Female Forensic Physician: Bone Collector

Chapter 48 Knitting Sweaters

When Zhang Yetong pushed open the door, she unexpectedly saw her mother knitting a sweater under the lamp in the living room. She couldn't help laughing, "Mom, don't you take a break?"

Mother said without raising her head, "It's getting cold, it's time to knit a sweater for your dad!"

Zhang Yetong's heart sank, and she looked carefully at the expression on her mother's face. It was a kind of happiness immersed in narcissism. She asked anxiously, "Mom, did you take any medicine today?"

The mother looked up, with a blank expression on her face, "I'm not sick, why should I take medicine?"

Zhang Yetong was in a hurry, and hurried into the mother's room, and opened the small drawer of the bedside table dedicated to medicine, and there were many glass medicine bottles neatly placed inside.Because he was afraid that his mother would take the wrong medicine when she was old, Zhang Yetong put away the medicine according to the daily amount every time, just in case.

She looked carefully at the medicine bottle, and the one marked with today's date showed that her mother had really taken the medicine, but why did she have an expression of not taking the medicine?Zhang Yetong knew that her mother's illness was becoming more serious day by day. When his uncle prescribed the medicine, he repeatedly told him to take the medicine on time and in the right amount every day.She walked out of the room with an empty medicine bottle, and looked at her mother's back with doubts. What happened when she was not at home?
"Mom, have you made dinner yet?"

Mother didn't say a word, and continued to knit the sweater, as if there was no one else in the room except her.

Zhang Yetong thought for a while, then quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed his uncle's number.

More than ten minutes later, the uncle hurried over with the medical operation kit, gave the mother an injection, and after putting her to sleep, the uncle closed the bedroom door with confidence, walked out, weary Sitting on the sofa opposite Zhang Yetong.

"Uncle, how is my mother?" Zhang Yetong asked anxiously, "Why doesn't the medicine work?"

The uncle shook his head, "I don't know either. The amount I gave her is already the maximum. However, for a condition like hers, I really suggest that you put her in the hospital. I'm afraid that after a long time, she will Drug resistance, and you are so busy at work, if you are not at home and she gets sick, what will happen, I really don't know what to do!"

"I...let me think again!" Zhang Yetong hesitated, "Is my mother asleep now?"

"Asleep, how about it, Tongtong, you bring your mother to my hospital tomorrow, and I will help her check again to see the specific situation."

"Okay! Thank you! Uncle!"

After sending the old man away, Zhang Yetong felt dizzy in her head. She walked to the door of her mother's bedroom involuntarily, opened the door gently, and stared blankly at her mother sleeping peacefully on the bed. Zhang Yetong's tears could not stop flowing down.I don't know how many times, she wanted to give up her job, stay with her mother and take good care of her.However, every time the phone rang, I would subconsciously walk out the door.Leaving my poor mother alone at home, my mother is the only relative I have left in this world, if my mother has an accident because of my negligence, then my conscience will be condemned forever Less than peace.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yetong sighed deeply, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, closed the bedroom door gently, and walked towards his own room next door.

The moment she turned on the light, she couldn't help being stunned. An old small camphorwood box was placed upright on the desk in front of her window. Zhang Yetong frowned. In her memory, it belonged to her mother and had been locked all the time. In the big camphor wood box that my mother married as a dowry when she was young, no one else was allowed to touch it. When my father was still alive, he once joked that my mother's secret was locked in it.But why did it suddenly appear on my desk now?
Without thinking too much, Zhang Yetong came to the desk and opened the small camphor wood box, which contained only a letter that had been opened.Zhang Yetong's heart beat violently, because she recognized the handwriting on the thin yellow letter paper;

'Tongtong, I'm sorry, dad is leaving you forever, when you read this letter, I think you have grown up too.I hope you can understand Dad's painstaking efforts, because Dad wants to ask you one thing-don't go to your sister, never!Forget about her!Promise daddy, okay?sorry! '

At this moment, Zhang Yetong finally knew what it means to be bone-chillingly cold.

(End of this chapter)