"Qingying, do you really want to save this person?" Outside the ward, Xu Rushan said to Xu Qingying.
It was a beautiful girl with beautiful eyes, quite like a Jiangnan woman. At the moment, listening to his father Xu Rushan's question, his eyes fell on a pale boy in the hospital bed. At this moment, he was lying on the bed quietly, as if he had fallen asleep. In fact, he had been so sleepy for a month.
"Qingying, the doctor has also said that whether he can wake up is a dilemma. Now the hope is more and more remote. Are you really going to spend it like this? After all, he is just a stranger, and we have done our utmost to save him to this point." Xu Rushan said thoughtfully, saying that he was called a good man among his neighbors, However, it is also out of his usual rules to rescue a person without hesitation.
And just today, when the doctor came to check the room early in the morning, he told them again about Qin Qi's situation. In short, the possibility of his waking up was becoming more and more remote.
Xu Qingying is also ambivalent at the moment. This boy was found by his father and daughter on the bank of a valley stream when they were playing in Lang Mountain. The situation at that time looked like falling off a cliff. When he was found, he was in a state of unconsciousness. If Xu Qingying had not found his breath, They would not rush to send him directly to the Anzhong Hospital where he is now. Because the Langshan Scenic Area is far away from the city, they are afraid of calling 120 and wasting time.
After being sent to the hospital like this, after some treatment, there was no danger to life, and no obvious trauma was found in the brain, but it was strange that the whole person was still asleep and did not wake up. It seemed that a month had passed like this, and the doctor had no choice but to come to the conclusion of "vegetative state" earlier. According to the efficacy of a series of treatments during this period, The possibility of waking up is getting smaller and smaller, so the doctor told them again this morning during the ward round.
In the initial treatment, he pulled out his ID card from the boy's pants pocket. He knew his surname was Qin. He was 18 years old and also from Anshi. When he reported to the police to contact his parents, relatives and friends, he found that he was an orphan. His parents both died when he was very young. Qin had been growing up in the orphan director since childhood.
Xu Qingying was very moved by this. She was a child of a single parent family. When she was five years old, her mother died unexpectedly in a car accident, so that she really didn't have much impression on her mother. Over the years, she has been living with her father.
The fate of the boy named Qin Qi was even worse. Xu Qingying felt pity for him and didn't push Qin Qi to the government's relief station. According to Qin Qi's situation, the bridge through the rescue station can be used as the "three no's" personnel to enjoy some regular free treatment in the hospital, but there is no doubt that the treatment is too good to talk about. So Xu Qingying felt soft at the moment and took up the cost of Qin Qi's treatment. Fortunately, except for some examination items, there was no surgery and no special medication at the beginning, so the cost was not too large. Unexpectedly, Qin Qi could not wake up after January, and the doctor felt helpless because he needed to provide balanced nutrition for Qin Qi, At present, all the drugs used are specially formulated nutrient solution, and the cost has come up quickly. So at this moment, Xu Qingying feels a bit difficult about this matter.
Go ahead. Although the current expenses can be borne by herself, it will not be something she can insist on in the long run. In foreign countries, such as Qin Qi, there are many people who can not wake up for several years or decades. Give up. Seeing such an 18 year old young man, life has been short of kindness to him. Xu Qingying can't bear to push him out again.
"Qingying, if we are well off, it doesn't matter if we do such emotional things occasionally, but now -" Xu Rushan said again.
"Let's look at it for another two weeks. If he doesn't wake up then, we will deliver it to the government relief station." Thinking, Xu Qingying looks up and says such a decision to Xu Rushan.
Xu Rushan nodded without saying anything. He knew that Xu Qingying couldn't bear it. The child couldn't stand to see orphans and widows. Giving them up was like giving up on himself. Even myself, for such a young man who has no relatives or reasons, I feel a little more tolerant to make such a decision, and I am actually a little uneasy in my heart. Xu Qingying is now dragging on for a longer time, just to reassure her and him. After all, there is a small time gap between January and January and a half, and the cost is limited, but the probability of miracles is extremely small.
Some reluctantly, Xu Rushan shook his head, as if he wanted to shake off some confused things in his mind. He was very clear that they had already done more than most Chinese people for Qin Qi. After all, in this society, when such things happen, they can't help but avoid them, not to mention taking more than a month's trouble like them! It's the medical staff in the hospital. It's strange to see them. It's a bit awe inspiring.
