The old man's face flashed with vigilance and fear, and he hurried backwards.

She looked at the new person in fear, without any joy.

Seeing this scene, Shi Yuxue's voice choked: "Grandma, I'm Xiaoxue."

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue is my granddaughter." The old man smiled, took out his palm and patted it, and looked like a child again.

This is how she was sick, she didn't recognize anyone, and her mind was like a child.

Shi Yuxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Bo Qingyun sideways, and said with a wry smile: "It was her who urged me to take you over to see her, but now she doesn't know anyone. She will definitely be fooled when she wakes up."

The elderly have severe illnesses and relieved at the same time. When they are seriously ill, they can't recover their minds for several days and become crazy.

In the past two years, a famous doctor specially invited by Bo Qingyun to treat him. His condition has improved a little and he has been awake more time than before.

Bo Qingyun spoke lightly: "It's okay."

He is the president of Bo, and he has countless work every day, and time and he are the most precious things.

He was willing to come back for his grandmother, and Shi Yuxue curled her lips and showed a bright smile.

downstairs.

Xia Wanxin met the mouse.

After returning from abroad, the mall cooled down sharply and winter was announced in advance.

When Xia Wanxin got off the bus, the wind blew the fallen leaves and the chill blew into her body.

She took the car door and saw a boy not far away at first glance.

His thin body stood by the wall, his whole body was still black, and he looked even more bleak than the autumn wind from a distance.

His hat seemed to be half-permanent, covering his slightly long hair. Xia Wanxin knew that under his messy forehead was a pair of sharp and dark eyes.

Xia Wanxin walked over.

At the same time, the mouse also came over.

Xia Wanxin narrowed her eyes, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "What is your real name?"

She hadn't asked his name yet.

The mouse pursed her lips slightly and stopped in front of her.

His age is not obvious, and he can only be described as young, but he is much taller than her. When he looks at her face, his head is drooping.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment and said hoarsely: "Just call me a mouse, isn't that good?"

The mouse that everyone shouts and beats, always lives in the darkness and is not worthy of seeing the sun.

Xia Wanxin felt a little emotional, and with depression, it made people's mood sink.

She was just a little curious and had no intention of spying on him, so she immediately stopped saying, "Okay, let's go in."

Although the location of this nursing home is remote, the scenery is good, so there are a lot of people.

Just before they came in, a black Bentley parked not far away on the road, and it should have been here to visit.

The two of them walked one after another, Xia Wanxin asked: "How is your mother doing recently?"

The mouse walked as she walked, and his voice was low: "The nurse saw her fingers move, but I still didn't respond when I talked to her."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xia Wanxin thought he was disappointed, and couldn't help but say, "I was not sure that I would wake up before, but after the previous treatment, according to the indicators, there is still a lot of hope. You can wait a little longer."

She kept walking forward and didn't look back while talking.

I didn't see the bitter smile on the corner of the mouse's mouth.

In fact, even if my mother wakes up, I'm afraid the person she doesn't want to see is him the one she doesn't want to see the most.

After walking around a step, two nurses came down together.

One of them whispered: "The ward has come over there today. I haven't seen it for a long time. Two or three of them came here at once."
Chapter completed!