After the divorce, Dr. Lin wanted to get back together every day

Chapter 22 Apology
"Yiming." Bai Mumu's throat was dry and hoarse, and it hurt even to swallow: "Dad, when did he go to the hospital? Could it be lung cancer? Didn't he still have a lot of test results? And Dad's living habits have always been very good , how could it be lung cancer, the doctor Mom knew must have misdiagnosed it, besides..."

Bai Mumu said a lot, each of which was denying the conclusion of "lung cancer". She was really afraid, afraid of losing her father who protected her from wind and rain.

"Dad, he was still scolding me on the phone just now, saying that I shouldn't quarrel with Lin Luning. He is in good spirits. I think we will meet later, and he will say that I shouldn't quarrel with Lin Luning..."

"Sister." Bai Yiming interrupted her: "Do you think I don't think so? All my dreams at night are due to the doctor's misdiagnosis. Dad can live a long life and see me get married. You have children."

"But sister, we can't help but plan for the worst, can't we?"

He also thought about what Bai Mumu was thinking about, and he also checked what he was looking for.

Lung cancer is different from any other disease. The initial symptoms are not easy to be noticed, and when they are noticed, they are often in the late stage.

The only thing he is praying for now is that Bai Song's lung cancer is not terminal, or, really, he was just misdiagnosed.

Thinking about it, Bai Yiming cried. In the narrow space, the suppressed voice was more painful than the wailing. Two lines of tears welled up in his eyes. In his sight, the second green light skipped again.

Bai Mumu took out the tissue and reached out to wipe Bai Yiming's tears. In the silence, the pain and desolation centered here and spread to the surroundings.

In the underground parking lot of the hospital, Bai Yiming did not take her to the ward immediately, but handed her a pack of wet tissues from the car in front of the bathroom on the second floor: "Sister, Dad just doesn't want you to worry about him so he can't hide it." Said, you go to the bathroom to wash your face, clean up and then go to see Dad. "

Bai Mumu stretched out his hand stiffly, and went to the bathroom on instinct.

There are too many life and death separations in the hospital. In the compartment behind the sink, the sound of restrained sobbing can be heard, whimpering like a wild animal, weak and dim.

Bai Mumu understands this feeling as if the sky is falling. Although there is still a glimmer of hope in her heart, she and Bai Yiming know how slim this glimmer of hope is.

It's too painful, the heart is twisted together, the painful torment is not only the present, but Bai Song's condition, like a knife hovering above their heads, making them painful and powerless.

After coming out of the bathroom, Bai Mumu's eyes were still very red. She lowered her head and rubbed it with her hands: "I'm sorry, I tried to apply cold water, but it didn't work."

Bai Yiming didn't say anything, he reached out and hugged her: "Sister, don't say sorry to me, you don't owe me anything."

"Yeah." Bai Mumu nodded, and put her hand on Bai Yiming's back: "We all have to be good, no matter it's Dad, everyone is."

At the door of the ward, Bai Mumu knocked on the door and went in. Bai Song's bed was the innermost, and there was a balcony outside the wall, and the sunlight came in through the glass door.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward was stronger than that in the corridor, Bai Mumu shrugged, she still couldn't like the smell.

"Dad." Bai Mumu whispered, biting her lower lip.

Bai Song was stuffing an apple into his mouth: "Crying?"

Bai Mumu nodded and sighed.

Bai Song threw the apple into the bowl, and scolded with a smile: "It's worthless!"

"That's right, your daughter didn't expect to have a big future at all!" Bai Mumu suddenly had an evil fire in her heart: "Why do you hide it from me when you are sick? Don't you just dislike me for being worthless? What's wrong with me being worthless? , and won’t eat or drink from you, as for keeping me a secret?”

"You still let Yiming lie to me that you guys are going on a trip. Is this something you can just lie to and let it go? Do you want to wait until one day I get sick too, and I'll be happy if I keep you guys from it!"

Bai Song was speechless, unable to find a suitable place to put it, and panicked on his reddish-brown skin: "Mumu, daddy is wrong, daddy is wrong, daddy apologizes to you, okay?"

"dad."

She could see Bai Song's anxiety, the evil fire came and went quickly, her eye circles became redder, and she sat down next to Bai Song: "Dad, don't say such things that make me sad next time, do you know You know, I'm so sad right now."

"What's not dead, speak well!" Bai Song reprimanded.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Bai Yiming who was standing beside him in a daze: "What are you doing so stupidly? I don't know how to pour a glass of water for your sister!"

"Dad, I'm not thirsty." Bai Mumu held his father's hand. Looking at it now, the broad and generous palm of his childhood didn't seem so thick. It was covered with a layer of hard calluses.

Bai Mumu looked carefully, as if she wanted to re-cognition of her already blurred details, her eyes stayed on the back of Bai Song's hand, where there were a row of needle holes on the veins protruding from the veins.

Bai Mumu couldn't hold back all of a sudden, tears fell on the back of his hand.

"Dad's hands are rough, and it's uncomfortable to hold." Bai Song smiled, retracted his hands, and turned his head to look at Bai Yiming who hadn't moved: "If your sister is not thirsty, you will not move, right? Don't ask me if I am thirsty." ?!"

Compared with Bai Mumu, Bai Song has never had a good temper with Bai Yiming.

Bai Yiming silently picked up the kettle from the ground, shook it, and found that the kettle was empty: "Sister, I'll go to the water room to fetch water."

Bai Song pinched an apple and stuffed it into Bai Mumu's mouth: "You were picky when you were young and didn't like apples. Later, when you went to school, the teacher rewarded you with an apple. Since then, you gradually started to eat apples."

Bai Song suddenly mentioned the old things that Bai Mumu had forgotten, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Mu Mu, tell Dad, how is Lin Luning treating you?" Bai Song changed the subject too quickly, and Bai Mumu didn't react immediately.

"Dad, why are you asking this? What matters now is you." Bai Mumu blamed.

"Dad is fine! It's just that the doctor is scaring you." Bai Song didn't care, he wanted to know if Bai Mumu was doing well.

"Your mother was urging you to get married in a hurry, but your father was against it all the time. What's wrong with the little girl getting married later? Your mother is so eager to urge you."

Speaking of this, Bai Song looked at Bai Mumu's expression, and continued after seeing nothing unusual: "Don't blame your mother, she just can't turn her head around, if it makes you angry, just think that she is your mother , endure it and pass.”

Bai Mumu listened quietly, for her mother Xie Wan, she couldn't explain her feelings clearly, maybe she didn't understand it yet.

But now that Bai Song said so, Bai Mumu naturally said: "I know Dad, I won't get angry with Mom."

Bai Song patted Bai Mumu's shoulder, very relieved that his daughter has grown up!

(End of this chapter)