But now that I suddenly know that I may not be able to live, what I want to hear most in my heart is nothing more than about my condition, affirmative, optimistic statements, Duan Qingqing didn't say this at all, how could Meng Chaojun still coax her to let her?

Jiang Xiao actually didn't understand what Duan Qingqing wanted to do.

"Let's go, let's go, it's clean when it's gone. Xiaoxiao, you still have to go back to school in the afternoon, right?"

"Yes. However, I will come back sooner, I will go and apply to the teacher to move out of the dormitory, in special cases, they will agree. ”

"Alas, thank you. Meng Lao sighed.

Meng Baoyuan came out, glanced at Jiang Xiao, and said to Meng Lao: "Uncle, I'll go back first, and I'll come back in the afternoon." I'll go back and talk to my grandfather and ask which aunt to come and help for a few days. ”

Meng Lao waved his hand weakly, and he didn't say whether it was good or bad.

"Grandpa, you go and take a rest, I'll go upstairs and persuade my uncle. Jiang Xiao's eyes flashed, she had to contribute so much health tea, but she couldn't let Meng Chaojun collapse first and waste her good things.

"Good, good. ”

Jiang Xiao went upstairs and went to Meng Chaojun's room, but saw that the door was open, and there was no one inside.

"Uncle?"

Jiang Xiao frowned, looked around, and found that Meng Chaojun was in the small room opposite Meng Xiannian's room.

The small room had been locked, she thought it was a utility room, but now that the door was open, she looked inside, and it was a very cute bedroom.

Meng Chaojun sat on the ground against the wall, holding an old photo album in his hand, crying silently.

Meng Chaojun was crying.

And I cried as if the whole world was going to end.

It was a desperate cry of extreme depression.

Jiang Xiao wanted to turn around and leave, but Meng Chaojun suddenly said in a nasal voice: "This is the room of the old days." ”

Jiang Xiao stopped.

Meng Chaojun stood up, walked out, and stuffed the album in his hand into her hand, "He wanted this album when he was a child, and I kept telling him that I had already burned it." When he returns, you give it to him. ”

Jiang Xiao glanced down, and the page she opened had an old photo of a beautiful woman looking at her gently.

At a glance, she knew that this was Meng's mother in the past.

Meng's eyes are like hers, very good-looking.

Meng Chaojun didn't say anything more, walked past her, and walked to his room.

"Uncle. ”

Jiang Xiao stopped him.

Meng Chaojun was stunned.

"You still have a cure, at least, you won't die. ”

Jiang Xiao knew that what she said was too rough and direct, but this was something she could guarantee now, the spiritual spring water should be able to keep him from dying, at least, not in a short period of time.

Such rough and direct words are what Meng Chaojun subconsciously wants to hear most at this time.

He turned.

"What did Dr. Chen say?"

"I went to the medicine mountain in Renzhitang before, and I happened to find a medicine that can fight tumors, plus the medicine I dug up in the mountains of my hometown before, which happens to be effective for your disease. Jiang Xiao paused and said, "You should also know what the effect of the potion I gave you is." ”

Clear, how can it not be clear?

Every time he drank the potion she gave, his headache was relieved and his spirits improved.

Even if this potion can make people addictive and dependent, then being able to rely on it for a lifetime can be considered cured, isn't it?