"Mr. He, the old lady's condition is deteriorating rapidly, and the situation is no longer optimistic."
Jiang Ling is not only the family doctor of the He family, but also the most skilled doctor in Yuncheng.
"What's the worst that could happen?"
He Tingchen asked coldly.
Jiang Ling hesitated for a moment and then said it as a doctor.
"At present, the old lady's emotions are out of control. If it worsens, she will develop into a state of unconsciousness and madness. Based on the old lady's physical condition, she may not have half a year left."
The atmosphere in the old house suddenly dropped to freezing point, and everyone's actions became cautious.
He Tingchen lowered his eyes and glanced at Lin Jie with an unclear aura.
"Master, the old lady is awake!"
After hearing the servant's report, He Tingchen took Jiang Ling back to the bedroom.
Mrs. He had already woken up in the hospital bed, and her originally blurred eyes suddenly brightened up when she saw He Tingchen.
"Zhengting, are you back? Where's Tingchen, why isn't he with you? I haven't seen him for a while, I miss him so much."
He Zhengting is the name of He Tingchen's father. The couple died in a plane accident when He Tingchen was ten years old. Now Mrs. He is unconscious and has mistakenly identified the person.
He Tingchen accompanied her and said a few words, and Mrs. He fell asleep again.
The housekeeper standing aside couldn't help but feel sad when he saw the old lady's attitude.
"Master, I want to say something. Maybe you don't like to hear it, but I still want to say it."
The housekeeper is an old man of the He family who grew up with He Zhengting. He has worked diligently in the He family for decades, and He Tingchen respects him very much.
"Uncle He, it doesn't matter if you say it."
"Master, the old lady's greatest wish is to see you get married and have children. I have been with the old lady for so many years, and I just hope that she can live the rest of her life happily."
He Tingchen said nothing with a sullen face, and the housekeeper didn't dare to force him, so he left silently. As a servant of the He family, it was out of line for him to say this.
Jiang Ling stood aside and pondered for a long time about the housekeeper's suggestion.
He Tingchen noticed the change in his expression and motioned for him to speak.
"Mr. He, I think the housekeeper's suggestion may be adopted."
Seeing He Tingchen's eyes darken instantly, Jiang Ling quickly opened his mouth to explain.
"Don't get me wrong. From a doctor's perspective, half of Mrs. He's illness is caused by psychological reasons. If the environment can be recreated, I can guarantee that it will help her condition."
Jiang Ling judged that half of Mrs. He's illness was caused by the death of her son, otherwise she would not have mistaken He Tingchen for his father He Zhengting the first time she woke up.
"Environment reappears?" He Tingchen raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling nodded and boldly suggested: "Perhaps we can find a little boy who looks similar to you to be you when you were a child. Then you can play the role of Mr. He to mentally comfort Mrs. He. In this way
It will help stabilize her condition and slow down its deterioration."
Regarding Mrs. He's illness, Jiang Ling knew that there was no cure. All he could do was slow down the deterioration of the illness and buy more time.
Upon hearing Jiang Ling's suggestion, He Tingchen's childish little face immediately appeared in his mind.
Her facial features were very similar to his, except for her eyes, which had a hint of Mu Ning Xi's stubbornness.
He Tingchen looked at Jiang Ling seriously, "Are you sure it works?"
"As long as the child I'm looking for looks similar enough, I'll be confident."
After Jiang Ling finished speaking, He Tingchen glanced at Lin Jie beside him.
Lin Jie pulled out Mu Nian'an's photo from the investigation materials and handed it to Jiang Ling.
"Dr. Jiang, take a look."
Jiang Ling saw the childish face in the photo, and compared it with He Tingchen's handsome face that made men want to scream, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Mr. He, the young master has perfectly inherited your handsomeness in appearance. It would be best if he came in person."
Lin Jie stood aside and winked at Jiang Ling desperately. Jiang Ling felt a little strange. Did he say something wrong?
Feeling a sudden rush of strong cold air in front of him, Jiang Ling slowly raised his head, and then was so frightened by He Tingchen's dark and sharp eyes that he almost had a heart attack.
Isn't this child He Tingchen's child?
There were many disputes in the wealthy family, so Jiang Ling did not dare to say anything and immediately changed the subject in order to save his life.
"Mr. He, if this child can be allowed to come, I think Mrs. He's illness will definitely get better."
He Tingchen's cold gaze fell on the one-inch photo of Mu Nian'an in front of him.
Don't blame Jiang Ling for misunderstanding, this child does have some similarities to him in facial features.
It's just that the woman Mu Ningxi is so playful, how could such a woman give birth to his son.
His injuries back then were more serious than they are now, and it was impossible for him to get a woman pregnant.
Looking at his grandma with white hair and furrowed brows on the hospital bed, there was a trace of complicated emotions in He Tingchen's eyes.
That woman Mu Ningxi really gave birth to a good son.