doctor girl

Chapter 867 (This is the content of Chapter 860)
"Oh, I don't want my grandma to die, I don't want her to die, mother, you must have a way, mother, please save grandma, Xiaobao please, Xiaobao don't want grandma to die, grandma is gone, Xiaobao Bao is going to be alone." The more Xiao Bao cried, the more painful he was, clutching the corner of Zhang Ting's clothes tightly, his little face was full of tears.

Just when Zhang Ting didn't know how to persuade the little guy in front of him.

Suddenly, Han Shuhao's voice drifted into here.

"Xiaobao, be obedient, don't force your mother, your mother can't do anything, your grandma is awake now, go over and see her, she just asked where you have been?" Han Shuhao had a distressed look on his face. Came in with a masked tired expression.

The crying little treasure immediately turned his head when he heard his father's last words, and anxiously confirmed to Han Shuhao, "Dad, did grandma really ask about me?"

"I asked, if you don't believe me, you can go and have a look." Han Shuhao said while touching the top of the son's head.

Xiaobao wiped away the tears from his eyes, looked at Zhang Ting, "Mother, I'm going to my grandma first."

Zhang Ting smiled at him, and replied softly, "Okay, hurry over."

Xiaobao let out an "um" forcefully, and then left here without looking back.

As soon as Han Shuhao left Xiaobao's figure, the tired expression on his face became more obvious.

Looking at his pale face, Zhang Ting asked with concern, "Are you okay, do you want me to feel your pulse?"

Han Shuhao gently waved his hands, "No, I'm fine."

Han Shuhao found a nearby chair and sat down with a tired expression on his whole face.

"I came here to ask you something. My mother, is her illness getting worse?" When asked this question, Han Shuhao felt that it was difficult for him to open his mouth.

"I just heard from Xiaobao that Mrs. Deng has already begun to forget us people, right?" Zhang Ting looked at him and asked.

Han Shuhao pursed his lips, and nodded slightly, "Yes, she did not know us when she woke up just now, but later, she slowly remembered."

Zhang Ting's eyes darkened when he heard this.

"From this point of view, Mrs. Deng's illness is getting more and more serious, and my estimated half-year life span may be shortened."

"Didn't you say that my mother still has half a year to live? How could it be reduced?" Han Shuhao looked at Zhang Ting anxiously and asked.

"I don't know the specific situation. It may be that the medicines I prescribed have developed resistance in Mrs. Deng's body. Now Mrs. Deng's illness has not been relieved by taking the medicines I prescribed. I'm afraid..." At this point, Zhang Ting stopped talking, and she really couldn't say what happened next.

Han Shuhao's face turned pale.

Zhang Ting had already guessed what Zhang Ting hadn't finished speaking.

"Are you worried that my mother's illness has reached the point of no cure?" Han Shuhao closed his eyes and finished the sentence.

Zhang Ting sighed, "During this time, you all stay with her well and try to make her happy."

In the next two months, Mrs. Deng would forget about these people around her every day when she woke up. At the beginning, after the people around her introduced themselves, she slowly remembered them again.

In the end, Mrs. Deng couldn't remember even how the people around her introduced themselves.

Even in the last half month, Mrs. Deng suffered from incontinence.

And Zhang Ting has been doing his best to search through medical books.

It is a pity that the knowledge found is very little.

In the morning, the beautiful sunlight shines on the face of Zhang Ting who is sleeping on the desk.

"Papa" In the beautiful morning, Zhang Ting was woken up by this disturbing knock on the door.

Rubbing his eyes, Zhang Ting reluctantly woke up from his beautiful sleep, and opened the closed door of the room.

"Ma'am." Xiaoqin saw her wife who seemed to have just woken up, with an embarrassed expression on her face.

Zhang Ting yawned, "Xiaoqin, you knocked on the door early in the morning, what happened to someone?"

"No, yes, it's Mrs. Deng. Mrs. Deng has woken up, and she still remembers all of us's names." Xiaoqin said happily to Zhang Ting.

Zhang Tingzhong, who was rubbing his eyes, stopped rubbing his eyes to persuade Xiaoqin when he heard Xiaoqin's words, and looked towards her.

"What did you say, Mrs. Deng has come to her senses and remembered all of us's names."

Xiaoqin nodded vigorously, "Yes, I remember everything."

Zhang Ting immediately ran out.

Xiaoqin, who was pushed by Zhang Ting and stood by the door, saw his wife running out, and immediately followed, shouting while running, "Madam, don't run so fast, wait for Xiaoqin. "

When Zhang Ting ran over sweating profusely, he happened to see Xiaobao's voice happily talking to Mrs. Deng coming from Mrs. Deng's room.

"Grandma, you finally remember me. You don't know. You didn't remember Xiaobao some time ago. Xiaobao is so sad. Grandma, don't forget Xiaobao in the future. When grandma doesn't know Xiaobao , Xiaobao is so scared, grandma, you must promise me, you must not forget Xiaobao, okay, let's tick." Xiaobao buried his whole small body on Mrs. Deng's body, and stretched He pointed a little little finger at Mrs. Deng.

Mrs. Deng, who was leaning on the bed, looked at her grandson kindly.

Zhang Momo and Han Shuhao, who were guarding their grandparents and grandchildren, didn't have any smiles on their faces.

"Madam, do you still remember me?" Zhang Ting looked outside for a while before walking in.

Mrs. Deng, who was talking to Xiaobao, heard Zhang Ting's voice and immediately turned her head to look over.

"Aren't you Xiao Ting, Xiao Ting who has been taking care of me." Mrs. Deng looked at Zhang Ting who was walking towards her with a smile.

Zhang Ting smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand.

Because of the illness in the past few months, Mrs. Deng's hands are so thin that the blood tendons can be seen inside.

"Old lady, how do you feel now?" Zhang Ting looked at her and asked.

Mrs. Deng showed a painless and relaxed smile on her face, "Well, I've never felt so comfortable now."

Xiao Bao crawled into Zhang Ting's arms at this time, tightly grasping the corner of Zhang Ting's clothes, and asked, "Mother, has my grandma recovered from her illness?"

Zhang Ting glanced at Xiao Bao who was staring at him with hopeful eyes, and the words in his mouth seemed to be blocked by something.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Ting looked towards Mrs. Deng.

Mrs. Deng smiled at her.Then he called Xiaobao over.

Looking at the grandparent and grandson who were whispering again, Zhang Ting felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

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