"Let's wait until the doctor comes out." Yang Ruoqing reached out and gently held Xiaojie in her arms.
Xiaojie's body was shaking slightly uncontrollably. In fact, Yang Ruoqing's hands were also cold.
She also seemed to be patting her chest and telling Xiaojie, just like she did to others before, as long as I, Yang Ruoqing, are here, there is nothing that cannot be solved.
But things were different this time. She couldn't give Xiaojie peace of mind for sure, so she could only wait together for the answer...
Time seemed to pass very slowly. After a long time, the door of the room opened, and Lao Suntou and Yang Huazhong came out surrounded by President Wang and Doctor Han.
Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun stayed in the house to take care of Mrs. Sun.
Yang Ruoqing and Xiaojie also rushed over, "President Wang, Doctor Han, how is my grandma doing?"
Doctor Han said: "I gave her two pills just now, and she fell asleep now."
President Wang said to Yang Ruoqing: "Let's find a room to sit down and discuss in detail. The situation is a bit tricky."
Hearing this, not only Yang Ruoqing, but also Lao Sun and the others felt their hearts sink.
Everyone quickly moved President Wang to a nearby room that was used as the main room.
"President Wang, what's going on with my mother-in-law? We're all our own people here, so feel free to speak openly."
As soon as she sat down, Yang Ruoqing asked impatiently.
President Wang glanced at the anxious and worried faces in front of him, sighed softly and said: "The old lady's qi and blood are not smooth, her kidney qi is declining, the poisonous roots are deep in her body, and it penetrates her throat. It is really swollen!"
Yang Ruoqing and Lao Suntou were confused by all the professional words in front of them.
But they all heard the penultimate word.
That's 'swelling'!
"Swelling? It's swollen. My old lady complained about a sore throat some time ago and it was difficult to swallow. I said she probably had internal toxins and was suffering from internal heat and a swollen and sore throat." Old Suntou said.
President Wang shook his head.
Doctor Han also looked regretful.
"Why do you all look like this? Aren't you famous doctors? Since my old lady has been found to be swollen, let her reduce the swelling!" Lao Suntou said anxiously.
At this moment, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun also hurriedly came to the house to listen to the situation.
"I left Xiaojie to take care of my mother. She just fell asleep." Mrs. Da Sun said to everyone.
Then, Mrs. Da Sun also came up to President Wang and Dr. Han: "Two doctors, it was hard to ask my mother in front of my mother in the next room. What disease does my mother have? If it is swollen, then... Prescribe medicine to reduce the swelling. Our family can afford how much medicine it costs!"
President Wang smiled bitterly and looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing sat there, her mind buzzing and going blank.
She slowly raised her head and looked at Duke Ga, her aunt, her father and mother in front of her. She murmured at the corners of her lips, not having the courage to say those words.
"Gong Ga, aunt..."
"My grandma's swelling is caused by a tumor. This is a terminal disease that cannot be cured..."
Before she finished speaking, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to cover her mouth. She was never used to crying in front of others, and her tears flowed like a fountain.
In her vision blurred by tears, she saw her manly aunt twisting and lying on Xiaojie's father's shoulder, covering her mouth and crying so hard that her whole body was shaking.
Mrs. Niangsun cried and knelt down in front of President Wang and Dr. Han, begging them to save Ga Po.
But Lao Suntou's whole face turned pale. Then, the old man took a step back, raised his head, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. He fell straight back and fell, and the room suddenly became a mess...
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"Granny, this is the chestnut roast chicken I made for you, please try it."
At night, the room was lit with warm candles. Yang Ruoqing took the bowls and chopsticks and sat down beside Old Mrs. Sun's bed, smiling.
Mrs. Sun had just woken up. After a good nap, she seemed to be in better spirits than in the morning.
She sat up and said, "I don't have any serious illness. Why do you want me to lie on the bed? It's so uncomfortable. I have to get out of bed to eat."
Mrs. Sun quickly came over and said, "Mom, let me put on your shoes."
Mrs. Sun picked up the shoe with one hand, and gently picked up Mrs. Sun's foot with the other hand and stuffed it into the shoe.
"Mom, if it hurts, just scream." Da Sun said, her voice a little gentler.
Mrs. Sun opened her eyes wide in surprise and smiled: "Oh, why are you so diligent today? You pulled my shoes and you still asked me if it hurts? You are just like a man in normal times!"
Mrs. Sun also lowered her head and laughed, "Mom, don't make fun of me. I'm almost going to be a grandma myself. If I'm not sensible, then my life will be in vain!"
Mrs. Sun smiled kindly, and couldn't help but raise her hand to gently stroke Mrs. Sun's hair.
Mrs. Sun stopped pulling out her shoes, and the big tears fell on the back of her hand.
Fortunately, the room was lit with candles, and Mrs. Sun buried her head again, so Mrs. Sun couldn't see her.
"Auntie, where is Qing'er's mother? Why can't you see her?"
The old lady Sun raised her head and took a look inside the room. She was quite surprised when she didn't find Mrs. Sun.
Because according to her understanding of Sun, she should be there.
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said: "Granny, there are a few people at my house. My mother is probably busy at home. I told her not to come tonight and just come back tomorrow morning."
The truth that Yang Ruoqing dared not tell was that Mrs. Sun's whole body had not been well since she found out that Mrs. Sun had a terminal illness.
She fainted from crying twice in the past few days. At this moment, Yang Huazhong was forced to lock her in the room. He himself stood guard in front of the bed, asking her to rest and not allowing her to come here. Otherwise, Mrs. Sun's body wouldn't be able to bear it. .
"Granny, eat well first and eat it while it's hot." Yang Ruoqing said again.
Mrs. Sun nodded, got up and walked to the table.
Mrs. Sun wanted to reach out to help her, but Mrs. Sun gently pushed her away.
"I'm not walking around, so why do I need you to help me walk the few steps from bed to table? Really!"
The old lady walked to the table by herself, pulled up a stool and sat down.
Yang Ruoqing followed behind with bowls and chopsticks in hand and looked at Old Mrs. Sun's back. To be honest, she really couldn't tell that she was an old lady who was terminally ill and had a life expectancy of no more than half a year.
If possible, I really hope that everything that happened in the past few days was a dream, a nightmare that was caused by peeing.
Mrs. Sun ate it with relish. While eating, she praised Yang Ruoqing for her good cooking skills. The chestnut meat was soft and the chicken was even smoother.
"Granny, if you like to eat, I will cook it for you every day." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
Old Mrs. Sun said: "You are so busy, you are on the herb collection team, the transportation team, and there are so many restaurants for you to take care of. If you can spare the time to cook it for Grandma Ga, Grandma Ga will be satisfied!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "I'm not busy. I'll do it tomorrow."
Mrs. Sun nodded, "Okay."
Yang Ruoqing stood aside and watched with a smile, but tears were flowing in her heart.
Ga Po, please eat more. Over time, your condition will worsen and cancer cells will spread. Eating will become a hindrance for you...
