In the bathroom of the ward, Mi Jia glanced at Cheng Yue and whispered, "Wait a minute, you can go out first, I'll talk to my mother." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Yue frowned and looked at her with some disapproval, "She doesn't like you." ”

Mija nodded, and only said, "I know, but she's sick now, and we have to take care of her." "No matter what, she is Cheng Yue's mother, she is like this now, Cheng Yue can't sit idly by, and she is Cheng Yue's wife, now she is like this, even if Wu Wenlan doesn't like her anymore, she can only endure it.

Cheng Yue looked at her, and his expression was not only disapproving, but more worried about her.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I know how to do it." Mija clapped his hand and turned to walk out of the bathroom.

Wu Wenlan on the bed was overly excited, and the whole person was panting and lying on the bed, because the nausea and chest tightness after chemotherapy and radiotherapy made her look very weak, and then looked at Mi Jia and Cheng Yue coming out of the bathroom, some even if it was the atmosphere, and then I really didn't have the strength to scold them again, but said weakly, "Get out, all of them, get out of here." ”

Seeing this, Mi Jia glanced at Cheng Yue and motioned for him to go out, although Cheng Yue was a little uneasy, he still nodded, turned around and walked towards the door of the ward, picked up the pillow that fell on the ground and put it aside, and then walked out of the room.

Seeing Cheng Yue leaving, looking at Mi Jia who had not left in front of her, Wu Wenlan glared at her a little weakly and said, "Why didn't you get out." "It's obviously a very ruthless sentence, but because of physical reasons, it was said without momentum, and he didn't attack xing at all.

Mi Jia didn't speak, but stepped forward and patted the pillow that was picked up by Cheng Yue, walked towards Wu Wenlan, put the pillow in her hand behind her back, let her cushion it, and said, "I'll stay and take care of you." ”

"Fuck off, you don't have to fake your kindness." Wu Wenlan was talking, because she had just had radiotherapy and chemotherapy, she was sick to her stomach and wanted to vomit, so she subconsciously leaned over and walked towards the outside of the bed.

Seeing this, Mi Jia moved the trash can placed in the ward and placed it next to Wu Wenlan's bed.

Wu Wenlan vomited at the trash can for a long time, I don't know if it was because she didn't eat anything, she only vomited some water after vomiting for a long time, and there was no real food and things.

Seeing that she had finished throwing up, Mija stepped forward and helped her to lie down again.

Although Wu Wenlan wanted to resist, because she had no strength at all, she could only let Mi Jia help herself.

Mijia adjusted the position of the pillow for her, and then went back to the bed to adjust the position of the bed directly so that she could lie more comfortably.

Wu Wenlan eased her breath, but her chest was still very panicked, she reached out and grabbed her chest tightly, and her whole head was a little dizzy, just like after the previous few times of radiotherapy and chemotherapy, she didn't want to say a word that was uncomfortable.

Mi Jia picked up the plastic cup that fell on the ground again, then took it to the bathroom to rinse it quickly, and then poured out the chicken soup in the thermos pot for her again, and brought it to her again, while saying, "Drink some, Aunt Yun said that you will be more comfortable to drink some chicken soup after chemotherapy." ”

Hearing this, Wu Wenlan looked up at her, glared at her and asked, "You live at home?!" ”

Mija nodded and whispered, "Hmm." ”

"What qualifications do you have to live in my house!" Wu Wenlan wanted to shout at her angrily, but she had no strength at all, even if she tried her best, she still felt soft and had no strength.

"Mom, Cheng Yue has always been your son, and those words last time were just momentary angry words, don't take it to heart." I didn't want her to be so excited, Mi Jia persuaded her.

"Hmph, angry talk." Wu Wenlan glanced at her disdainfully, pulled the corners of her mouth coldly, and said, "You don't treat me as an elder at all, I have already knelt down and begged him, as a mother, what else do I have to do!" But what did you say to him, I can't afford a son and daughter-in-law like you, don't want it. As he spoke, he turned away angrily and did not look at her.

Mi Jia sighed lightly, looked at her and said, "Mom, no matter what happened before, we will treat those things as if they were in the past, don't worry about it, the most important thing now is your physical condition, we still have to find a way to cooperate with the hospital's treatment, and it is true that we can take care of our body." ”

"I don't need you to come to the cat to cry and fake mercy." Wu Wenlan couldn't listen to Mi Jia's persuasion at all, and then turned her head to look at Mi Jia and said almost through gritted teeth. "If you want to talk about my illness, I think it's just because you are angry, if you didn't resolutely disagree with Jiang Yawen to make peace, would I have gotten to this point today?! After all, if you had cared for me a little bit, I wouldn't be like this! ”

Looking at her paranoid thoughts, Mi Jia really didn't know how to explain to her at all, or laughed at this time it was best for her not to say anything, because it was easy to say too many mistakes, and keeping silent was the most correct thing to do.

Seeing that she didn't finish speaking, Wu Wenlan only thought that she was acquiescing to her statement, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she just glanced at Mi Jia in disgust, and said, "You give me out, I feel disgusted when I look at you now!" As he spoke, he turned his head away and never looked at her again.

Where can Mi Jia go, she can't be taken care of by no one now.

Mi Jia put the cup containing the chicken soup in her hand on the cabinet next to her bed, and Mi Jia said, "If you don't like me to feed you, then I will put the chicken soup on the cabinet now, and if you feel uncomfortable, you can bring it and drink it yourself." ”

Hearing this, Wu Wenlan waved her hand directly, and then all the soup in the cup fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, the cup was not touched or broken at all, and Wu Wenlan was heard to say, "I don't need you to pity me, you get out of here, I don't want to see you again." ”

Mi Jia picked up the cup on the ground again in a low voice, took the cup and walked to the bathroom again, washed it and then picked up the thermos pot and poured wine into the cup, and said slowly, "It's okay, I'll pick it up a few times if you fall a few times, it's plastic anyway, and I'm not afraid of breaking it." While talking, he slightly controlled the action of pouring the chicken soup, just in case she waited for Wu Wenlan to lose it again, and there was still chicken soup for her later.

"You!" Wu Wenlan glared at her, looking at her and getting angry, but she couldn't say a word of anger.

Mi Jia put the chicken soup back on the cabinet and said, "Let's drink some of it, even if you hate me and don't like me, if you don't eat something, where does you get the strength, you have to drink it to have the strength to scold me." ”