His Long Love

Meng Qingge trotted into the elevator and went downstairs.

To the first floor, just out of the elevator door, saw the maid Yang Ma cleaning, so quickly asked, "Yang Ma, grandfather Fu awake?"

Yang Ma bent over to Meng Qingge, "back to the little lady, Mr. Fu and the master went to the back garden for morning exercises."

So Meng Qingge ran out of the hall in a hurry.

Meng Qingge ran and yelled, "grandfather Fu! Uncle Fu

Soon I ran to the pavilion in the back garden and saw Mr. Liu and grandfather Fu playing Taijiquan under the pavilion.

Liu's legs and feet are not convenient, so he can only pose with his arms.

"Here it is Mr. Fu waved to Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge ran to Mr. Liu and Mr. Fu and said, "grandfather Fu, his arms and legs are unconscious at night. Please go up and have a look."

The voice dyed with anxiety, but also brought out a bit of choking.

"What?" Liu's voice suddenly raised, "how could it be like this?"

Mr. Fu was prepared, so he didn't panic too much, "let's go and have a look."

So Meng Qingge and Mr. Fu quickly walked towards the direction of the hall.

Liu Laozi is pushed by housekeeper wheelchair, chase up.

At this time, Mr. Liu saw that Meng Qingge ran down barefoot.

"Daughter in law sun!" Liu shouts in a hurry.

Meng Qingge stopped his body and then looked back, "what's wrong with my grandfather?"

Liu's face became sullen and his voice became majestic. "How can you run down barefoot! It's so cold on the ground. What can I do if the air gets in from the bottom of my feet again? "

Liu's voice dropped, and Meng Qingge looked down at his eyes. He was barefoot, without shoes or socks.

Because of the cold, the original white tender, tender feet, were frozen some slightly red.

Meng Qingge frowned slightly, then raised his head and looked at Mr. Liu, "I'm in a hurry. I forgot..."

Old Mr. Fu looked down at Meng Qingge's feet and frowned, "don't do this in the future. Pay attention to some."

"Yes." Meng Qingge quickly nodded, "go to see the night boat first!"

The party came to the third floor.

Ji Wanzhou lies in bed and can't move.

Mr. Fu first looked at the situation of Ji Wanzhou, then took a pulse, and then released his hand.

"How about it?" Meng Qingge asked in a hurry.

"In terms of pulse, there is no change, the same as before."

Meng Qingge's brow frowned more tightly, "then how to do now?"

"That is to say! How can it be like this again? " Mr. Liu's voice began to ring again.

"So." Mr. Fu twisted his eyebrows. "You go to the hospital and ask Dr. Mao to have a check and take a film. Then you can see the blood clot in the brain compared with the last film to see what changes have taken."

"Well, good!" Meng Qingge hastily answered the way, and then called Lao Bai.

Laobai went back to the base last night and had something to do. He said that he would not come here until noon.

Laobai received a phone call in the base and learned about the situation of Ji Wanzhou, so he drove from the base to Liu's old house in a hurry.

Then Lao Bai drove to the first people's hospital with Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge.

On the way, Meng Qingge called Dr. Mao, explained the situation and asked Dr. Mao to get ready in the hospital.

To the hospital, Dr. Mao gave Ji Wanzhou a brain CT before doing other examinations.

Compared with the brain film, there was no significant change in the blood clot.

"The clot has not changed much since the last time." It's not really a long-term recovery, doctor

Meng Qingge's hanging heart, this just put down.

Fortunately, it's OK. It's just like the situation when you didn't recover before. It's good to treat slowly and recover slowly. Things that can be accomplished overnight are always unreliable and unreliable, just like the recovery of this season's boat.