Eight hundred and eighth chapter lamentation
The heat wave in Liaodong in July is rolling, and the sea breeze mixed with the heat wave blows towards you, salty and hot. The rose flowers in the nursery are blooming very well, and the honeysuckle also exudes bursts of fragrance.
Li Xiao was not in the mood to admire the flowers in the nursery, so he hurried to Changxing Island Hospital. In the Ming Empire, apart from the Army Hospital in the capital, this was the best hospital.
The ward was very large, with a huge leather sofa at the door. Old Chen Fu was waiting at the door, and when he saw Li Xiao, he hurriedly saluted.
"These gifts are waived. How is the fisherman doing?" Li Xiao quickly helped old Chen Fu up, and Li Xiao asked as they walked inside.
"The day before yesterday, he said he was going to do an experiment, but he was poisoned by poison gas. Fortunately, he was wearing a gas mask, otherwise he would have confessed on the spot. The doctor said he injured his lungs and may not survive the next few days."
"How come an elderly person is still doing experiments like that? Aren't they not allowed to participate? How do these people do things?" Li Xiao hurriedly walked inside, complaining as he walked.
"When his stubborn temper comes up, no one dares to stop him."
When he came to Yu Lao's hospital bed, Li Xiao was really surprised. Yu Lao, who had always had a ruddy complexion, now had a purple face. He was lying on the hospital bed with a little nurse beside him who kept wiping his body with alcohol. It looked like,
Yulao's skin seemed to be burned.
After studying murder weapons all day long, God knows what the old man will tinker with. Li Xiao sincerely prays to God that it must not be a nerve agent. There is no way to save it these days.
"Master, the commander is here." Someone whispered in the old fisherman's ear.
"Ah...!" Mr. Yu opened his eyes.
Li Xiao was so frightened that he immediately stopped. There was a layer of white irises in Mr. Yu's eyes, making him look very strange.
"What's wrong with you?" Tears couldn't stop flowing down his eyes.
"Haha! If you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts. Even the commander was alarmed. I'm afraid this old man will die. Cough cough cough!" The old fisherman said a few words as his eyes were already blind.
He started coughing violently.
Yellow-green mucus spurted out from the mouth, with specks of blood on it.
"Commander, here...sit down for a moment." The head nurse hurriedly removed a piece of cotton, dipped it in alcohol and began to wipe the old fisherman's vomit.
"How is his condition? Is there any way to treat him?" Li Xiao was pulled out by Old Chen Fu, and the attending doctor came over and asked.
"This...! We have already sent for Mr. Tang and Doctor Li, but they are both in charge of the prevention and treatment of schistosomiasis in Jiangnan, and they won't be able to come back for a while."
"Then send an airship to bring the person back." Li Xiao shouted with his eyes wide open, and everyone in the corridor was too scared to say a word. Many young nurses were so frightened that their legs were shaking, their heads were hanging down and they were about to cry.
"Commander! In this situation, even if we bring back Divine Doctor Li and Mr. Tang, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me, an old brother, to survive. These children have tried their best!" Old Chen Fu was crying and advising Li Xiao.
Looking back through the floor-to-ceiling glass, looking at the old fisherman coughing in the hospital bed, Li Xiao's tears flowed like a stream.
Over the years, although many drawings of things were drawn by Li Xiao, it was Mr. Yu who turned these drawings into real objects. It can be said that Mr. Yu armed the hands of the Liao army with his hard work. The equipment of the Liao army
, ahead of the world.
Experiments over and over again, and work without sleep or food, have long since emptied the old man's body. Now that his body has been severely damaged, there is no way he can recover.
"Commander! Mr. Yu, please come in." The female head nurse ran over.
Li Xiao opened the door and rushed in!
The old fisherman's vomit had been wiped away, and the strong smell of alcohol filled the ward.
"There is my information in the laboratory. Commander, you have to send someone suitable to take over. The Xu brothers are all great talents, but they are not suitable to take over what I am researching. This thing is too dangerous. We can't let them get involved!"
The old fisherman spoke with great difficulty. After saying these words, his chest heaved violently.
"I know, I will find someone suitable to take over." Li Xiao nodded with tears in his eyes.
"After I die, I will be buried next to Xiao Yu. Our grandfather and grandson... will still be together." Old Yu could no longer move his head and was lying on the hospital bed talking to the air.
"Yeah!" Li Xiao grabbed Yu Lao's hand, tears dripping down his chin and onto the sheets.
"Here...! Give me a sip of wine. Cough cough cough...!" There was another violent cough.
Li Xiao was speechless and nodded while sobbing.
"Bring...! Bring the wine!" Li Xiao wiped his tears and turned around to order.
"Commander! The fisherman's current body, drinking...!"
"Go get it!" Li Xiao turned back and glanced at the attending physician. The guy was trembling all over. Just now, he seemed to be being stared at by a tiger, and his heart was beating wildly in fright.
Soon, the wine came. Wuliangye!
I got a glass of wine and put it to Yu Lao's mouth. The drink was too strong, and Yu Lao coughed violently again, and his body bounced on the hospital bed like a fish.
"I can't feed you...!" Li Xiao cried until his head felt numb and he was a little dizzy.
"Get a spoon! Go get a spoon quickly." Old Chen Fu also had tears in his eyes. The head nurse next to him suddenly became enlightened and hurriedly asked the nurse beside him to get a spoon.
Bringing the spoon, Li Xiao carefully poured a spoonful of wine into the spoon.
The spoon leaned against Yu Lao's lips, slowly... slowly tilted it, and the wine flowed into Yu Lao's lips.
The old fisherman was speechless. He just grabbed Li Xiao's hand and gave it a squeeze, as if to express his gratitude.
After pouring another spoonful, Li Xiao slowly helped Mr. Yu feed it.
Another spoonful of Wuliangye was poured, and the Wuliangye flowed along Yu Lao's lips and onto his neck.
"You...you take another sip." Li Xiao sobbed, snot flowing from his lips into his mouth.
The nurse pulled a piece of cotton and placed it under the old fisherman's nose. The cotton thread did not move at all.
"Take another sip, take another sip." Li Xiao's hands trembled as he filled the spoon with wine again. The mellow Wuliangye dripped down his neck onto the pillow.
"Commander! The old fisherman...the old fisherman...is gone!"
Behind Li Xiao, old Chen Fu sat down on the ground. His mouth was open, silently, tears dripping down his cheeks.
He grabbed Yu Lao's hand with trembling hands and felt the temperature disappearing rapidly. "Brother...! Brother...!"
Li Xiao wanted to stand up, but as soon as he left the hospital bed, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground. A large group of people hurriedly gathered around and pulled Li Xiao up with seven or eight hands.
"Get up!" Li Xiao pushed away the hands that were holding him up and knelt down straight in front of the old fisherman's body.
“Have a nice trip!”
Chapter completed!