"No.. Give..."He Ahong also showed a resolute look on her face, during this time, she saw too much of the hot and cold state of the world, she must recover well, so that these people have no good fruit to eat.

The medicine in Muxiu's space has a very obvious effect, and those physiotherapy tools have also made He Ahong's recovery twice as effective with half the effort, in fact, the most important thing is He Ahong's timely rehabilitation treatment.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and He Ahong can say more and more, and his right hand can also be raised, but his left hand can only move with his fingers.

"He Ahong, you are hemiplegic on one side, fortunately it is on the left side, and the right side is well recovered, and it is still convenient to use your right hand." Mu Xiu said as he did physiotherapy for He Ahong.

"Enough, thank you." Restoring to the current appearance is enough for He Ahong to be grateful to Mu Xiu.

"Have you figured out what to do next?" Mu Xiu asked.

"The factory and the property are in my name, and I'm going to kick them out of the company and find an accountant to check their bills." He Ahong said hatefully.

"I'm sure you can handle your husband, but what about your two sons? Can you be ruthless enough to make them sleep on the streets? Mu Xiu was a little unconvinced.

"They can all throw me down ruthlessly." He Ahong's face flashed with pain, and being betrayed by her husband was not as hurtful as these two sons turning a blind eye to her.

"Aren't you afraid that no one will send you to the end in the future?"

"When I was alive, no one cared about me, and I still expect them to be good to me when I die?" After He Ahong finished speaking, he looked at Mu Xiu again, and said word by word: "I will leave all the money to you, you can take care of me." ”

"Me?" Mu Xiu showed a look of surprise.

"You give me a pension, and I will give you everything." He Ahong clearly expressed his meaning.

"You just believe me?"

"At least when I have nothing, you are the one who takes care of me by my side, and you are the one who helps me recover, and I believe you can do what you say."

"Well, I have a lot of people in my family, so it's easy to take care of you." Mu Xiu nodded, in the last life, He Ahong didn't give her anything, she could send He Ahong to the end of her life, even if He Ahong didn't have any property in this life, Mu Xiu would not let her live on the streets.

"Then it's decided, you help me contact this person and let him come to the hospital to see me." He Ahong reported an address.

"So you still have a back hand." Mu Xiu said with a sigh.

"I used to have an old shopkeeper, and then when he got older, he took care of my private property, and if I was gone, he would give it to my son, and he would see him once a year when he was fine." He Ahong's words revealed bitterness, she was dedicated to the two children, but the children treated her like this, how could she not chill.

After Mu Xiu got off work, according to the address given by He Ahong, he walked into a calligraphy and painting shop, but he didn't expect that He Ahong still had such a shop.

"Girl, who are you looking for?" An old voice rang out.

Mu Xiu looked in the direction of the sound, and saw an old man of about sixty years old, wearing a pair of glasses, although his hair was gray, but his spirit was very shaky.

"Hello, I'm looking for Uncle Zhong Zhenzhong." Mu Xiu replied.

"I am, who are you?" Uncle Zhong helped his glasses and looked at Mu Xiu, this girl had never seen it.

"Uncle Zhong, it was He Ahong who asked me to come to you."

"Why didn't Ah Hong come?" Uncle Zhong immediately asked nervously.

"She's sick and it's inconvenient to come over, let me come to you, she wants to see you." When Mu Xiu's voice fell, he saw Uncle Zhong's face change.

"Ah, what's wrong? What disease? Is it serious? Did you go to the hospital? Girl, take me to see it. After Uncle Zhong finished asking a series of questions, he was so anxious that he clapped his hands, raised his legs and walked out.

The concern shown by Uncle Zhong is more real than that of any of He Ahong's family members.

"Uncle Zhong, don't worry, He Ahong is now fine, tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, you go to the corridor of the rehabilitation department of the Capital City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to wait for me, she wants to see you." Mu Xiu will be on the night shift tomorrow night, she is afraid that Uncle Zhong will meet He Ahong's family during the day, although they don't come to visit often, but if they happen to meet, then He Ahong's last hole card is gone.

"It's inconvenient for Ah Hong, then I'll go tomorrow night." Uncle Zhong has lived a long time, and he immediately understood.

"Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow night, by the way, He Ahong said that he wanted to eat the pork rib soup you made."

"Okay, I'll go buy ribs." Uncle Zhong showed a hint of a smile, and he was a lot relieved to hear that He Ahong could still worry about eating.

Mu Xiu returned home, Mu Xiaoshu had already prepared a meal, after Mu Xiu ate, chatted with everyone a few words, and went back to the room to sleep, while Mu Xiaoshu began to roll up his sleeves and prepare pickles with a smile on his face after coaxing the two children to sleep.

Mu Xiaoshu couldn't be idle, and after coming to the capital for 1 month of free time, she began to want to find something to do, and finally Mu Xiu gave her an idea, so she set up a stall in front of her house and sold pickles.

Mu Xiu taught Mu Xiaoshu to make pickles, and Mu Xiaoshu soon got started, and the taste of the food was no worse than that of Sun Xingfu, just like that, Mu Xiaoshu found something new to do, and her whole person quickly integrated into the life of the capital.

The pickle business has been passed on by word of mouth, and gradually, the business is getting better and better, Mu Xiaoshu counts the income every day, and she is full of joy, and the money plus the dividends of the Happy Restaurant, she is confident that she can bring up two children by herself.

In the past, everyone only saw the neat and glamorous side of doctors, but they didn't know how tiring and hard it was to be a doctor, and they never stopped every day from work to work, 24 hours a day, from morning to night, early and late return are the norm.

Mu Xiu's night shift was to take over on time at six o'clock in the evening, and after her bedside handover was over, she glanced at the time, and at seven o'clock, she hurriedly walked to the corridor, and saw Uncle Zhong walking back and forth there from a distance.

"Uncle Zhong, you come with me." After Mu Xiu approached, he said with a slight breath.

"So you're a doctor." Uncle Zhong looked at Mu Xiu in a white coat and said in surprise.

"Well, I'm He Ahong's doctor in charge." Mu Xiu replied as he walked.

"The doctor is so young!" Uncle Zhong looked at Mu Xiu and looked like a little girl, and couldn't help but sigh.

The two of them soon arrived at He Ahong's ward, Mu Xiu walked in first, and Uncle Zhong followed behind.

"Ah Hong, what's wrong with you." As soon as Uncle Zhong entered the door and saw He Ahong, who had lost a lot of weight and had a haggard face, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and quickly ran to the bed to check.