"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zhicheng asked worriedly.
"No...nothing..." Liang Ping had a little difficulty speaking now.
Mo Zhicheng said: "If you feel uncomfortable in any way, just tell me and don't hide it."
"Zhicheng, do you blame mom?" Liang Ping asked.
Mo Zhicheng shook his head and said: "What's so strange about this? It's my fault. If I had discovered something happened to you earlier last night and came to the hospital earlier, you would have been fine earlier."
"Well, I'm old and I know my health problems." Liang Ping sighed softly, "Some time ago, I had dizziness. I thought I was not in good health, but I didn't expect it was a stroke. I heard Jiupo say before
However, if you suffer a second stroke, your body will suffer serious consequences, and you may not be able to stand up in the future."
Having said this, Liang Ping wanted to raise her hand, but found that she still couldn't.
Mo Zhicheng comforted him: "Mom, don't worry too much. The doctor said you will be fine."
"Don't lie to me. I know my own affairs. I estimate that I will have to lie down and be unable to get up and walk for the rest of my life. If I hadn't quarreled with Yujuan before, she wouldn't have divorced you. It was me.
I have harmed you and this family." Liang Ping shed tears as she spoke.
"No, our fate has ended, I won't blame you." Mo Zhicheng was afraid that if his mother continued to cry like this, it would affect her condition, so she hurriedly comforted her.
But Liang Ping said she wouldn't cry if she didn't want to. The more she cried, the sadder she became and her voice became louder and louder.
Mo Zhicheng was anxious: "Mom, there's really nothing wrong with you. The doctor said you will be fine. But if you keep crying like this, it will affect your condition and cause big problems."
"What?" Liang Ping was shocked when she heard Mo Zhicheng's words and didn't dare to cry. "Zhicheng, the doctor said I will really be okay?"
"It's true, haven't you noticed? You can speak now, but you couldn't speak yesterday." Mo Zhicheng explained.
Liang Ping was right when she thought about it. She felt in a daze yesterday. When did she come to the hospital? Who sent her here didn't know?
"By the way, how are Mo Yu and Mo Li doing now?" Liang Ping was worried.
"It's okay, Yujuan will stay with them at night, and Song Liang and his wife will also take care of them," Mo Zhicheng said.
"Song Liang and the others are good people." Liang Ping felt a little embarrassed.
In the apartment before, Liang Ping looked down on Song Liang and the others who came from the countryside, and felt that they were a little different from people in the city.
But now I heard Mo Zhicheng say that if it hadn't been for the help of Song Liang's family last night, they wouldn't have known what to do.
"Mom, let's not talk about it for now. You can have something to eat." Mo Zhicheng understood his mother's character and tried to persuade her, but it still had an effect.
Sure enough, after listening to Mo Zhicheng's persuasion, Liang Ping gained some confidence in her body.
Liang Ping fed Liang Ping and finished the porridge, chatted with her for half an hour, and then went to get hot water to wipe her body.
Because of Liang Ping's current situation, she couldn't take a shower by herself because she kept wearing diapers. If she didn't scrub her body, it would be bad for her skin.
So after Liang Ping finished eating her porridge, Mo Zhicheng had already untied her diaper to let her skin dry out.
Otherwise, something will happen to her skin.
After all, she was his mother, so Mo Zhicheng couldn't care less and helped her wash herself.
After completing this, Mo Zhicheng gave Liang Ping some medicine and said, "Mom, please take a rest. I want to go home to take a bath and take a look at the child."
"Zhicheng, please leave me alone. I have diapers anyway, so I can stay here by myself." Liang Ping said to Mo Zhicheng.
Although she couldn't ring the call bell, there were other patients' family members nearby, so she could just ask them for help.
Now Liang Ping regrets it. If Yang Yujuan was still here, her son would not have to work so hard.
When she suffered a stroke, Yang Yujuan and Mo Zhicheng took turns watching her, and she didn't need diapers.
Alas, if she had not always targeted Yang Yujuan at that time, things like this might not have happened now.
If Yang Yujuan wants to take care of her mother's family, just take care of her. If she wants to give money to Yang Wenjing, just give it to her.
As an old man, why do you care so much?
Not only is her son working hard now, but her two granddaughters are also pitiful. Seeing how pitiful they are at home sometimes makes Liang Ping feel sad.
No matter what, we still can't let our parents divorce, otherwise our children will suffer.
Thinking of this, Liang Ping shed tears again.
"Mom, why are you crying again? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Zhicheng was worried again.
"No, sand blew into my eyes." Liang Ping covered up.
But how could Mo Zhicheng believe what Liang Ping said? In a place like this, let alone sand, there is no wind.
Mo Zhicheng asked Liang Ping again if she felt unwell. After confirming that she was fine, Mo Zhicheng asked Liang Ping to lie down on the hospital bed and walked out of the ward.
"Nurse, I have to go home first and I'll be here later. If there's anything special, just call me." Mo Zhicheng said sheepishly.
"It's okay, you can go back." The nurse knew the relationship between Mo Zhicheng and Yang Yujuan and didn't say much.
Mo Zhicheng hurried home. It would cost a lot of money for his mother to be hospitalized. He didn't eat fast food outside. He thought he could just order some noodles when he went home.
Anyway, with two bowls of noodles, he won't be hungry.
There were lights at home, and Yang Yujuan's voice teaching Mo Li could be heard from time to time.
With a "pop" sound, the door closed and made a sound.
"Hey, is there someone? Is dad back?" Molly heard a sound outside and ran out hurriedly, ignoring her studies.
When Mo Li saw it was Mo Zhicheng, she shouted happily: "Dad, you are back."
"Yes, Molly, have you eaten?" Mo Zhicheng felt a little more at ease when he saw a smile on Molly's face.
What happened to her mother last night made Molly turn blue with fright.
The child was still young, so she must have been frightened when she saw something like this happening. Fortunately, the child did not go to the hospital last night, otherwise she would have been even more frightened.
But now Yang Yujuan is at home, which is of great help to the child's mental stability.
"Dad, I've eaten, have you eaten?" Molly asked back.
"Dad didn't eat, so I'll just order some noodles." Mo Zhicheng laughed at himself.
"There is still food in the kitchen, you can eat it." Yang Yujuan's voice floated out from the room, but she did not come out.
Mo Zhicheng was delighted after hearing this and asked Mo Li to go back to her room to study while he went into the kitchen to serve the food.
He had been hungry early in the morning. If he hadn't wanted to save some money, he would have eaten fast food outside just now.
Mo Zhicheng devoured the meal, washed the bowl, came to the door of the room, and said gratefully: "Yujuan, please excuse me."
"Don't tell me this, you are busy with your business." Yang Yujuan did not raise her head, as if she didn't want to see Mo Zhicheng.
Seeing this, Mo Zhicheng hurriedly went to take a shower and washed his and his mother's dirty clothes.
