Xia Qing wanted to save Aunt Jiang very much.

Uncle Mo said that Aunt Jiang was hopeless, but she didn't believe it.

So...... Over the years, no matter how busy and tired she is, she insists on reading medical books and checking information every day.

When her throat was broken, she didn't break it.

But there are some things that you can't do if you want to.

No matter how perfect life is, there will be shortcomings.

Aunt Jiang is smiling at her these days, facing Master, and even working hard to make soup for her, knit clothes, and pretend to be nothing, but I don't know how many times, she is so painful that she is cold sweating, and her clothes are all soaked, but she still greets them with a smile when she turns her face.

It is precisely because she knows that her time is running out that she wants to leave as much happiness and good memories as possible to them.

Master probably also realized this, he hated himself very much, why didn't he find out about her changes earlier, so that he would have pushed all the work at hand and spent more time with her!

Si Muqing hugged Xia Qing tightly in his arms, he wanted her to turn her back to Deng Yuan, so that in his chest, she could cry uncontrollably.

But Xia Qing refused, and while enduring it, she stared at the light in the operating room.

Si Muqing was distressed, and could only use his warm and generous palm to smooth her back over and over again.

But this only eases her emotions, but it does not solve it.

The lights in the operating room went out, and Deng Yuan and Xia Qing stood up almost at the same time!

Inkwell slowly walked out of it wearing a surgical gown and a mask, and the expression on his face could not be seen.

But Deng Yuan, Xia Qing's eyes were full of expectation.

Ink Pool took off his mask, and his demonic face was heavy, "Accompany her more in the past two days." ”

Deng Yuan's hand stretched out and hung down weakly.

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The white ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant potion, but because there was a bunch of yellow sunflowers on the bedside table, it was a little more angry.

Jiang Liutong stared out the window with gentle eyes, although there was no blood on his face, the corners of his mouth still pulled up a weak smile.

She is like an autumn daisy, quiet and elegant, always a smiling face.

Deng Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, kept looking at her, didn't dare to leave for half a minute, and rubbed the back of her hand with his face from time to time.

I'm afraid that if she is not careful, she will turn into a wisp of smoke.

Xia Qing and Si Muqing went out to buy food for Aunt Jiang.

Uncle Mo said that Aunt Jiang can eat anything now, and Aunt Jiang is rarely willful, saying that she wants to eat the soda bun she ate in the alley when she was a child (a special snack in Sakura City, the skin of the bun is charred on the outside and tender on the inside), and she provided that place, that master.

However, according to her recollections, the master when she was a child was thirty or forty years old, but I am afraid that she is also sixty or seventy years old now.

But Xia Qing doesn't care, she must find it for Aunt Jiang.

Hearing that the master had moved, and the neighbors didn't know where he had gone, Xia Qing was so anxious that she cried, "What should I do?" What to do? ”

Si Muqing squeezed her hand tightly, "Don't worry, even if it's the end of the world, I will find it for you." ”

He took her to the police station and asked the person in charge of the household registration to check little by little, and finally found out the person's current address.

When they found the master, the old man was shaking a fan in front of his house to cool off, and he was shocked to see two handsome men and beauties coming out of the painting to look for him.

When I heard them explain their intentions, I was even more surprised, "I haven't done it for ten years, and the craft is born." ”