Big brother, let's spell a marriage

"I don't..."

Tang Mengyao looked at him pleadingly. His hoarse voice seemed to be inaudible.

"Go..."

Han Junli felt that the corners of his eyes were wet. Although he was reluctant, he finally got up.

Told song huianthracene, "aunt, you stay with Yaoyao for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Song huianthracene nodded tearfully, Han Junli's heart, why didn't she see it. For three days, I didn't close my eyes. It's no use persuading anyone to look at me like that.

Fortunately, Yaoyao woke up, otherwise I don't know when Han Junli will toss about.

"Mom..." Han Junli left. Tang Mengyao called softly. It was very hard. Song huianthracene was not in a hurry to say more. Tang Mengyao slept tired again.

In the evening, she had a fever again, and it was higher than the last one. Yan fennel's face was dignified. "She has a high fever now, which affects the functions of other organs in the body. If it goes on like this, there will be problems."

"I'll cool her down again. If the results come out later, I'll arrange bone marrow transplantation as soon as possible."

Yan's mother also took Yan fennel's hand and her tears whirled, "son, I must cure my baby dry daughter this time? Can you make your mother suffer from the loss of her son? "

Yan fennel pushed Yan's mother away. "Mom, don't make trouble here. If you're really so free, advise aunt song to go back and have a rest, otherwise she'll be tired."

Yan's mother thought it was reasonable, so she dragged song huianthracene back to rest. Knowing that Yan fennel was here, she was relieved.

Situ Jiayi often stayed here during this time, and everyone took turns. Although his face was tired, no one was tired, and even didn't want to leave. He was afraid that their departure would lead to accidents.

Happily, the bone marrow pairing was successful, and Yan fennel immediately began to arrange the operation.

Tang Mengyao's fever gradually began to subside. According to his estimation, he can have an operation tomorrow.

Han Jun came to the stairway and looked very nervous.

Asked the swallow fennel pulled out by him, "won't it be dangerous?"

"No one can say such a thing. I'm very confident about the operation. The key is whether her body will be rejected. Although it may not be, it cannot be ruled out. Therefore, any accident is possible. I can't guarantee her absolute safety. "

Han Junli took Yan fennel's hand and his red eyes were full of worry??? Brother, this time, please anyway. You must cure her. Don't let her have a little accident, otherwise... "

Yan fennel shook his hand back, tightened it, and comforted, "don't worry, I won't let her have an accident."

After Yan fennel finished, she walked to the dean's office with a solemn figure. Plan to arrange the operation quickly. The earlier it is, the higher the probability of success for Tang Mengyao.

Two days later, prepare for surgery. Han Junli has always been with Tang Mengyao and is reluctant to leave. Han Jiantian often appeared at the door. Tang Mengyao glanced at him from a distance. He didn't see him for a few days. He was even infected with white silk.

Tang Mengyao couldn't help feeling softer and pulled Han Junli. "I'm hungry. Go and buy me something."

"You are not..."

Seeing Tang Mengyao stare at her, Han Junli can only turn his mouth and walk to the door. He called his mother and took her to sit by the bed.

Looking at her still red eyes, Tang Mengyao pursed her lips, "Mom, why are you crying again? If you cry any more, you'll be blind. What do you think of your beautiful daughter then? "

Song huianthracene made a promise while wiping tears??? OK, I won't cry, I won't cry. "

"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry." Tang Mengyao hugged song huianthracene and comforted him again. Feeling her mother's most familiar embrace, all the fears in her heart disappeared.

Tang Mengyao thinks she is lucky. When she is most vulnerable, her favorite people are waiting for her by her side.

Even if she dies now, she won't have regret in her heart, but she won't give up.

"Mom, you said, what will you do if I get married?"

"Don't I have a good time alone in the countryside these years? Don't worry. How am I getting along with the villagers? "

Song huianthracene's smiling eyes were still sparkling with tears, and Tang Mengyao painfully wiped away her tears??? Mom, but Jiayi and I hope you will take care of vegetarian elements in the future. " Song huianthracene was about to refuse, but Tang Mengyao interrupted her??? Mom, you are only in your forties and so young. I don't want you to stay in the countryside all the time. Twenty years is enough. I believe that your heart has already been baptized with peace. You can completely ignore some unbearable worldly things. "

"Mom, I just want you to be more energetic. I know that painting has always been an unfinished dream in your heart. You have talent, and in this era, you have more recognition of paintings. Will you stay here, take care of the elements, learn to draw and complete your unfinished dreams? "

Song huianthracene was moved by Tang Mengyao's plan. With tears streaming down his face, he began to swallow again.

Tang Mengyao listened and was distressed.

"Mom, don't worry, I will always be by your side. Just, I hope you can put down the past and start all over again. Whether it's your dream, your career, or your love... "

"No, Yao Yao, i..." when it comes to love, song huianthracene interrupts excitedly. The choking voice still seems to suppress the pain for a long time. That feeling, hard to remember, brought too much pain to song huianthracene.

She has already been disheartened. How is she willing to try the pain of love again?

"Mom, listen to me. My daughter is very happy now, so I also hope you can be happy. Godmother said, "you are beautiful when you work, and I think so, but I believe that a mother in love will be more beautiful."

Tang Mengyao's words made song huianthracene look shy. Song huianthracene nervously wants to refute, but Tang Mengyao grabs her hand.

"Mom, are you still unable to let him go?"

Song huianthracene immediately shook his head like a wave drum??? No, I just want you to get better now. Looking at him, although it still hurts, the feeling of once falling in love has long disappeared with the hatred of time. "

Even if Han Jiantian is standing at the door every day and is depressed day by day, when she sees her, she is only sympathetic and has no love at all. Even the slightest trace of hate gradually faded. As long as Yao Yao can get better, she can put everything else down completely.

"Mom..." Tang Mengyao continued, "I'll treat him later..."