Since Xu Qingying took care of the painting shop he held two years ago, Xu Rushan has become more and more accustomed to letting Xu Qingying make decisions. Previously, he would occasionally give some advice on the operation of the painting shop, but now he has become a thorough shopkeeper.
Xu Rushan felt a little guilty about this. He followed him since childhood. Although he tried to give everything he could, after all, the lack of a single parent family could not be remedied. However, Xu Qingying, who grew up in this environment, became self reliant from a very young age and took over his business at a young age. Therefore, Xu Qingying, who grew up all the way, is naturally less spoiled and carefree than other girls.
As for why Xu Rushan abandoned his business to Xu Qingying so early, it was not because he wanted to take a break. It was because Xu Rushan was in poor health. He suffered from coronary heart disease in his forties. After several frequent angina pectoris, Xu Qingying was stunned to let him rest wholeheartedly.
"I heard that something happened to the shop during this period?" Xu Rushan asked Xu Qingying. Although he was a former shopkeeper, he still paid attention to some important events in the shop. He deliberately talked about the "situation". In fact, what he knew was that, The paintings of Cheng Xiaoshan, a painter sold by their shop, were sold at a higher consignment price than their shop, which had a great impact on their shop.
After all, the works of this painter exist as the head of the household in their shop. As for the painters who have signed a contract, it is not something they can handle. For one thing, it is limited to fame, and for another, it is not possible for them to bear the investment and risk in the painters before they see the income.
Now look at the art market in Anshi. For one thing, because of the Langshan Scenic Belt, there are so many local painters. These painters are called the Langshan School of Painting because their main strokes are the landscape of Langshan Mountain. However, this school is very regional and cannot form a big climate in China. For another, the Anshi Academy of Fine Arts is second only to the Central United States The existence of Hangmei and Chuanmei has contributed a lot to the art market in Anshi. However, more teachers and students in the college are aiming at the magic city not far from Anshi, so a large number of forces have been dispersed.
Xu Qingying's Qingying Pavilion is just a low-level painting shop in Anshi. It is aimed at the general middle class. For example, Cheng Xiaoshan's paintings, the size is generally between four and six feet. The price for sale in their shop is about 100 yuan per foot. The price of such a painting is about several hundred yuan, and the general middle class can afford it, However, the works of those painters who are often tens of thousands or tens of thousands of feet in high-end galleries are totally beyond the imagination of Qingyingge.
When Xu Rushan asked about the painting shop, Xu Qingying just smiled and said, "It's OK, I'll handle it." Although she knew that the painting shop could not hide from her father, she didn't want him to worry too much about it. There was really a problem. She would tell him if she couldn't help it. At present, the difficulties are difficulties, but they are not to the point of breaking bones. As long as we can find cooperation painters that can be recognized by the market in the future, the current crisis will be resolved.
Like high-end galleries, it is also crucial for a small painting shop to handle the works of some distinctive painters that can be recognized by the market if it wants to succeed in business. It can even be said that it is related to the life and death of the painting shop. Therefore, for a painting shop owner, the vision is always first. A good painting shop owner should be a person who has received good artistic influence, An excellent connoisseur.
In addition to selling original works like Cheng Xiaoshan's, the main business of Qingying Pavilion is the temporary works of famous artists. To put it bluntly, some people buy something to show off their high taste. Although the horizontal distance between these things and the original works of famous artists is not small, they are always much better than printed materials.
Hearing Xu Qingying's words, Xu Rushan sighed and did not continue this topic. Although he has also paid attention to the local painters or students in Langshan Painting Academy over the years, he is either the owner of a famous flower or unwilling to settle down in a small painting shop like Qingying Pavilion, so he can only help Xu Qingying now.
The father and daughter talked again, and Xu Rushan went back first.
Xu Qingying felt a little powerless and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed. Looking at the boy who was sleeping quietly, she could not help sighing softly, "How are you? It's really carefree to sleep like this". She could not help but recite some unpleasant things to the sleeping man. It's no wonder that when she grew up in a single parent family and took over her father's business prematurely, she was short of people to talk to.
With these words, she closed her eyes and took a nap. Somehow, such an environment would make her more relaxed. For a while, she let go of those worries and sank into a shallow sleep.
