doctor girl

Chapter 856 Still have a conscience!

"Well, let's go home." Xiaobao immediately showed a happy smile on his face.

Han Shuhao was anxious while listening.

Zhang Ting took his son back, so there was no need to discuss it with him as a father.

"Xiao Ting, Xiao Bao is finally willing to live here with me, you can't take him back so soon." Han Shuhao said anxiously to Zhang Ting's back.

Zhang Ting patted Xiaobao, who became nervous all of a sudden, and said to him with a smile, "Xiaobao, you go inside to play first, mother and father have something to say, after talking, mother will take you go home."

"Mother, if you keep your word, you must take Xiaobao home. Let's tick." Xiaobao stretched out the fingers of his right hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Ting pursed his lips and smiled, and then showed the little finger of his right hand, holding fingers with the little guy, and hooking them for a while.

After the big and small fingers loosened, Xiao Bao returned to the room in front of them with a smile on his face.

Seeing Xiaobao go in with his own eyes, Zhang Ting stood up and turned to Han Shuhao.

"I must take Xiaobao back this time, because this is the last time he will meet Mrs. Deng." Zhang Ting looked at him with a heavy heart and said.

When Han Shuhao heard this, his thick eyebrows tightened slightly, and he stared at Zhang Ting with puzzled eyes, "Xiao Ting, what do you mean by this sentence, why can't I understand at all?"

Zhang Ting sighed, and slowly told him about Mrs. Deng's condition.

"What did you say? Me, my mother, she only has half a year to live. How, how is this possible?" Han Shuhao was stunned for a long time when he heard this.

I tried desperately not to admit what I had heard.

"Why am I lying to you about this matter? Mrs. Deng is in very poor health now. It can be said that Xiaobao has only been with her for half a year now. Are you willing to let him not even spend half a year with his grandma?" Is it?" Zhang Ting looked at him sternly and asked.

Han Shuhao shook his head with a sad expression, "I didn't, I didn't think about it that way, I didn't know that my mother had only half a year, if I knew, I would definitely not take Xiaobao away from her. "

When Han Shuhao said this, his face was full of pain, and he tightly covered his face with his hands.

After a while, Han Shuhao suddenly let go of his hand on his face, raised his head, and stared at Zhang Ting with hopeful eyes, "I'll find another doctor to show my mother, and she will definitely live again." down."

Zhang Ting glanced at him, not angry that he didn't believe in his medical skills, but calmly looked at him and said, "Do you think my medical skills are that bad?"

After listening to Zhang Ting's question, Han Shuhao's expression suddenly turned into an eggplant beaten by frost, and he shrugged his head, looking listless.

"Is there really no other way for my mother's illness? Can we just watch my mother die little by little?" At this point, Han Shuhao hugged his head in pain and squatted down. on the ground.

"Is there any way to do this? I have used all the methods that can be used. In the past six months, I have tried my best to get it." Zhang Ting gave this Han Shuhao a good face this time.

At least this guy found out that Mrs. Deng's days were running out, so he tried desperately to help Mrs. Deng survive.

Seeing him squatting on the ground, Zhang Ting turned his head and glanced in the direction of the room behind him.

Zhang Ting yelled at Han Shuhao who was squatting on the ground, "Get up quickly, don't squat down, if Xiaobao sees something, I'll see how you explain this to him."

Han Shuhao let go of his hands holding his head, wiped his face vigorously with them, and stood up slowly.

Seeing him get up, Zhang Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiaobao standing in a corner outside the door.

"Xiaobao, why did you come out? Didn't mother tell you to wait for mother inside?" Zhang Ting was surprised, glanced at Han Shuhao, and then walked towards Xiaobao.

Xiaobao pursed his little lips tightly, and looked at Han Shuhao standing behind Zhang Ting.

"Mom, what's wrong with my dad, is he crying?" Xiaobao blinked innocently at Zhang Ting.

Startled, Zhang Ting squatted in front of Xiaobao, turned his head and glanced at Han Shuhao.

This idiot Han Shuhao didn't even remember to wipe away his tears when he cried.

Actually let Xiao Bao see the teardrops in his eyes.

"No, your father's eyes were just blown by the wind, and his eyes were itchy." After Zhang Ting finished speaking, he blinked desperately at Han Shuhao.

Han Shuhao received Zhang Ting's blinking action, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and walked towards Xiaobao.

"Xiaobao, daddy didn't cry, daddy was blinded by the wind just now, isn't it better now?" Han Shuhao smiled while stroking the top of the little guy's head with his hand.

Xiao Baoxin thought it was true and said "Oh".

"Mother, when are we going to go home, Xiaobao wants to go home, wants to go home quickly, Xiaobao wants to see Tiaotiao, Dong'er, Bei'er, and Uncle Xiaokang." Xiaobao grabbed Zhang Ting's arm, The little face is full of longing to go home.

Zhang Ting smiled slightly, touched the top of the little guy's head, "Okay, let's go home."

After Zhang Ting finished speaking, he looked towards Han Shuhao.

"I'll go back with you. I'm going to stay at your house for a while longer. I want to be with her." Speaking of this, Han Shuhao had a sad expression on his face.

Zhang Ting nodded slightly, "Alright then, let me pack Xiaobao's things first, and you can also take some of your changed clothes and go."

Han Shuhao said hello, turned and left.

Zhang Ting dragged Xiao Bao into the room.

As soon as he entered the small room, Xiaobao immediately returned to his happy look when he was in Hao's house, pointed to the small toys in the room and said to Zhang Ting, "Mom, I have to take these things home, and these, I want to bring Take it back to grandma, and this, I want to take it back to Uncle Xiaokang and Tiaotiao."

Zhang Ting glanced at the little guy's room.

It seems that the little guy here is really favored by Han Shuhao, the father.

There are a lot of new toys in this room, and many of them seem to be expensive. "Okay, okay, Mom will bring them for you, and I won't leave them here."

While tidying up, Zhang Ting turned his back to Xiaobao and said.

After cleaning up, the mother and son spent half an hour in this room before they could be regarded as packing up the little guy's toys here.

Looking at the contents of these two big boxes, Zhang Ting was taken aback.

That's a lot.

"Okay, everything is packed, is there anything else I can help you clean up?" Zhang Ting looked at the little guy standing in front of him and asked.

(End of this chapter)