Siheyuan: It started with Yu Li's door-to-door work

"Should adopt..."

He called her by name.

I haven't heard her name called for a long time.

Ran's mother also softened her heart. :

"Should adopt?"

Then laugh.

Ran's father also felt embarrassed.

Ran's mother also called out.

"Xiaodong. Did I call you that before?"

"Ah."

"I used to think it was very common to call you that, and I thought it was the least disgusting of the people in this circle. Your name sounds very good, not too sticky and sweet, and it also has some intimate meaning. Others I don't seem to call you that."

"Well. My mother called me Xiaodong, you called me Xiaodong, and others called me Teacher Ran. Later, it seemed that everyone called me that, Teacher Ran. In fact, I am not a teacher anymore. Bad old man who can't catch a fish."

Ran's mother heard him describe herself in this way.

Can't help laughing.

"Really? The aloof Teacher Ran, who said so proudly that I like your previous Teacher Ran. Now you also feel that you have accomplished nothing?"

"Stop making fun of me."

Ran's father replied embarrassingly.

"Okay, okay. Do you agree?"

Ran's mother raised her head and asked with a smile.

"Okay. You don't look uncomfortable. Let's go then."

Ran's father turned over to find a long coat.

Then the two walked out together.

Not much wind.

Just blow through a few strands of hair.

Ran's father wrapped the coat tightly for her.

Also put on a hat.

Wrap in a scarf.

Leak out the eyes.

She stroked her hair.

"It's strange. No one wears it like that now."

"You are sick."

"Don't stress to me. I want to forget about it for the time being. I can walk and eat with you, just like a healthy person."

"Whether you're healthy or unhealthy, to me...I love you both."

A sudden sentence.

It made her heart tremble suddenly.

Then he pursed his lips in embarrassment.

"But I'm healthy. Can't you love me longer?"

"Enough...the extra...I will love you again in my next life."

Ran "Can you give it to me all at once?"

Ran Xiaodong turned his head.

seriously asked.

"How can I give it to you all at once? Such things won't be given all at once."

"Don't make me heal..."

she looked up.

"No."

"Let me just leave like this, not with no hair, skinny, pathetic, but like this."

"I know you don't want to. But we have just started, and there is still a long way to go in the future. Don't say give up now, okay?"

"not good."

Ran's mother turned her head stubbornly.

"I'm going to give up, Ran Xiaodong, this is to inform you."

Then loosen his scarf.

Take a breath of fresh air.

Finally looked around.

Find food at various stalls.

In fact, she didn't want to eat anything.

I can't eat anything at all.

But she always wants to live like a normal person.

I think this is called being alive.

Those lying on white hospital beds are not counted.

Drinking all kinds of porridge with changing patterns does not count.

Getting someone to help you live doesn't count.

It only counts when you step on the ground.

Walk your own way to where you want to go.

The husband has to watch him behind his back.

Instead of secretly crying outside the ward.

The daughter wants to act like a spoiled child at her knees.

Instead of curling up in a cot next to a hospital bed.

Chapter 291 Returning Home

So he gave up the treatment like this.

When Ran Qiuye found out.

Mother has already made up her mind.

No more changes.

Father bowed his head in agreement.

It's like I don't want to talk about it again.

He Yudong glanced at him.

Then comfort her quietly.

"This is Mom's own body, you still have to listen to her opinion."

Ran Qiuye thought of the son in the next ward.

Remembering his self-deprecating smile.

Then he turned around and went in to take care of his father.

So I feel that the greatest filial piety at this time seems to be obeying the meaning of parents.

He didn't speak any more.

There are a lot of things in the hospital for a month.

On the day I left, I charged for a whole morning.

Take out two sacks.

He Yudong picked up a bag and walked down.

I went back and forth twice.

Ran Qiuye went to pay the money for the last time.

Then I bumped into the man next to me.

He leaned over and asked.

in a worried tone.

"Don't transfer to another hospital at this time, what a hassle. Look at the big and small bags, and the doctors there may not know as much as here."

Ran Qiuye shrugged.

"It's not a transfer. We're dead."

"Ah! Why.?"

"The doctor talked to me last time. There was too much spread, and chemotherapy was ineffective. We can also try to see if there is a miracle."

"How is it? A course of treatment is over?"

"Well. No. It's not good. I rescued it a few nights ago, and it lasted the whole night and the morning."

The man was silent for a while.