Na Chunxiao walked out of the inpatient department with the second child in one hand and the eldest in the other.

"Mom, I want to play with grandpa", the boss's fleshy face peeked out from the tightly wrapped hat, tilted his head, and looked at the spring dawn expectantly with big black eyes.

That Chunxiao taught the eldest and second to call the old man's great-grandfather, but these words are too winding, they can't always say clearly, but the old man is called very smoothly, and everyone is called by them. Left and right they are called Grandpa Li Tangchuan, and they will not be confused.

"Will I bring you here tomorrow?" Na Chunxiao sniffed, lowered her head and replied gently.

"Mom, grandpa said he took our names, right?" The boss asked again.

Li Yixin and Li Yixiu......

"Yes, it was your great-grandfather who took it, and in the future, he will tell you to believe and repair, okay? As soon as you call your name, you can think of your great-grandfather, and even if you can't come to see him in the future, you won't forget him," said Na Chunxiao in a low and soft voice.

Her voice was not loud, and as soon as the howling wind blew, there were not a few words that drifted into the ears of the eldest and second, and they only heard her say that she would call them to believe and cultivate in the future.

Since they were born, they have always been called by the eldest and the second, and no one has called the big name, and now when they hear that they are going to call the big name in the future, they are all excited, and they forget everything else, just nod their heads vigorously.

Children are so good, sad, sad, happy, happy, all emotions come and go quickly, and the age of life and death is the most pure and happy.

Zhang Qingyi is back. Even if the Zhang family is completely gone, the grandfather of the Zhang family is in a good mood, and Chunxiao is smiling every time he goes. The face looks a little better.

Even the doctor said that it was better for this granddaughter to come back than to take medicine and injections.

Everyone inexplicably gave birth to a kind of expectation in their hearts, perhaps, the old man's condition is improving, maybe, not only three months as the doctor said.

But in the end, the old man still didn't survive the New Year.

The twenty-sixth day of the first month. The weather was fine, the sky was blue, and the sun was hanging like a disc in the blue sky. It emitted a warm light, and even the cold wind that blew from time to time was a little hot.

Na Chunxiao drove in the direction of the hospital.

The weather is nice and it's the weekend again. There are many people who go out. Chunxiao's car was stuck in the road, and he couldn't go forward, and he couldn't go back again.

She was a little anxious, she looked at the weather forecast yesterday and knew that the weather was good today, and Zhang's grandfather himself proposed that everyone go to the hospital today, and everyone took a family photo in the small garden of the hospital.

The appointment was ten o'clock in the morning, and it was half past nine, and the traffic was still moving little by little. I don't know when I will be able to move to the hospital.

These days, Zhang's grandfather is in a good mood and his health is showing signs of improvement. Yesterday, I sat up and hugged Zhang Qingyi's mixed-race girl.

The old man was holding a mixed-race little great-granddaughter with long eyelashes and big eyes, like a Barbie doll, with an old face smiling and no eyes.

He has been lying on the bed for more than 20 days, his body is thin and weak, and his two skinny arms can't hold the baby girl who is more than three months old at all, and he is still supported by Chunxiao beside him.

is such a warm picture, which was recorded by Zhang Qingyi with a mobile phone laughing and crying.

It was precisely because of Zhang Qingyi's act of taking pictures of them that the old man came up with the idea of taking a family photo.

This family photo is not only a family portrait of the Zhang family, but also includes the in-laws of the Zhang family.

Originally, she was supposed to go with Li Shengwei and them, but when she was about to go out, Tong Zhongguo called her, saying that there were some things in the research room that only she could handle, and she had to go to the research room first, and the time to rush to the hospital after dealing with the matter was a little tight.

I raised my wrist and looked at my watch, and after another ten minutes, the car didn't move a few meters.

As I was wondering what to do, my phone rang.

It was Li Shengwei who called, probably urging her to go to the hospital quickly.

"Sheng Vigo ......"

"So, where is it?" Li Shengwei's anxious and forbearant voice came from the phone.

Chunxiao's heart flickered, and a bad feeling hit her heart.

"I'm on the road, stuck in traffic, I don't know when I'll be there", Na Chunxiao asked in a deep voice: "Brother Sheng Wei, what's wrong?" ”

"Try to come to the hospital as soon as possible, I'm afraid the old man will not be able to do it", Li Shengwei's difficult voice came from the earpiece, like a small blade, stabbing into her heart.

The first thing she thought of was when she received a call from Dean Qin, and she and Li Shengwei desperately rushed to the hospital.

This time......

Gu couldn't talk to Li Shengweiduo anymore, hung up the phone directly, opened the door and got out of the car, and ran in the direction of the hospital regardless of it.

The weather is very good, but winter is winter after all, and the wind that runs out of the wind blows on the face, as if it is entrained with ice ballast, and the face is painful.

The cold air rushed into the chest, as if the entire chest cavity was frozen, and even the fiery heart slowly became colder.

She had never run so fast in her life, it was like a gust of wind, blowing by one person, one car after another.

On that day, many people in Kyoto saw a female soldier in a military uniform, running as if she were running for her life on a bustling street.

When she ran to the hospital, she was so painful in her chest that she didn't dare to gasp for breath, and the cold air in her chest was about to blow up her chest.

When I came to the floor where the old man was hospitalized, I saw a large number of people crowded there from a distance, everyone was carefully dressed, and they could all be pulled out to shoot fashion magazines directly.

But in stark contrast to their delicate costumes, there were sad expressions on their faces.

Na Chunxiao walked over, and the first person to see her was Zhang Caiwei.

"Chunxiao, you're here", Zhang Caiwei choked up.

She must have cried once, maybe more than once, her delicate makeup was spent, her eyes were a little black, and there were black and white lines on her cheeks.

"How's it going?" Na Chunxiao asked with a gasp.

"Still rescuing ......"

As soon as the words passed, there was a commotion in front of me, a little noisy, and then someone said loudly, "Great, it's good to rescue back, it's good to rescue back......"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Chunxiao slipped through the cracks of the joyful people, grabbed the doctor who was leaving, and asked quietly, "What's the situation?" ”

The doctor didn't speak, only sighed softly, shook his head invisibly, got rid of Chunxiao's hand, and turned to leave.

What does this mean, Chunxiao couldn't understand it anymore, and a heart that had just been a little hot was cold again. (To be continued......)