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Father Jiang's funeral was chosen three days later.

Jiang Mu's legs and feet are not convenient. Gu gently pushes the wheelchair.

Jiang Mu shook her head and said, "I don't want to sit down. I'll walk like this to see the old man on his last journey."

Gu gently pursed her lips, repressed her bitterness and sadness. She nodded, "that mother, I will help you!"

Because this is my hometown, Gu Fu's graveyard is in my hometown.

Back from the county, Gu gently holds his father's ashes, and Lin Mo comes to sit beside her.

Home, my uncle has arranged, and the graveyard has been dug.

After being buried, Jiang Mu came back with a fever, which caused pneumonia and was sent to the intensive care unit.

Gu gently was afraid that his mother would follow his father.

She stood in front of the hospital bed, holding her mother's hand, saying to her mother over and over again, making her insist until her brother got married and gave birth to a son, waiting to hold her grandson.

This is Jiang Mu's only hope for survival now.

Thinking of the day of feng'er's wedding and the birth of her grandson, Jiang Mu smiled slowly with tears in her eyes.

Yes, she must insist, until she sees her son get married and her grandson is born.

She's going to bring her son's grandchildren.

Jiang Mu's fever subsided and she stayed in the hospital for more than half a month. The doctor informed her that she could leave the hospital.

My aunt came in, took Jiang's hand and blamed herself.

Jiang Mu patted her hand: "you can't blame it. Don't blame yourself any more. I want to go back to see my son. You take good care of yourself and call me if you have anything to do. "

Back to Haishi, seeing her son, Jiang Mu's heart was filled with all kinds of bitterness.

But she held back. There was something she couldn't let her son know.

"Maple." Jiang mother gently called her son's name, tears flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Feng is looking down at the data. Hearing his mother's voice, he raises his head abruptly.

"Mom!" Jiang Feng put down the data and quickly met him.

Jiang's mother was surprised. I haven't seen her for such a long time. Her son still remembers her.

Now her son is her only support. She holds her son tightly, hoping that he will recover a little earlier.

"And dad?" Jiang Feng only saw his mother and sister, but not his father.

Release his son, Jiang mother looked at him, said: "our old house, the government said it was a dangerous house, pay us to build a new one. So your father will stay in his hometown for a while. How can he wait for the house to be repaired and then come back? "

"Oh, is that Aunt well?" Asked Jiang Feng.

"Well, the operation was successful and it's been a good recovery." Jiang Mu looks at her son with complicated emotions.

As long as her son's illness is good and God takes her life away, she will.

Gu gently went to the tea table and picked up what his brother was looking at when he just came in.

These documents, it seems, belong to the group.

Hezi nodded slightly to Gu's eyes.

"Brother Jiang Feng has helped me deal with many things recently. There was no more headache, and memory was much better than before. " He Zi feels that brother Jiang Feng is really recovering.

Doctors abroad said that the damage of the poison to brother Jiang Feng's brain was irreversible.

After so long treatment in foreign countries, brother Jiang Feng just doesn't sleep anymore. Once he uses his brain, his head will hurt and his memory won't work.

But now, after grandpa Zhong's Daily Pulse changing and symptomatic treatment, brother Jiang Feng's body has recovered obviously.

It seems that traditional Chinese medicine is reliable!

Jiang's mother is very excited to see her son getting better. She has made a big table dish. Thank you, Mr. Zhong.

Grandpa Zhong has come today. He pulse Jiangfeng and change the prescription.

Instead of calling, Gu gently answers grandpa Zhong himself.

Grandpa Zhong said with a warm smile: "your mother is so kind!"

"Grandpa Zhong, you let us see the hope, and my brother's recovery is so fast. My family is very grateful."

This period of time has gone through too many changes. The only thing that can make her feel better is her brother's illness.

How she wished to wake up from sleep, and her brother would recover completely.

"Well, then I'll go to your mother's thank-you dinner." Grandpa Zhong likes Jiangfeng very much. This child is kind-hearted and likes doing good deeds.

After getting on the bus, Grandpa Zhong looked at Gu's face: "take off the mask and I'll see your face."

For more than half a month, Gu gently has been in his hometown, thus delaying the treatment.

The scar on the face has been left.

Gu gently takes off the mask, and the ferocious scar on his face looks really scary.

"I've contacted the plastic surgeon. She may come in these days." Grandpa Zhong said.

"Thank you Grandpa Zhong." Gu doesn't care much about the solid inside.

It doesn't matter whether you leave scars or not.

When I came to he's manor, Jiang Mu just finished the last dish.

She brought some special products from her hometown, which were just used to entertain grandpa Zhong.

Jiang's mother saw Mr. Zhong and welcomed him with great gratitude.

I wanted to shake Mr. Zhong's hand, but just stretched it out, she realized that there was oil in her cooking hand, and quickly turned to the kitchen to wash it.

"Mr. Zhong, you are very kind to our family. My son's illness, please."

Grandpa Zhong listened to her saying so seriously and said with a smile: "Jiang Feng's mother is very kind. I used to be in the nursing home alone. Jiang Feng came to take care of me every week. In other words, his kindness to me is far greater than that of treating him now. "

Mr. Zhong recalled the situation when he first came to he's manor to feel the pulse for Jiang Feng.

At that time, he also felt that the brain damage of Jiangfeng was hard to recover.

But after the treatment, he would come to feel the pulse for Jiang Feng every day, and change the medicine according to the latest physical condition every day.

In fact, he did not expect that the effect of treatment would be so significant.

After dinner, Gu gently left grandpa Zhong because it was too late.

When Gu gently pushed Mr. Zhong back to his bedroom, he took out his cell phone and said to her, "gently, you can talk to the plastic surgeon about the video and let her see your scar later."

"Oh, yes!" Gu nodded softly and sat beside grandpa Zhong.

Grandpa Zhong opened the video, and soon it was answered there.

She was wearing a mask and didn't seem to want to be seen.

Grandpa Zhong said hello to the camera: "it's so late, didn't bother you?"

"Grandpa Zhong is polite. I'm a stay up family. I can't sleep without two or three o'clock."

Gu hears each other's voice gently. It's very clear and beautiful.

Just listening to the voice, we can conclude that she must be very beautiful.

"I told you last time that the person who hurt her face is right beside me now. Look at her scar, can you do anything to remove it?" Grandpa Zhong said, looking up at the camera of his mobile phone.

People on the other side of the video can't help breathing when they see Gu's crisscross and deeply scarred face.