doctor girl

Chapter 854 Really go home!

Two more days passed like this.

After everything was sorted out, Zhang Ting slowly remembered Xiao Bao who had been back to the Han family for a while.

"What about Zhang, is Mrs. Deng in there? I have something to ask her." Zhang Ting came to the door of the room where Mrs. Deng lived.

Just happened to meet Zhang Momo who came out of it.

Zhang Memo looked at Zhang Ting with a kind smile on his face, "So it's Miss Zhang Ting, is Miss Zhang Ting looking for my old lady, she just woke up, how about I go in and tell you?"

Zhang Ting called Zhang Momo who was about to walk in, "There is no need for Zhang Momo, I can just go in by myself, if you have something to do, go and do it first."

When Zhang Memo thought of the medicine that was frying in his kitchen, he nodded and agreed to Zhang Ting's proposal.

"Well, Miss Zhang Ting, go in by yourself. Also, Zhang, I want to ask Miss Zhang Ting to help the old slave take care of my old lady. The old slave will be back soon."

Zhang Ting replied with a smile, "I didn't ask, what about Zhang? If you have something to do, go quickly. The old lady, you can leave it to me."

"Thank you Miss Zhang Ting, the old slave will go there first."

Seeing Zhang Mou away, Zhang Ting turned around and shouted into the closed door, "Madam, I'm Zhang Ting, can I come in?"

After a while, the old lady's voice came from inside, "Xiao Ting is here, come in."

After hearing Mrs. Deng's words, Zhang Ting stretched out his hand and pushed open the tightly closed door.

He stepped inside and walked in.

Walking in, Zhang Ting quickly found Mrs. Deng lying on the bed.

These days, Mrs. Deng's body is getting weaker and weaker. For this matter, Zhang Ting has found a lot of medical books, but it is a pity that he can only prolong Mrs. Deng's life as much as possible.

"Old lady, how are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?" Zhang Ting came over, sat on the edge of the bed and asked concernedly the lying old lady Deng.

Mrs. Deng pursed her lips and smiled, grabbed Zhang Ting's hand and held it gently, "I know what this old bone looks like, I know it very well, but it's just that you have suffered a lot these days, for you You must have paid a lot of attention to my illness."

Zhang Tinghui held Mrs. Deng's hand, "Old lady, you must not say that, we have lived together for so many years, Zhang Ting has long regarded you as his own relatives, and it is up to me to do something for you." What to do."

Tears welled up in Mrs. Deng's eyes suddenly, and her voice was a little choked up, "Okay, okay, my wife is also blessed, after she lost her daughter, she met such a good person as you, otherwise, Xiaobao and I would not know How do you live in this world?"

"Old lady, you must get well soon, Xiaobao still needs you to take care of him."

Zhang Ting patted the back of Mrs. Deng's hand, trying to encourage her, hoping that by doing this, the old man would have more fighting spirit to survive.

Mrs. Deng smiled wryly while shaking her head, "Xiao Ting, you don't need to comfort me anymore, I know my time is running out, old lady, the reason why I have survived until now is more thanks to your child .”

Hearing these sad words from Mrs. Deng, Zhang Ting felt sour.

After all, they have lived together for so many years, and she really treats Mrs. Deng as her own relatives.

Now, for her to watch her relatives die little by little in front of her eyes, this feeling really makes her feel worse than death.

Mrs. Deng wiped the tears from her eyes.

Suddenly smiled, raised his eyes and looked towards Zhang Ting.

"Look at me, old woman. You came to see me with good intentions, but this old woman made you cry. It's really damned."

Zhang Ting held Mrs. Deng's hand, finally turned her pretty face into a serious face, and said to Mrs. Deng, "Old lady, if you do this again, I will be angry."

Mrs. Deng laughed, waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say the word death."

Zhang Ting turned his head and secretly wiped the teardrops in his eyes with the back of his hand.

The two talked for a while, and then, Zhang Ting told Mrs. Deng about his purpose of coming here.

"It's time to see that child. This is the first time he has been away from us for such a long time since he was born. I don't know how this child lives in the Han Mansion and whether he is used to it." Mrs. Deng listened to Zhang Ting's words, immediately nodded in agreement with Zhang Ting's proposal.

Zhang Ting planned to go to the Han Mansion in the provincial capital to see Xiaobao in the next two days.

"The old lady, I will go to the provincial capital to see Xiaobao in the next two days." Seeing that Mrs. Deng agreed, Zhang Ting had already decided in his heart that he would go to the Han Mansion in the provincial capital tomorrow.

"Okay, you go, I'm an old bone now, and I can't walk anymore, so I can only ask you to help me see Xiaobao." Mrs. Deng hammered her two legs.

Since last year, her two legs have become less and less able to listen to her, and it often hurts after walking for a while.

Now, one day, she spends almost half a day in bed.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow, but old lady, don't worry too much. After all, Xiaobao is in his own father's house. Han Shuhao only has Xiaobao as his son. Their family will definitely treat Xiaobao well."

"I believe that Han Shuhao will treat Mrs. Xiaobao well, but those people, I just ask them not to bully Xiaobao, and I am grateful to them." Mrs. Deng has lost confidence in the Han family.

The two chatted for a while, until Zhang Ting saw the exhaustion on Mrs. Deng's face, and then Zhang Ting proposed to leave.

After leaving the room, Zhang Ting just ran into Zhang Momo who was holding the medicine.

"Miss Zhang Ting, did my old lady fall asleep again?" Zhang Momo vaguely guessed the result when he saw Zhang Ting came out.

Zhang Ting nodded, "Just fell asleep, why don't Zhang bring the medicine in later, you warm the medicine in the stove first."

"That's the only way to go." Zhang Momo said with an air of getting used to it.

Just as Zhang Ting was walking forward, Zhang Momo suddenly called out her name.

"Is there anything else Zhang Momo wants to do?" Zhang Ting stopped and asked Zhang Momo who was hesitating to speak.

Zhang Memo hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth, and suddenly raised his head to look directly at Zhang Ting.

"Miss Zhang Ting, this old slave just wants to miss you one thing, about my old lady, Miss Zhang Ting, please tell this old slave honestly, is my old lady's time running out?" Speaking of which, The tears that had been suppressed in Zhang Memo's eyes swished down.

Zhang Ting opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Momo who was already crying silently.

She really felt that what she was about to say next was too cruel to the poor old servant.

(End of this chapter)