In desperation, Wei Qinghua had no choice but to ask his neighbors about Isa's whereabouts!

Wei Qinghua still remembers the previous scene very clearly.

"Isha, it's not easy for her, she vomited a lot of blood yesterday and was taken to the hospital by ambulance, and she hasn't come back yet."

"Then why didn't any of her children come back to see her when she was so sick?" Wei Qinghua asked excitedly.

"Her children?" Isa's neighbor looked at Wei Qinghua with a puzzled face.

"yes, aren't her sons and daughters all settled in New Zealand?"

"Who are you listening to when you say this, is it Isha herself?" The neighbor raised the decibel level of his speech.

"Yes, my friend and I have heard from Isa that her son and daughter have settled in New Zealand at a very early age." Wei Qinghua said calmly.

"Hell, you've been deceived by her!" The neighbor angrily brushed his sleeves away.

"However, one of her old wives died a few years ago, it's true!" The neighbor turned around again and reminded Wei Qinghua.

"I'm sorry, can you tell me why Isha lied to me and my friends? We were just international students from China who stayed in her home. "Seeing that the other party is not too hostile to himself. Wei Qinghua asked cheekily.

"Don't you think Isha looks good?" Wei Qinghua couldn't understand why only the Chinese were accustomed to euphemism, and the Englishman had begun to beat around the bush?

"What do you mean by that?"

"Because this old lady Isa is so strong that people feel terrible!"

"Tough?" Wei Qinghua was confused by the other party's description.

"Once upon a time, Isha and her husband had a pair of lovely children. It's just that, my God, that tornado was terrible! At that time, I was only so tall, that is, seven or eight years old! The British neighbor put his hand below his chest.

"What's going on here?" Wei Qinghua, who has never experienced a tornado since he was a child, naturally has no way to imagine the destructive power of a tornado!

"Alas, don't mention it, Isha and her husband's children died in that abominable tornado!" Isa's neighbor shook her head and sighed as she spoke.

Looking at the expressions on Isa's neighbor's faces, Wei Qinghua could imagine the tragedy of that terrible tornado!

"Then why wouldn't she want to tell the truth?"

"Alas, she's a strong woman."

Wei Qinghua can also feel that since he moved to Isa's house to board. He never felt any unhappiness on Isa's face.

After that, Du Wei Qinghua drove around several blocks and inquired about more than a dozen hospitals before finding the hospital where Isa was hospitalized.

Compared with her as usual, Isha is already completely like two people. The whole body has been tormented by illness and skinny.

Seeing Wei Qinghua come to visit her, she seemed very happy and excited! She also asked the nurse who took care of her to help her put on bright red lipstick.

After looking at Wei Qinghua for a long time, Isha asked Wei Qinghua in a weak voice, "Miss What is Qin Jinzi doing?" Why didn't she come? ”

"I'm sorry, Isha, Qin has been busy with work lately, and she can't come for the time being!"

Isha squirmed her lips twice, but did not speak.

"I'm afraid she's going to start vomiting blood again!" The nurse on the side hurriedly brought a towel!

It seems that Isha vomited blood more than once or twice! Wei Qinghua thought to himself!

"Does she vomit blood all the time?"

When the nurse walked out of the ward door with a towel stained red with Isa's blood, Wei Qinghua chased out and asked!

"Probably once or twice a day, but it's been getting more frequent lately!" The nurse replied to Wei Qinghua's words and continued to walk forward!

"How long does he have left?" As soon as the words came out, Wei Qinghua realized that he was asking so bluntly, it seemed that something was wrong!

"At most, it's almost impossible to go more than three months!"

Perhaps because the nurse was already accustomed to seeing the family members of patients like Wei Qinghua and patients who were very sick like Isha, they didn't feel any discomfort with Wei Qinghua's questioning.

"Ahh Wei Qinghua exclaimed behind the nurse.

"Actually, you should be happy for her, this old lady can be said to have performed the greatest miracle compared to other patients with the same disease. At least, in my nine years in the industry, she's the most amazing! ”

After speaking, the British female nurse gave Wei Qinghua's handsome oriental face a sweet smile. After that, he turned around and continued walking.

"Is her medical bill enough?" Wei Qinghua stood in place and shouted in English at the top of his voice.

“much enough！”

With that, the female nurse continued to disappear around the corner of the stairs with the blood-stained towel.

"Where did you just go? Wei! ”

After Wei Qinghua returned to the ward, Isha asked such a sentence, and her voice was still weak.

"Well, I just went to the bathroom!" Wei Qinghua replied casually.

"There's a bathroom in the ward!" Isha pointed to a small door on the side of the wall of the ward, which did have a washroom logo on it.

"I'm sorry I didn't pay attention just now!" Wei Qinghua smiled awkwardly.

