Cheng Mo didn't have any objections, "Okay, how can I contact her?" ”

The other end hesitated for a moment and said, "You can see her when you go to the No. 4 ward of the convalescent department of Jiangcheng People's Hospital." ”

There was already a broadcast here that Cheng Mo was about to board the plane he was going to take, so Cheng Mo didn't ask much, and after writing it down, he thanked him and hung up the phone.

After arriving in Jiangcheng, he didn't even go home, he went directly to Jiangcheng People's Hospital.

When I went to the floor guidance board of the inpatient department building, I didn't see the nursing department, so I went to the guidance desk to ask.

"You go to the little building behind the inpatient building."

Cheng Mo didn't think much about it, but he heard the person at the guide desk say, "The hospice department is in that small building." ”

Cheng Mo was stunned.

"Now it's called the Convalescent Department, so it's not on the sign."

When I arrived at the small building, I found Ward No. 4, and passed many wards along the way, some of the doors were open, some were not open, but there was a small glass window on the door, and I could basically see the situation inside.

Next to the hospital bed full of various instruments, the unconscious patients lying on the bed, the old man in his old age, his cheeks sunken, like a skeleton covered with a layer of skin.

There are also young people who are described as withered, with no hair left, and their eyes are full of gray and cloudy.

A sense of depression looms over the place.

Perhaps because this depression is too strong and obvious, Cheng Mo's own depression is unbearable, but it is overshadowed at the moment.

In Ward 4, it was the same, and the beds were filled with various instruments, but the people lying on the beds were not as unconscious as they had seen in those wards before.

Although a lot of instruments were connected, the people on the hospital bed looked in good spirits, the bed was shaken, she was wearing a gray and white striped hospital gown, Cheng Mo also found along the way, in Jiangcheng People's Hospital, only the patients in the convalescent department wore a lifeless gray and white striped hospital gown, and the other departments were blue and white striped.

She sat on the hospital bed and watched TV, peeling a small orange while watching TV.

The ward, which smells faintly of disinfectant water, is not so lifeless because of the spicy scent of orange peel.

And she didn't lose her hair, her gray short hair was neatly combed, and the whole person still looked very decent, and this dignity had not been exhausted because of illness.

Looking at her, Cheng Mo stood at the door of the ward, his steps as if he had been nailed to the ground, and there was an overwhelming roar in his head and ears, as if he had been stuffed into an airplane engine.

I couldn't hear any sound, the sound of the TV inside, the ticking of the monitoring equipment, there was no sound.

It seems to have been pulled to twenty years ago in an instant, and the dean who smiled softly and spoke kindly twenty years ago overlapped with the terminally ill and decent old man in front of him in an instant.

"Huh? Are you alright, young man? ”

This sentence finally interrupted the roar in Cheng Mo's head, and he suddenly came back to his senses, "It's okay, I'm fine." ”

"Are you...... Coming to visit me? She asked, looking at Cheng Mo quietly, as if she was thinking about whether he was a child from a welfare home. Obviously, it looks a little familiar.

"Yes, Dean Li." Cheng Mo thought about it, her surname was Li. He didn't know the specific name, but he remembered that every time he went when he was a child, his mother asked him to politely greet Dean Li.

"Are you...... Are you a child from our house? It looked familiar, but I couldn't remember anything. Dean Li was obviously a little ashamed of this, smiled embarrassedly, and lowered his voice when he asked this.

"I'm not. I'm not a kid out of the yard. Cheng Mo looked at Dean Li, "I am Li Qian's son." ”

With a click, Dean Li's hand was weak, and the peeled little orange fell from her fingertips to the ground.

She looked at Cheng Mo in a daze, and her eyes were full of water.

"Chen?" She still remembers the little boy who followed Li Qian and always came to the courtyard.

"Well, it's me." Cheng Mo nodded.

Dean Li said, "You've grown so big! ”

She reached for a handkerchief and pressed her eyes, "You've grown so big." ”

"yes, I've grown up." Cheng Mo smiled, walked to the bedside, threw the small orange on the ground into the trash, took a new one and peeled it again, peeled it and handed it to Dean Li.

Dean Li's eyes looked at him for a moment, she had heard about Li Qian's accident at the beginning, and she also learned about the situation at that time, and how much impact and damage it caused to Cheng Mo.

I heard that the child also had mental illness, so she didn't dare to talk to Cheng Xujiang for most of the year.

"It's good, it's good." Dean Li grabbed his hand and patted the back of his hand gently, "They have all become young men, tall and handsome." I saw it when you were a child, you will grow up, and it is all your parents' good that you pick up. ”

"Hmm. I didn't expect you to remember me. Cheng Mo replied in a low voice, pondered, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Dean Li sighed softly, "Alas. It's good or not, aren't they all like this when they're old, everyone has their own lives. ”

She stretched out her hand and patted her abdomen, "It was said that it was advanced gallbladder cancer, and it was not treated, so I sent it to the hospice department to improve the quality of life." I think it's not bad, after all, it hurts so badly. I can feel better every day now. ”

There was no pessimism in Dean Li's voice, although he was not very optimistic, but he was very peaceful.

"I said that I can't celebrate the New Year. You came by coincidence, and you came well, at least so that I can see you once in my lifetime, and see what you will look like when you grow up, so that when I leave, I can also tell your mother how good you look. Dean Li looked at him with a smile.

Very kind and kind.

"If there is anything you need help with...... Cheng Mo didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only say, "You just ask." ”

"I don't have anything to help with." The old lady looked at Cheng Mo quietly with a pair of eyes, "It's you, do you need my help?" What do you want to know...... Is it? ”

Cheng Mo nodded.

Probably people are dying, and their eyes are more transparent, Dean Li said, "You were still a child at that time, if you want to criticize you for what happened at that time, there is no need." Why don't you let yourself go? She was only four years old at the time, and she was only five years old when she left the orphanage, and she had long forgotten about it. ”

"She didn't forget." Cheng Mo shook his head.

"How do you know? Shallot has her own name, her family is not bad, she should have been doing well over the years, and she should be good now. ”

Cheng Mo bit his lip and whispered, "Because I met her!" Her name is Ye Tang, and her family background is not bad, but after all, she is an illegitimate daughter, and she has been poked in the backbone over the years, and she has lived like that. ”