Chapter 320

"I asked you before, can my mother's disease be cured?"

Through today's events, she knows that she must accompany her mother, but if her mother's mental condition is not good, she is not at ease to leave her alone at home.

So I want to cure my mother's illness as soon as possible and take her home. Maybe my mother will be happy.

"I have asked friends abroad, they are now studying the case of your mother, the success rate of treatment is more than 90 percent."

"More than 90 percent!" When the voice surprise called a, this probability in the case treatment is very high, that is to say, the mother will soon be able to recover!

"But..." See the voice such a surprise happy appearance, the Dean stopped for a moment, some can't bear to open up.

"But what?" I stare at the doctor with nervous voice.

"The treatment of this disease mainly depends on the patient himself. If the patient is willing to actively cooperate, the treatment will be quick. But if the patient is not willing to cooperate, then There is no medicine to cure. "

There is no remedy

Hearing the president's words, the surprise and happy look on his voice face disappeared in an instant.

The key to the success of the treatment lies in the patient's willingness to accept the reality and return to normal life.

But So deeply in love with his father's mother, will really be willing to accept treatment, back to real life?

"Miss Shi, you don't have to worry too much. After all, you are the mother's biggest concern, and the success rate of treatment is still very high." See when voice a face is heavy, the Dean can't help comforting a way.

"Well, thank you, Dean." When the voice reluctantly smile, politely should a.

After saying goodbye to the president, the voice returned to the ward.

Mother is sitting by the bed, holding a beautiful doll in her arms, while gently shaking, while humming a soft lullaby in a low voice.

"Mom, what are you doing?" When the voice finishing their own mood, trying to squeeze out a happy smile, sat down beside the mother, gently asked.

"Shhh --" but my mother turned her head and gave her a hard "hush" and said in her voice, "lower your voice, I'm trying to coax our voice to sleep!"

This sentence, instant red when the voice of the eye socket. Yinyin is her nickname. Her mother recognized the doll as her. Her mother I really don't know her.

"You see, we sound so beautiful that we will be beautiful when we grow up." Mother touched the doll's hair lovingly and said gently.

"Ma..." When the voice finally can't help holding his mother tightly, the voice dyed a bit of trembling crying cavity.

"Oh, why, how suddenly like a child, be careful to laugh at you!" Mother gently smile, reached out and touched the voice of the head, whispered.

Warm touch from the top of the head to the heart, clearly warm feeling, but the voice feel the heart more and more sore.

Tears from the red eyes flow out, along the white cheek, drop by drop.

"God bless, what's the matter? Why did you cry suddenly? Did you suffer any injustice?" Feeling the tears of the voice, the mother exclaimed, turned to ask for concern.

"Nothing. I'm just so happy. I haven't held you like this for a long time. I'm just so happy." When the voice trembling voice said, a mouth, tears in the eyes uncontrolled more.

"Ha ha, fool, don't cry. I'll always be with you in the future. We'll raise Yinyin together, and then watch Yinyin get married, have children, and grow old together, OK?"

Mother said gently, gently patting the voice of the back, as if to coax the child in general.

Grow old together But my father is no longer here.

"Good..." No language for a long time, when the voice or squeeze out a word from the throat.

Even if the reality has been very cruel, but if the mother is willing to live in the beautiful vanity, how can she not cooperate with this beautiful dream.

"Tianyou, when isoyin grows up, we will send her to a nearby primary school. Mrs. you next door wants to send Xiaoyou to international primary school. I think it's too far away. I don't feel at ease."

After shooting the voice, the mother began to shake the doll in her hand, shaking and chattering at the same time.

"OK, send it to the primary school nearby." When the voice chuckles, with the mother said.

"Well, when Yinyin goes to university in the future, we should also let her go to the University in this city. Otherwise, how can I rest assured that a girl runs so far?"

"Well, go to the local university." When the voice with the nose more acid.

"Well, if I forced the sound to stay with her, would she blame me? Forget it. When she grows up, she will still live according to her own will. As long as she is happy, she can do anything."

"Mom, Yinyin won't blame you. Staying by your side is my greatest happiness!" When the voice can not help but tighten the arm, tightly holding the mother."Staying by your side is also my greatest happiness," the mother said softly. She raised her head and lovingly touched her voice's head. She said softly, "Yin Yin, mother misses you very much."

"Mom?" Hearing the speech, she raised her head in surprise. Her tears still remained in the corner of her eyes. Looking at her loving mother, she asked excitedly:

"Mom, do you think of me?"

Mother didn't speak, just looked at the voice gently, they were silent, but their eyes were full of love.

At this time, the mother suddenly changed her face, from a gentle face to a bit delicate, pulling up the voice of the ear, asked:

"shitianyou, who do you call Mom? Am I so old?"

In the face of this sudden change of face, when the voice blinked eyes, Leng for two seconds to react, but also bitterly pulled the corners of the mouth.

My mother estimated that the memory had gone wrong again and had gone back to another period in the past.

"Rouer, I'm wrong. You're not in good health. Don't get angry and go to bed." Helpless, when the voice had to learn the father's tone to the mother said.

"Hum," the mother snorted, and lay down on the bed, touched her stomach, and her face was a little pleased: "God bless, there are nine months left for this little guy to be born, are you happy?"

When the voice along the mother's line of sight to her shriveled stomach, the original mother's memory now stay in the first month of pregnancy.

"Happy, to have a mother like you, the child is also very happy." When the voice looked at the mother's pale face, affectionately said.

"Hum, it's sweet talk!" Mother snorted, but a sweet smile appeared on her face.