The nurse had given my mother several fever-reducing injections, but she still had a high fever.

Looking at the frozen "41" on the thermometer, my heart tightened as if it was being caught.

I wish time stood still because Mom never woke up. In the blink of an eye, three hours passed, and it was business as usual.

The doctor checked the ward every twenty minutes, becoming more and more frequent and his expression more serious.

All the phenomena send a signal, this time, the mother is more auspicious!

"Mom, the doctor came to see you, he said that you are very strong, said that your condition has improved, I know that you are lucky, I, I ......"

This minute, this second, my trembling lips could no longer speak.

"Mom, you're so happy to hear the good news, and I'm very happy. No matter how happy we are, we can't cry, the wound in your eye hasn't healed yet. ”

Seeing the tears in the corners of my mother's eyes, I was anxious and distressed, and hurriedly reached out to wipe them. However, my hand was out of reach several times, and it shook so badly.

There was a low cry behind them, it was the nurses, they were crying. Unexpectedly, touching the scene really exists.

Zhang Yang came to my side, holding a water glass in his hand. Seeing that I was in a trance, he had to feed me water.

As soon as I took two sips, I was so excited by the pain that I pushed the cup away. It was in this gap that I saw blood floating on the water.

"Wenwen, if you stay up like this, you will collapse, you still have our father, you can't ......"

At this point, Zhang Yang burst into tears, saying that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

"Zhang Yang, chat with me, I can't sleep."

I said blankly, my eyes empty.

Zhang Yang nodded, took a chair and sat opposite me. He's a good man, I'm by my mother's bedside, he's by my side.

Rubbing his cheeks vigorously a few times, he cleared up his tired brain, thought for a moment, and slowly spoke.

"If you don't say anything else, let's talk about my mother's history of struggle."

"Okay, I'm listening."

Zhang Yang wiped his eyes and smiled reluctantly.

"During the 10 years from my childhood to my teenage years, I always thought that my mother had forgotten about my daughter. She is always in a hurry to go to work, and after work, she hurriedly picks up a few mouthfuls of food and goes to work overtime. Why don't I love noodles? Because when I was a child, I ate enough instant noodles. ”

As he was talking, the monitor went off, and it was time to measure my mother's blood pressure.

When I took the notebook, I saw my mother crying, and I thought about it for a while, and regretted it.

Mom, you must have heard me complain.

"Mom, I shouldn't blame you, I know that you are serious about everything you do."

What I'm saying is the truth, and my dad is full of praise for himself.

Help my mother wipe away her tears, and I continued to tell Zhang Yang about my mother.

My mother didn't have me until she was thirty years old, and she treated me like life.

She dotes on me but doesn't spoil me, she and my dad are busy with work and often work overtime on weekends, so I can only take care of myself.

I learned to cook when I was eight years old, and because I couldn't master the heat, the cooked food was either charred or raw.

I remember one time, my mother rarely came home early, and when I was cooking by myself, she would sit and watch me cook? How's it going?

When I brought her the prepared meal to taste, she picked up the bowl and said, "My daughter is awesome, the cooking is delicious." ”

At the time, I didn't understand why my mother didn't overboard her meal, but now that I think about it, she must be wiping her tears. The daughter eats raw burnt rice all day long, and of course she is sad as a mother.

When I was eleven years old, my four-year-old cousin came to our house, and I had to cook and take care of my cousin. Because of these things, my mother always felt indebted to me.

Talking to Zhang Yang here, I turned my head to look at my mother and said something that had been held in my heart for a long time.