Liang Ping pretended not to hear and did not answer.
She understood that no matter what kind of woman she was, as long as Mo Zhicheng liked her she would be fine.
If she says anything more, her son's marriage will be broken up.
Alas, she is old and should not care about young people's affairs.
Now she realizes it, but also regrets it.
To be honest, compared with Yang Yujuan and Li Huabing, Li Huabing and Yang Yujuan are far behind.
I really didn't expect that Li Huabing's quality would be so poor.
But there is no regret medicine in this world, and Liang Ping had no choice.
The days went by like this day by day. If Yang Yujuan was working the night shift, Mo Zhicheng would change classes with his colleagues and go pick up Mo Li.
If there is no other way, let Song Liang and the others pick it up.
And if Mo Zhicheng couldn't cook at noon, Deng Xiaoying would ask Mo Yu to go to her house for dinner.
Sometimes Jiu Po saw Mo Yu and asked her to go to her home for dinner, which moved Mo Zhicheng.
True love can only be seen in times of adversity, and many neighbors helped Mo Zhicheng.
Even Chen Shangdong and Lin Shanfeng would ask with concern how Liang Ping was doing when they saw Mo Zhicheng.
Therefore, Mo Zhicheng felt that Xiangyang Apartment suddenly felt a lot warmer.
A few days later, Liang Ping's condition improved a bit and she could move her hands and feet.
When Mo Zhicheng wanted his mother to walk, he found that her mother would fall down whenever she walked.
Mo Zhicheng was surprised. After asking the doctor, he learned that Liang Ping's second stroke may have blocked the balanced nerve tube. She is now like a child and cannot walk.
If Liang Ping wants to walk, she has to learn to walk again like a child.
This worries Mo Zhicheng, because old people like Liang Ping may fall if they learn to walk like children.
Once an old man falls, he may never get up again.
"Doctor, is there any other good way?" Mo Zhicheng asked.
"No, she can only learn to walk again. I suggest you watch her and help her walk. She should get used to it slowly. But this is a very optimistic approach. Generally speaking, such an old person has lost his balance.
, it is very difficult to learn it again." The doctor told Mo Zhicheng about his previous experience.
Because it is inconvenient for the elderly to walk and they have lost their balance, they are afraid of falling and generally do not learn to walk.
Many people sit in wheelchairs and gradually become dependent on the wheelchair and no longer want to walk.
As time goes by, it becomes impossible to walk at all.
Mo Zhicheng became even more nervous after hearing the doctor's analysis.
Liang Ping next to her became even more nervous after hearing this: "Ah, doctor, will I never be able to walk again?"
The doctor then remembered that Liang Ping was by his side, and he said hurriedly: "Didn't I just say that? As long as you work hard, you can still walk. You have to work hard on your own."
"I, I will work hard." Liang Ping bit her lip lightly.
Then Liang Ping said to Mo Zhicheng: "Please help me walk."
"Auntie, I suggest you buy crutches and other things so that you can walk safely," the doctor advised.
Seeing this, Mo Zhicheng asked his mother to sit on the hospital bed first while he ran to the shop outside the People's Hospital to buy crutches.
Usually when Mo Zhicheng buys things, he always picks the cheapest ones.
But this time I bought crutches, and the most expensive one cost more than 100 yuan.
Back in the Fourth Department of Internal Medicine, when Mo Zhicheng gave Liang Ping the crutches to use, when she stood up and tried to walk with the crutches, her body tilted and she was about to fall to the side.
Mo Zhicheng hurriedly supported Liang Ping and asked worriedly: "Mom, be careful."
"Oh, Zhicheng, the doctor is right, mom is useless." Liang Ping said frustratedly.
"No, Mom, you will definitely be able to walk in the future." Mo Zhicheng said.
"Teacher Mo, you should buy a walker for the elderly, with four legs and two hands to hold on, and you can walk slowly." A family member of a patient next to him reminded Mo Zhicheng.
Mo Zhicheng was stunned for a moment and asked: "What kind is it?"
"This kind of thing." The family member handed over his mobile phone and asked Mo Zhicheng to see it.
This patient's family has it, but because he came to be hospitalized this time, his family members did not bring him with him.
Mo Zhicheng looked at it and knew what it was.
He ran out to the store to buy it again. Although the family member said he could buy it online for a few dozen yuan, Mo Zhicheng asked his mother to use it quickly.
It was more than 100 yuan, made of stainless steel. After Mo Zhicheng got it back, Liang Ping was going to use it.
When the nurse passed by, she walked into the ward: "Aunt Liang needs to move around every day. You must not lie on the bed or sit all the time. Without blood circulation, the condition will worsen."
Liang Ping held on to the walker, not knowing how to use it.
The family member was there to teach Liang Ping, and Liang Ping understood.
But even if she understood, she was not used to using this thing. As soon as she stood up, she held on to the handles on both sides tightly and couldn't move her feet.
Mo Zhicheng whispered from the side: "Mom, walk slowly, don't be in a hurry. Even if you can't walk now, if you can stand up, your blood will circulate."
"I'll move slowly." Liang Ping said, pushing the walker with her hands, but her feet seemed unable to move.
Liang Ping was anxious. She leaned and was about to fall to the side. Mo Zhicheng hurriedly supported her.
"Zhicheng, maybe I can't do it." Liang Ping said worriedly.
"Mom, let me help you first, step by step." Mo Zhicheng supported Liang Ping and walked forward step by step.
At this time, Mo Zhicheng suddenly thought that his mother must have taught him to walk when he was a child.
Now, in turn, he has taught his mother to walk.
Liang Ping moved awkwardly. It took her almost half an hour to walk a few meters from the hospital bed to the door.
At this time, Liang Ping's forehead was sweating, and she said painfully: "Zhicheng, I really can't survive. I have to lie down from now on."
"Mom, please go back and rest first. Don't be discouraged." Mo Zhicheng asked his mother to let go of the walker and helped her back to the hospital bed.
Although it was only half an hour, Liang Ping felt very tired.
Mo Zhicheng asked Liang Ping to lie on the bed and prepared to go home and make porridge.
Today is Sunday, Mo Yu and Mo Li are both at home.
When Mo Zhicheng is not free, Mo Yu cooks and stir-fries.
Yesterday, Mo Yu also cooked lean meat porridge, and Mo Zhicheng went back to get it.
"Ring, ring, ring." Mo Zhicheng's cell phone rang.
Mo Zhicheng took a look and saw that it was his mother's cell phone.
Liang Ping's cell phone was kept at home, and if it wasn't Mo Yu, it was Mo Li who called her.
Mo Zhicheng pressed the answer button, and Mo Li's voice came from the phone: "Dad, my sister and I are going to the hospital to see grandma now, okay?"
"If you want to come over, I will drive you over in a while," Mo Zhicheng said.
"No, my sister said she would take me on her bicycle, and we will also deliver lean meat porridge to grandma." Molly said proudly.
"This can't be done, it's not safe." Mo Zhicheng was worried.
"Dad, it's okay. I'm such an old man, can't I still carry my sister on a bicycle?" Mo Yu's voice came from the mobile phone.
