When he heard the word "brain atrophy", Qiao Qiao was confused.

It was as if someone had suddenly hit him with a sledgehammer.

The whole brain went blank.

What the doctor said next was more professional, but she didn't listen.

I felt very confused, scared, and worried.

She interrupted the doctor, "Are you saying that my dad's memory disorder and confusion are also caused by brain atrophy? Can he be cured? Will he not even recognize me in the future?"

The doctor said regretfully: "When the old man reaches this age, there is no hope of cure. Brain atrophy is irreversible. If the situation is good, his memory may be clear, if not, it may be confused. It depends. Personal situation."

Qiao Qiao's mood suddenly became chaotic.

I've never felt so uncomfortable.

She remembered the old man’s congratulations on meeting a wild wolf in no man’s land with her 13 years ago. The old man was so strong and agile.

In the blink of an eye, 13 years later, the old man has changed a lot, both physically and mentally.

The old man is no longer the muscular uncle he once was.

He has really become a gray-haired old man.

This is not the first time that I feel life and death.

Qiao Qiao suddenly felt that the old man seemed unable to go further with her.

My heart felt like it had been crushed.

Broken into slag.

The doctor suggested, "Mr. Shang, Mrs. Shang, let me be honest. There is no need to treat the old man's situation. Treatment is ineffective and will make the old man more painful. Try to spend more time with him and let him Happier. Maybe if he is in a good mood, the rate of brain atrophy will slow down and his lifespan will be longer."

Qiao Qiao was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

There was something stuck in my chest, which was so oppressive that I couldn't breathe at all.

As a man, Phytolacca was extremely heartbroken.

But he cannot collapse.

On the way back to the ward, Phytolacca kept comforting Qiao Qiao.

"Let's spend more time with Dad."

"Don't be too sad. Birth, aging, sickness and death are things that everyone has to experience and are inevitable."

Qiao Qiao's voice was hoarse with sobs, "Phytolacca, dad is like this, how can you be so calm? That's your real dad, how can you not look sad at all?"

Perhaps because he was afraid of losing and was in a very bad mood, Qiao Qiao's tone was not good.

With reproach.

Even the usual address to Phytolacca has changed from the word "husband" to calling him by his first name.

Phytolacca sativa was filled with grievances.

His sadness and sorrow cannot be expressed.

He kept it all in his heart.

That was his father, his biological father.

My father worked hard for the company when he was young. He was a very conscientious entrepreneur and made many contributions to the country.

In middle age, he lost his wife again.

Losing my beloved granddaughter in old age.

Now I have brain atrophy again... Phytolacca is also choked and uncomfortable.

How could he, as a son, not feel sorry for the old man?

Qiao Qiao blamed him, just blame him. He did not fulfill his duty as a son. The old man was the one who worried about the marriage, and he has been worrying about his affairs since then.

He is indeed not good.

Qiao Qiao realized that her tone was harsh and wiped her tears, "Husband, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you."

"Don't say you're sorry." Shanglu searched for her slender figure and felt her face.

He reached out and wiped his face with tears.

I knew she must have cried to death.

At this time, the old man lying on the hospital bed suddenly sat up.

Seeing himself lying in the hospital, Qiao Qiao was still crying. He felt confused, "Why did I get to the hospital?"

"Dad..." Qiao Qiao turned around and looked at Uncle Shang Zhong. There were many things he wanted to say, but he couldn't say a word.

Shang Zhongbo asked suspiciously, "Why did I come to the hospital? Wasn't I cutting the cake just now and about to announce the name of Sanbao?"

Qiao Qiao was confused.

Is the old man awake again now?

The old man said, "Am I... again?"

At this point, the old man suddenly stopped and looked at Qiao Qiao and Phytolacca with wary eyes.

Shanglu quickly explained, "Dad, you suddenly fainted at Sanbao's Hundred Days Banquet, so we sent you to the hospital."

He didn't want the old man to know about his brain atrophy.

The old man smiled to himself.

The laughter is very vicissitudes of life.

It’s also very helpless.

When a person reaches his age, it is time for him to predict his own life and death.

He knew his body couldn't hold on much longer.

He looked at Qiao Qiao, who was suddenly in tears.

Qiao Qiao was cooperating with pokeweed and fabricated, "Dad, you fainted just now and scared me to death."

"You don't have to lie to me." The old man already knew that his brain was shrinking.

Uncle Zhong had discovered his memory disorder at home before.

That was three months ago.

He didn't believe that his memory was confused. It wasn't until Uncle Zhong showed him the video that he believed that he was indeed confused.

He hid Phytolacca and Qiao Qiao and asked Uncle Zhong to take him to the hospital for examination.

Afterwards, they concealed the illness of Phytophaga and Qiao Qiao.

"Brain atrophy is not terrible." The old man smiled extremely peacefully at his son, daughter-in-law, and the doctor next to him.

That kind of smile is the calmness and calmness of someone who has been used to the hardships of the world, birth, old age, illness and death.

In the calmness, there is also a trace of regret and helplessness that cannot change fate.

People.

Mortal.

He is not afraid of death.

The only thing he fears is that he will not be able to wait for his precious granddaughter An An to come back during his lifetime.

He didn't say these words.

If it were before, he would have burst into tears thinking of An An.

But today, he was unusually strong and calm.

There is also super spiritual power in his eyes.

Because of this spiritual power, his energy and vitality suddenly rose.

He seemed to be more energetic, "But don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me until my precious granddaughter An An comes back. The doctor also said that my disease cannot be cured, but it can be controlled. I will maintain I'm in a good mood and took my medicine on time. How dare I let myself be confused before my precious granddaughter comes home."

Qiao Qiao was already in tears.

How much does the old man love An An that he can think like this and hold on so hard?

Even Phytolacca couldn't help but burst into tears.

The ward, which was originally filled with disinfectant, suddenly had thin air.

Everyone felt breathless, and the dark sky outside the window made everyone feel suffocated in their chests.

The old man waved to Qiao Qiao, "Qiao Qiao, come here, dad has something to say to you."

Qiao Qiao, who had just wiped his tears, hurried over and sat down, and his hand was held by the old man.

"Dad." She choked with sobs.

The old man still had calmness and firm strength in his eyes, and he said: "..."

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