"Wei, can I ask you something?" Maybe it's because you've been talking for too long or too long. As soon as Isha finished saying this, she began to gasp for air.

"You can rest for a while, I'll be here with you for a long time today!" Wei Qinghua put his right index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture.

Isha fell silent and closed her eyes. Wei Qinghua pulled out a stool and sat down beside Isa's bedside.

He suddenly felt that what he had just said was like coaxing a child, and the moment when the weak Isha obediently closed her eyes and closed her eyes, she was actually very much like an obedient child.

After about half an hour, Isha opened her eyes. It was clear that she was in a much better mental state than before.

"Wei, why haven't you left yet?" Seeing that Wei Qinghua was still sitting on the edge of her hospital bed, Isha asked with some confusion.

"Isha, didn't you say there was something you needed to ask me for? You can say it now! ”

How did her memory become so bad? Wei Qinghua's heart was shocked.

"When will you be able to bring Miss Qin over? I want to talk to her! ”

"Okay, no problem, I'll definitely bring her over as soon as possible." Wei Qinghua replied in extremely fluent English.

"Then you go back quickly, it's already dusk outside, I'm going to rest!" As she spoke, Isha closed her eyes.

"Okay, then I'll go back!" After saying that, Wei Qinghua left Isha's hospital room.

Oh my God, it's only one o'clock in the afternoon, why does she think it's dusk? Wei Qinghua was very puzzled.

Before coming here, Wei Qinghua never thought that Isa's illness would reach such a serious level.

When talking to Qin Yue about Isha's illness, Wei Qinghua was full of sighs.

"What a good person, why should he go through the pain of losing a son and daughter when he is young, and then suffer from illness in old age?" Wei Qinghua sighed.

"Perhaps, this is the fate of the legend!" Qin Yue whispered.

Qin Yue's voice was a little hoarse, and Wei Qinghua knew that she must have cried silently. But she didn't want to show this cry in front of Wei Qinghua.

Wei Qinghua did not expose it because of this! Now he has deeply understood that in fact, people have to learn compassion many times, and knowing how to protect the self-esteem of others is one of the types of compassion.

When the proprietress of Sichuan was serving food to other neighbors, she overheard that Qin Yue and Wei Qinghua were communicating, and it was not a happy thing, so she stood far away with interest. There is no suspicion of hearing secrets.

"You can take me to see Isha tomorrow!" Qin Yue put twenty-five pounds on the dining table and motioned for Wei Qinghua to pay the bill.

"Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? I've heard you say you've been very tight lately. Wei Qinghua said before getting up and walking to the restaurant bar to check out.

"Yes, then I'll take a temporary leave!"

"So how?"

When Qin Yue was asked like this, Wei Qinghua had already gone to the bar and walked back to the table after checking out.

"There's nothing that can't be done, it's just a big deal to deduct more wages!"

"Are you worried that Isha won't be able to wait?"

"Yes, I don't want her to have too many regrets, not to mention that she has explained to you personally." Qin Yue whispered.

"Alright then, I'll be fine all day tomorrow."

In fact, Wei Qinghua said that there is no problem that is fake, but now he can take the work to his residence.

Now he has to take care of his studies on the one hand, and on the other hand, he has to juggle his studies with little class time. Therefore, he also moved out of Isha's house shortly after Qin Yue moved away.

As they spoke, the two walked towards the door of the restaurant.

At this time, Qin Yue suddenly walked back as if she remembered something.

"Anything else?" Just as Wei Qinghua blurted out these words, Qin Yue was also asking the proprietress standing behind the bar at the same time who was counting the pounds: "Boss, where is your home in Sichuan?" ”

"Little sister, my family is from Guangyuan, Sichuan, see if you are an ethnic minority close to Yunnan?" Hearing Qin Yue ask herself questions in the Sichuan dialect, the restaurant proprietress also communicated with herself in the Sichuan dialect.

However, in the face of the boss's questioning communication style, Qin Yue smiled and did not answer her question.

Before leaving the door, Qin Yue glanced at the name of this small Chinese restaurant. From this, she remembered that the name of the restaurant was "Bashi Sichuan Restaurant". ”

In fact, the word Ba Shi itself comes from the Sichuan dialect, if Qin Yue could notice the signboard of this store before entering the door, she would have known that the owner of the store must be from Sichuan.

Similarly, after Wei Qinghua went out, he also turned around and stopped to glance at the shop sign written horizontally.

At this moment, Wei Qinghua finally remembered such a fat and honest calligraphy font, which was very similar to the style of the Qing Dynasty calligrapher Yi Bingshou.

Wei Qinghua remembered that Yi Bingshou, a calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty, was one of his father's favorite calligraphers.

"I didn't expect you to spread your Sichuan dialect to the UK!" Before starting the car engine, Wei Qinghua said with a smile at Qin Yue.