Love in Hancheng

Chapter 58 It turns out that fate does not allow me to love you for so long (3)
After my mother finished speaking, I closed the door, and I stayed in the silent ward, telling myself that I must face Han Dongcheng with a smile tomorrow.

Ji Mingchuan bought the food and came soon. All of them were light and delicious meals. I probably have been hungry for too long, and I also subconsciously couldn’t starve my child, and my appetite was better than I imagined.

I ate a lot, and soon became sleepy after eating. The laziness made me feel like a pregnant woman. I thought about Han Dongcheng's handsome and calming face, and the child who didn't have any form, and slowly entered Dreamland.

I fell asleep this time and felt that the sky was dark and dark. When I opened my eyes, it was already dusk outside. From sleeping in the morning to now, every nerve has been relaxed. Only my heart was seized by the consciousness after waking up. I got up quickly , I only felt a soreness in my neck, and I rubbed it quickly before getting up.

Ji Mingchuan should have gone back, right?My mother should not have gone far. I thought so and pushed open the door of the ward, and walked out. The lights outside were bright, and the light in the aisle could be seen. I walked silently, looking at the body exposed at the corner. The shape seems to be Ji Mingchuan's back.

"Mingchuan, Auntie, please help Nuannuan no matter what. She can't marry Han Dongcheng who has nothing."

I almost suspect that something is wrong with my ears. If my mother's voice is not so familiar, I can't believe that the mother who was so attentive in the morning and asked me to take care of my child with Han Dongcheng is now preventing me from marrying Han Dongcheng. There is nothing in the East Side.

A burst of anger burst out of my heart, and I thought about walking over to ask my mother how she could act like this, dislike the poor and love the rich, then Ji Mingchuan said in a hesitant voice: "I'm afraid Even Nuan Nuan herself would not agree, what's more, Han Dongcheng doesn't really have nothing, after tonight, maybe everything will be better."

When Ji Mingchuan said this, he obviously hesitated, and his mother's voice became more and more calm and ruthless.

"You also said, maybe, even if Dongcheng comes back again, his father will not accept Nuannuan, not to mention Nuannuan's body, no one will accept such a daughter-in-law, I don't ask you for anything else, I just want you to help Her, try to help her, Auntie has no way to face that kind of pain again, I'm afraid I won't be able to guard her all the time, I'm afraid~"

My mother cried as she spoke, her voice sounded like a poor child's aggrieved, the original anger was slowly surprised by what she said until her body froze and she couldn't move forward.

What is my body, unacceptable?
What's wrong with my body? I couldn't help but glance at myself, and I couldn't help but think of the eyes of my mother and doctor when I woke up. Could it be that there is something wrong with my body? Is it because of something wrong with my body that I fell into a coma?

Thinking of this, I held back my eagerness to know the result, and patiently listened to what Ji Mingchuan said.

"Auntie, please don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will do my best to help her, but whether you want to be with Han Dongcheng or not, Auntie still depends on Nuannuan's own choice. If Han Dongcheng can give her happiness, it is better than anyone else. Any help will be useful."

Ji Mingchuan's words were serious, and seemed to comfort his mother. Her mother's crying subsided slightly, and she heard her sighing voice after a little relief: "For more than 20 years, I have been worried, worried that one day the white-haired person will give away the black hair I am worried that I will see Nuan Nuan leave me like his father one day."

My mother's words made my mind suddenly think of Ji Mingze's reminders, and my heart was shocked. White-haired people give black-haired people?Leave mom like dad?

Didn't Dad suffer from a bad intestinal tract back then, which delayed the best treatment time, and finally turned into rectal cancer?

Is this disease also passed on to me?
I couldn't help but doubt and disbelieve. I couldn't believe that I would have some kind of disease. I have been healthy since I was a child. I ate regularly and everything was normal. There were no problems in multiple physical examinations. My mother must have made a mistake.

"Auntie, don't worry, maybe Nuannuan is just emotional and has those reactions, not sick. Didn't the doctor say that the probability of women getting sick is much less than that of men?"

I was stunned when I heard it, and suddenly felt that I was definitely not the one talking about it. Before I fell into a coma, I only felt my body tremble, and there was no adverse reaction.

"But she's been in a coma for so long, even the doctor thinks it's abnormal. I'm not afraid of [-], just in case, if something happens to Nuan Nuan, how will I live in the future."

My mother is no longer as calm as she used to be, like a poor mother, what she said made me a little scared.

I was unconscious for a long time, otherwise I would have woken up in the hospital, and the time seemed to be two or three hours after I arrived at the airport.

But I didn't believe that I was really sick, so I turned around and walked towards the doctor's office over there.

