Chapter 270

Shushu was so worried that at this time, she could not say anything but nodded silently“ Teacher, you don't say, I understand, I understand! You are good at treatment, no matter it is early or late, you have to be strong, because the teacher's mother is more vulnerable than you... "She solemnly promised," I will do my best to do the Japanese animation show. "

"Well, it's hard for you. You and Xia Yang..."

Shushu shook his head, "it's not difficult, teacher, you are my mentor, more like my father, I will do well, public and private clearly."

Davin nodded cheerfully.

Shu Shu insists on not letting Da Wen go back to the studio, but taking him home. Now she has no idea about the appointment with Ling Qiao. She wants to say that all of a sudden, she can't abandon her teacher at this time.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Dong'Er standing on the carpet, holding the coffee table, concentrating on watching the cartoon on TV. I don't know if she can understand it. And Jiang Yunfang is sitting on the sofa, her waist is not good, can only rely on. Fortunately, winter won't walk, or I don't know how to do it.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Yunfang asked, "old man, how did you come back?" She couldn't turn around, she just turned her face.

Shu Shu took a look at Da Wen and cheered him on. "Madam, we have something to do, so we came back." She sat on the sofa holding daven, "teacher, I'll pour you a glass of water first..."

Daven nodded slightly, his face was still very bad. After all, it was a matter of life. Who could pat his chest in front of death and say I'm not afraid of death?!

Xiao Dong'Er saw her mother coming and went into her arms. Shu Shu picked up Dong'Er, put her on the carpet, reached out to touch her daughter's hair, "Dong'Er is good, sit down, don't move, be good..." Dong'Er seemed to understand her mother's mood, and sat still.

Shu Shu poured a cup of boiling water and handed it to daven, "teacher, here you are."

Daven took it and took a sip. There was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Jiang Yunfang was made uncomfortable by their calm appearance, "old man, what's the matter? What happened to the studio? "

Davin started coughing, coughing violently. Shu Shu took out a paper towel for him, patted him uneasily on the back to help him with his anger. Tears were in the corner of her eyes. She didn't mean to cry, but she didn't have the heart to suffer from this kind of illness when the teacher was very old.

"Keke..." after a violent cough, daven vomited a pool of blood on the tissue, on his hands, and even on his trousers.

Jiang Yunfang was worried. "Oh, old man, your cough is worse than last night... So much blood, it must be in your throat."

"Teacher's mother," Shu Shu looked at Jiang Yunfang tearfully and said, "just now the teacher went to the hospital for examination. The doctor said... The doctor said..."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Yunfang amplified the volume, she can't stand this kind of inexplicable tension, "Shushu, you are quick to say ah, don't dawdle!"

Dawen threw the bloody tissue in the paper basket, and Shu Shu quickly took out a few more for him, "teacher's mother, you are not in good health, don't worry... The doctor said, the teacher has lung cancer, early or late still need further examination."

Jiang Yunfang's eyes widened, and he stayed in the same place as if he had been spirited away, neither crying nor speaking. After a long time, she shook her head with a smile, "you two are joking. Ha ha, don't make such a joke. Cough a few times, spit a few blood is lung cancer? Who believes it Regardless of everything, she straightened up and said, "it's just a cough, old man. I'll take loquat cough syrup for you and eat it." With that, she turned to the locker in a flurry and didn't care if her knee hit the corner of the coffee table. She looked for it drawer by drawer. "Where's the loquat cough syrup? I remember I put it here... Where is it

Shu Shu came forward and took her arm, "teacher, we didn't cheat you. What's the meaning of making fun of the teacher's life?"

Jiang Yunfang's eyebrows twitch slightly and the wrinkles around her eyes are more obvious. Her youth is no longer there. She is old. She has no children. She can't live without her husband. Jiang Yunfang's legs softened and fell into Shushu's arms. Her waist was too sore to stand up. She was afraid that she would never stand up again.

Shu Shu holds Jiang Yunfang with both hands, for fear that she will fall down. "Teacher, don't do this... The teacher is afraid that you can't accept it. What he worries about most is you. You can't fall down." Shu Shu helped her to sit next to Da Wen, "mother, things are not so terrible. You see, the teacher is not so good at his side."

Jiang Yunfang stretched out a boring hand, touched her husband's face tremblingly, and scolded painfully, "old man, I want to settle accounts with you! You've been busy all your life. I don't hate your design. But if you dare to leave me, I will hate you. "

Dawen's hand was also dull and waxy yellow. He held his wife's hand tightly. "Wife, I don't have time to accompany you now... Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's all life... What can't be seen after living such a long life? If you can cure it, you'll live a few more years. If you can't cure it, you'll go... I'm not worried about Shu Shu or Shen Jing. I'm worried about you. "

"You dead old man, you can see through, but I can't see through... If your front foot is dead, I'll follow you."

