I saw a shadow cast down on my buttocks, looked up, and said in amazement: "Brother-in-law? ”

Minglang got up from Ah Gong's arms and pulled Ah Gong, "Let's go to the doctor!" She didn't look at Zhen Yang, and there were all kinds of complicated expressions on her face.

Ah Gong still didn't believe that it was Zhen Zhen who came back, he looked at his bright face vigorously, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and muttered, "Is it my sister?" ”

Ass said depressedly on the side: "Ah Gong, it's probably her!" He looked at Minglang with some resentment, she has been back for so long, why don't you look for Ah Gong? It is her who has always been thinking about Ah Gong.

Ah Gong showed a dreamy smile, as if he had just believed it, and held Minglang's hand tightly, smiling from ear to ear, but tears kept falling, "Oh, oh, it's my sister who is back!" ”

Zhen Yang stepped forward and wanted to shout Minglang, Minglang looked up at him, now, Zhen Yang really doesn't matter at all, it doesn't matter if she gets married or not, she has found the person she wants to find, and her heart can finally settle down.

"Zhen Yang, let's go back and talk about it!" Minglang helped Ah Gong and said to Zhen Yang quietly.

Zhen Yang snorted, and the fine sunlight shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves of the tall plane tree, shining on his handsome and resolute face, with a bit of heart-warming sunny breath, "Do you want me to help?" ”

Minglang smiled, smiling like a happy little girl, "No, no need!" ”

Butt kicked and jumped, "Yes, why don't you need it?" He stared at Minglang, Ah Gong is sick now, and he wants to use other people's money and connections.

Minglang didn't seem to see the anger of his buttocks, so he only helped Ah Gong to walk forward cautiously.

Ah Gong didn't look at the road under his feet, just dragged Minglang's hand, kept smiling and looking at Minglang, and let Minglang drag him wherever he went.

The ass stomped and had to hurry up.

Zhen Yang looked at Minglang's back thoughtfully, she said before that she hired a private detective to find someone, could it be the old man?

Minglang let his ass sit on the chair at the door of Song Guanzhai's clinic with his buttocks, and then she asked her brother to get Grandpa's film.

Song Guanzhai had just come out of the operation, and he didn't sit in for a consultation, and when he saw Minglang coming in, he was a little surprised, "Don't you call me when you come?" ”

Minglang sat in front of him and handed him the film, "You can help me take a look!" ”

Song Zhai Hu suspiciously took the film and asked, "Who's?" ”

Minglang looked at him obediently like a student listening to the teacher's inquiry, and when he heard him ask, he said, "My grandfather's, how is it?" ”

Song Zhai's eyes dimmed for a moment, and said, "It's advanced liver cancer, and it has spread!" ”

Minglang's hand trembled slightly, "Then, what about surgery?" Can it be cured? What about liver replacement? Would it be okay to exchange my liver for him? ”

Song Guanzhai held her hand and said slowly, "Why do you need him to suffer like this? His days are numbered! ”

Mingming's tears fell big drops, shook his head, and said stubbornly: "No, you are not good at medicine, I will find the director, I will find the expert and the professor......"

"Bright!" Song Guanzhai said softly: "It's really unnecessary!" ”

"No!" She shook her head, her eyes looking particularly hollow after the tears had fallen, and her face was as pale as the walls of a hospital, "I don't believe you! "She had just found him, how could she allow him to go like this? No, you can't kill her.

"Mingming," a look of pain flashed across Song Guanzhai's face, "Sometimes, there is nothing we can do!" ”

"That's your incompetence!" Minglang looked up abruptly and said sharply.

Song Guanzhai was silent, and Minglang picked up the film, "I'll go find the director!" ”

Minglang took the film and walked out stubbornly, and when her ass saw her come out, she got up and asked urgently, "How is it?" ”

Minglang said coldly: "Wait for me here!" She hurried to the office of Liu Shiwei, the head of the oncology department.

"Miss, our director is going to get off work, you or find another doctor!" The nurse stopped her from entering.

Minglang walked past her and pushed open the door of Director Liu's office.

The nurse was anxious to pull her, and said apologetically to Liu Shiwei: "Director, I said you were going to get off work!" ”

Liu Shiwei raised his head, waved his hand and said to the nurse: "Okay, you go out first!" ”

Minglang walked straight over and put the film on Liu Shiwei's desktop, "I'm sorry for the interruption, please help me take a look!" ”

Liu Shiwei pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit!" Then he reached out and opened the film.

Minglang didn't sit down, his eyes looked at Liu Shiwei firmly, "I want him to get better at all costs!" ”

Liu Shiwei sighed, "Miss Ming, sometimes even at all costs, it still can't be as good as it should be!" ”

Minglang shook his head, "No, you're an expert, you're a cancer nemesis, you must have a way, right?" ”

There was a touch of desolation at the corner of Liu Shiwei's mouth, "If I were the nemesis of cancer, then I should be able to save that teenager today, a teenager, who died on the operating table like this!" ”

Minglang was stunned, and his face was pale.

"Miss Ming, accompany him well, he doesn't have much time!" Liu Shiwei said, "If I were a doctor with a clear conscience, I would recommend that he be admitted to the hospital for chemotherapy, but an eighty-year-old man can no longer bear this kind of torture, and most importantly, there is no need for this!" ”

Minglang still stood stunned, not saying a word.

