When he arrived at the hospital, his father was waiting on his mother to wash, and his breakfast was just in time to eat.

"You said you were so busy with your work, why did you come here?" Ruan Xiaoxi began to nag again.

But Qiao Li Ting felt that every word his mother said was very nice.

"Mom, I'm busy 365 days a year. Can't I take a day off for myself? Don't you want to see your son more? " Qiao Li Ting asked.

"Well, rest well, rest well. I want to see you, as long as you don't mind my nagging. " Said Ruan Xiaoxi.

"I don't mind, mom, you say, I'll listen." Qiao Li Ting said, putting breakfast in front of his mother.

Ruan Xiaoxi can't eat after a few mouthfuls. Qiao Liting finally understands why his mother's body is getting thinner and thinner. How can he be fat if he eats so well? How to have enough nutrition to restore the body?

After a while, a group of doctors came to check Ruan Xiaoxi. Qiao Liting and his father were watching all the time.

Looking at the doctor's examination, everyone's face is very dignified. Qiao Liting believes that his mother's condition is really serious.

"Dad, stay with mom. I'll go for a while." Qiao Li Ting said and went out with a group of doctors.

In the conference room, Qiao Liting sat there, waiting for the doctor to give a conclusion.

According to the examination, Ruan Xiaoxi's cerebral blood vessels have been blocked for a long time, and there are signs of brain cell failure.

"I want to know how to treat it. I don't want to hear nonsense!"

After listening to the doctor's words, he didn't give a final conclusion for a long time, so he slapped the table impatiently and yelled.

All the voices were immediately silenced. The conference room was quiet. No one dared to make any more noise.

Joe Li Ting's eyes swept them one by one. Seeing their timid appearance, he really wanted to weigh them out.

Seeing that they are all experts in the industry, Qiao Liting reluctantly let them stay if they could contribute to their mother's illness.

He breathed out secretly. Qiao Li Ting suppressed his emotion, and then said, "the disease has been discussed for a long time. Now I want to know whether my mother's disease can be cured."

As a matter of fact, Qiao Liting had already heard everyone's meaning. His mother's illness was very serious and difficult, but he just wanted to hear a definite conclusion.

"Mr. Qiao, your father's illness is really out of control. As far as I know, there are few cured cases at present."

One of them replied in embarrassment.

"What Dr. Wang said is what I want to say. Now the only thing we can do is to do our best to extend your father's life and reduce her pain for the rest of the time. "

Dr. Du continued.

Other doctors either agreed or nodded. Others suggested going abroad.

But Qiao Li Ting knew that if there was a way abroad, his father would not come back with his mother.

He didn't speak any more. He stood up and walked out of the conference room. As he walked out the door, he said, "from now on, come up with your plan and do your best."

Seeing that Qiao Li Ting left, all the doctors and experts were relieved. Then they had a discussion for a while, determined the best treatment plan, and then assigned their own tasks before the meeting ended.

Qiao Liting doesn't want to go back to his mother's ward immediately. He is afraid to face his mother's illness, and he can't laugh any more.