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After dinner, Aunt Yu accompanied Meng Qingqing to the entrance of the hospital to buy a chair, one for one hundred yuan, which was economical.

In the evening, Meng Qingqing opened the chair and lay on it. It was really much more comfortable than lying on the bed.

The bed’s wife brought a blanket to Meng Qingqing, and said that they had brought one more at home. Anyway, the weather is not cold at this time, so just cover it with a blanket.

They were sincere and enthusiastic, and Meng Qingqing was not polite, thanked him and took it.

Meng Qingqing has not lain down for two nights in a row and has a good night's sleep. It is at such a sleepy age, so despite many things in her mind, Meng Qingqing fell asleep soon after lying down, and she slept deeply. , I slept until dawn, everyone in the ward woke up and went to the bathroom before Meng Qingqing woke up.

Meng Qingqing got up and saw that his father had got up and leaned on the bedside and looked at her lovingly.

"Dad, I'll get hot water to wash you up."

Meng Qingqing said as she packed the blanket and folded the chair.

"Qingqing, I've been to the bathroom, and I'm ready to wash, you can get your own."

Meng Qingqing was a little ashamed. He still came to take care of her father. His father woke up and washed himself before getting up.

Meng Zijun seemed to see through her daughter's thoughts, "Qingqing, I can do it by myself now, don't worry, when I was your age, I always didn't sleep enough."

Meng Qingqing went to wash up and came back. Dr. Ling brought some doctors to check the ward just before leaving.

Meng Qingqing followed Dr. Ling to the outside of the ward and called to stop Dr. Ling and said, "Dr. Ling, how is my father's condition?"

Dr. Ling shook his head, "My child, your father's situation is not optimistic. He is very strong. He can hold on like this. If he is someone else, how can he have such a mental head."

"Doctor Ling, can you help my father find a suitable kidney soon"

Doctor Ling sighed, "I understand your feelings, but I can't find it for a while. I can only wait. If there is something suitable, I will notify you."

"Doctor Ling, can you secretly match the shape for me to see if my kidney can match Dad's."

"No, it can only be done if your guardian agrees."

Think about it only for more than a month. Dad is about to leave himself, but he can't do anything. He can't stop all this from happening. He can only watch it like this. Meng Qingqing feels depressed and looks at Ling in a helpless manner The doctor and them entered the next ward.

Meng Qingqing walked into the ward. Dad was chatting with the people in the ward. In the other two patients in the ward, family members helped to get hot water to the bedside for washing. Dad's condition is worse than both of them, but he insists on taking care of himself. On the one hand, he doesn’t want to bother others. On the other hand, it may be because of his dignity. People like Dad who live to the point where they can’t take care of themselves and need help from others are very unbearable for him.

Meng Qingqing went to buy early. Instead of going to the cafeteria to fight, she ran a little farther and went to the small shop outside the hospital to buy Dad's favorite ramen. Dad originally liked spicy and spicy food, but for the sake of his health, Meng Qingqing bought beef clear soup.

And Meng Qingqing herself was only willing to buy a flower roll to eat. With my father’s illness, there are many places to spend money in the future. Dad’s body also needs nutritional supplements, so he saves flowers as much as possible, but Dad tries to make him eat more smoothly.

So my father asked Meng Qingqing if he had eaten. Meng Qingqing said that he had eaten it, and it was the same beef noodle soup.

Dad had no doubt. He lowered his head and ate, and he could see that he was eating very happily. For Dad, he had to go outside the hospital to eat a bowl of noodles, which was very exhausting. Since the hospitalization, Dad has not eaten well. Have a few delicious meals, Dad, this person, always prefers to wrong himself than to trouble others, such a critical illness, can not eat a delicious food, the father of the past life, before leaving, did you have too much? Regret or have too much helplessness. At that time, he walked so lonely. Meng Qingqing always regretted not seeing her father for the last time, so why not

Meng Zijun ate the noodles, a trace of ruddy on his pale face, and a slight sweat on his forehead.

Meng Qingqing helped Dad wipe the test with a tissue.

Meng Zijun looked at his daughter.

"Qingqing, what did Dr. Ling tell you outside the ward just now? Is it because my condition is very bad, so you are worried"

Meng Qingqing was about to say something when there was a noise outside. It was my uncle Meng Ziming, my sister Meng Zimei, and the voice of grandma.

Meng Qingqing turned around, it was really grandma here.

Meng Qingqing quickly stood up, "Grandma"

With tears in her eyes, her grandmother walked slowly to her son's bed in disbelief, "How could the second child have this disease?"

Meng Zijun smiled comfortedly at his mother, "Mom, don't worry, isn't this treating me?"

The old lady wiped her tears, "I know that this disease is difficult to treat. The old man in the village office suffered from this disease and left after half a year."

"Grandma, don't worry, let's think of a cure slowly, and Dad will cure it."

"Yes, he must be cured. Your father has a hard life in this life. For this family, for the sake of brothers and sisters, he has not had a good day yet" the old lady choked.

Meng Qingqing interrupted the topic, "Grandma, did you bring my book? I plan to come here to school and take care of my dad while going to school."

The grandmother nodded, "I brought it, I brought it." She pointed to the little son.

Meng Qingqing turned around, and sure enough, my uncle was holding her schoolbag in his hand.

Meng Qingqing quickly took it over and put it in cabinet 9.

Meng Ziming and Meng Zimei sat beside Meng Zijun's bed and asked about the situation these days.

"I heard that my second brother bought a house here, right?" Mencius asked.

"Yes, let Qingqing take you there later, and live at home at night."

"No wonder Qingqing wants to go to school here, with housing, it is good to go to school here. But now that you are sick, are you taking care of Qingqing or Qingqing taking care of you," Mencius said beautifully.

"Mom comes here too, not leaving." Mencius said handsomely.

"Mom is illiterate, do you adapt to this place?" Mencius said worriedly.

The old lady Meng said, "Okay, I will stay to take care of Jun'er and Qingqing. Take care of them, even if you are illiterate."

Meng Qingqing walked over and pulled her grandma, "Yes, although grandma is illiterate, she is smart enough to go. Grandma, I will take you out to take a look around and get familiar with the environment. After I go to school, you can take care of Dad."

Grandma stood up like an obedient child. She followed Meng Qingqing to identify the contents of the ward. Meng Qingqing told her grandma that this cabinet belonged to Dad, and it could hold things, as well as how to use the bathroom and faucet.

Meng Qingqing took her grandma out again and told her how to remember this ward, telling her one by one, the boiling water room and the laundry room.

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