"It doesn't tolerate you. The nicknames the people give it are not for nothing."
"Okay, let's go back and take care of it."
Is cancer immortal?
Meng Fansen thought silently in his heart.
He had read about the disease online and brought her here to see her legs today. He specially made an appointment with this old doctor. He thought he could get some different answers, but it turned out...
"When did you make the appointment?"
Zhang Xueqing's voice broke the silence of the carriage.
"After coming out of the police station."
"You already made an appointment for the filming. Why didn't you stop the old doctor when he placed the order?"
Meng Fansen glanced sideways at the woman beside him.
It seemed that the person who treated Dr. Hao was not her. She was not affected by the doctor's words at all, and she still had the same indifferent expression.
"Seeing that he is studying very seriously, I'm sorry."
"puff!"
Zhang Xueqing didn't expect that he also had such a sinister side, so she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She didn't know if Dr. Hao would think they were deliberately laughing at him if he knew about it.
When the two of them got home, the sky was getting dark. After eating a simple meal, Zhang Xueqing couldn't stand it any longer.
My whole body felt like I had been run over by a car, with all kinds of aches and pains.
You may feel nothing if you are busy with something during the day, but when you are free, you may feel pain everywhere.
I greeted the man and fell asleep.
Seeing that the woman was sleeping soundly, Meng Fansen arranged everything, locked the door, and returned to the pig farm.
"Hey, Brother Sen is back."
"Um."
Meng Fansen didn't even raise his head. As he walked, he thought about that troublesome disease.
He suddenly stopped and called out to Xiao Zhao who was passing by.
"Will Gangzi be home now?"
I drove away in a hurry at noon without seeing anyone.
"He went out not long after he came back in the morning, and he didn't say where he was going. Anyway, he hasn't come back yet. If something happens, you can only call him."
"Okay, I know."
Meng Fansen had a sullen face. This matter could not be explained clearly in a few sentences on the phone.
Xinxin, who heard the noise, rushed out of the room.
"Dad, you've been gone for a day, haven't you brought a gift for Xinxin?"
Meng Fansen paused and immediately put on an embarrassed expression.
"Dad took auntie to the hospital for treatment and forgot to bring a gift for Xinxin."
The little girl immediately forgot about her gift. Her eyes were full of that aunt, and she hurriedly asked,
"How's Auntie's leg?"
"Auntie, will you still need a wheelchair in the future?"
"Auntie, can you still stand up?"
"I'm going to see Auntie now."
Without waiting for Meng Fansen to reply, he raised his legs and ran out.
Meng Fansen hurriedly took two steps after him and picked him up.
"Your aunt has gone to bed, can you go back tomorrow?"
He really didn't understand why his daughter liked that woman so much. She probably thought that in her heart, her father had to take a backseat to that woman. She had been back for so long without even a word of concern for him.
Sure enough, there was a grinding sound in my ears again.
"Has Auntie eaten? She went to bed without eating. What should I do if she is hungry at night?"
"have eaten!"
"Did you sleep after eating? Can you digest it? Your stomach will hurt."
…
"Dad, let's go to bed too. When we wake up, we'll go find Auntie."
…
Otherwise, discuss it with that woman and raise Xinxin for her.
Whose daughter is this?
After finishing the things I had saved for the day, the night was already dark. I looked at the time and saw it was past 10 o'clock.
I don’t know if the woman got up at night.
When she came back from the hospital, she brought a pair of crutches. It was easy for her to move around on her own, so there shouldn't be any serious problems.
I'll go there early tomorrow to have a look. I made up my mind and went to bed.
After a good night's sleep, I didn't even dream. Maybe I was tired yesterday. After Zhang Xueqing got up, she felt that her whole body was less painful.
"Auntie is awake, Auntie is awake."
The sound outside the window was extremely exciting, and Xinxin hurried in.
"Auntie is finally awake. If she doesn't wake up, Xinxin will have to go to school."
Zhang Xueqing looked at the door with a confused look on her face. Had she slept for a long time?
Look at the time, it's only around 7:30.
"Xinxin is worried about you and has to wait until you wake up before going to school."
The little girl stood aside and nodded.
Fortunately, fortunately, my aunt woke up before 7:50.
"Auntie, I give this to you. I wish you a speedy recovery."
The little girl held a big red flower in her hand. She didn't enter the door, but stood at the door with her arms stretched out.
"come on in."
After getting permission, he ran in and handed the big red flower to her.
"It's so beautiful. Did you make this yourself?"
Looking at the craftsmanship, it didn't look like he bought it, so in order not to impress the little girl, he asked.
Unexpectedly, the little girl shook her head seriously, but she didn't seem disappointed.
"This is the teacher's reward for me being the best in painting. I give it to you."
"Oh, Xinxin is so good. You can even get rewards for drawing. It's great."
The little girl was praised, her face beamed with joy.
"That's almost it. If you don't leave, you'll be really late."
Meng Fansen's cold voice came from the door.
Zhang Xueqing had seen a child change his face quickly today.
It seems like having a child at home is quite fun.
"The food is on the coffee table. You can eat it yourself. I'll come back to clean it up later."
After the man finished explaining, he pulled Xinxin, who turned around every step of the way, out of the courtyard.
The little girl's expression before getting into the car looked like she was about to cry.
"Why!"
Meng Fansen sighed helplessly.
"Can I bring you a gift when you get back from school?"
Still the same expression.
"How about bringing a gift to your aunt when you come back from school?"
"Um!"
The light rain has turned sunny and the sun will come out soon.
Zhang Xueqing moved to the living room carefully step by step on crutches.
Steaming rolls, a bowl of millet porridge with a film on it, and a plate of pickles that look very appetizing.
My stomach, which was not hungry at first, suddenly started growling.
Is this the switch that turns on hunger?
The small flower rolls are soft and glutinous. When steamed, they are sprinkled with chopped green onions and dotted with stars. You can't help but drool just looking at them.
The temperature of the millet porridge is just right and extremely thick, not much different from what you buy at a breakfast shop.
She hasn't eaten pasta for a long time after returning to the village. She doesn't know how to make it and doesn't have the energy to knead it. She has rice every day and every meal.
It's simple and hassle-free. I don't have much appetite, just can fill my stomach.
This was a really comfortable meal.
It's not bad to have a neighbor who can cook.
After eating, I began to feel lazy again. I thought that the man would be embarrassed to see me lying down when he came back from sending the child off, so he cheered up and turned on the TV.
"Zhang Xueqing, come out here, you shameless bitch, come out here."
Who is this? He came to her door early in the morning and went crazy. She didn't leave the door all day long, and she didn't take a step forward. How could she bring trouble to her door?
While thinking about it, he moved out on crutches.
"Bang!"
"Crack, click, click."
