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Chapter 18: 018 Feudal Ideas

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    "Dad, the test results show that you don't have stomach cancer, you just have a little bit of gastritis. It's not serious, and you can get better with some medicine, but it will take time. Be strong and overcome the nausea. The medicine will be delivered soon." Chronic  Gastritis needs to be treated slowly, and it cannot be cured immediately with some medicine.  Wan Daqin had no choice but to say this and coax her.

    Wan Dahe didn't speak, he opened his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, and gradually closed them.

    Just as Wan Daqin's butt fell on the chair, the nurse came and gave Wandahe a nebulizer to clear his lungs.

    When the nurse left, Wan Daqin just sat down, and Wan Dahe wanted to urinate again, so he stood up again, took off the nebulizer, helped him get out of bed, and took the urinal

    At 5:30, the nurse came, took off the nebulizer and handed it to Wan Daqin, asked her to rinse it off, and then sent it to the nurse's station.

    Just like that, Wan Daqin didn't close her eyes and take a good rest from early morning until now.

    It's six o'clock, Wan Daqin went to the cafeteria to buy dinner.

    The thin old man on bed No. 7 spoke, "Brother Wan, you cried and beat the bed in the afternoon, saying that you had stomach cancer, which scared the child. When the child ran out, his feet were weak and he almost fell down. You don't feel sorry for the child.  Thumping the bed can't solve the problem, so what should be uncomfortable should be uncomfortable? If beating the bed can cure the disease, I will also beat it. How dirty is the urinal? Your eldest daughter just takes it around without frowning."

    Wandahe smiled and nodded, but remained silent.  The big girl is rebellious, even more rebellious than the boys.  The family introduced her to so many people who had an iron rice bowl, and she didn't like any of them. In the end, she found Lu Daming, who was poor both personally and in the family, and was a rural man. He and his wife were so angry that she wanted to strangle her.  She should be there until she graduates from high school.  After getting along with each other for less than a day, he found that it was not the case.  The white urinal looks clean, but it is not clean.  The big girl just held it with her hands, opened the lid, closed the lid, and repeated it many times.  Let the son take care of him like this, the son not only dislikes him, but also complains a lot.  It would be great if the big girl was a kid, but unfortunately, she is a girl.

    Canteen.

    Wan Daqin stood in the middle of the line and called Lu Daming, "When you come tonight, bring the toiletries I prepared for Dad last night."

    "Okay, I'll go after dinner and self-study one by one."

    "What's for dinner?" Wan Daqin asked.

    "Porridge, deep-fried dough sticks and steamed buns, fragrant vegetables (side dishes)." Lu Daming went to the clinic in the afternoon for an IV drip, bought it by the way, and made porridge when he came back.  The vegetable root is not salty and smells fragrant.

    "They all bought from outside?"

    "I cook the porridge myself, and I bought the rest from outside. I buy a lot, and you can eat it when you come back." Seeing her daughter staring at the phone, looking like she wanted to talk, Lu Daming put the phone next to her daughter's ear  .

    "Mom, Dad will take care of me now. You can take care of grandpa in the hospital without worrying about me." Lu Yiyi frowned happily, and her voice was delicate and tender.

    Hearing her daughter's voice, Wan Daqin's heart instantly softened into a puddle of water.  For the sake of her children, she can do anything, suffer any grievances, and give up anything, so she gave up on working and developing, and resolutely went home to take care of her daughter.

    Lu Daming smiled and looked at his daughter, his ears felt very comfortable.  Daughter can talk like him.

    "Mom, you have found the right husband." Dad's late company is also company.  Lu Yiyi was bubbling with happiness, feeling that invisible wings had grown from her back, and she could fly to the blue sky at any time as long as she was happy.

    What do you call your husband?  How many husbands does your mother have?  Lu Daming smiled brightly, taking a bite of a steamed bun.  It's still comfortable at home, which makes him feel at ease.  The wife and children are hot on the kang, this is the most beautiful day.  He no longer had a cold war with his wife, and from now on, he would have a warm relationship with his wife every day, and listen to her in everything.  That bastard Huang Weimin cheated on his wife while she was pregnant.  The wife seemed careless, bluffing, and was very calm when encountering things, and quickly made judgments.  The only thing that makes him dissatisfied is that his wife takes care of everything by herself and does not tell him that his husband is just a display, and he will never fight against his wife in the future, otherwise, the wife will get farther and farther away from him.  After a long time, he will really become a display

    Seeing that Wan Daqin only bought one meal, Wan Dahe said, "You don't want to eat? Don't save money, it's not that you can't afford it."

    Wan Daqin curled her lips, "You are such a stingy person who values ??money more than life. It's really rare to be able to say such a thing."

    "You won't feel comfortable if you don't mock me for a while." Wan Dahe said with a smile.

    Wan Daqin rolled her eyes and made a grimace, "Da Ming has prepared dinner, I'll go home and have it." I don't have any appetite now, because my father's long hiccup made me sick.

    Wan Dahe looked at the disposable lunch box for a long time.?? Let's eat.  He has no appetite and really can't eat.

    "The millet porridge is pretty good, it smells good," Wan Daqin said.

    "Dad can't eat it." Wan Dahe felt uncomfortable just thinking about it, with tears running down his face, he wiped his face twice with rough hands, and then wiped it on the quilt.  If people can't eat anymore, they can only wait to die.  He is dead.

    "Dad doesn't want to die." Because he didn't see his grandson come to this world.  Wan Dahe wiped away the tears that just flowed from his eyes, thought for a while and said, "Dad is not afraid of death."

    Wan Daqin understood what his father meant, "So, you have to live. In order to live to see that day come, you have to eat even if you can't, and force yourself to eat."

    The eldest daughter is right!  Wandahe picked up a disposable spoon, scooped a little into his mouth, and ate it slowly. After eating the millet porridge, he only ate half of it, and threw the rest in the trash can.

    Wandahe wiped his mouth with a paper towel, leaned against the head of the bed, and then spoke, "When you went to the cafeteria to cook, Xiaolong called me and said that he would come later and let you go home first."

    Wan Daqin's first reaction was that Wan Xiaolong didn't want to come to the hospital to take care of her father at night, so she deliberately said that she would come later and let her go home first, and then left her father in the hospital alone.  "Daming will come later and bring you your toiletries. I'm not in a hurry. I'm worried that you're alone in the hospital. I'll go home when Xiaolong comes."

    "What are you waiting for him? You've been busy all day, go home early and rest." Wandahe said casually.  The son may not come to the hospital at night, so the eldest daughter cannot be allowed to wait for the son to appear here, otherwise, the siblings will quarrel again.

    Dad started to love his precious son again!  Wan Daqin squinted at Wan Dahe's dark and thin old face with thin and dry skin, "I didn't see Wan Xiaolong appearing in the ward with my own eyes, so I won't leave. If Wan Xiaolong doesn't come tonight, I won't come tomorrow either."  ."cut!  Bad boy, who wouldn't do it?  You don't spoil me to be a bad boy, I pamper myself and train myself to be a bad boy, so that you can learn a lot about what it means to be self-taught.

    The ward suddenly fell silent.

    Both father and daughter stared wide-eyed, thinking of the same person¡ªWan Xiaolong.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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