Young Master Lin, take care of your scumbag wife

Chapter 630 9
The master bedroom is very large and decorated in a very distinctive, pure Chinese style. The shelves in the bedroom are all antique vases.

The room is not luxurious, but it is magnificent. Just looking at the vases, you can tell that the price is expensive. The whole bedroom is elegant and comfortable with the precipitation and heritage of the years.

On the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, lay an old man over sixty years old, with his eyes closed, an oxygen tube inserted in his nose, and a haggard face.

He was thin and his face was well maintained without any wrinkles, but his hair was all white.

The upright face and hair color are in great contrast, giving people a strong visual impact.

With just one glance, Xu Mo felt his nose sore.

He is... grandpa?Yangcheng's most famous congressman! ?

"He is your grandfather." Mo Tianxun stood by the bed and introduced to her, "He is 66 years old, and he is actually in good health, but..."

He paused, his voice was a little choked up, his expression was solemn, and he could tell he was a dutiful son.

"However, I got a strange disease. I suffered from mild Alzheimer's disease when I was 40 years old. After that, it got worse every year. Now I can't take care of myself!" Mo Tianxun sighed, his expression was low, and he was rarely seen. Showing such obvious emotions.

"Alzheimer's at the age of 40?" Xu Mo knew how serious Alzheimer's was, but this was the first time he heard of the disease at the age of 40.

"It was only a mild illness at the time." Mo Tianxun pulled the quilt for the old man, "It is said that the youngest Alzheimer's patient in the world is only in his teens. This kind of case is very rare. It is a genetic mutation. It is a pity that your grandfather encountered it. !"

"Is there no way to control it at that time?" Xu Mo's brows were tightened, and she couldn't help biting her lips.

"This disease is currently incurable by medicine. Although there are drugs to control it, it only delays the degeneration and cannot solve the fundamental problem..." Mo Tianxun put his hands in his pockets and said to her sideways, "When he was 50 years old, he didn't Knowing what I ate by mistake, the condition suddenly worsened, and it only took half a year to deteriorate to the point where I don’t remember anyone!”

"Sometimes he suddenly gets better, but his memory lasts for less than half an hour. It's been worse in the past two years. He occasionally remembers something and keeps it for a few minutes at most, and then forgets it all. No one recognizes him!"

Hearing this, Xu Mo's eyes were red, and he could imagine how painful this disease was and how much it hurt his family.

"Doesn't anyone remember?" She stared at the old man's face. If she didn't have this disease, she would probably still be in high spirits.

"Well, but..." Mo Tianxun frowned, "He often says your mother's name on his lips. Although he doesn't admit it, what he wants to see most is your mother. It's a pity that he doesn't want to see you when his condition is mild. See, later I wanted to see but couldn't see..."

When the news of Mo Yinger's death came, Mr. Mo stayed in the study for two days and did not come out. During this time, Mo Tianxun went in to deliver food. He was just sitting quietly on the chair by the window, staring at the lake outside in a daze.

He has no expression, let alone shed tears, just like a wooden man...

Since then, no one dared to mention Mo Yinger's name, and the old man's condition became more and more serious...

Xu Mo was silent, she didn't know what to say, Lin Ye patted her hand, silently giving her strength.

Mo Tianxun leaned over and called his father softly: "Dad, dad? Xu Mo is here! Didn't you always want to see her?..."

The old man didn't respond and fell into a deep sleep.

Xu Mo waved at him, signaling him not to disturb the old man's rest.

(End of this chapter)