Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 187 Remembrance Day

After hanging up on Qu Mingcong's phone call, Mrs. Ding stayed up all night.

Early the next morning, Ding Zhaolin came to see her after breakfast and noticed that she looked unwell, so he asked the servant to bring the breakfast upstairs so that Mrs. Ding would not have to go downstairs again.

Over the years, because of her poor health, she wakes up frequently at night, sometimes needs medicine, and sometimes needs to go to the toilet. In order to avoid affecting Ding Zhaolin's sleep, the couple has been sleeping in separate rooms, but their relationship is still good, and it has not been affected by this. .

"Let's go to sleep after eating. Not sleeping is too harmful to the body. If you really can't sleep, take some medicine. Do you have sleeping pills at home?" Ding Zhaolin asked, looking at the nurse who was with Mrs. Ding.

"Yes." The nurse quickly dug out a box of medicine from the medicine box, "The doctor prescribed some for my wife last month, and I haven't finished it yet."

Ding Zhaolin nodded, "Let's postpone the lunch time by two hours, let the wife sleep for a while."

"Okay, I'll tell Sister Qiu later."

Mrs. Ding leaned on the bed and did not make a sound. Hearing them say "Madam" to the left and "Madam" to the right, her brain was a little buzzing and confused. She had been called this way all these years, and she was about to forget her own name.

But there is no way, Ding Zhaolin is used to the old style of the family, she married into this family, so she can only adapt along with her.

"Can you come back early today?" Mrs. Ding asked.

Ding Zhaolin thought for a while, "There is nothing important today."

Then he smiled and said, "There is a meeting in the museum in the morning to talk about the planning of the next exhibition. I will come back around three o'clock after work. What, do you have arrangements?"

"I want to celebrate..." Mrs. Ding smiled slightly, "Today is the anniversary."

"Really," Ding Zhaolin recalled for a moment, "it shouldn't be the wedding anniversary... what day is it?"

"I'll tell you when you come back." Mrs. Ding stretched out her slender and soft hands, and gently tidied his neckline, "Buy me a bouquet of flowers when you come back. The garden at home has not been taken care of for a long time. I can't even look at flowers."

"Okay," Ding Zhaolin smiled, "I know what flowers you like, don't worry, you will be satisfied."

The two chatted for a while, and Ding Zhaolin watched Mrs. Ding finish her breakfast before going out to the museum.

After he left, the nurse smiled and said, "Mr. Ding is very careful with his wife."

The corners of Mrs. Ding's mouth curled up, and she smiled lightly.

Indeed, except for his age, Ding Zhaolin treated her so well that he couldn't find any faults.

"Help me call sister Qiu up." She said to the nurse.

The nurse was picking up the leftover breakfast, she was slightly taken aback, "Ma'am, don't you take a rest?"

"No, sleeping for too long makes one uncomfortable and drowsy." Mrs. Ding's tone was light, "Today is a special day, I want to celebrate it, and I just asked Sister Qiu to buy some food..."

"Then I'll prepare you to wash up first, and then ask sister Qiu to come up." The nurse replied, turned and left the room, and after a while, there was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom next door.

Mrs. Ding felt that she was not so delicate, and slowly stood up while leaning on the edge of the bed. The sunlight outside the window shone on her pale skin, and she could clearly see the slightly bulging dark blood vessels, which reminded her of a vampire who suddenly walked into the sunlight. .

She was emaciated, but she was able to live in peace until now. Her daughter was so energetic, but her life came to an abrupt end.

This world is so unfair...

She leaned on the wall and slowly walked out of the room. The nurse came to meet her with hot water, she was slightly stunned, and hurriedly put the hot water back, and then helped Mrs. Ding in to wash.

The remodeled old-fashioned bungalow has cramped corridors. She walked into the bathroom along the corridor. After washing, she walked back to her bedroom along the corridor, sweating a little on her back.

"How about I push the wheelchair over for you?" the nurse asked.

Mrs. Ding nodded slightly.

The nurse pushed the electric wheelchair to the bed, and after a while, sister Qiu also came upstairs. Mrs. Ding asked sister Qiu to prepare the ingredients and explained everything carefully.

Sister Qiu was troubled: "I don't have fresh sea bass at home, so I have to go to the market to buy it."

The nurse said: "But the driver took Mr. Ding to the museum. When the driver comes back, he will take you to the market. Will it be too late to buy fish?"

Mrs. Ding thought for a while, then looked at the nurse, "There is still a car in the garage, otherwise, why don't you drive Sister Qiu to the market? Just in time to buy some winter bamboo shoots."

Sister Qiu was worried: "What if you are the only one left at home?"

Mrs. Ding said with a smile: "It takes up to two hours to drive to the market. What can I do? Go to the study to read a book and take a nap. Maybe you will come back before I wake up."

She got on the electric wheelchair and went to the study. When she saw the cat grass planted last time, she pointed to the flower pot and said, "Why are there no sprouts? Shouldn't it be put in a place where it can bask in the sun?"

Sister Qiu looked around and moved the flower pot to the windowsill.

Mrs. Ding casually picked a book from the bookshelf, glanced at the flowerpot on the windowsill from the corner of her eye, and remained silent.

The long-haired cat who woke up slowly came over and rubbed against her calf.

The nurse put a woolen shawl lightly on Mrs. Ding's body, and said with a smile, "Fat Ding, we are going out to buy groceries. You should stay with Mrs. Ding at home."

The cat glanced at her lazily, and lay down at Mrs. Ding's feet.

"Madam, let's go." Sister Qiu said.

"En." Mrs. Ding didn't look up, she looked down at the book in her hand, as if she was already immersed in the world in the book.

After a while, she heard footsteps going away.

After waiting for a few minutes, the sound of the car engine starting came.

Mrs. Ding stood up slowly with the help of her wheelchair, walked to the window step by step, and saw the car driving out of the villa, getting farther and farther away, and then looked away—— her eyes fell on the flower pot in front of her.

The stone container is heavy and filled with soil. There are faint green spots between the soil particles, which seem to be sprouting seedlings.

She turned her head, looked at the cat climbing frame in the corner, walked over, squatted down, and removed the hemp rope from the cat climbing frame.

The hemp rope is very strong and very long. She tied one end of the rope to the flowerpot, and the other end to the wheel of the electric wheelchair. Then, she opened half of the window.

The cold air rushed towards her face, causing her to squint her eyes, her dull hair fluttered by her temples, her lips were tightly pressed, she stretched out a pair of thin hands again, and pushed the flowerpot down with force!

Bang!
A muffled sound.

Because the rope is long enough, the wheelchair does not move at all.

Mrs. Ding leaned on the window sill and looked down. The withered grass below was made a deep round depression by the flowerpot.

She tightened the rope, made a mark on the hemp rope with a water pen, then turned around and sat back on the wheelchair, pressed the forward button, and used the power of the electric wheelchair to pull up the falling flower pot bit by bit...

The flower pot returned to its original position, and the hemp rope was wrapped back on the cat climbing frame. Only the window was left open and half opened.

After finishing these things, she sat in the wheelchair and exhaled, feeling very tired.

My heart is extremely relaxed.

(End of this chapter)