Veteran, please come on
I received a call from my hometown today. My ninety-one-year-old grandpa suddenly became seriously ill and was hospitalized urgently.
Grandpa has various basic diseases such as diabetes, high blood pressure, and poor kidneys. Under the current situation, he is the most worried about the family. After the sheep passed away, grandpa's symptoms were mild, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
No one expected that more than 20 days after the birth of the sheep, his physical condition suddenly became serious. The county hospital diagnosed him with emphysema, blood sugar over 30, multiple organ failure, and some confusion. The family hurriedly tried to find a way to transfer him to the hospital urgently. .
I am afraid.
Afraid of losing grandpa.
My grandfather passed away before my parents got married, so I have never met him. In my heart, my grandfather has the dual identity of grandfather and grandpa.
This is an old man whom I admire very much.
A veteran.
A veteran of the People's Liberation Army.
Grandpa joined the revolution at the age of seventeen. The only time he went abroad in his life was to fight in North Korea to protect his family and country.
Old people are frugal throughout their lives.
Very strict self-discipline.
Having suffered a lifetime of hardship.
In October last year, my family was still preparing to celebrate his 90th birthday, but due to the epidemic, we were unable to do so. I look forward to the spring and the flowers blooming, so that I can celebrate his 90th birthday so that he can enjoy his old age in peace and see the greatness of our motherland. Rivers and mountains, great rivers and mountains that he and his comrades fought and fought for and protected.
Writing this, I couldn’t help but burst into tears.
I couldn’t help myself. I prayed. I prayed that my grandpa would be safe and healthy.
Veterans, please come on!
I will try my best to ensure updates in the past few days.
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