"Grandpa Wang, what's wrong with my mother?"

I don't know how long it took, Wen Nian was a little faint conscious again, and he heard a childish voice, "You save my mother, I'll kneel down with you." ”

"Grandpa Wang, please, save my mother."

The sound of kneeling down three times, and the choked pleading voice, "Grandpa, help...... Mom. ”

"Whose child is really filial."

Hearing such a request, Wen Nian instinctively popped up this thought in his consciousness.

Then another question came to mind: "Am I really not dead yet?" Rescued again? ”

Lung cancer is in an advanced stage, didn't you say that there was no cure a long time ago?

It seems that the doctors are really too conscientious......

"Hey, this guy is really ruthless."

Without waiting for Wen Nian to think about it any more, he heard an old voice coming, "Hurry up, child, Grandpa Wang will try his best to save your mother." ”

Before losing consciousness again, she faintly heard the old man's voice drifting in her ears.

The voice grew farther and farther away, and the consciousness became more and more silent.

……

"Jiasheng, you can boil medicine, right?"

A rough voice, strange and a little familiar.

"Yes, Uncle Mangzi."

The immature voice replied like a little adult, "Thank you and Aunt Mangzi for helping us!" ”

"Thank you for helping to carry my mother to the doctor and get medicine, and when my mother wakes up, I will let my mother take the money and pay you back."

"It's okay, it's okay, hurry up and boil the medicine for your mother to drink."

The rough voice hurriedly said, "Your mother will be fine." ”

Wen Nian was awakened by the sharp pain coming from his body.

In a daze, I only felt that my whole body hurt everywhere, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

It's like...... It was as if she was in a state of complete breathlessness before she died.

It's just the faint sound of conversation in her ears, which makes her strange and familiar.

"Sister, mother, don't open your eyes."

Wen Nian, who was suffocating in pain, suddenly heard the sound of milk in his ears, and his speech was not very clear.

The voice sounded in my ears, very close and very soft, like a person who was afraid of making noise.

But she instinctively thought, "Which child?" It's so cute to listen to, so pitiful. ”

"Isn't it true that I'm not dead yet, and I've been pushed back to the ward again?"

She tried to open her eyes to see what was going on, but she couldn't do it anyway.

"No, even if you are pushed back into the ward, you should be in the intensive care unit."

Although her eyes could not be opened, it did not affect her thoughts in the slightest.

"Mommy will be fine."

The same immature voice sounded, obviously 'sister's', immature and well-behaved, "It will definitely get better." ”

"Uncle is bad, I want to ...... Hit him. ”

The milky voice carried childish anger, and the words that were not clear were even more unclear, "He, hit my mother, I ...... Hate him. ”

"Also, grandpa, grandma, aunt, aunt, all hate it."

"They are no longer our grandparents, uncles and aunts."

When my sister talked about these people, she was also very emotional, "My brother said that I want to cut off relations with them, and we won't go to their house in the future." ”

Listening to the childish words of the sister and brother, Wen Nian wanted to laugh inexplicably, but also felt distressed inexplicably.

But in the end, because his body was too weak, he fell into a coma again.

I don't know how long it took......

"Mom, Mom, are you okay?"

A small hand gently pushed her, and her tone was full of worry: "Can you wake up and drink medicine?" ”

"Mom, is it okay to drink the medicine and then go to sleep?"

Wen Nian: "...... Mom?" What is this kid doing when he shouts at his mother to push me?

No, I'm really not dead?

It's so real.

It's not right, I've never had children, and I didn't even have a righteous son, where can the child call his mother?