April has passed and the season has entered May.

The roses in the yard are in bloom, climbing along the flower trellis to half a floor high, and the green leaves of the camphor tree are dancing with lovely golden light in the sun.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the room were open, the wind blew the curtains, and the fragrance of roses and camphor was carried to the room by the breeze.

"It smells so good. Are the roses in the yard blooming?"

Rong Rong walked into the room with his brother and smelled the fragrance of flowers all over the room. He jogged to the balcony of Rong Zheng's room and leaned on the railing to look down. Sure enough, the last time he came there was only a patch of green.

The beautiful rose flower wall has only been separated for more than half a month. The entire wall is full of pink, purple and champagne-colored flowers. They are in clusters and clusters. They are colorful and lively and cute.

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The community where Rong Rong lives now has no yard, and what he looks out from his balcony is just the sidewalk between the building and the community. The area covered by green plants is pretty good, but in addition to the peach blossoms, magnolias, and clovers in spring, there are also oleanders.

, it is rare to see roses. Probably because the flowering period of wall-climbing roses is too short, and they are too good at climbing and are difficult to take care of.

Rong Rong stood on the terrace and admired the words for a while. When he turned around, he tripped over something on the side.

Rong Rong looked down, and was surprised to find that he had just run to the terrace to see if the roses outside were blooming, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to his brother's terrace. He saw that his brother was originally clean but empty.

The terrace was filled with various varieties of roses, gardenias, jasmine, and two pots of mint.

The last time Rong Rong came to his brother's room was in March. At that time, the wind was still relatively strong and his brother's balcony window was not open. He squatted in front of the two pots of light green mint, got closer and smelled it.

A touch of bitterness amidst the refreshing greenery of mint.

Rong Zheng also came to the balcony.

Rong Zheng turned his head and asked his brother curiously: "Brother, when were these flowers and potted plants planted?"

"It's the beginning of spring this year." The flower seedlings with buds I bought specially, the weather got warmer, and the flowers bloomed one after another.

Rong Rong straightened up, put his hands behind his back, leaned forward and leaned towards his brother, staring straight at his brother, "You planted it specially for me?"

Rong Zheng picked a "romantic baby" and put it behind Rong Rong's ear. His eyes were gentle and he said, "Hmm. Do you like it?"

Rong Rong hooked his brother's neck and kissed him. The tip of his tongue opened Rong Zheng's lips, and he wrapped his brother's tongue domineeringly and forcefully. The arms around Rong Zheng's neck were tightened, and his body was still

He bumped forward, the force was fierce and cruel. Rong Zheng was pushed back by Rong Rong's body, and he took a step back. His back pressed against the petals of the rose, and the petals fell to the ground.

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The fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

The wind blew up the curtains, and the two kissing bodies on the balcony melted into the shadows of flowers floating in the breeze.

Rong Zheng opened his eyes and looked towards the half-open door.

Ying Lan exited her eldest son's room step by step, her steps weak.

Her legs were weak, so she had to hold the wall with both hands and slowly move to her bedroom. During this period, because her legs were weak, she knelt on the ground once. The knee of her right leg hit the ground hard.

On the floor, Ying Lan seemed to feel no pain. She gritted her teeth and stood up, continuing to move toward the room.

When she was about to return to the room, Ying Lan pushed open the door with one hand, and her vision suddenly turned black. The sky and the earth spun around, and Ying Lan fell to the ground.

Jian Yi drank some wine at the lunch table and felt a little sleepy. He went upstairs. Before opening the door of his room, he suddenly saw his mother lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Jian Yi's expression changed drastically, and he ran over quickly, "Mom, Mom! Don't scare me! Mom!"

Jian Yi squatted on the ground and shouted, "Brother, brother! Rongrong, come on, come on!"

Fucheng Senior Private Hospital, VIP ward.

Ying Lan had a diaphragm needle stuck on the back of her hand, and the drip from the diaphragm bottle was entering her body drop by drop at a uniform speed.

The doctor comes to check the room.

Rong Weishan stood up from the bedside, Rong Zheng and Rong Rong were there, and Jian Yi also stood up from the sofa.

The two young nurses following the doctor had red ears, and they had the illusion that they had mistakenly entered the filming set of a TV series. Mr. Rong’s family looked too good-looking.

Rong Weishannan looked at Dr. Guo who was walking to the hospital bed and asked worriedly: "Doctor Guo, when will my wife wake up?"

Dr. Guo checked Ying Lan's various physical signs. He bent down to slow down the speed of the bottle, turned around, and said to Rong Weishan: "Mr. Rong, please rest assured. Mrs. Rong's physical indicators are currently stable."

She is in hospital. Judging from the current situation, she should wake up soon. However, my wife’s blood pressure is a bit high. After being discharged from the hospital, we still need to be more vigilant about strokes, which are extremely easy to occur in middle-aged and elderly people.

Fortunately, we got medical treatment in time this time. If it had been another thirty minutes or more than an hour, the situation would not have been so optimistic."

Rong Weishan was startled, and he asked in a panic: "Stroke? Doctor Guo, you mean, my wife, she, she may be at risk of stroke in the future? How, how could it be?"