I didn't even knock on the door, but just pushed away the solemn and reliable attending doctor who was the first thing I saw after waking up. If I remember correctly, the word "expert" was written on his office door Woolen cloth.

When Dr. Gong saw me, he was a little surprised and seemed to have understood something. He was still holding a pile of documents in his hand and was looking at them with a magnifying glass. After seeing me walking in in a panic, Dr. Gong put down the document in his hand. Magnifying glass, wait for me to speak.

"Doctor, what is wrong with me?"

I anxiously opened my eyes and looked at the doctor, but my hands trembled a little. The way the doctor looked at me was obviously hesitant.

"Doctor, just say, I want to know what's going on with me? Will it affect the child?"

When I said that, my voice was surprisingly calm. Thinking of the child, I became a little scared.

"sit!"

The doctor looked at me nervously, and did not give me an answer right away, but with a rigorous attitude, after a little weighing, he looked at me and said: "At present, it is only based on your mother's inference, and I Judging from the conditions detected, you may have a very rare genetic disease, an intractable disease that cannot be cured by medicine, that is to say, your genes may have inherited your father's disease. It’s quite tricky when it comes to attack.”

Seeing Dr. Gong's serious face, I believed that my mother was not really so disrespectful of the poor and the rich, and I believed that my mother was not alarmist.

"Is it possible that once the attack occurs, after three to five years, it may become demented and dull~"

When I thought about my father's later illnesses, I became more aware of my confusion at the beginning. I actually believed my mother's words, and I never knew what illness my father had.

"It looks like this at the moment, but you are still young. Logically speaking, you shouldn't have an attack so early. Maybe it's just an accidental phenomenon caused by emotional excitement."

When the doctor said it, there was obviously hesitation, and this kind of hesitation made me even more unable to relax. I naturally remember the scene where my mother sought medical treatment everywhere after my father's illness broke out.

"Even if it is really a genetic disease, the current technology and medicines have made great progress compared to a few years ago, and there may be ways to suppress it."

I remember that my mother would always hide the medicine box for my father. She said she didn’t like making the house look like a pharmacy. At that time, I always thought that my mother was a clean freak. Mom is hiding Dad's condition.

"Doctor, what's wrong with me?"

I stood up, not in the mood to find out what the disease was, I wanted to know more about it, but I was worried that what the doctor said would make me unacceptable, so my hands clenched into fists.

Dr. Gong looked at me, then looked at the materials he had dropped just now, and said: "It is a kind of motor neuron disease, and according to your family's statements and medical records in the family, this disease is not the same as the current one. The diseases that have been discovered and identified are somewhat different and seem to be more difficult to treat."

I sat down at once, and the doctor's words 'it seems more difficult to treat' made me feel the fear of death.

Doctor Gong didn't continue, but looked at my scared face, and said calmly: "This may have something to do with the environment your parents lived in. At present, many hospitals, including foreign experts, have researched corresponding drugs and treatment measures. , is good news for patients.”

The so-called gospel is just a kind of spiritual encouragement to people in deep disaster.

Having yet to take any solace from the fact that I was pregnant, having been shattered once again by this crushing blow, I suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Mental stress will affect the condition instead. Of course, this means that you may have the disease. At present, you don't necessarily have inherited the disease."

Doctor Gong's words finally gave me comfort, but this comfort still couldn't soothe all the panic.

I got up, ignored the doctor's slightly concerned eyes, but pulled the corners of my lips, didn't smile, and walked towards my ward.

"Nuannuan, are you awake? Where did you go?"

When my mother saw me coming in, she had a deep concern and smile on her face. When she looked at me, she was somewhat nervous and blamed: "I must be hungry, why don't you stay here, I'll get you something to eat." of."

My mother hasn't taken care of me so earnestly for so many years. Many times, she is elegant and calm. Now she has applied a light powder on the bottom of her eyes, which has faded, probably to cover up the traces of crying before.

"I just feel bored, go out for a walk."

When I said that, I laughed, and my mother did not doubt it, and then showed an elegant smile, and ordered me: "Wait, it will be ready soon."

I watched my mother close the door and leave. I suddenly wanted to cry, and suddenly wanted to crazily vent this inexplicable fear and doubt. How could I be sick? I must have made a mistake.

I gripped the sheets tightly and tried to calm down, but the invisible fear frightened me. I thought that if I really inherited this disease from my father, would the child in my stomach also suffer from it? The possibility of illness is not my own business.

I thought of Han Dongcheng, and suddenly wished I could throw myself into his arms the next moment.

However, I don't want Han Dongcheng to know all this.

What if he found out?Will you still love me so relentlessly?If he still loves me so much, like my mother treats my father, I dare not think about it anymore.

(End of this chapter)