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297 If You Love Me, You Should Understand Me

297 If you love me, you should understand me

297 If you love me, you should understand me

Hearing the voice, Jiang Yunfang asked, "Old man, why are you back?" She couldn't turn around, so she only turned her face sideways.

Shu Shu glanced at Dawen and encouraged him, "Teacher, we have something to do, so we came back." She helped Dawen sit on the sofa, "Teacher, let me pour you a glass of water first..."

Dawen nodded lightly, but his expression was still very bad. After all, it was a matter of life. Who can pat his chest in front of death and say that I am not afraid of death?!

When Xiao Dong'er saw her mother coming, she kept crawling into her arms. Shu Shu picked up Dong'er and put her on the carpet. She reached out and touched her daughter's hair, "Dong'er, be good, sit down and don't move, be good..."

"Dong'er seemed to be able to understand her mother's mood, sitting motionless.

Shu Shu poured a glass of boiling water and handed it to Dawen, "Teacher, here it is."

Dawen took it and took a sip, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Jiang Yunfang was made uncomfortable by their calm looks, "Old man, what's going on? Something happened in the studio?"

Dawen began to cough, violently. Shushu took out a tissue and gave it to him, patting his back uneasily to help him calm down. There were tears in the corners of her eyes. She didn't mean to cry, but she just couldn't bear the fact that the teacher was so old.

I still have to suffer from this kind of pain.

"Ahem..." After coughing violently, Dawen vomited a pool of blood, which was on the tissues, hands, and even his pants.

Jiang Yunfang was anxious, "Oh, old man, your cough is worse than last night... There is so much blood, it must be something broken in your throat."

"Mother," Shu Shu looked at Jiang Yunfang with tears in her eyes and said hesitantly, "Teacher went to the hospital for a checkup just now. The doctor said... the doctor said..."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Yunfang increased her volume. She couldn't stand this inexplicable nervousness, "Shu Shu, you should speak quickly and don't delay!"

Dawen threw the blood-stained tissues into the wastebasket, and Shu Shu quickly took out a few more and gave them to him, "Mrs., you are not in good health, so don't worry... The doctor said that the teacher has lung cancer. Is it in the early or late stage?

Further inspection is required.”

Jiang Yunfang's eyes widened, and she stayed where she was, as if her soul had been sucked out, neither crying nor speaking. After a long time, she smiled and shook her head, "What kind of joke are you two, master and disciple? Haha, stop making such jokes."

. Could it be that coughing a few times and vomiting a little blood is lung cancer? Who believes it!" She straightened her back and stood up straight, "Isn't it just a cough? Old man, I'll get you some loquat cough syrup. Just eat it.

Okay." As she said that, she turned around in a panic and walked towards the locker. She didn't care when her knee hit the corner of the coffee table. She searched drawer after drawer, "Where is the Loquat Cough Relief? I remember I put it there.

Here...where did it go?"

Shu Shu stepped forward and took her arm, "Mrs., we didn't lie to you. What's the point of me joking with the teacher's life?!"

Jiang Yunfang seemed to suddenly realize it, her brows were slightly ###, and the wrinkles around her eyes were more obvious. Her youth was long gone, she was old, she had no children, and she could not live without her husband. Jiang Yunfang's legs softened, and she fell into Shu Shu's arms.

Her waist was so sore that she couldn't stand up, and she was afraid that she would never be able to stand up again.

Shu Shu held Jiang Yunfang hard with both hands, fearing that she would fall, "Teacher, please don't do this... The teacher is afraid that you won't be able to accept it. You are the one he is most worried about. You must not fall." Shu Shu supported her.

She sat next to Dawen and said, "Teacher's wife, the matter is not that terrible. Look, the teacher is still by your side."

Jiang Yunfang stretched out her dull hand, touched her husband's face tremblingly, and scolded her distressedly, "Old man, I want to settle a score with you! You have been busy all your life and have been with your designs all your life. I don't hate or complain, But if you dare to leave me, I will really hate you."

Dawen's hand was also dull and sallow. He took his wife's hand and held it tightly, "Wife, don't I have time to accompany you now... Don't worry, there is nothing to be afraid of. This is all life... life What can't you see at such an old age? If it can be cured, live a few more years. If it can't be cured, then go away... I'm not worried about Shu Shu or Shen Jing, I'm worried about you."

"You damn old man, you can see through it, but I can't... If your front foot is dead, I will follow with my back foot."

On the sofa, the old couple burst into tears and hugged each other. Shu Shu saw the teacher's tears for the first time. They were a sign of reluctance for life and nostalgia for the world. They have experienced the vicissitudes of the years together. They endured hardships together, struggled together, and enjoyed blessings together. They supported each other and stayed together through thick and thin. In addition to being sad, Shu Shu was also deeply moved. If she and Ling Qiao could spend the rest of their lives together like this, it would be all worth it.

Dong'er, who was sitting on the carpet, started to cry for some reason, "Wow, Mom..."

Shu Shu hugged her daughter and said, "Don't cry if Dong'er doesn't cry..." But she couldn't stop crying.

Dong'er hugged her mother's neck tightly and leaned on her shoulder, feeling unspeakably aggrieved. Shu Shu stroked Dong'er's back and advised, "Teacher, Mrs., don't do this. Didn't the doctor say that? Do you have to be optimistic? What's more, we haven't yet diagnosed whether it is in the early or late stage. Madam, the doctor has arranged for a detailed examination the day after tomorrow, including blood draws and so on. I think we need to eat more and eat better today and tomorrow. How can we not start a war yet? Just raise the white flag and surrender first?”

