Boss Miao woke up slowly, his eyes were dull, but he still recognized Miao Miao.
"You're back..." He said weakly, and stretched out his hand again, trying to hold his daughter's hand.
Miaomiao held his dry hand, her nose was a little sore, "Well, I'm back. How do you feel?"
"It won't work anymore." Mr. Miao smiled bitterly and looked at the two children again, "Wanjia, when did you get married and have children? You didn't even tell your father?"
Miaomiao didn't answer, but said to the two children: "Call me grandpa."
"Hello, grandpa." Miao Sichen called out obediently.
The younger sister didn't say anything, but touched her grandfather's big hand with her little hand.
Boss Miao's eyes instantly moistened, his lips trembled slightly, and he said with mixed emotions: "Wan Jia, before dad died, he could see that you were living well and he could close his eyes. Dad has owed you all these years.
Don’t remember hating Dad.”
"It's all over. I won't look back." Miaomiao smiled lightly and comforted him and said, "You take good care of your health and don't be too pessimistic."
Seeing her grandfather's tears falling from the corners of her eyes, Miao Jingtian took out a tissue from her pocket and reached over to wipe her grandfather's tears.
This "sweet crit" made Mr. Miao even more excited. His hands were shaking so much that he took the tissue from his granddaughter's hand and kept saying, "Thank you, baby, grandpa will wipe it himself."
Miao Laosan was also very moved as he watched from the side, and said: "Brother, look at how popular Wan Jia is, these two kids, you have to cheer up!"
Mr. Miao cried and covered his face and said, "It's too late. The doctor has already given me a death verdict."
"Then how many people have been cured and resurrected after being given a death sentence? If you don't do anything else now, just look at your two children and say whether you want to live or not? Sometimes, this disease is just a state of mind.
If you have a good attitude, the cancer cells will be gone." Miao Laosan persuaded him earnestly.
Miaomiao looked at her third uncle and then at her father. The relationship between the two brothers seemed to be better than before in the past few years.
Miaomiao also said: "Dad, please take good care of your health. I won't be in a hurry to leave when I come back this time. I will bring the children over to see you when I have time."
Boss Miao wiped his tears and said, "Wanjia, can you leave your phone number with Dad? If you have nothing to do, send Dad some videos of your children. Dad will feel better."
Miao Miao smiled and said, "Okay, of course."
After that, he took out his mobile phone from the small table and added WeChat.
After staying for a while, the two children couldn't stay any longer, and Miaomiao asked to leave.
"Goodbye, grandpa." Miao Sichen said politely.
Miao Laosan stood up and said, "Wanjia, my third uncle will give you a treat."
After coming out of the ward, Wang Yan and Aunt Miao were no longer outside, and they didn't know where they went. They walked towards the elevator, and Miao Miao asked about her father's true condition.
"Third Uncle, was my dad just having a flashback?"
Miao Laosan pondered for a moment and nodded, "I think so. You should be mentally prepared in the past two days."
"Okay, I understand." Miaomiao stood in front of the elevator, feeling very heavy.
When the elevator door opened, Miaomiao said, "Let's go first. If you need anything, call me."
"Let's go."
After entering the elevator, the brother and sister both looked up at their mother, looking very worried. The brother said, "Mommy, is grandpa going to heaven?"
"Yeah." Miaomiao muttered, looked at the children again, and comforted, "Mommy is fine."
The brother and sister leaned their heads on Mommy and said, "Mommy, don't be sad, you still have me and my sister."
"When a family member dies, everyone will be sad. But Mommy will control it, don't worry." Miao Miao touched the heads of the two little brothers and sisters.
After getting out of the elevator, the mother and son walked towards the hospital door.
People were coming and going in the hospital, and a person holding a child walked towards him. In such a hurry, Miao Jingtian bumped into him and almost fell down.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The mother holding the child said apologetically, bending down to look at Miao Jingtian, "Is something okay?"
Seeing that her daughter was not crying, Miaomiao said, "It's okay."
The mother holding the child also stood up straight, "I'm so anxious, the child has a fever - Miaomiao?"
"Si Nuan?"
The two of them looked at each other and recognized each other, with shocked expressions on their faces!
"When did you return to Ningcheng?" Shan Sinuan asked excitedly, "Where have you been these years?"
Miaomiao was also very happy to see her old friend, "I just came back."
"Hurry up, add a WeChat message first. My son has a fever. I'll take him to see a doctor first. I'll find you later. You can't run away this time." Shan Sinuan said angrily.
Miaomiao took out her mobile phone and exchanged WeChat messages with her, "Take your child to see a doctor quickly and contact her later."
We met in a hurry and parted in a hurry.
After coming out of the hospital, Miao Sichen asked curiously: "Mommy, who was that aunt just now?"
"Mommy's old best friend."
"oh."
Han Tingzhou got out of the car and opened the door, "It was pretty fast."
"The old man is so thin that I feel uncomfortable. My third uncle said that it only happened in the past two days." Miao Miao fastened the safety belts on the children and said.
Han Tingzhou sighed, started the car and drove out of the hospital.
"I booked a family restaurant so the kids can have a place to play after eating."
"Okay." Miaomiao looked out the car window, looking vaguely, obviously having something on her mind.
In the hospital, Shan Sinuan took the child to see a doctor, paid the fee, and went to the intravenous drip room. When the child was clamoring not to get the injection, Shan Chenghao came.
"Little Xingxing, uncle is here, can you give me an injection?" Shan Chenghao gently coaxed Little Xingxing and said with a very good attitude, not showing a trace of impatience or anger because of the child's crying.
Little Xingxing saw her uncle coming and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, I don't want to get an injection."
"We can't get better without an injection." Shan Chenghao said, holding him on his lap, pinching his small wrist with one hand, and slowly handed it to the nurse.
"Little Xingxing, after you finish the injection later, okay? Uncle will take you to eat your favorite pizza, okay? Also, uncle will play games with you."
"Really? Can I play games?" Little Xingxing asked in disbelief, and glanced at her mother again. The child had a fever, his eyes were misty, and he looked pitiful.
"You obediently take the injection and take the medicine. Mom allows you to play with your uncle for a while." Shan Sinuan also felt sorry for the child and agreed.
"Well, then I'll be obedient." After Little Xingxing said it, she felt something was wrong. When she lowered her head, she saw that the injection had already been inserted.
"Tracked?" He broke into tears and smiled.
"It doesn't hurt, does it? Uncle and mother didn't lie to you, did they?" Shan Chenghao said to him with a smile, "After the injection, the fever will go away. If you eat more in a while, you will get better quickly."
Shan Sinuan breathed a sigh of relief. Every time the child disobeyed, it was his brother who would deal with it. Ever since Little Xingxing was born, his brother had treated him like a treasure. He doted on him and loved him so much that he really held it in his hands for fear of dropping it.
, I'm afraid it will melt if I hold it in my mouth.
In the past few years, my brother is still alone and has not been looking for him again. He looks much lonely and older. As a younger sister, she has really put a lot of thought into his marriage. Now she often goes to the dating corner when she has time to help her brother.