Qing went home to get a ginseng, and on the way to the sanatorium, he bought some lotus seeds and rock candy.

Jiang Zhilian didn't quite understand, and was a little puzzled, "What are you buying these for?" ”

Meng Qing explained lightly: "Make ginseng lotus broth, which is a medicinal diet, which can assist in the treatment of Alzheimer's disease. ”

Jiang Zhilian: "The medicines prescribed by the hospital have no effect, what effect can these have!" ”

Decades later, medical development is much better than this time, and the disease has not yet been overcome!

Grandpa Tang's situation is not very optimistic.

Meng Qing: "Even if it can't cure the disease, it's good for the body, so it's okay to try." ”

In the sanatorium, Ji Guangtian was playing chess with Tang Xianjun.

"You bad old man, your memory is not as good as a fish, and you are still so good at chess." Ji Guangtian, who had lost three games in a row, scratched his head and was not convinced, "Come again!" I don't believe I can't win a game. ”

Tang Xianjun rearranged the chess pieces with a smile, and said sarcastically unceremoniously: "Stinky chess basket, you still want to win me!" ”

When Jiang Zhilian arrived, the new game had just ended, and Ji Guangtian was killed again.

He really tried his best and didn't release any water. But even though his opponent is sick now, his chess skills are still much better than him.

"This old man, I can't remember what I ate at noon, but I remember the chess game!" Ji Guangtian smacked his lips and sighed with emotion, put away the chessboard and said, "The children are here, let's kill you here today!" ”

"Grandpa Tang! I'm coming to see you! Did you miss me? Jiang Zhilian saw Tang Xianjun wearing linen short sleeves and loose cotton pants, sitting on a sunny sofa.

If no one told her that Grandpa Tang was sick, she couldn't see anything unusual at all.

The old man's eyes were as bright as ever, but there was a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Zhilian.

"Ah, the kid is here......" Tang Xianjun muttered ambiguously.

He seemed to be trying to remember something, but he probably didn't recognize the three young men who came through the door, so he finally gave up thinking and vaguely beckoned, "Come and eat some apples!" ”

Jiang Zhilian happily sat beside Tang Xianjun, eating apples while teasing the two old men.

Jiang Youting's eyes were so red that she trotted into the inner room and secretly cried.

Meng Qing pulled Tang Xiaolong to the kitchen and taught him to make ginseng lotus broth.

"Ten grams of ginseng, ten heartless lotus seeds, thirty grams of rock sugar, put them in a bowl and soak them for five hours. After soaking, steam for an hour. Drink it once a day, and the boiled lotus seeds can be eaten. Ginseng is repeated two or three times, and finally it can be eaten. With the medicine prescribed by the hospital, it can play a role in adjuvant treatment. The effect varies from person to person, so don't expect too much. ”

Tang Xiaolong listened very carefully. In fact, Meng Qing said that he could remember it completely, but he still took a paper and pen and made a detailed record.

"It's good to eat more walnuts." Meng Qing patted Tang Xiaolong's shoulder, with encouragement and comfort.

"Thank you." Tang Xiaolong was much more silent than before, looking very haggard.

Tang Xianjun was tired of playing chess, and after chatting for a few words, he went back to his room and went to sleep.

Jiang Zhilian walked to the door of the kitchen, looked at Tang Xiaolong, sighed lightly, and said, "You look more like a patient." ”

Tang Xiaolong smiled bitterly, "Really? I wish I was the one who was sick. ”

Jiang Zhilian and Meng Qing glanced at each other, and suddenly didn't know how to comfort them.

Meng Qing shook his head lightly and walked out of the kitchen.

Jiang Zhilian stared at Tang Xiaolong for a moment, and then said lightly, "Can someone take care of Grandpa Tang from the sanatorium?" ”

"I asked, difficult." Tang Xiaolong hung his head and pinched the lotus seed in his hand, "It's okay to send a meal regularly, but you can't arrange someone to take care of it twenty-four hours a day." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "Isn't there anyone else in your family who can come over?" ”

Tang Xiaolong was silent.

Jiang Zhilian proposed: "You hire a nanny, right?" ”

Tang Xiaolong shook his head: "Nanny, I'm not at ease." ”

"Then ......" Jiang Zhilian guessed something.

Tang Xiaolong's voice was hoarse, "I'm ready to resign, grandpa is more important than anything else." ”

Sure enough, but—

"Grandpa Tang definitely doesn't want you to quit your job for him." Jiang Zhilian was silent for a long time, and remembered a person, "Can I help you find a nanny?" ”

Tang Xiaolong didn't think about it for a second, and directly refused: "No need, grandpa, I take care of it myself, I don't trust anyone." ”

Jiang Zhilian subconsciously opened her mouth, wanting to say something, and then slowly closed it again.

