Chapter 120: Production
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When I left, I had a strong feeling of being stared at, and when I looked back, there was only dense grass behind Liu Meimei's grave.
I knew there must be someone in the bushes, I don't know who it was or why they were hiding there.
But it is not difficult to guess that the bouquet of 'flowers' in front of Liu Meimei's grave should have been given by him.
When I returned to the ward, my father had already come, probably because we hadn't come back for too long, his face was full of worry, and when I entered the room, he immediately greeted him, looked up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Where have you been?" β
Dabai played a round field: "I went out to breathe, and I was stuffy all day long in the ward." β
Hearing this, my father glanced at me and spoke for a long time: "Your mother asked me about your recent situation today." β
I looked at my father: "And then?" β
My father was also a little surprised when I spoke, but his face was normal: "I said 'well', and she didn't say anything more." β
Slightly disappointed, I asked, "Mom still doesn't want to come to see me?" β
My dad sighed: "I don't know what she's angry about." β
Lowered her head: "Mom probably doesn't plan to forgive me, she thinks that my grandmother's death is my fault." β
"Don't talk nonsense." My dad looked at me with disgust: "You take care of it, and it will be good for her to calm down after a while." β
And this wait, it is more than half a month.
Every day at noon, the little 'girl' would come and talk to me or something, but one day half a month later, I waited for her at the staircase and she didn't come all night.
Then the next day, the third day, and the fourth day didn't come.
I felt a faint uneasiness rise in my heart, and finally on the afternoon of the fifth day, I couldn't help but run downstairs to find her.
It was then that I suddenly realized that I didn't even know what floor she was living in. hua. [Sugar]
I could only ask the doctors on that floor one by one, and finally asked for the information of the 'girl' child on the third floor.
When I found the 'girl' ward, I was just in time for her mother to wipe her body.
The body bones, which were not fat, have lost a lot of weight in just a few days, and his face is pale and he has an oxygen tube in front of his nose.
They were the only ones in the room with a patient in their 'bed'.
When I entered the 'door', I caught the attention of the child's father, and the haggard man got up and politely asked me, "Is there anything wrong?" β
I took my eyes off the child's face and looked at her father: "I'm upstairs, and your daughter' often goes to look for me, and I haven't been in the past two days, so I want to see what's wrong." β
Hearing this, the child's mother covered her with a quilt and put away the 'wool' towel, and her already swollen eyes instantly turned red again: "She has been sick recently." β
I knew she was sick, but I didn't know what it was.
The child's father sighed and said to me: "Esophageal cancer is in the middle and advanced stages, and it was detected and metastasized two weeks ago."
"I'm embarrassed" for a while, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet, and in the face of this fragile parent, I felt that everything I said was wrong.
Her father shook his head: "Don't be embarrassed, go see her, when I woke up in the past two days, I always said to go to Auntie, look for Auntie, we don't know who it is, the relationship is you." β
Hearing this, I hesitated for a while before I raised my 'legs' and walked towards the little 'girl'.
Her wig was thrown on the 'bed' next to her, looking messy and terrifying.
Her face was blue and pale, without a trace of the look of a healthy person.
I feel ashamed to think that she was sentenced to death without knowing it, and that she went to me, a sick-free moaning and moaning person, every day to make me happy.
After the child's mother said what she had just said, she sat on the side of the child's 'bed' in a daze.
I got closer to her and didn't move my eyes, she kept looking at her child.
I stood on the edge of the 'bed' and stared at my little face for less than ten seconds, and I felt almost out of breath, and quickly turned around and rushed out of the room.
The heart is like being blocked by a ball of cotton 'flowers', and I can't get out of the stuffiness of my 'chest' for several days.
When I went to the ward again about a week later, there was no one in it, and looking at the empty ward, I went in and picked up a small yellow hairpin at the foot of the bed, looked at it for a while, and then died and put it in my pocket.
The nurse who was on patrol happened to pass by, saw me in the ward, and asked, "Which ward are you from?" Don't come in if you don't live here, how can other patients live if you get dirty. β
I said sorry and walked out.
The nurse was still chattering, and I took one last look at the 'door' and asked, "Do you know where that little 'girl' who lives here has gone?" β
She has been rambling, which will be stunned by my question, and she glanced at the ward number and said, "Oh, you said Xiaoyun, she died the day before yesterday." β
When she said the last sentence, the nurse's face was a little distressed: "With such a serious illness, I have suffered a lot of sins to be able to last so long, and I am pitiful at a young age." How? Do you know her? β
I shook my head by 'touching' the hairpin inside my pocket: "I'm not familiar, I've seen it a few times, the little girl is 'very' beautiful,"
Time flies, summer flies by in a blink of an eye, and the weather is cool again.
Autumn is the most comfortable season, lukewarm, without too many mosquitoes and infectious diseases, it is simply the most generous gift of nature to human beings.
The due date is also approaching, and the doctor said early on that my body is not suitable for my own birth, and I will go to a caesarean section on the day of the due date.
Chen Wei's busy days of not seeing people have finally passed, and he can be by my side every day.
I haven't talked to anyone about Xiaoyun, but once Dabai saw the hairpin I put on the table very suspiciously and asked me when I was so naΓ―ve and liked this kind of childish thing.
I said that she doesn't understand 'lang' man, this is what the little princess likes, how can her kind of 'female' man understand these young 'female' hearts.
Chen Yang began to run to the hospital all day a few days before his due date, preparing all kinds of things, and even went to talk to the chief surgeon several times.
She is a very kind-hearted person.
In Chen Yang's own words, it is rare for two people with the same smell to meet in life, of course, we have to ensure that the other party can live well.
The common trait between the two of us is that we love to get into trouble, just like Detective Conan, where we both go, trouble always comes to us.
I call this the protagonist aura.
When it finally came to the due date, I couldn't sleep because I was nervous since the early hours of the morning.
In this way, until dawn, Chen Wei's brows became tighter and tighter, and a large group of people crowded the room, and my stomach didn't react at all.
Later, the doctor said that this condition is very common, and it may be two days late, but the due date is the same for the caesarean section.
After consultation, it was decided that if there was no movement during the night, the operation would be performed early the next morning.
The thought of having to stay up all night nervously made me crazy.
Fortunately, Chen Yang didn't leave that night, and he had no heart or lungs to talk to Dabai Xiaoyu about the mountains, and I was so happy to listen to it that I laughed and laughed, but my face turned green with a smile
At first, my stomach only hurt faintly, because I often had this faint pain, but by the time I realized that something was wrong, it already hurt a little, and the interval was much shorter.
Chen Wei hurriedly called the doctor, and the doctor said as soon as he checked it: "The uterine mouth has opened two fingers, you said that you didn't feel it during the day, hurry up to the operating room, otherwise you will have to suffer in vain after a while." β
So I was sent to the operating room by a group of people.
It wasn't until I lay on the operating table and started asking me questions that I became nervous.
Looking at the doctor, I said, "Comrade doctor, I'm not mentally prepared for this."
The young 'female' doctor's face, which was still smiling, suddenly sank when she heard this: "You are gay, and your whole family is gay."
Me: ""
At the moment of anesthesia, I was still thinking, where the did this stupid 'force' doctor?!