The little girl obeyed Ouyang Mo's arrangement and went back to the ward first, she pretended not to know, as usual.

The girl had been out for a long time, and when she returned to the ward, her mother and the medical staff were all relieved.

When the mother saw her daughter coming back, she hugged the girl and cried bitterly, and kept chanting: "Where did you go just now, scared your mother to death......"

The little girl leaned on her mother's arms, and instead of crying, she quietly listened to her mother's heartbeat.

She heard this heartbeat every night, but now that she heard it, she felt something different.

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she remembered the agreement with Ouyang Mo's brother, and laughed happily.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" the girl saw that her mother was in a trance, and the dark circles under her eyes were serious, and she guessed in her heart that she must have not slept all night last night.

When the mother heard her daughter in her arms say that she was hungry, she was excited and suddenly a little stunned.

It's been a long time since I've heard my daughter say such a thing, and when my daughter learned that she was sick and couldn't go to the kindergarten to play with other children, she made a fuss at home every day, and crying became commonplace.

At the beginning, the doctor said that her daughter could only live for two years at most, but after two years, her daughter is still alive and well, and it is her greatest happiness to wake up every day and see her daughter's bright smile.

The daughter slowly became less resistant than before, and gradually began to cooperate with the doctor's treatment.

Although the chemotherapy was painful, she still faced it strongly, watching her daughter's hair fall out day by day, her heart was like a knife.

Even so, my daughter smiled and encouraged her every day, saying that she was fine, that her hair was gone, that she could wear a wig and a hat.

Now the only one who supports her forward is her daughter, as long as her daughter can live for one day, she will work hard for one day and fight against death to the end.

"Mom, what are you thinking, I'm hungry?" the daughter's cry pulled back her mother's thoughts.

The mother touched her daughter's hair and said softly: "Then what do you want to eat, is it soy milk fritters, or porridge steamed buns?"

The daughter tilted her head in thought, then frowned and glanced at the clock on the wall.

With a final sigh, she pouted and pulled her mother's arm to coquettishly: "It's better not to eat, it's almost noon, and it's going to be lunch in a while!"

The mother listened to her daughter's aggrieved voice, and felt a little distressed, and she touched her daughter's hair.

With a smile on her face, the mother took her daughter's little hand and walked out of the ward.

The mother kept holding her daughter's hand, walked out of the hospital, turned a corner, and came to a store.

The mother led her daughter straight in, sat on the chair, the mother took her daughter's hand, and said gently: "What do you want to eat, there is everything here?"

The daughter looked at her mother's haggard face, a little distressed, she smiled brightly at her mother: "I want egg noodles!"

The mother smiled slightly when she heard her daughter's answer, she turned to the shopkeeper and shouted, "Have a bowl of egg noodles!"

The proprietress heard the shout and walked over to the two of them, and she glanced at them.

A little unsure of what she had just ordered, she smiled at the girl's mother and reconfirmed, "The two of you, do you only need one face?"

The boss's question embarrassed the mother, but soon, the mother looked up at the proprietress and said firmly: "As long as there is a bowl, I have already eaten it!"

Hearing her mother's answer, the proprietress agreed, turned away, and went to the kitchen to prepare.

The girl looked into her mother's eyes and asked softly, "Mom, did you really eat it?"

When the mother heard her daughter's question, her eyes were a little evasive, but it was only a moment, she was as calm as ever, and nodded to her daughter.

The daughter is not continuing to ask, although she is relatively young, but over the years, she has been getting along with her mother day and night, she can clearly see her helplessness, her persistence, her bravery, and his selfless love from her mother's eyes.

The noodles were quickly served, and the girl smelled the incense and smiled brightly.

She picked up the chopsticks, her face was embarrassed, her eyes glanced at her mother, and she muttered: "What should I do if I can't finish eating such a big bowl?"

Mom glanced at the large bowl of noodles, which was twice as many as the average noodle restaurant.

Turning his head to look in the direction of the proprietress, he saw the proprietress showing a look of awe at her mother.

Mom's face was a little embarrassed, and she estimated that the proprietress also knew her situation.

will give her more noodles so that she and her daughter can be fed.

The daughter got up, took out a small bowl from the disinfection cabinet, and put it in front of her mother: "Mom, I can't finish eating, can you help me eat a little?"

Mom was not hypocritical, picked up chopsticks and bowls, and ate them in large gulps.

The two of them talked and laughed and ate the noodles in the bowl, and the mother drank the noodle soup cleanly.

When paying, my mother smiled gratefully at the proprietress and the proprietress smiled back.

Back at the hospital, the girl said she was a little tired and wanted to rest in bed.

When the mother heard her daughter say that she was tired, she looked nervous, so she pressed her daughter to the bed and helped her cover the quilt.

Hearing her daughter's even breathing, the mother's tense nerves relaxed.

She went to the bed next to her, lay down on it, and after a while, fell asleep in a daze.

Last night, she worked the night shift all night, and just got off the night shift and returned to the hospital, only to hear from the medical staff that her daughter was missing.

She quickly followed the medical staff to look for her, and finally her daughter came back safe and sound, and her hanging heart calmed down.

When the daughter saw that her mother was asleep, she gently lifted the quilt and walked down from the bed.

walked to the ward that Ouyang Mo had agreed with him in advance, and as soon as he got closer, he saw Ouyang Mo and a group of fans decorating the room there.

The tip of the little girl's nose was a little sour, she was moved, walked to Ouyang Mo's side, the little girl grabbed Ouyang Mo's arm, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Ouyang Mo!"

Ouyang Mo reached out and touched the little girl's head, revealing a bright smile.

Xiao Yiyao walked to the girl's side, patted her shoulder, and said softly: "Don't always say thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know that there is so much warmth in this world." ”

Xiao Yiyao's words are a bit esoteric for a seven-year-old child, but she must express what she thinks and praise the girl.

Fans of Ouyang Mo's support club and Xiao Yiyao's support club heard about the girl's situation and rushed over one after another to ask for help for the girl.

They were touched by the girl's actions and deeply saddened by the girl's illness.

When they saw the girl described by their idol's mouth, they surrounded her and greeted her with warmth.

In the ward, the atmosphere was harmonious for a while, and the girl stayed in the ward for an hour.

She was worried that her mother would wake up later, and she would be worried if she couldn't find herself, so she said goodbye to Ouyang Mo and those lovely sisters and went back to her ward.

The girl quietly pushed the door in, and when she saw that her mother was still asleep, she helped her mother cover the quilt.

Turning back to her hospital bed, the girl was a little tired, and she lay on the hospital bed, falling asleep in a daze.

As the minutes ticked by, the girl woke up from her sleep, and she glanced at the bed next to her, only to see that it was empty.

The girl was startled, she lifted the quilt and ran out of the ward, looking for her mother.

When the mother saw her daughter running out, she scolded softly: "Why are you running out, why don't you sleep more." ”