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"Ms. Qiao is about to reach the third stage, the stage of severe dementia."

The doctor's words made Mo Chang'an unable to recover for a while, the third stage, the severe dementia stage.

This is the last stage of Alzheimer's disease. Originally, it was unlikely that it would develop so fast. It is rare for the disease to go as fast as Qiao Wei.

But Qiao Wei has early-onset Alzheimer's disease, so the progress of the disease is very fast.

Mo Changan has known about this disease since the very beginning, early-onset Alzheimer's disease... also known as senile dementia.

Once it reaches the stage of severe dementia, the situation will be very serious. Slowly, people will be completely unable to take care of themselves, become incontinent, eventually coma, and then die of serious complications such as infection.

Chang'an never thought that her mother's condition would develop so quickly. Hearing what the doctor said, she bit her lips tightly, unable to utter a single word, or anything.

It turns out that the doctor said to prepare mentally, is this the preparation...

Really, Chang An felt that it would take a lot of time to prepare.

Even if I can't accept Qiao Wei's past in my heart, it's fine, but Chang'an is not ready to accept his mother's departure...

Shen Boyan was afraid that she might not be able to stand still due to agitation, so he stretched out his hand to support her, "It's okay, don't worry, it will get better."

Shen Boyan whispered in Chang An's ear, but she knew how powerless this kind of comfort was.

The helplessness and despair brought about by this kind of illness, which is powerless at the current level of medical treatment, is so great.

Mo Changan knew that it was not going to get better.

Things are like this, and my mother's illness is like this, and she won't get better.

That's why Qiao Wei transferred all her careers to Qiao Yuheng immediately after she knew what her disease was, because she knew that if she couldn't get better, the disease would only get worse...

Mo Changan nodded and looked at the doctor, "I...understand."

In fact, the doctor also felt that it was cruel to announce such a thing, especially when the family member of the other party was still pregnant and had such a big belly.

"Help her transfer to another department. No matter what, the lung infection must be cured first."

The sadness on Mo Changan's face flashed, and he had regained his composure and composure.

Then she didn't stay for a long time, and now her long stay doesn't make much sense. Qiao Wei didn't wake up, and even if she woke up, she didn't know her.

Moreover, Chang An felt that he had no way to stay.

Shen Boyan stretched out his arms to hold her tightly and walked out of the ward, while Mo Changan's body softened a little, leaning against Shen Boyan's arms, her voice was a little weak, "I want to go...Bo Yan, take me away Well, I want to get out of here."

Shen Boyan knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, so he immediately helped her out. Before leaving, he threw a business card to the doctor and told him, "Call me if you have any problems."

The doctor quickly picked it up, and Shen Boyan hurriedly helped Mo Changan out.

After carefully bringing her into the car and fastening her seat belt with his own hands, Shen Boyan sat back in the driver's seat and did not drive. He turned to look at her quietly, "Baby, are you okay?"

Shen Boyan frowned, and his voice was very gentle, the deep and gentle voice could make her heart gradually calm down.

Changan turned her eyes and saw the undisguised tenderness and worry in his eyes. She lightly pursed her lips, smiled slightly, and shook her head, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"How can I not worry about you, I am most worried about you in the whole world."

Shen Boyan saw that her tone was much calmer, so he stretched out his hand and gently touched her face, feeling relieved.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Shen Boyan started the car while talking, and just as he was about to shift gears, Mo Changan stretched out his hand and gently grabbed his hand, "No, didn't you say that you need to take me to my aunt's for a check to make sure you don't worry? Let's go."

Shen Boyan was taken aback, then stared at her blankly, "It's just that I'm worried about your mood..."

"I'm not in a bad mood, so don't worry, I'm fine." Mo Changan smiled lightly, "I don't want you to worry either, you really have to know the situation of Little Pudding before you can rest assured. After all, daughter, you also have a share."

Shen Boyan smiled slightly when he heard this. She has always been a very sensible woman. He knew it, so he didn't refuse any more. He started the car and drove towards the private hospital where Yin Qingfang was.

Mo Changan wasn't in a particularly good mood all the way, and didn't say much. After all, Qiao Wei's condition made her feel unable to get better. She was not so cold-blooded and ruthless that she was indifferent to the deterioration of her mother's condition.

Shen Boyan felt that she seemed to be thinking about something, but she couldn't tell much about what she was thinking about from her expression and eyes.

"arrive."

Shen Boyan parked the car firmly at the main entrance of the hospital building, then turned his head to look at Chang'an, "Get out of the car and go in to find your aunt, I'll stop the car and come in."

Mo Changan nodded, and watched Shen Boyan park his car towards the parking lot.

Then, Mo Changan took out his cell phone and made a call.

The male voice on the other end of the phone was always as gentle as ever, and there was even a slight smile in his gentle tone.

"An'an, what's the matter?"

Zhuo Baiye's voice came from the other end, Mo Changan's expression was very cold and his voice was very calm, he didn't intend to exchange any greetings, the meaning was concise and to the point, "I can't reach Bai Luo, please tell him that my mother is critically ill. "

Zhuo Baiye's expression over there was stunned for a moment, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and all the gentleness and smiles on his face disappeared in an instant, "You said... what? She is critically ill?"

Mo Changan hummed, and didn't intend to say anything more to Bai Ye, and said softly, "Well, remember to tell Bai Luo."

After finishing speaking, Mo Changan was about to hang up the phone, but before he could hang up, he heard Bai Ye urgently calling her, "An'an!"

Mo Changan frowned slightly, and stopped, "You can call me Ms. Mo, or Mrs. Shen, can you stop calling me that name, I don't think we are that familiar yet."

"Are... are you okay?" Bai Ye was worried about her mood, so he asked.

Mo Changan smiled lightly, sounding indifferent, "I am already an expert in the ability to withstand bad news, so there is nothing wrong with it. If there is nothing wrong, hang up first."

"Okay, that's good..."

Bai Ye said something lightly on the other end, and there was a smile in his voice, and suddenly he coughed violently.

Mo Changan frowned as he heard the loud coughing on the other side gradually subside, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a low voice, "You...you should pay more attention to your body, goodbye."

Only then did I hang up the phone.

On the other side, Zhuo Baiye was lying on the big bed, his thin face gradually had a little bright light in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.