My wife’s health has always been very good. Her physical condition is much better than mine, so how could she suddenly be at risk of stroke?”

Rong Rong comforted him: "Dad, please don't worry. Doctor Guo only said that there may be a risk of stroke. Let's listen first? Listen? See? What did Dr. Guo say? See? See? Is there anything that can be prevented in advance?

way."

Jian Yi also advised: "Yes, dad, it's just a risk of stroke, but it's not a stroke. If it can be prevented, it should be useful."

Rong Weishan immediately looked at Dr. Guo with hopeful eyes, "Dr. Guo..."

"The probability of suffering a stroke is not directly related to the normal health of the body. Sometimes the patient's emotions are greatly stimulated, or he is suddenly hit by something, and it is very likely that he will suffer from a short-term stroke.

Cerebral ischemia leads to stroke. However, the two young masters Rong are right. Although stroke is a disease that sounds dangerous, it is not impossible to prevent. My wife is just showing signs of stroke, not having suffered one.

Therefore, after being discharged from the hospital, we only need to pay close attention to my wife's physical condition, observe her personal emotions, and try our best not to subject her to any further mental or sexual stimulation, or to avoid suffering too much of a blow.

Diet, regular daily routine, and regular physical examinations can effectively prevent stroke."

Rong Rong and Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Weishan nodded repeatedly. He sat down in front of the hospital bed again and held tightly his wife's hand that was not on the infusion bottle. "Xiaolan, as long as you can wake up, you will be healthy in the future."

, I promise, I promise that in the future, everything will depend on you and I will never make you unhappy again, okay?"

Rong Zheng lowered his eyes, his eyes dark.

In the coma, Ying Lan vaguely heard her husband's voice. Her eyelids moved and she slowly opened her eyes.

Jian Yi immediately surrounded him, "Mom, how are you?"

Rong Rong said nothing, staring at his mother closely with his eyes.

Seeing that his wife finally woke up, Rong Weishan smiled for the first time since arriving at the hospital, "Xiaolan, you're awake?! How do you feel?"

Ying Lan's voice was hoarse, her eyes moved, and there was a double image in front of her eyes. After a while, the figure of her husband Rong Weishan came into focus in front of her. She stared at her husband blankly, "I, how can I

Already?"

Rong Weishan's eyes were red, and he said fearfully: "You fainted at the door of our room, don't you remember? Fortunately, Xiaoyi went upstairs to his room to sleep and found you in time. You said. You

He was fine? How could he suddenly faint? But we were so frightened."

Ying Lan had just woken up from a coma, and her brain was still a little sluggish.

She fainted?

"Mom, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Rong Rong sat down next to his father, and he asked with concern.

Ying Lan's pupils shrank suddenly. Her heart beat violently. She finally remembered why she fainted!

Ying Lan's lips turned white and her fingertips were cold. Her two sons, her two sons actually kissed each other! Ying Lan only wanted? When she thought of the scene she met on the terrace of her eldest son before she fell into coma,

Her body felt chilly.

This, this is ridiculous!

Ying Lan's mind was in confusion. She smiled reluctantly and said, "Thank you, Rongrong. Mom doesn't want to drink it for now. Let's drink it later."

Nodding, he stared at his mother worriedly, "When did you want to drink water? Just tell us."

Ying Lan's lips were pale and she responded, "Okay."

When Ying Lan woke up, Dr. Guo stayed in the ward, observed her physical condition, explained the precautions for taking care of patients, etc., and then left with the nurse.

Rong Weishan: "There are doctors and nurses here. You guys should go back first. Especially Xiaoyi and Rongrong. You two have to go to school tomorrow. You can go back today. I will stay with you in the evening."

alright."

Rong Rong pursed his lips: "No. You have a bad heart and can't stay up late. I'll stay with mom tonight. Are you going back? Rest. I can ask for leave at school."

Jian Yi: "I don't have many classes next Monday, so I can ask for leave from the school! Otherwise, I can stay with my mother."

Rong Weishan frowned in disapproval: "What kind of business is this? You two are still students. The most important responsibility of students is to study hard. No one is allowed to give me leave. That's it.

"It's up to me tonight..."

Before Rong Weishan could finish his words, he was interrupted weakly by Ying Lan, "Let Xiao Zheng stay with me in the hospital tonight."

Rong Rong still thinks it's best for him to accompany him. Since the beginning of this semester, the proportion of professional courses has increased significantly. He thinks Jian Yi's situation should be similar to his. The difference is that he has already mastered many contents, but he doesn't

Similarly, if he asks for leave, he will definitely fall behind in his study progress. His brother will also go to work tomorrow... but his mother has already asked for his brother to accompany her, so she will no longer agree to let him accompany her in the room.

Rong Weishan looked at his wife pitifully, "Xiaolan, can you just let me stay here with you at night?" Even if he went back to rest at night, how could he sleep alone?

Ying Lan's attitude was firm. She said an extremely realistic problem, "If both of us are hospitalized, then we will have to work hard to keep the two of us company, which will be too tiring for the children."

Rong Weishan: "..."

Sure enough, only the child is biological. Did the husband pay for the phone bill to give it to me?
To be continued...