Tang Shuirou fell to the ground like mud, her cheeks were red and swollen, her mouth was bleeding, and she was no longer human.
Her eyes are still open.
Dementia, confusion, unwillingness.
All kinds of emotions are gathered in the pupils.
I just feel exhausted all over, my head is confused, and I don't even have the strength to move my fingers.
He was slapped to death.
The other Tang family members witnessed all this, their eyes filled with fear and fear.
"Who else?"
Qin Feng asked lightly: "Point it out."
All the Tang family members trembled and turned to look at Tang Qingqian.
Fear, helplessness, pleading.
The women who had helped Tang Shuirou fell to their knees with a plop, their eyes despairing.
"never mind."
Tang Qingqian came back to her senses: "I want to see grandma."
She wanted to see her grandma one last time and was extremely anxious.
Qin Feng nodded: "Okay."
The Tang family consciously retreated and made way for a passage.
Tang Mingyuan lay on the ground with resentful eyes.
He quietly took out his mobile phone, recorded a video of the two people together, and sent it to a number.
In the ward across the door, Qin Feng met Tang Guizhi.
He is in his eighties and has silver hair.
Her eyes were closed, the dark circles were heavy, and her lips were deep purple.
The face of a dying person.
"grandmother……"
Tang Qingqian knelt in front of the hospital bed and held the old lady's hand:
"My granddaughter came to see you. You have suffered so much for so many years..."
Her pear blossoms are covered with rain, and her back is shaking.
"How long has grandma been sick?"
Qin Feng stood aside: "Is there no way to cure it?"
He didn't know that Tang Qingqian also had a seriously ill grandmother, and wondered why he never told him.
"Grandma has been ill for many years. Since the year my father passed away, she has fallen into a severe coma."
Tang Qingqian wiped the corners of his eyes:
"The doctor diagnosed that she has ALS."
"It was too late when it was discovered, and there was no cure in the world."
"So we adopted conservative treatment and used machines and medicine to maintain her life."
Her voice became more subdued:
"But it won't last long. I know this day will come sooner or later."
"I wouldn't have arrived so quickly."
She has had a deep relationship with her grandmother since she was a child.
My mother is frail and sick, and my father is busy with his career.
She was raised by her grandmother.
Qin Feng frowned: "You study medicine, work hard to improve your medical skills, and want to go abroad. Could it be because..."
He thought of the firmness in Tang Qingqian's eyes when he mentioned that he was going to study abroad in the restaurant that day.
"yes."
Tang Qingqian took a deep breath:
"ALS is an insurmountable problem all over the world, but the Harvard Medical Laboratory in the United States has been conducting research on this disease."
"They are the most advanced laboratory in the world on this subject."
"So I want to see if I can do anything for grandma..."
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment and sighed.
When the world lost hope, she chose to create hope with her own hands.
What a strong heart and belief.
No wonder she is always so cold and indifferent to anyone.
My heart is burdened with so much, how can I relax?
"Thank you……"
Tang Qingqian turned her head, her eyes suddenly surprised.
Qin Feng had already bent down and held his hand on Tang Guizhi's wrist.
He closed his eyes and discerned carefully.
Tang Qingqian's eyelashes trembled. She had seen Qin Feng in this state countless times.
Every time, a miracle can be created.
The next second.
She shook her head. ALS is an incurable disease.
The mortality rate far exceeds that of all known cancers, making it a difficult problem that cannot be overcome by current medicine.
Qin Feng couldn't do it either.
"Qin Feng, forget it."
Tang Qingqian said hoarsely: "Thank you for your kindness, but Chinese medicine cannot cure ALS, nor can it save my grandma..."
Qin Feng ignored it, closed his eyes and asked:
"Do you still remember who grandma met before she fell into coma?"
Tang Qingqian was slightly startled: "No, I don't really remember."
"It happened many years ago."
"I remember the day my father passed away. On the way back from the funeral, my grandma suddenly fainted."
"It was raining heavily that day, and grandma fell in the rain, still muttering my father's name..."
The old things were brought up again, and the sadness in Tang Qingqian's beautiful eyes became a little more sad.
"Funeral funeral, cemetery, heavy rain..."
Qin Feng opened his eyes: "I know where the disease is."
"What?"
Tang Qingqian didn't hear clearly: "What do you know?"
Qin Feng stood up and looked outside the door.
The door of the ward was surrounded by the Tang family. When he looked at it, everyone pretended to walk away as if nothing had happened.
"Grandma doesn't have ALS."
Qin Feng looked at Tang Qingqian:
"For so many years, you have been using the wrong medicine."
"What?"
Tang Qingqian stood up, her lips trembling: "You said my grandma doesn't have ALS?"