Liu Shiwei is an experienced old doctor in the end, whether it is facing family members or patients, he has a way to persuade or comfort.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable for everyone, and what you have to do now is to let him suffer less and be happy and have a surplus of life without burden. There is no absolute in medicine, a happy mood can affect a person's condition, and after trying a patient with terminal cancer, the doctor concluded that he would not live for more than three months, but in the end he lived for six years before leaving. Instead of constantly looking for a good doctor, you should put more effort into making him happy! ”

After a pause, Liu Shiwei said again: "Besides, you yourself are a sick person, so it is not suitable to take him around, it is harmful to your condition!" ”

sat clearly and calmly, but also listened to Liu Shiwei's words. After a long time, she raised her head and said, "Director Liu, my condition hasn't been leaked to anyone, right?" ”

Liu Shiwei looked a little stunned, "How is this possible?" I am ethical! ”

"Hmm!" Minglang got up and bowed, "Thank you!" Then he turned and went out.

Out of the office, Song Guanzhai was waiting for her at the door, and when she came out, she hesitated, stepped forward and said softly: "Can you help Ah Gong go through the admission procedures first?" ”

"No need!" Minglang shook his head, "I want to take him home!" ”

"Back to Zhenyang's house?"

Minglang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, I want to find a house as soon as possible, but, before that, can I live in your house for two days?" ”

"Good!" He didn't say anything, and walked with her.

On the way to Song Guanzhai's house, it was Song Guanzhai who drove, Minglang sat in the back with Ah Gong, Ah Gong took her hand and kept asking, "How have you been doing all these years?" Is he good to you? When did you get back? I was afraid that you would not find me, and I was reluctant to leave the village, but the house burned...... Our house was burned! Speaking of this, he sighed softly, "I originally thought I wouldn't see you anymore, but God is still very good to me!" ”

Minglang snuggled on his shoulder, like a well-behaved child, she said softly: "He is very good to me, like his own daughter, except for you, he is the best for me in the world!" Minglang phoenix's eyes narrowed, and there was a cold chill in his eyes. It was an unbearable time, he tried his best to build her into a gold medal killer, sought a lot of money for him, and almost escaped death, he only scolded coldly, without the slightest pity. She has always kept her original promise not to return to China and not see her grandfather, just because he promised that she would treat her grandfather well, but he didn't do it, and she held that oath until he died.

She was wrong to believe in him too much, otherwise with her strength in the last two years, it would be easy to turn against him. But in the end, she was still afraid that he would hurt her grandfather. Before he died, he finally revealed to him that not long after she left China, Ah Gong was burned to death, and she once suspected that he did it, but he firmly denied it, but before he died, he felt guilty for not fulfilling his promise and did not help and take care of Ah Gong.

Ah Gong said with satisfaction: "I know that the kind of person who does great things will be trustworthy!" ”

Butt sat in the passenger seat, turned back coldly and said, "It's so good, why don't you come back to find Grandpa?" Ungrateful! ”

"Shut up!" Ah Gong reprimanded, "Isn't your sister coming back?" ”

"It's long overdue to come back," the butt circles turned red, "and there's still a fart to come back now!" "It's all late, even if she has money, what can she do? Can you save Ah Gong's life?

Minglang didn't answer, but still lay on Ah Gong's shoulder, with a calm look on his face. This feeling of stability in the present world can only be found in Ah Gong.

Remembering that time, Ah Gong always said that she was rude and would not be able to marry in the future. She retorted unconvinced, then I will be with my grandfather for the rest of my life!

She is going to be with Ah Gong for the rest of her life, and now that she has found him, her long-adrift heart has finally settled.

Song Guanzhai looked at her bright pale and calm face from the rearview mirror, he had known her for so long, and he had never seen her so quiet and peaceful.

He was very sad, a terminal liver cancer and a brain tumor were all dying people, and Ah Gong was just a man, both in his eighties, but Minglang was only in his twenties, which was the age of flowers. Thinking of the young man who died on the operating table today, he was shocked, when one day, Minglang is the same, what will happen to him?

Just thinking about it like this, I feel unspeakably uncomfortable in my heart.

After settling her grandfather, she drove back to Zhenyang's house.

Zhen Yang was already sitting at home waiting for her, and when he saw her come back, he didn't stand up, just sat on the sofa and looked at her with dark eyes.

Minglang didn't speak, but led the Golden Horn King out of the balcony, and then packed up his clothes.

Zhen Yang didn't stop it, but asked lightly, "You want to move to his house?" ”

"Hmm!" Minglang nodded, she didn't have many things, one box was enough to hold.

Zhen Yang's face flashed with a gloomy face, "Aren't you separated from him?" Why are you still so affectionate with him? ”

Minglang looked sideways at him, "Affectionate? ”

Zhen Yang said coldly: "I saw him holding your hand!" ”

Minglang thought about it blankly, before leaving the hospital, her butt accompanied her grandfather to the bathroom, and Song Guanzhai took her hand to the parking lot to pick up the car.

"Well, yes!" Minglang nodded, his face calm.

Zhen Yang's eyes flashed with a touch of gloom, snatched the clothes from her hand, threw them on the sofa, and said coldly: "Don't go!" ”