Jiang Yunfang said, "Yes, Shu Shu is right, old man, no matter what the outcome is, we are all on the same front." She stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, "The two of them have become old monsters in combined age, and they are still here. It's so shameful to cry here! I'll cook and give you a supplement at night. From now on, just tell me what you want to eat and I'll cook it for you every day."

Looking at his wife's busy and strong figure, Dawen suddenly became afraid. If it was really in the advanced stage...how could he be worthy of her?!

"Teacher, come on, our whole family will support you."

"Um……"

Not long after, Shen Jing returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that something was wrong. The teacher was sitting on the sofa without saying a word, Shu Shu was holding Dong'er, her eyes were still red and swollen. However, the teacher's wife was still the same as usual. She was busy in the kitchen, but she didn't notice that he was back.

"I'm back." Shen Jing shouted.

Dawen looked up and said nonchalantly, "Oh, Xiao Jing is back..." Dawen stood up, walked to Shen Jing, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Xiao Jing, you have grown taller again this year. Quite a few, I remember you were as tall as the teacher at this time last year, but now you are half a head taller than me."

Shen Jing was a little puzzled, why did the teacher suddenly become so emotional? "Haha, teacher, isn't this just the result of mistress's love and care?"

Dawen smiled slightly. Fortunately, he had two apprentices by his side, "Okay, then I must respect her well from now on."

"Isn't it enough to just honor my master's wife? Of course I will also honor you, teacher."

"Hahaha..." Dawen was very pleased, "Good boy, be good...ahem..." There was another cough, "Teacher, go up to the study room first, and call me after dinner."

"Okay." Shen Jing nodded quickly. When Dawen walked upstairs, he approached Shu Shu curiously, "Sister, what happened to the teacher today? It's weird..."

Shu Shu lowered her head and talked about Dawen's condition with red eyes. Shen Jing also felt sad for a while, but he was much more sensible than other children of the same age. "Sister, I can also share some of the work in the studio. You have to be too busy." Just call me."

"Well... you go play with Dong'er while I help my wife cook." Shu Shu handed her daughter to Shen Jing, wiped away her tears and walked to the kitchen.

I thought everyone would cry, but the dinner was particularly enjoyable. Dawen changed his usual serious attitude and told many funny things he had encountered in the past. I don’t know whether he is really strong or pretending to be strong. However, everyone is looking forward to it. A miracle happens.

In the room, Dong'er has already fallen asleep. ###'s little nose is breathing evenly, her little mouth is pouting, and occasionally she will make a sucking motion, which is so cute.

For Shu Shu, her daughter may be the biggest spiritual support. Since she promised Dawen that she would take over the Japanese painting exhibition, contact with Xia Yang is inevitable. If Xia Yang dares to take advantage of Dong'er, then Dawen will also He must have an uneasy conscience. Even for the sake of Da Wen and Jiang Yunfang, he would not act recklessly. Moreover, two years have passed, and he may not be as enthusiastic about her as before.

Thinking of this, Shu Shu frowned and clenched her fists to cover her heart, trying to calm down her racing heart. She turned to look at the mobile phone on the bedside table and wondered if she should give Ling Qiao a call. ?

She walked to the window with her cell phone in hand, and recalling what she said last night, she couldn't help but feel very sorry for him.

When the call was connected, Ling Qiao's excited voice came, "Hey Shushu, did you miss me?"

"Screw you, you're not serious..." Shu Shu paused and continued, "I have something to tell you."

"Is something happening again?... Good thing or bad thing?"

"You don't want to know about the bad things? Then I won't tell you." Shu Shu hung up the phone casually.

Within a few seconds, the phone rang again. She pressed the call button and heard Ling Qiao's condescending voice, "Hey, my aunt, I just asked one more question. Why don't you hang up?... What's going on? Your dearest husband, I'm all ears."

Shu Shu couldn't help but smile, "You are the only one who knows how to talk." She said seriously, "I took my teacher to the hospital for a checkup today, and she was diagnosed with lung cancer."

"What?!" Ling Qiao looked in disbelief. She didn't dare to joke anymore and asked seriously, "What's going on?"

"A detailed examination will be done the day after tomorrow to determine whether it is early or late. So..."

Ling Qiao had already guessed what Shu Shu was going to say, "No, you have to come back... Shu Shu, no matter what Master Dawen's condition is, you shouldn't make fun of our future."

"Don't you understand me yet?" Shu Shu's voice was heavy. "In this situation, not only will I not leave the studio, but I will also not be able to work on the exhibition. If you really love me, you should understand me."

Ling Qiao was a little annoyed, "I'm going to see you now, and we'll talk about it later."

"Eh..." Shu Shu hung up the phone before she could say anything. When she looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock. Why did she come over so late at night...

When she received a call from Ling Qiao again, Shu Shu knew that he was already downstairs, so she put on a coat and walked out of the room quietly. Everyone was asleep, maybe not at all, so she didn't want to disturb anyone.

"Let's go and sit in the cafe in front." Shu Shu said as soon as she got in the car.

Ling Qiao started the car and drove forward, looking straight ahead with sharp eyes. Shu Shu turned around and looked at his profile. God really loves this man who was born with a golden key in his mouth. Why is even the curvature of his profile so great?
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