale and thin young woman was lying on a hospital bed near the balcony, holding a book with a yellowish cover in her hands.
She is Nan Kongkong.
Seeing Jiang You coming in, she put down the book and looked at Jiang You with some confusion.
Jiang You walked to her bed and said, "I'm Jiang You, you must be Nan Kongkong."
Nan Kongkong pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "I am."
"I saw the ward number in the group chat, and I happened to be doing some work nearby, so I just stopped by."
"Is this your son?" Nan Kongkong looked at Jiang Mo.
"yes."
Jiang You put Jiang Mo down, put the flowers on the bedside table, then pulled the chair next to the bed and sat down.
Jiang You looked at the book in her hand and asked, "Are you still studying?"
Nan Kongkong put the book next to his pillow, "I think it can give me strength and help me overcome the disease."
Jiang You saw the title on the cover: The Power of Women
“I haven’t read the book.”
"You have to enter the senior group and become a cadre to have access to these materials. Many of the meanings they convey are reflected in the book lists I give you every week and the chapters I ask you to read," Nan Kongkong seemed very energetic when talking about the reading club. "You can't understand these materials directly. You have to learn them bit by bit and gain insights."
"How long have you been a member of the reading club?"
"Three years."
"It's amazing that he became a cadre in just three years. I still don't quite understand it."
“Believe it.”
"believe?"
"Yes," she said with a certain fanaticism, "Three years ago, my boyfriend broke up with me. At that time, I kept blaming myself, wondering if I had done something wrong. It wasn't until my senior brought me to the reading club that I realized that today's society is full of men's schemes."
"conspiracy?"
"It is a deliberate attempt to suppress women and devalue them."
"No, I think women have a much higher status than men now. Merchants have said that men's spending power is not as good as a dog's."
"No, you still have to keep learning," Nan Kongkong's tone became excited, "When you get in touch with it, you will understand."
Jiang You leaned forward slightly and looked into Nan Kongkong's eyes. "What did you pray for?"
“I, I…”
Tears suddenly fell from her eyes.
Jiang You saw that her vitality was rapidly fading away.
Jiang You sat up straighter, "Or did you force something?"
"What?" Nan Kongkong turned her head and saw the sympathy in Jiang You's eyes. She suddenly felt angry. "What are you talking about?"
A woman with gray hair and wearing a crimson cotton jacket walked into the ward.
She is Nan Kongkong’s mother Zheng Ying.
Her movements were slow and her expression was heavy and tired.
She asked, "What's wrong, Xiaonan?"
"Mom, he's a friend from my reading club." Nan Kongkong wiped away her tears with her hands, "He came to see me."
Zheng Ying noticed the flowers on the bedside table.
Jiang You stood up and said, "Auntie."
"Thank you for coming to see Xiaonan."
"Auntie, please sit down." Jiang You made way for her.
Zheng Ying sat down and asked, "Are you from Tangjiang?"
"Yes, where did you come from?" Jiang You asked
"We came from Jinning. One of her friends, who also met her online, works as a nurse here. She said the medical conditions here are good, so we came here."
"Tang Jiang is better."
Zheng Ying was silent for a moment.
"How old is your child?" she asked Jiang Mo.
"Six years old."
"I'm going to elementary school."
"yes."
After chatting with Zheng Ying for a few words, Jiang You said goodbye to Nan Kongkong. He carried Jiang Mo out of the ward. When he reached the nurse station, a nurse came up to him and asked, "Are you from the reading club?"
"Yes, I'm Jiang You, who are you?"
"I'm Shanshan," she walked , "someone came to see Xiaonan this morning, too."
"How is she?" Jiang You asked.
"I'm not optimistic. Xiaonan is very strong-willed and works very hard. She has always had irregular meals. I originally thought it was just gastritis, but I didn't expect that after a checkup, it turned out to be..."
"What does she do for a living?"
“I’m in advertising.”
“It’s very hard.”
Shanshan sent Jiang You to the elevator.
"If you need my help, you can find me on WeChat," Jiang You said.
"OK."
