Chapter 411

Name:Young Master Mu's Doted Wife Author:
But she vaguely remembers that grandma said that she just wanted to accompany Xiaobai for a long time, or else she would have gone with her grandfather and mother.

At that time, Ji Wanbai didn't feel much, but now, she realized how selfish she was, how painful chemotherapy was, how uncomfortable living in the hospital every day, and how depressed she was eating those awful food all day.

Which of these is easier than death.

When Ji Wanbai checked the cancer information, almost every information mentioned the problem of age. Basically, for the elderly over the age of 70, doctors don't recommend chemotherapy or major surgery. As they get older, they will bear more pain.

Those Ji Wanbai didn't see it, but she avoided it selectively. At that time, she thought, why do people want to die if they can live? How old they are, they all have the right to survive. However selfish and hateful she is!

Mu Li night's in the heart has to turn over the mountain to pour the sea to be like surging in his heart agitation, she gave up!

That strong sense of powerlessness came to his whole body, and he also had such despair.

But at that time has become a foregone conclusion, but now for Ji Wanbai is suffering!

He patted the girl on the back and said slowly, "I'll get ready right away. When grandma wakes up, she will have the best spicy hot and baked potatoes."

Ji Wanbai fell into the man's arms and nodded gratefully: "well, thank you!"

The corner of Mu Li's mouth is filled with a radian, but it is bitter and astringent, and can't smile.

Muli night out to call, with the fastest speed back to the ward, nothing else, so has been holding Ji Wanbai, give her to rely on, let her rely on his arms.

And Ji Wanbai fell there quietly, saying nothing.

She didn't dare to express her worry, and even more she didn't dare to say some sad words, but how could she say those inspiring and inspiring words? It was like a joke.

In the ward, a room is quiet, only the frequency of tick on the instrument can appease people.

Time does not know how long, Ji Wanbai just remembered, this matter must inform mi ruoja.

In addition to grandma's worry about her, there is also worry about miroja.

Some time ago, the news about miroja and Shen Mochen just came out, and Mrs. Xie was extremely worried and scolded miroja.

The three of them, like the last relatives in the world, are close together.

When miroja received the phone call, she couldn't believe her ears. She fainted in banliwan. She jumped out of bed and didn't dare to come to the hospital for a moment.

When she arrived at the hospital, Ji Wanbai was still nestled in the arms of Muli night. When she came, Ji Wanbai just raised her eyelids slightly. There was no need for politeness between them.

Miroja didn't say anything, so she sat quietly opposite, looking at the old lady with dark gray face.

Time is flowing quietly in the ears of the three people. The sound of ticking and the beating sound of the instrument is gradually calming down in their hearts.

The person who breaks this terrible calm is Xu an. When he receives the call from muliye, he immediately makes a reservation for the fastest flight and comes back. Muliye is not without other people, but at this time, he likes to have a familiar person around Ji Wanbai to make her feel at ease.

When Xu an came back, at eight o'clock in the evening, old lady Xie was still in a coma at that time. Xu an came up in a hurry to have a look and said that he wanted to buy something to eat. It was obvious that no one had eaten.

But muliye said that he didn't need to, and soon asked everyone to go to the restaurant for dinner.

In the restaurant of the hospital, the food was simple. Muli had people prepare hot pot at night. He remembers that last time when she ate hot pot at miroja's home, she was in a good mood after she came back.

He hotpot, very good, lively!

And eating for a long time, everyone's mood can be relieved, muliye thought so, and put a piece of meat into Ji Wanbai's bowl.

At the table for four, Ji Wanbai and miroja naturally have the least appetite. When they came down to the restaurant just now, miroja asked Xu an about the old lady's illness. It turned out that they were so serious.

Muliye is so careful to wait on jiwanbai to eat. When she sees the cooked food, she puts it into her, and Xu an takes care of miroja occasionally.

If we say that there are two places in the world that will not have holidays, one is the railway station and the airport, and the second is the hospital.

People come and go in an endless stream.

"Xiaobai, you eat, grandma wake up, also want to see you well." Miroja advised.

In fact, she can't lift chopsticks herself. In the face of this situation, she is more worried than anyone else.

Ten years ago the car accident, her world collapsed, but now it is suffering, grinding people's suffering.

Ji Wanbai moved his chopsticks and put a piece of fish in the bowl into her mouth. She took a bite, but she thought it was delicious.

"This fish fillet is..."

Some people say that the most unforgettable thing in the world is taste, which can be remembered all one's life. For Ji Wanbai at this time, it is like this.

Before Ji Wanbai finished, Xu an immediately replied, "Miss Ji, you still remember the taste, don't you? This is the one at the gate of your primary school. They are still doing it. It's just that they've been back to their hometown for the Spring Festival these days, but I've asked someone to take them back to Jiangcheng! "

Ji Wanbai looked at the pot of red soup in front of him in consternation. It turned out that he was the soup base made of spicy hot material. No wonder it was so delicious!

Thinking of this, Ji Wanbai took a few more mouthfuls of the food in the bowl. The ingredients were not as delicate as the roadside stalls, but the taste was so good. After a while, Ji Wanbai ate the food that had been piled up in the bowl.

Muli looked at the woman eating the clean bottom of the bowl, and finally relaxed her look. Ji Wanbai, who had eaten, seemed to be in a much better spirit. The fog on the hot pot filled the woman's face and made her little face red, which made her look a little more lovely.

After eating chili, lips are moistened with a particularly conspicuous red luster, which looks more and more attractive.

But, Mu Li night has no evil idea now, only think that Ji Wan Bai's mood is better at last.