"Mom, I won't tell you anymore. I have to rush to pick up Mo Li." Mo Zhicheng hung up the phone and drove to the kindergarten.
It was already dark now. When Mo Zhicheng arrived at the kindergarten, the light in the guard room was still on.
"Mo Li." Mo Zhicheng came to the door and called.
"Dad, why did you come to pick me up just now?" Molly ran out with a schoolbag on her back, tears on her face.
"What's wrong with you?" Mo Zhicheng couldn't help but worry when he saw his daughter looking sad.
A sturdy aunt came out of the guard room and shouted to Mo Zhicheng: "What's wrong with you, a parent, that you came to pick up your child now?"
In the past, teachers would stay in the guard room to wait for parents to come over, but after six o'clock in the afternoon, teachers had to go home to cook, so they entrusted the janitor to take care of the children.
The aunt also wanted to go home and cook. After hearing from Mo Li that her mother was coming to pick her up, she asked Mo Li for Yang Yujuan's phone number. After calling twice and no one answered, she didn't call again and stayed with Mo Li angrily.
In the process of accompanying her, Auntie definitely didn't give Molly a good look and made some sarcastic remarks from time to time.
Molly was still a child and couldn't stand this anger, so she shed tears.
Mo Zhicheng said sheepishly: "Auntie, my wife was originally here to pick up the child, but she had something urgent and couldn't come."
"If there is something urgent, you are more anxious than your children. I have seen parents like you a lot. You deliberately excuse yourself to have something to do, and you don't know where to go to play, so that your children suffer here." The aunt did not say that she was also suffering here.
Seeing that his aunt was still "criticizing" him, Mo Zhicheng had to explain: "The child's grandmother had a stroke and was hospitalized. There is nothing we can do."
Seeing that Mo Zhicheng told the truth, the aunt said nothing more and went into the guard room to turn off the lights. It was getting dark and she was going home.
Mo Zhicheng asked Mo Li to get on the electric car and he drove home.
After returning home, Mo Zhicheng heard Liang Ping complain: "Zhicheng, Mo Yu couldn't wait for you to come back to cook, so he ate a bag of dried radish and went to study on his own."
"Alas, we didn't expect such an unexpected thing to happen." Mo Zhicheng sighed.
Whenever something happens at home, it is the child who suffers, and he sometimes feels guilty.
But what can we do? We can only try to avoid it.
Mo Zhicheng hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook. After all, his mother and the others still had to eat.
After Mo Zhicheng cooked the vegetables and let his mother and daughter eat, he had time to take out his mobile phone and call Yang Yujuan: "How is mom now?"
"I feel a little better." Yang Yujuan said, "But don't be careless. I want to have an MRI examination tomorrow morning."
Although magnetic resonance examination is very expensive, Yang Yujuan still wants to do such an examination for her mother. Only if the examination is clear can we prescribe the right medicine.
"Well, you should spend what you have to spend, don't save." Mo Zhicheng comforted, "You haven't eaten yet? I'll bring you food."
"No need, I don't want to eat now." Yang Yujuan shook her head.
At this hour, there was no food in the hospital canteen. She couldn't take care of that much, she wanted to take care of her mother first.
Yang Yuchan came over for half an hour. Seeing her here, she also said she wanted to go back to take care of the children and went home.
Yang Wenjing also came over, but after coming for a while, he asked her to borrow money, saying that he wanted to treat a girl he just met to dinner tonight.
Yang Yujuan was so angry that she scolded him a few times, and he left angrily.
Now the father comes over to look at the mother and asks her to go home now.
But how can she leave? She has to wait until her mother's medicine is finished, consult the doctor on duty, and confirm that things have improved before making any plans.
Because her father was old, Yang Yujuan did not dare to let him stay overnight and asked him to go back to rest, but he refused.
Forget it, let him stay here first, otherwise he will feel uneasy when he goes back.
"What will happen if you don't eat?" Mo Zhicheng was worried.
"Okay, I don't have time to tell you this, I'm busy." Yang Yujuan hung up the phone.
When Mo Zhicheng saw that Yang Yujuan seemed a little angry, he stopped eating and went to the kitchen to take out the insulated lunch box.
"Zhicheng, what are you doing? Why don't you come over for dinner?" Liang Ping asked strangely.
"Mom, I want to bring food to Yujuan, but she hasn't eaten yet," Mo Zhicheng said.
"Didn't you also not eat? You eat first and then deliver the food." Liang Ping said.
Mo Zhicheng shook his head: "I'm not hungry. I'll go to the hospital first."
Mo Zhicheng remembered that Yang Yujuan had a problem with him because he did not go to see his father-in-law immediately.
This time, it was a good time for him to repair his relationship with Yang Yujuan.
"You..." When Liang Ping saw Mo Zhicheng putting the food in the insulated lunch box, she opened the door and went out. She couldn't help but secretly sigh that her son was a wife slave.
Eating only takes ten minutes, is that so?
Mo Zhicheng came to the hospital with his lunch box. This time he learned the lesson and called Yang Yujuan directly to ask her which department she was in.
"I'm in the Internal Medicine Department of the inpatient department. What can I do for you?" Yang Yujuan asked, "Didn't I tell you? If you don't have anything, don't call me."
"Oh." Mo Zhicheng hung up the phone and walked towards the elevator.
It's night now and no one is taking the elevator.
When they arrived at the Department of Internal Medicine, Mo Zhicheng remembered not to ask what bed number it was.
But he's already on this floor, so it's easy to find him.
Going from ward to ward, Mo Zhicheng saw Yang Anqiu.
"Dad." Mo Zhicheng shouted happily.
Yang Anqiu was sitting listlessly on a small stool. Because he was a little tired, he felt a little sleepy just sitting there and started to take a nap.
Yang Anqiu woke up suddenly at Mo Zhicheng's call and actually fell off the stool.
"Ouch." Yang Anqiu screamed and sat on the ground.
Yang Yujuan saw that Mo Zhicheng had frightened her father so much that he fell down when he arrived. She hurriedly helped her father up and cursed angrily: "What are you doing?"
"I, I'm here to bring you food." Mo Zhicheng became timid when he saw Yang Yujuan was angry.
"What kind of food do I want you to bring? There are old and young children at home. If you are not at home to take care of them, why come here to cause trouble?" Yang Yujuan blamed.
"I'm going back now." Mo Zhicheng put the insulated lunch box next to him, and after taking two steps, he remembered that he came here in a hurry and didn't buy any fruit.
Also, he didn't chat with Xu Dan for a few words. If he left like this, it didn't seem like he was visiting the patient.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Yang Yujuan asked when she saw Mo Zhicheng standing at the door of the ward.
"I forgot to buy fruit." Mo Zhicheng said embarrassedly.
"Can my mother eat fruit now? Can't you use your brain when doing things?" Yang Yujuan glared at Mo Zhicheng, "You go home quickly, don't be an eyesore here."
Seeing what Yang Yujuan said, Mo Zhicheng had no choice but to go home.
