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After dinner, Aunt Yu accompanied Meng Qingqing to the entrance of the hospital to buy a chair, which costs 100 yuan each, which is affordable.

At night, Meng Qingqing opened the chair and lay on it. It was really more comfortable than resting on the bedside.

The wife in bed 8 brought a blanket to Meng Qingqing, saying that they had brought an extra one. Anyway, the weather is not cold at this time, so just cover it with a blanket.

He was genuinely enthusiastic, and Meng Qingqing was not polite, so she took it and used it after thanking her.

Meng Qingqing has not lay down for two consecutive nights to get a good sleep, and she is such a sleepy age, so despite having many things on her mind, Meng Qingqing fell asleep shortly after lying down, and she fell asleep very deeply , Sleeping until dawn, everyone in the ward woke up, got up to go to the bathroom, and Meng Qingqing woke up.

Meng Qingqing got up all at once, and saw that her father was already up and leaning on the head of the bed, looking at her lovingly.

"Dad, I'll fetch hot water for you to wash."

Meng Qingqing said while packing the blanket and folding the chair.

"Qingqing, I've already gone to the bathroom and washed up, you can do it yourself."

Meng Qingqing was a little ashamed, she came to take care of her father herself! Dad woke up and washed himself before getting up.

Meng Zijun seemed to see through his daughter's mind, "Qingqing, I can do it by myself now, don't worry, when I was your age, I never got enough sleep!"

Meng Qingqing went to wash up and came back. Dr. Ling brought some doctors to check the ward and was about to leave.

Meng Qingqing followed Dr. Ling to the outside of the ward, stopped Dr. Ling and said, "Dr. Ling, how is my father doing?"

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

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

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

"Doctor Ling, can you help me match my kidney secretly to see if my kidney can match my father's."

"No, it can only be done with the consent of your guardian."

Think about it, in just over a month, my father will leave me, but I can't do anything, I can't stop all this from happening, I can only watch like this, Meng Qingqing is depressed, looking at Ling helplessly. The doctor and the others entered the next ward.

When Meng Qingqing walked into the ward, her father was chatting with the people in the ward. For the other two patients in the ward, their family members helped to bring hot water to the bedside for washing. Dad's condition is more serious than both of them, but he insists on taking care of himself. On the one hand, he didn't want to trouble others, on the other hand, it might be because of his dignity! For a person like Dad, who lives so long that he can't take care of himself and needs help from others in everything, it is very unbearable for him!

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

As for Meng Qingqing herself, she was only willing to buy a steamed roll to eat. Dad's illness will cost him a lot of money in the future, and his body also needs nutritional supplements, so he tries to save money as much as possible, but his father tries to make him eat as easy as possible.

So Dad asked Meng Qingqing if she had eaten. Meng Qingqing said that she had eaten it, and it was also the same beef clear soup noodles as him.

Dad had no doubts, he lowered his head and ate. He could see that he was very happy to eat. For Dad, it was very exhausting to go outside the hospital to eat a bowl of noodles. Since he was hospitalized for more than a month, Dad has not eaten well. How about some delicious food? Dad is a person who would rather wrong himself than trouble others. With such a critical illness,

I can't even eat a mouthful of delicious food. Did my father in the previous life have too many regrets before leaving? Or have too much helplessness? At that time, he walked so lonely! Meng Qingqing has always regretted not seeing her father for the last time, so why not her father!

After Meng Zijun ate the noodles, his pale face became rosy, and there was slight sweat on his forehead.

Meng Qingqing helped her father wipe it with a paper towel.

Meng Zijun looked at his daughter.

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

Meng Qingqing was about to say something when there was noise outside. It was my uncle Meng Ziming, my aunt Meng Zimei, and my grandmother's voice.

Meng Qingqing turned her head, it was really grandma who came.

Meng Qingqing quickly stood up, "Grandma!"

With tears in her eyes, grandma walked slowly to her son's hospital bed in disbelief, "Second brother! How did you get this disease?"

Meng Zijun smiled reassuringly at his mother, "Mom, don't worry, isn't this healing?"

The old lady wiped away her tears, "I know this disease is difficult to cure, the old Hou of the village office passed away after suffering from this disease for half a year."

"Grandma, don't worry, let's find a way to cure it slowly, and Dad will be cured."

"Yes, he must be cured. Your father has suffered a lot in his life. For this family, for the sake of his brothers and sisters, he has not had a good day yet!" The old lady's voice was choked up.

Meng Qingqing interrupted the topic, "Grandma, have you brought my book? I plan to come here to go to school, and I will take care of Dad while going to school!"

Grandma nodded, "Bring it, bring it." She pointed to the younger son.

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

Meng Qingqing quickly took it and put it in the No. 9 cabinet.

Meng Ziming and Meng Zimei sat by Meng Zijun's bed and asked about the situation in the past few days.

"I heard that the second brother bought a house here, right?" Meng Zimei asked.

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

"No wonder Qingqing wants to go to school here. It's good to have a house to study here. But now you are sick, will you take care of Qingqing, or Qingqing will take care of you?" Meng Zimei said.

"Mom is coming too, I'm not leaving," Meng Zijun said.

"Mom is illiterate, is she used to this place?" Meng Zimei asked worriedly.

The old lady Meng said: "Okay, I will stay and take care of Jun'er and Qingqing. It's okay to take care of them even if they can't read."

Meng Qingqing walked over and pulled grandma, "Yes, grandma is illiterate, but she is smart! Come on, grandma, I will take you out to look around and get familiar with the environment. After I go to school, you can take care of dad. "

Like an obedient child, grandma stood up and followed Meng Qingqing to identify the things in the ward. Meng Qingqing told grandma that this cabinet belonged to her father and could hold things in it, as well as how to use the bathroom and the faucet.

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

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