in the hospital.

Mo Ling was plugged into a ventilator and lying on the hospital bed in a hospital gown, his old face had lost the spirit of the previous few days, and the whole person looked dying.

After Cheng stopped in the ward, Mo Xuening rushed over and lay down in front of the hospital bed, crying, "Grandpa, Cheng stopped coming, don't sleep anymore." ”

She grabbed the old man's hand and shook it gently.

Cheng Zhu pursed his lips slightly when he saw this scene.

To say that he doesn't feel anything is of course fake, Mo Ling is the one who has raised him for several years.

Hearing the movement, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and when he raised his eyes to see the man standing, he raised his arm slightly, and his lips opened as if he had something to say.

Cheng stopped and walked over, Mo Ling slowly grabbed his hand, his cloudy eyes, staring at him tightly, as if he was going to disappear in the next second.

Cheng stopped silently.

Stand still in silence.

·

When the medical staff came to observe the situation, Mo Xuening called Cheng out and briefly told him about Mo Ling's physical condition.

"The doctor said that grandpa is running out of time, and there is no point in treatment now, it will only make him more painful." Mo Xue Ning took a deep breath, lowered her head, and choked up: "Grandpa also means to go home, and he doesn't want to waste his last time in the hospital." ”

"I felt that something was wrong with his body before, but he always said that he was a doctor and knew it, so I didn't pay much attention to it, but who would know that grandpa was hiding it from me."

She cried and cried, Cheng stopped expressionlessly, listened quietly, and said "um" for a long time, which was a response.

Mo Xuening leaned over and wanted to hug him, but Cheng stopped and quietly blocked it.

"The doctor should have checked it almost, let's go inside."

He took two steps back, past her, and went straight back into the hospital room.

Mo Xue Ning bit her lip, turned to look at his back, her misty eyes instantly lost the pity just now, and were replaced by a clear imperative.

·

After the doctor went out, Mo Ling suddenly pointed to Mo Xuening and motioned to take it off.

"Grandpa, what do you want to say?" Mo Xuening shook her head and knelt beside the bed, "You can't take it off." ”

Mo Ling nodded, signaling that it was okay.

Then, without waiting for Mo Xuening to make a move, he stretched out his hand and prepared to tear it off.

"Grandpa!" Mo Xuening exclaimed, but she didn't stop the old man's movements.

After Mo Ling took off the ventilator, he looked at Cheng Zhu, his hoarse and dry voice, and read his name with some difficulty.

Cheng stopped standing next to him and leaned over slightly, Mo Ling opened his mouth and said, "Help me sit up......"

"If there's anything you say now, we can hear it." Cheng Zhu probably took into account his physical condition and did not agree immediately.

But Mo Ling insisted on doing so.

Cheng Zhu had no choice but to help him sit up, and then leaned on the pillow behind him.

Mo Xuening's eyebrows trembled, "Grandpa, do you have anything to say to us?" ”

Mo Ling let out a long breath, then nodded, took Cheng Zhu's hand again, looked at him and said, "I don't have much time......

Cheng Zhu's face was slightly condensed, and he didn't say anything.

In the next second, the old man looked at Mo Xuening and said to Cheng Zhu: "After I leave, the two of you are the most worried......

"It's not there yet, don't talk nonsense." Cheng stopped and replied in a low voice.

Mo Ling shook his head, "I know it in my own heart, don't lie to me." ”