Filial piety in front of the bed (on)

My eighty-year-old mother fell ill and had been ill for many days. When I received a call from my younger sister Liping and learned that my mother was ill, I waved to a taxi anxiously and hurried to my parents’ home in Lianghu town in the south of the city at night. When I entered the door, I saw my mother lying on the bed with her body bent and her hair was disheveled and her face was sallow. My nose was sour and tears couldn’t help rolling down from my eyes. I inquired about my mother’s condition and treatment. My mother had been suffering from low fever, feeling chest tightness, and couldn’t breathe. Although she went to Lianghu health center and hung up salt water for several days, she didn’t see any better. I called my sister to discuss that I must find a good doctor to thoroughly investigate my mother and treat her well. In addition, I decided to find another hourly worker to serve and take care of my parents for our three sisters at ordinary times. The expenses were shared equally among the three sisters. On Monday morning, August 13th, I got up early and arrived at my parents’ home in Lianghu town. I helped my faltering mother out of the old house and sat on the back seat of the car parked outside. My mother always suffers from carsickness. She is most afraid of taking a car and she will feel dizzy.? It happened that my sister also suffered from carsickness. She knew a folk prescription, which was to cut a piece of ginger and stick it on her wrist to prevent carsickness. The sun in summer and autumn is still so hot and dazzling, and the weather is still so hot, even without a trace of wind. My nephew drove us to Dongguan health center. With my mother’s arms as thin as firewood, I walked on the steps in front of the crowded hospital outpatient building. My mother’s arms were weak and loose, which seemed to be the cotton wool which had been used for years without any soft and tension. When I held her, I seemed to feel the breath of dying life, A bad feeling hit my heart. However, her steps were so stumbling that I could never see the figure of the production team standing upright and growing vegetables freely beside the big pond of MI’s family after working for a day. Looking at my mother’s thin face and white hair flying in the wind, I felt my eyes bloated and my mouth felt bitter. I felt very sad in my heart. The mother in my memory was dignified and generous. She was a very beautiful urban pretty girl in Shanghai when she was young. She was always thin and slim in fashionable words. My mother is not very strong, but she is a strong and capable woman. In the era of agricultural learning in Dazhai, when the production team took part in collective labor, although the body was thin and small, it was very vigorous to do physical work, no matter it was physical labor such as picking, carrying, pulling, etc, she could hold it, and she was good at everything. Even though my waist is sore and my back is painful, even if I can’t do what I want, I will never be lazy, and I will never be willing to lag behind others. I will only exert more strength and sweat more than others. Mother’s labor attendance rate is no less than that of men, and her hardworking spirit is recognized by many members. At home, my mother also carried water to sweep the floor, cooked and washed clothes, raised chickens and fed pigs, served the elderly and raised children. Day after day, year after year, she endured hardships without complaint or regret! My mother silently supported the extremely warm Yu family with this weak body, supporting a happy blue sky for our three children until we grew up and left the nest like birds. My mother’s beautiful image has been deposited in my heart, accompanying me through every wandering day. But now, I suddenly felt some kind of fear and secret pain Twining my heart, which made me dare not look directly at my mother in front of me. There are a lot of people in Dongguan hospital, and people come and go. I settled my mother on the waiting chair first, and let her watch. My mother was tired, sitting on the rows of blue plastic hard chairs at the end of the corridor, waving to me feebly, as if she had no strength to speak. I hurried to the president’s office. When I opened the door on the third floor, President Zhang Jianming was sitting in front of the spacious desk busy. Although the old classmates had not seen each other for many years, I still didn’t want to be polite at all. I came straight to the point and said, “If you have nothing to do, you I am come to seek medical treatment! I want President Zhao to see my mother. Zhang Jianming, the president of Dongguan health center, is the attending doctor of surgery, while Zhao Pengfei, the vice president, is the attending doctor of internal medicine. They have cooperated with each other for many years, making the hospital prosperous. You can see that the long queue of people in the outpatient hall is the best witness! After hearing the introduction of my illness, President Zhang immediately called President Zhao who was sitting in the clinic. In a hurry, I didn’t even say a word of thanks, just three feet and take two steps. Hurry downstairs! I asked others about the position of president Zhao in the clinic Hall, and then helped my mother to walk there stumbling. Fortunately, there were not many patients in the clinic where President Zhao was sitting. My mother was sitting in the outpatient room. I stared at my mother’s dishevelled white hair and slightly painful face. A sense of sadness surged from the bottom of my heart. I turned my back and tears had blurred my sight. At this time, I was really ashamed, regretful for my negligence, and deeply guilty for not caring for my mother well in daily life! I waited patiently for the patients in front of me to finish reading. Then I said to President Zhao: I am the family member of the patient whom President Zhang called just now. President Zhao, you may have forgotten who I am? But I dare not forget you. You saved my life many years ago. That year I got acute jaundice hepatitis, is you for the 19 yuan of a prescription cure me and I am 5% survivors. After hearing this, President Zhao remembered this matter and said very politely: that’s your fate! President Zhao and I exchanged a few simple greetings. After a few words, President Zhao began to ask about my mother’s illness, but my mother faced the detailed inquiry from president Zhao, mother’s answer seemed to be dull, and she was a little deaf when she was old and hard to hear. Sometimes the answer was simply irrelevant. Fortunately, President Zhao was very experienced and patient. President Zhao raised his head again and again to consult me standing aside with his eyes. I told him: according to the doctor’s diagnosis and treatment in Lianghu health center, what diseases did my mother suffer from? Frozen shoulder and tracheitis, since the treatment started on August 6th until today, I have been given medicine and the salt water has been hung up for many days, but my condition has not improved. The doctors in Lianghu health center even told us to transfer to hospital for treatment. President Zhao measured my mother’s blood pressure and heat first. He also picked up a stethoscope and made a careful auscultation on my mother’s chest and chest. Then I asked my mother to go to the radiology department opposite to me to take X-rays. President Zhao went to greet the radiologist in person and asked them to take photos first. I asked my nephew Jiongjiong to help my mother take photos first, and then I queued up in the hall to pay the price. After finishing the routine examination, President Zhao carefully looked at the X-ray photos and the examination results. After confirming that his mother’s health was not serious, he told me: Your mother has low blood pressure and a little inflammation in her lungs. Hearing the diagnosis result of President Zhao, my Hanging Heart finally fell to the ground, and the unknown fear in my heart suddenly dispersed. I thanked President Zhao repeatedly in a hurry. In order not to toss the elderly back and forth on the road, and for convenience, I asked to hang salt water in Lianghu health center on the spot. So President Zhao gave a prescription, and I only got some medicine in Dongguan health center. When I walked out of the clinic, I told the diagnosis result of President Zhao and stared at my mother confusedly. After that, my nephew and I helped my mother walk out of the outpatient building of Dongguan health center and boarded the bus to go home. The car galloped eastward along the broad national highway 329. The sun was shining outside, and the traffic on the road was like a shuttle. My nephew was driving in the front seat, while my mother and I were sitting in the back row. I held the cushion on my mother’s head with one hand, my body nestled beside my mother, my beloved person in this world. Although my mother was still so weak, I felt so happy in my heart. To be honest, parents love their children wholeheartedly and selflessly. However, our children always use busy as an excuse to avoid the possibility of getting along with their parents; Leaving them two old, watching TV alone and spending day after day. We cannot understand some things when we are young, but when we understand, we are no longer young and cannot make up for the biggest loss of life. The ancients had a poem saying: who spoke of the inch of grass, and reported the three Chunhui. I’m going to go took father’s responsibility, good accompany Mother days, bed filial. 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