Hello, Mr. Mo

Chapter 82 Walking Aids

Liang Ping pretended not to hear and did not answer.

She came to understand, no matter what kind of woman it is, as long as Mo Zhicheng likes it.

If she said anything more, it would break up her son's marriage this time.

Alas, she is old and should not care about young people's affairs.

Now she understands, but also regrets it.

To be honest, compared to Yang Yujuan and Li Huabing, Li Huabing and Yang Yujuan are many grades behind.

I really didn't expect that Li Huabing's quality would be so poor.

But there is no medicine for regret in this world, and Liang Ping has no choice.

The days went on day by day like this, if when Yang Yujuan was on the night shift, Mo Zhicheng would transfer classes with his colleagues, feel free to pick up Mo Li.

If there is no other way, let Song Liang and the others pick it up.

And if Mo Zhicheng couldn't cook at noon, Deng Xiaoying would let Mo Yu go to her house for dinner.

Sometimes Jiupo sees Mo Yu and asks her to eat at her house, which moves Mo Zhicheng.

Only in adversity can one see the truth, and many neighbors helped Mo Zhicheng.

Even Chen Shangdong and Lin Shanfeng, when they saw Mo Zhicheng, would ask with concern how Liang Ping was doing now.

Therefore, Mo Zhicheng felt that the Xiangyang apartment was much warmer all of a sudden.

A few days later, Liang Ping's condition improved and she could move her hands and feet.

When Mo Zhicheng wanted his mother to walk, he found that his mother was about to fall when she walked.

Mo Zhicheng was surprised. After asking the doctor, he found out that Liang Ping's second stroke may have blocked the nerve tube of balance. Now she is like a child, unable to walk.

If Liang Ping wants to walk, she has to learn to walk again like a child.

This made Mo Zhicheng worried, because an old man like Liang Ping might fall down if he was learning to walk like a child.

Once an old man falls, he may never get up again.

"Doctor, is there another good way?" Mo Zhicheng asked.

"No, I can only learn to walk again. I suggest you watch her and help her walk, and you should get used to it slowly. But this is a very optimistic approach. Generally speaking, such an old man loses his balance , It is very difficult to learn it again." The doctor told Mo Zhicheng his previous experience.

Because the elderly are inconvenient to walk and have lost their balance, they are afraid of falling, so they generally do not learn to walk.

Many of them are sitting in wheelchairs, and gradually become dependent on wheelchairs, and don't want to walk anymore.

After a long time, it is impossible to walk at all.

Hearing the doctor's analysis, Mo Zhicheng felt even more nervous.

Liang Ping, who was next to her, became even more nervous when she heard this: "Ah, doctor, will I not be able to walk in the future?"

Only then did the doctor remember that Liang Ping was by his side, and he hurriedly said, "Didn't I just say that? As long as you work hard, you can still walk. You have to work hard."

"I, I will work hard." Liang Ping bit her lip lightly.

Then Liang Ping said to Mo Zhicheng, "You help me walk."

"Auntie, I suggest you buy crutches and other things, so that you can walk safely." The doctor persuaded.

Mo Zhicheng saw this, and asked his mother to sit on the hospital bed first, and he went to the shop outside the People's Hospital to buy crutches.

When Mo Zhicheng usually buys things, he always picks the cheap ones.

But this time to buy crutches, the most expensive one costs more than 100 yuan.

Back in the Fourth Department of Internal Medicine, when Mo Zhicheng gave Liang Ping the crutches to use, when she stood up and was about to walk with the crutches, her body tilted and she was about to fall to the side.

Mo Zhicheng hurriedly supported Liang Ping, and asked worriedly, "Mom, be careful."

"Oh, Zhicheng, the doctor is right. Mom is useless." Liang Ping said dejectedly.

"No, Mom, you will definitely walk in the future." Mo Zhicheng said.

"Mr. Mo, you should buy a walking aid for the elderly. With four legs and two hands to support, you can walk slowly." A family member of a patient next to him reminded Mo Zhicheng.

Mo Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, and asked, "What kind?"

"This kind." The family member handed over his mobile phone for Mo Zhicheng to read.

The patient had some at home, but the family members did not bring them because they came to the hospital this time.

Mo Zhicheng looked at it and knew what it was.

He ran out to the store just now to buy it again. Although the family member said that he could buy it online for tens of dollars, Mo Zhicheng told his mother to use it quickly.

Another more than 100 yuan, stainless steel, after Mo Zhicheng got it back, Liang Ping will use it.

When the nurse passed by, she walked into the ward: "Aunt Liang needs to walk around every day. Don't lie on the bed or sit all the time. If the blood doesn't circulate, it will make the condition worse."

Liang Ping supported the walker, not knowing how to use it.

The family member taught Liang Ping nearby, and Liang Ping understood.

But even if she knew it, she wasn't used to using it.As soon as she stood up, she held onto the handles on both sides tightly, unable to move her feet.

Mo Zhicheng whispered beside him: "Mom, walk slowly, don't be in a hurry. Even if you can't walk now, if you can stand up, your blood can circulate."

"I'll move slowly." Liang Ping said while pushing the walker with her hands, but her feet seemed unable to move.

Liang Ping was in a hurry, and when she leaned over, she was about to fall to the side. Mo Zhicheng hurriedly supported her.

"Zhicheng, maybe I can't do it." Liang Ping said worriedly.

"Mom, I'll support you first, step by step." Mo Zhicheng supported Liang Ping and walked forward step by step.

At this time, Mo Zhicheng suddenly thought that when he was a child, his mother must have taught him to walk.

Now in turn, he taught his mother to walk.

Liang Ping moved awkwardly. It took her almost half an hour to walk a few meters from the hospital bed to the door.

At this moment, Liang Ping was sweating on her forehead, and she said in pain, "Zhicheng, I really can't do it anymore, I'm going to lie down in the future."

"Mom, go back and rest first, don't be discouraged." Mo Zhicheng asked his mother to release the walker, and helped her back to the hospital bed.

Although it was only half an hour, Liang Ping felt very tired.

Mo Zhicheng asked Liang Ping to lie on the bed, ready to go home and make porridge.

Today is Sunday, Mo Yu and Mo Li are both at home.

When Mo Zhicheng was not free, Mo Yu would cook and stir-fry.

Yesterday Mo Yu cooked lean meat porridge by himself, and Mo Zhicheng went back to get it.

"Ring ring ring." Mo Zhicheng's cell phone rang.

Mo Zhicheng saw that it was his mother's cell phone.

Liang Ping's cell phone was kept at home. If it wasn't Mo Yu, it was Mo Li who called.

Mo Zhicheng pressed the answer button, and Mo Li's voice came from the phone: "Dad, my sister and I are going to the hospital to see grandma now, okay?"

"If you want to come over, I'll drive you over later." Mo Zhicheng said.

"No need, my sister said to take me by bicycle, and we will send lean meat porridge to grandma." Molly said proudly.

"This is not acceptable, it's not safe." Mo Zhicheng was worried.

"Dad, it's okay. I'm already my age, can't I use a bicycle to pick up my sister?" Mo Yu's voice came from the phone.

(End of this chapter)