In the sofa, the old couple burst into tears, hugging and weeping. Shushu saw the teacher's tears for the first time, which is a kind of reluctant to give up life and nostalgia for the world. They have gone through the vicissitudes of time together, endured hardships together, struggled together, enjoyed happiness together, supported each other, and lived in the same boat. Shushu's heart is deeply moved in addition to heartache. If she and Lingqiao can spend the rest of their lives in this way, then everything is worth it.

Dong'Er, sitting on the carpet, cried for some reason, "Wow, mom..."

Shu Shu picked up her daughter and said, "Dong'Er doesn't cry, doesn't cry..." but she was in tears.

Dong'Er hugs her mother's neck and leans her head on her shoulder, unable to express her sense of grievance. Shushu stroked Dong'Er's back and advised him, "don't be like this, teacher and mother. The doctor said to be optimistic, not to mention that it has not yet been diagnosed as early or late. Teacher's mother, the doctor has arranged for a detailed examination the day after tomorrow. I think we should eat more and better today and tomorrow. How could anyone surrender with a white flag before the war? "

Jiang Yunfang, "yes, Shushu is right, old man. No matter what the result is, we are all on the same front."

She stretched out her hand to dry her tears. "They are old monsters, and they are still crying here. What a shame! I'll cook and make up for you in the evening. Then tell me what you want to eat. I'll make it for you every day. "

Looking at his wife's busy green and strong figure, daven suddenly got scared. If it was really late... How could he stand up to her?!

"Teacher, come on, our family will support you."

"Well..."

Before long, Shen Jing went home. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that something was wrong. The teacher sat on the sofa and said nothing, holding Dong'Er in his arms, his eyes still red and swollen. It was the teacher's mother who was busy in the kitchen as usual, but she didn't find him back.

"I'm back." Shen Jing yelled.

Dawen looked up and said, "Oh, Xiaojing is back..." Dawen stood up, went to Shen Jing and patted him on the shoulder. "Xiaojing, you have grown a lot this year. I remember you were as tall as your teacher at this time last year, and now you are half a head higher than me."

Shen Jing wondered why the teacher suddenly became so emotional“ Ha ha, teacher, this is not the soup of my teacher's mother. "

Da Wen smiles a little. Fortunately, he has two apprentices by his side. "Well, I have to be filial to her in the future."

"It's not enough to respect my teacher's mother? Of course, I will honor you. "

"Ha ha ha..." Dawen was very pleased, "good boy, good... Cough..." another cough, "the teacher went to the study first, and then called me after dinner."

"Good." Shen Jing nodded. When Dawen went upstairs, he curiously approached Shu Shu, "sister, what's wrong with the teacher today? Strange... "

Shu Shu lowered his head and talked about daven's illness with red eyes. Shen Jing was also sad for a while. However, he was much more sensible than children of the same age. "Sister, I can share some of the work in the studio. If you can't be busy, just call me."

"Well... You take Dong'Er and I'll help her cook." Shu Shu gives her daughter to Shen Jing, wipes her tears and goes to the kitchen.

I thought everyone would cry, but I had a wonderful dinner. As soon as daven changed his usual serious attitude and talked about many funny things he had met before, he didn't know whether he was really strong or pretended to be strong. However, everyone is looking forward to the miracle.

In the room, Dong'Er has gone to sleep. Her tender little nose is breathing evenly, her mouth is puffing up, and she occasionally does a sucking action. It's very lovely.

For Shu Shu, her daughter may be the biggest spiritual pillar. Since she has promised daven that she will take over the Japanese painting exhibition, it is inevitable that she will contact Xia Yang. If Xia Yang dares to take Dong'Er, Dawen will have a bad conscience. Even in the face of Dawen and Jiang Yunfang, he won't make trouble. Moreover, two years later, he may not be as keen on her as before.

Thinking of these, Shushu frowned, clenched her fist in her heart, trying to calm her heart. She turned to look at the mobile phone on the bedside table and thought, should I call Ling Qiao?

She took her cell phone to the window and recalled what she said last night. She couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

When the phone was connected, Ling Qiao's voice came, "Hello, Shushu, do you miss me?"

"Screw you, no serious..." shushushudun continued, "there's something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter Good or bad? "

"You don't want to know about bad things? Then I won't tell you. " Shu Shu hung up the phone.

After a few seconds, the phone rang again. She pressed the call button and Ling Qiao said in a low voice, "Ai Ai Ai, my aunt, I just asked one more question. As for hang up, don't you?" What's the matter, your dearest husband? I'm all ears. "

Shushu couldn't help laughing, "you're the only one who's poor." She said solemnly, "today, I took my teacher to the hospital and found lung cancer."

"What?" Ling Qiao a face can't believe, don't dare to joke, serious ground asks, "what circumstance?"