"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, a student has come to see you." The old lady's voice was light and penetrating.

"Grandma, will this delay Teacher Yang's rest!" Chen Ke felt that she needed to recuperate now, and it seemed a little inconvenient to disturb her suddenly.

"No, no, it's too late for her to be happy, you don't know how uncomfortable it is for a person who is usually used to being lively, to suddenly quiet down." With a smile, he led the two of them through the long living room and looked at one room and walked over. There was the sound of a crumbling bed.

"Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, how are you feeling today?" Chen Ke saw his teacher sitting on the edge of the bed in an autumn long-sleeved pajamas, smiling at them, the once short and fat body had lost a lot of weight, and the eyes without eyes were more prominent.

"It's Meng Yao and Chen Ke, how do you know. I'm okay now, it's really hard for you to remember the teacher. "I don't have the original state of mind, I remember that when she was still in No. 1 Middle School, she was not a very popular teacher, she had a bad temper, but she was very serious in teaching.

"I heard about it yesterday, teacher, can you show me the inspection report?" Meng Yao also said with a smile, her voice was as gentle and soft as ever.

"What's so nice about this."

"Teacher Yang, Yaoyao is studying medicine." Chen Ke reminded him.

"Forget it, I've accepted my fate, the child is older, people live well when they live, and when I die, I just don't want to burden others too much, although I have medical insurance, but I still have to pay a part, this is a doomed ending, why spend money to buy sin." In a previous operation, the doctor told her that she found it in time, as long as she did a few surgeries, the probability was very high, and she was very confident, and she did not worry too much after the operation. But it's only been two years, and such a surge has come, which she didn't expect, and she thought about suicide, but she couldn't bear to be an elderly person, a teenage child, and a pillow person for more than ten years.

"I have a classmate who said that what Western medicine can't do, maybe Chinese medicine can, and I really know some oncologists, my grandfather passed away because of lung cancer, and he lasted for four or five years in his eighties." She didn't comment too much on the teacher's emotions and moods, but she only stated what she knew was the truth.

"What, that's fine!" The old lady outside the door had been standing for a while, and when she heard this, she quickly stuffed the herbal tea in her hand to Meng Yao and the two of them, walked to the side of the cabinet and flipped through it, and soon took out a pile of various report documents. Meng Yao looked at it, found a few key photos, and took a photo, "Because I am not an authority in this area, I just know that the teacher has begun to spread a little, I will send it to the teacher and the best students in our class, they practice medicine in their family era to see if there is a better way, as long as you live, there will always be hope, and the classmates are still counting on you to go back and teach them well." ”

"Thank you, among so many students who have come to see me, the only one who mentioned that I would have the opportunity to go back to school, they all advised me to relax and take care of myself, it will be okay in the end, it will be fine." While laughing and crying, if she can live, who wants to die, the reason why she gave up is just that she doesn't want to be a burden.

"Definitely, if the patient gives up on his own, the best doctor can't do anything, just like a student who refuses to learn, and it won't help to send the best teacher who can teach." Meng Yao still said gently.

"Well, even if you are comforting, it is also painstaking, I have received your wishes, but I am in pain now, and I can't sit for a long time, so I can't entertain you." The air conditioner was on in the room, but it seemed that the teacher was sweating slightly, it should be painful, and the old lady quickly took the pill and handed it to her. I took another towel, after all, if you sweat and don't dry it, it will be more troublesome if you catch a cold with the air conditioner.

"Okay, then we won't disturb the teacher's rest, let's go back first." Chen Ke stood up, his eyes were a little red, the woman who was once so strong was now so weak.

"Okay, then I won't keep you any longer." Teacher Yang's voice was a little weak, this seriously ill person wanted someone to accompany him, but he was afraid that his illness would spread to those who cared about him.

"Why don't you sit outside for a while?" The old lady said.

"No need, don't disturb Teacher Yang's rest, let's go first." Chen Ke said with a reluctant smile.

Before Meng Yao went out, he put a red envelope on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and Chen Ke also added one, then changed his shoes, went out and closed the door.

"Is the teacher's condition really that serious?" Chen Ke looked at Meng Yao without saying a word and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's spread a lot."

"Isn't that hopeless?" With a little regret, Chen Ke sighed.

"It should be able to delay for a few days, it seems that there is a new medicine recently, but the price is relatively expensive, but the teacher may not be able to accept it." Meng Yao stood downstairs, looking at the window on the fifth floor. "And that's not the point, the point is how to face their renewed hope if it doesn't work." From the great treatment of the disease, I have experienced a despair to hope, and now I repeat it again, not only for the teacher, but also for the teacher's family is unbearable, although the old lady seems to be more optimistic, but the conditions of the teacher's family are really ordinary, from the teacher's home can be seen, everything is old.

"Oh." If it was just a matter of money, then it was okay, many of my classmates were ready to raise money, but they were stopped by the teacher, because she didn't write that she wanted to be hospitalized, so she couldn't spend too much money at all.

"I'll go to your house again, and we'll be back to Kyoto tomorrow."

"No, it's not like that again."

"Go on, I saw that she seemed to be much better than before yesterday, after all, she didn't turn a blind eye, didn't she let us carry her things?"

"Well, it's okay anyway!" If you think about it carefully, what Meng Yao said seems to be true.

It's just that I came to the door again, no one was at home, the house was cleaned up, there was a portrait of Chen Ke's mother on the coffee table, she looked very young, it should be the scene of college, very scribbled signature, my mother smiled brightly, like a blooming flower, her eyes were full of starlight, happiness was like overflowing, Chen Ke and Meng Yao had never seen such a Lu Li, she was only a faint smile when she was happy, like an elegant chrysanthemum, and the woman in the painting clearly wanted to bloom roses, warm and bright. Chen Ke silently took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the portrait.