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After Mi Jia called Aunt Qin last night, Aunt Qin came over early in the morning before seven o'clock, and Mi Jia and Cheng Yue had not yet gone out.
Roughly told Aunt Qin about Wu Wenlan's situation, Aunt Qin was a little surprised after hearing it, and after being surprised, she felt a little sorry for Wu Wenlan, recalled the way she got along before, and said in a low voice with some self-reproach, "Recently, I have seen that Sister Lan's face is a little bad, but only if she hasn't rested well recently, and she hasn't thought so much, if I had reminded her to go to the doctor or tell you about this matter earlier, maybe the situation would not be as bad as it is now." β
Wu Wenqing on the side sighed lightly and shook his head and said, "How can I blame you for this, no one thought it would be like this." "Everyone thought that my sister would be fine after that operation, but they didn't expect that after less than a year, it would relapse again, and it was so sudden that people didn't have any preparation at all.
"Hey." Aunt Qin sighed lightly, looked up at Mi Jia and Cheng Yue, knowing how uncomfortable they should be in their hearts now, comforted them and said, "Don't be too anxious, now that the medical certificate is developed, there is no disease that cannot be cured, besides, Sister Lan is usually so good, good people have good rewards, there will be no problems, don't worry too much." β
Mi Jia nodded, although the situation is not too optimistic, but people always have to think on the optimistic side, don't let love xΓΉ sway you.
Raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "Aunt Qin, the little guy will be handed over to you, and we still have to go to the hospital." β
Aunt Qin nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, okay, you guys go, Hanghang will be handed over to me, don't worry, I will take the child well, if you need help or something, you can call me." β
Hearing her say this, Mi Jia was also relieved, in this situation, she was most at ease with the little guy, but now that Aunt Qin was taking care of her, she had nothing to worry about.
Because she wanted to bring breakfast to Wu Wenlan, she was worried that she would be in a hurry in the hospital, so Mi Jia explained a few words to Aunt Qin and went directly to the hospital with Cheng Yue and Wu Wenqing.
When she arrived at the hospital, Wu Wenlan had already woken up, and when several people pushed the door in, she was standing alone on the edge of the windowsill staring out the window, and she didn't know what she was looking at or thinking.
Wu Wenqing raised his hand and knocked on the door of the ward, and when he heard the voice, Wu Wenlan turned his head to look at them.
Seeing them, there was no big surprise, but there was some helplessness to disagree, and said, "Early in the morning, why did they all come over." As he spoke, he turned and walked over the windowsill toward the couch.
Mi Jia carried the thermos pot and went in with Wu Wenqing, while Cheng Yue came in behind and closed the door with him.
The caretaker who had been invited seemed to hear movement outside, and came out of the bathroom, his hands stained with water and foam, as if he was washing something, and when he saw that it was Mijia and them, he nodded at them, and then went back to the bathroom and continued to wash her unfinished things.
"You're alone in the hospital, how can we rest assured." Wu Wenqing sat down beside her as he spoke, reached out and pulled her hand over and touched it, and reached forward with his other hand to probe the temperature of her forehead, and asked, "How is it, does your body feel okay?" Is there anything you feel uncomfortable with? β
Wu Wenlan pulled her hand down and said, "I'm fine, don't be so nervous." β
"Are you really okay?" Wu Wenqing seemed to be a little unconvinced.
"Really!" Wu Wenlan's expression didn't look like she was lying, and she asked Wu Wenqing with a serious face, "Do you look like I'm lying?!" β
Wu Wenqing didn't say anything more, but he still nodded and told her, "If you feel unwell, you must notify us as soon as possible." β
Not wanting them to worry, Wu Wenlan chuckled and pretended to be relaxed and said, "What are you doing to inform you, you are not a doctor, and if you want to be notified, you will also notify other doctors to go." β
Mi Jia on the side took the thermos pot in her hand and put it on the low table in front of the sofa, changed their topic and said, "Don't talk about this, Mom should be hungry when she gets up so early in the morning, let's drink a bowl of porridge first." While talking, he opened the thermos pot on the low table, took the bowl and spoon on the low table, and poured out the porridge in the thermos pot.
Wu Wenqing also said, "Yes, yes, don't talk about this, sister, you must taste this porridge today and eat more, this is Mi Jia got up before five o'clock in the morning to boil it for you." As he spoke, he took the bowl handed over by Mi Jia and brought it to Wu Wenlan, and continued, "I just tasted it, it tastes very good, you can eat more." β
Hearing this, Wu Wenlan looked at Mi Jia, maybe she was a little reluctant in her heart, stared at Mi Jia's eyes and said, "Mi Jia, thank you." In fact, even if she dies now, she has no regrets, there is a son and daughter-in-law who loves her so much, especially after she hurt them so much, and now she has something, but they have never abandoned her, and they have done so much to take care of her, she has these things, and she has nothing to be satisfied with.
Mi Jia smiled at her, shook her head and said, "Mom, what are you talking about, we are a family, where is the use of thank you." β
Wu Wenlan also smiled, reached out and took the porridge in Wu Wenqing's hand, scooped it lightly with a spoon and put it in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and nodded incessantly and said, "Okay, delicious." Eating like this, tears suddenly couldn't help but pour out of my eyes.
Cheng Yue, who was watching from the side, didn't speak, turned around and walked out of the ward.
Wu Wenqing, who was sitting next to Wu Wenlan, also wanted to cry, so he reached out and grabbed a tissue and handed it to Wu Wenlan, but he didn't forget to take one for himself.
Seeing that they were all crying, Mi Jia was a little unable to hold back her tears, raised her head and forced her tears back, and then tried to adjust her feelings, looked at them and said, "Mom, if you like to eat, I will make it for you in the future." Although she doesn't know much, she works hard to learn.
Wu Wenlan nodded, wiped her tears with herself, adjusted her emotions and said, "Okay, okay, I love to eat whatever you do." β
Wu Wenqing also wiped away the tears on his face, and said in a timely manner, "Okay, don't patronize it, eat porridge quickly, it won't be good when the porridge is cold later." β
Wu Wenlan nodded, lowered her head and took a big sip of the bowl, and it didn't take long for a bowl of lean porridge to be drunk like this.