631 What a Coincidence! (1/2)
”I am really missing the days when I suffered from physical pains,” Zheng Weijun said. ”At the very least, I felt that my body was my own. Now, it is as if I am a piece of wood.”
”It's good that you have such thought,” Wang Yao said.
”Dr. Wang, are you free at noon? Can you stay for a meal?” Zheng Shixiong asked.
”No thanks. I've told my family that I would come home to have a meal,” Wang Yao said.
”OK. Well, maybe next time,” Zheng Shixiong said as he walked Wang Yao to the door. After going back inside he asked, ”Uncle Wu, is Weijun all right?”
”I cannot see any problems,” said Mr. Wu, who had checked the patient carefully.
”I hope he is going to be OK,” Zheng Shixiong said.
Zheng Weijun, who still had a pale face, was lying on the bed with blurred eyesight. He felt as if he was floating in a heavy fog in which he could not see anything clearly other than light and shadow. The brilliance of colors and beautiful scenery were hidden.
He was not completely blind but almost. He was in a state of lethargy full of endless strange dreams. Sometimes he dreamt he was in a vague place where everything was blurred and there was nothing, not even sound. He stood quietly alone as if trapped into chaos. He wanted to see, speak, and listen, but he could not. It was a painful torment for him.
Zheng Weijun did not want to fall asleep. Sometimes he even wanted to die. It was too painful to live this way. Now that he was awake, lying quietly, he said, ”Uncle Wu?”
”Weijun, Uncle Wu went out, but I am here,” Zheng Shixiong said.
”Third uncle?” Zheng Weijun asked.
”It's me,” Zheng Shixiong said. ”Do you feel uncomfortable?”
”No, I just want to chat with someone,” Zheng Weijun said.
”You can talk, but don't speak too much. Uncle Wu said, you have to rest now,” Zheng Shixiong said.
”Third uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time. I have no idea whether you put on weight,” Zheng Weijun said.
”I put on a few pounds.” Zheng Shixiong looked at the younger junior lying on the bed with his eyes full of love.
”Is Xiaorui still so naughty?” Zheng Weijun asked.
”Well, he was still naughty, but I haven't seen him for some days,” Zheng Shixiong said.
”It's my fault to make you accompany me, an almost dying man,” Zheng Weijun said. ”In fact, I don't want to live in this way.”
”Weijun, don't say that,” Zheng Shixiong said.
”I really want to see the world and my beloved relatives again,” Zheng Weijun said.
Creak! The door slowly opened.
”What's wrong?” Mr. Wu came in to fine the young man lying on the bed was crying. ”Do you feel any uncomfortable?”
”No, Uncle Wu, I just thought of some things and felt a little excited,” Zheng Weijun said.
”Based on your current situation, your mood can't fluctuate too much,” Mr. Wu said.
”Uncle Wu, could you please consult Dr. Wang about my disease? I want to see you and the third uncle soon,” Zheng Weijun said.
”I will ask him,” Mr. Wu said.
In another yard in the mountain village, Su Xiaoxue sat quietly looking at the sky. ”The sky here is really blue!”
”Yes, it is higher and farther than that in Jing,” Chu Lian said.
”What would you think if we also rented a house like Chen Ying or even bought one here so that we could live here when we have free time?” Su Xiaoxue asked.
The questions made Chu Lian uncomfortable. ”It is no problem to buy a house here, which I can do right now, but as for living here, I cannot make the decision.”
”I will talk to mom when we are back,” Su Xiaoxue said.
Chu Lian went to find Chen Ying to discuss this matter.
”Buy a house, here?” Chen Ying asked.
”Yes, that is her idea,” Chu Lian said.
”It is easy. Leave it to me,” Chen Ying said.
In the afternoon, Wang Zecheng came to the clinic. His complexion was much better than the last time.
”Sorry to come here to trouble you again,” he said with a smile.
”Is it urgent?” Wang Yao asked. He could see anxiety written all over his face. There was even a canker sore on the corner of his mouth.
”Yes, it is very urgent,” Wang Zecheng said.
He had not worked for several days, which meant no income. Fortunately, his wife had a job in town. But, a strong man took care of the children at home and did house cleaning while his wife was a breadwinner. He could not see that lasting long.
”Let me check.” Wang Yao carefully checked him over. ”No need to worry.”
”Is everything all right?” Wang Zecheng asked.
”Continue to rest at home,” Wang Yao said.
”Ah!” Wang Zecheng stared blankly. ”Is... Is there any medicine that makes me better. I can't wait.”
”No, there is a problem with your mentality,” Wang Yao said. ”I have a book here you could read.”
”What book?” Wang Zecheng asked.
”Here you are.” Wang Yao grabbed a book from the table and handed it to him.
”It's… Goodness, Huangting Jing?” Wang Zecheng asked.
”It is good for self-cultivation.” Wang Yao smiled.