Forget it, everyone has decided, what is she going to mix in a hurry!

What if the person she found really didn't do a good job and something happened, what if the time came? Isn't she a sinner?

Don't take responsibility for yourself!

The uncle who sold fruit once said that only Lao Tang can control Xiao Tang, and no one else can control it.

So her suggestion is also insignificant!

No matter how persistent you try to persuade you, it is probably useless.

Jiang Zhilian: "Okay, if there's anything you need my help with, just let me know." ”

"Hmm......" Tang Xiaolong raised his feet and walked towards the door, "I'll go out and buy a Chinese medicine scale, you can sit for a while." ”

When Jiang Zhilian returned to the living room, she heard Meng Qing and Ji Lao talking about Chen Jianjun.

She sat down beside Meng Qing and asked, "What's wrong with Slut Chen?" ”

Meng Qing raised his eyebrows, hooked his lips and chuckled, "I'm about to be sent into the iron cage by his wife herself......"

Ji Lao added with a smile: "Mrs. Chen is going to invite him to prison food!" ”

"Oh?" Jiang Zhilian was a little surprised, "Didn't Director Cui clean up the mess for Chen Slut and protect him?" ”

"Cui Shuguang protects him purely for his own interests, if it weren't for the profit, he wouldn't bother to care whether Chen Jianjun is dead or alive!" Ji Lao leaned back on the sofa chair, and after finding a comfortable position, he said: "Now that Mrs. Chen wants to kill her man, a lot of evidence is on the surface, there are so many incriminating evidence, who would dare to save him!" Cui Shuguang has had enough benefits, and now he sits firmly on the high platform and leaves himself clean. ”

Jiang Zhilian smacked her tongue, "Sure enough, interests are the most loyal partners." ”

Ji Lao rolled his eyes and slowly opened his mouth, "Actually...... Not exactly! It's also a matter of people. ”

Jiang Zhilian nodded in agreement, and then she asked curiously, "How many years will Chen Jianjun be sentenced?" ”

Ji Lao: "As far as I know so far, nine times out of ten, I will have to be sentenced to life. ”

Jiang Zhilian: "Is it so serious?" What about Mrs. Chen? Is she okay? ”

Husbands and wives are in the same boat!

She didn't believe that among so many things that Chen Jianjun had committed, Mrs. Chen had no problem at all.

"She's ......" Ji Lao snorted, "But she's a powerful woman!" Chen Jianjun would never have imagined that the woman who had shared the bed with him for so many years would calculate him behind his back and plan things perfectly. ”

Jiang Zhilian was in disbelief, covering her mouth and exclaiming: "Oh my God! ”

Ji Lao: "The risky things are all in the name of Chen Jianjun alone. Even though everyone knew that Mrs. Chen was not completely innocent, there was no evidence that she had committed a crime. ”

For a while, Jiang Zhilian didn't know how to judge the couple, but Chen Jianjun reaped the consequences of his own evil and deserved it, which made her feel very happy.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she returned to the rental house that night, she would bump into Chen Jianjun.

"Xiao Jiang, I beg you, you can help me persuade her......" Chen Jianjun knelt in front of Jiang Zhilian with a puff, and the sound of his knees hitting the cement floor was muffled, but inexplicably a little deafening.

Suddenly a person rushed out and knelt in front of him, Jiang Zhilian was startled and instinctively took half a step back.

She steadied herself, and the first thing she noticed was his hair.

I don't know if he hadn't paid attention before, or if he really had half of his hair gray in a matter of days.

Anyway, Chen Jianjun looks like an old man in his old age.

Jiang Zhilian: "Who do you want me to convince?" ”

"My wife...... Help me persuade her to let me go!" Chen Jianjun knelt on his calf, his eyes cloudy, "I'm just a ghost for a while, her brother's death can't be counted on my head......"

Jiang Zhilian felt funny, "Director Chen, are you in a hurry to go to the doctor?" Whether there is a misunderstanding between your husband and wife, or any grievances. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. Come and beg me, this ...... Isn't that weird? What can I advise Mrs. Chen? I've only had a few encounters with her. ”

"It's not like that!" Chen Jianjun took two steps forward and knocked his head at Jiang Zhilian's feet, "You go and persuade, it will definitely be useful!" Xiao Jiang, spare my life, I will definitely make up for it! ”

Jiang Zhilian was a little confused when she heard it, "I'll spare your life?" I didn't care much about you. ”