Andre Yefimechi suddenly felt that the bitterness had blocked his throat, and his heart was beating violently.
Vulgar, he said, get up at once and come to the window. Don’t you understand how vulgar you are?
He tried to be polite, but he clenched his fist and held it high above his head.
Don’t bother me. His voice changed when he drank a lot, and his face turned red and he was fighting all over. Get out, both of you.
Mikhail Averych Khobotov got up and looked at him in surprise, then he got scared.
Get out of here, both of you. Andre Yefimech continued to shout, Fools, fools, I don’t want your friendship or your potions, fools, vulgar and hateful.
Khobotov, Mikhail Avelianchi, changed his color at a loss and went back to the door and entered the front room. Andre Yefimechi grabbed the bottle of potassium bromide and threw it behind them. The glass bottle slammed at the threshold.
Go to hell with you, he cried in tears. Go to hell with chasing the front room
After the guests left, Andrei Yefimechi kept shivering and lying on the sofa like malaria, repeating it again and again.
Fool. Fool.
When he calmed down, the first thing that came to his mind was that Mikhail Averyqi must be ashamed now. His heart was heavy and terrible. This has never happened before. How could he be so rude and calm?
The doctor complained bitterly that he had stayed up all night. At ten o’clock the next morning, he left for the post office to apologize to the postmaster.
We didn’t want yesterday’s event. Mikhail Averyagi was so moved that he held his hand tightly and sighed that he would be blinded by the old event. He suddenly shouted, which made the postal staff and customers jump. Bring a chair. He shouted to a peasant woman that she handed him a registered letter from the iron box. Didn’t you see that I was busy? I can’t let bygones be bygones. He turned to Andrei Yeffi Meqiwen and said, Sit down. I implore you, my dear friend.
He sat silently and stroked his knee gently for a while before saying
I don’t resent your illness at all. I know that you were ill yesterday and scared my doctor. After that, we talked about you for a long time. My dear, why don’t you want to treat your illness seriously? Is this okay? Forgive my friend for calling a spade a spade. Mikhail Aveliangqi’s novel is in a terrible situation. My dear friend, my doctor sincerely implores you to listen to our advice and live in the hospital. There is nutrition and food care for yevgeny Doreqi. Although he is a vulgar person, we can talk privately. He can be trusted and promise that you are ill.
Andre Yefimechi was moved by the postmaster’s sincerity and sudden tears on his face.
Respect your friends, don’t believe him, and put one hand on your chest. Don’t believe them. This is a scam. My illness lies in the fact that I have found a wise man in this city for twenty years, and he is crazy. I am not sick at all. I have fallen into a magic circle and will never go again. I have said that I am ready for everything.
Go to the hospital, my friend.
I mean, even if I fall into a deep pit,
Honey, you have to promise to listen to yevgeny Dorecki’s arrangement everywhere
Okay, I promise, but I have to say again, respect my friends. I have fallen into the magic circle. Now everything, including my friends’ sincerity, has led to an end. I am destroying. I am destroying and have the courage to admit it.
Good friend, you will recover.
Stop it. Andrei Yefimech said angrily that few people don’t feel my mood at the end of their lives. Once someone tells you that you have kidney problems and dilated atria, you must treat it or tell you that you are crazy and a criminal. Once others suddenly notice you, you should know that you will never go back to the magic circle. You try your best to run around and get lost, because human strength can’t save you. That’s what I think.
At that time, there were a lot of customers crowded in Tiege. Andrei Yefimechi didn’t want to hinder the public from getting up and saying goodbye. Mikhail Avelianchi once again promised to keep him at the gate.
On this evening, Khobotov people wearing short fur jackets and high boots unexpectedly came to visit Andrei Yefemich, and he said calmly as if nothing had happened yesterday.
I’m here to see your colleague. I’m here to invite you. Would you like to go to a consultation with me?
Andre Yefimechi thought that Khobotov might want him to go for a walk or really want to give him a chance to earn money, so he dressed and went with him. He was very happy to have the opportunity to correct yesterday’s mistake, and he sincerely thanked Khobotov for saying that he didn’t say anything yesterday. Forgive him, but he didn’t expect this uneducated person to be so generous.
Where’s your patient? Andre Yefemich asked.
In my hospital, I have long thought that you had an interesting case.
They walked into the hospital, bypassed the main building and walked towards the crazy wing. Somehow, no one spoke all the way. They walked into the front room and Nikita jumped up and straightened up as usual.
Here’s a patient with complications caused by lung. When Khobotov and Andrei Yefemich walked into ward 6, please wait here. I’ll be right back. I’ll get the stethoscope.
Then he turned and left.
seventeen
It’s getting dark. Ivan Dmitry is lying in his bed, burying his face in the pillow. The paralyzed patient sits still, sobbing and his lips are shaking. The fat farmer’s former letter picker has slept in the sick room.
Andrei Yefimechi sat on the edge of Ivan Dmitry’s bed and waited, but an hour and a half passed and came in. It was not Khobotov but Nikita who was still holding the patient, and I don’t know who his underwear was and a pair of slippers.
Master, when you change your clothes, he gently said that this is your bed. He pointed to a bed that was obviously just moved and added, It’s okay. God bless you to recover.