After rebirth, I replaced my ex-husband Bai Yueguang

"Okay, you also have a good night's rest. Tomorrow we will go to the hospital to have a good understanding of the situation with the doctor." I gently took my mother's hand, leaned on her shoulder, and comforted me softly.

My mother nodded and squeezed out a smile. I went upstairs with her slowly. After watching her enter the bedroom, I went to my own bedroom. Luoluo and Mingchu slept soundly and soundly in the crib.

Looking at their sleeping faces, they are so cute and innocent, but they no longer have a father, and grandparents, because they can't recognize each other, it is very good to have grandparents who love them, if even these have to be lost...

I can't imagine what it would be like to lose my parents, and I don't want my two children to lose their grandparents.

"Baby, we will get better, right?" I kissed Luo Luo and Ming Chu on the cheeks, and said softly.

At the beginning of Ming Dynasty, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised up, as if he had a dream, and he showed a lovely and sweet smile. This smile made my heart calm down, and I had the courage and motivation to face everything.

I went to take a shower and then I forced myself to sleep, but because I had something on my mind, I only slept for three or four hours, and I woke up at dawn.

"Luoluo, Mingchu, why did you wake up so early today?" I heard a pair of chubby little white hands stretched out from the crib, and then even the little feet lifted up, shaking non-stop, very soft almost cute.

I went over to take a look. When Luoluo and Mingchu saw me, their eyes widened. They seemed to know each other, but they seemed to be in a good mood.

Auntie opened the door and came in. She greeted me, then picked up Luo Luo, and I picked up Ming Chu and went downstairs together.

After changing Luo Luoming's diapers and feeding her morning milk, the aunt first pushed them to the yard to get some fresh air. Although it was a bit cold, the two children wore a lot of clothes, so there was no need to worry.

At this time, my parents came down from upstairs. I don't know if it was a psychological factor. After knowing that my father had lung cancer, I felt that his whole face seemed to be filled with black air, which was a very bad feeling.

In fact, we have only been separated for a short time, and it is not possible for a person to completely change in such a short period of time.

"Yiyi, when did you come back?" My dad didn't seem to know that I came back last night, he asked in surprise.

"I arrived last night, but I saw that you were asleep, so I didn't go to wake you up." I replied, and then went forward to hold my dad's arm, the tall man who could easily lift me above my head when I was a child , now has gray hair all over his head, and his figure is a little stooped, full of a sense of powerlessness.

No matter who it is, when they get old, they will gradually be unable to do what they want, but I don't want to see my parents like this.

A feeling of distress and helplessness made my eye sockets almost turn red again.

I can't make my dad feel more uneasy. If I cry as soon as I come back, it seems that he is seriously ill, and it will only increase his psychological pressure.

"Why didn't you wake me up when I came back? I might not have fallen asleep at that time. I am old and have a shallow sleep." My dad patted my hand and smiled kindly.

But in his smile, it is obvious that he is not as relaxed as before.

"I heard from my mother that you are not feeling well recently, so I just want to come back to see you, and I will accompany you to the hospital later." I pretended to be relaxed and said, "You used to be in good health and have a good foundation. Don't worry."

My dad glanced at my mom, and then replied, "I'm fine, don't listen to your mom's nonsense, it's not that serious, I'll just go to the hospital by myself, I just made an appointment with the doctor to talk about the condition today."

"It just so happens that I'm with you, otherwise I don't feel at ease." Naturally, I insisted on following along.

Under my insistence, my dad had no choice but to take me with him in the end. My mother is going to the company today. She is already old, but she is still running between the company and the family. I feel more and more incompetent.

The doctor my dad made an appointment with was a director-level doctor, who was mainly experienced in fighting lung cancer. He talked to us about my dad's condition in detail, and he was quite optimistic.

"You have to put your mind at ease, cooperate with the treatment, surgically remove the lesion, treat early and recover early." The doctor told my dad.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'm already old, so what are you afraid of, I must have a good mentality." My dad replied.

But last night my mother told me that he refused to cooperate with the treatment, because he was afraid that he would pretend to agree in front of the doctor.

The doctor asked my dad to be hospitalized directly and not to go back. At this time, my dad's true thoughts were exposed. He refused to be hospitalized and insisted on going back.

No matter what the doctor and I tried to persuade him, he just insisted on going back, and he would come to the hospital again when he needed treatment.

In the end, the doctor had no choice but to let us go back first.

"Dad, what are you doing? You must be hospitalized in this situation, and you need an operation!" After leaving the doctor's office, I couldn't help asking my dad angrily.

My dad drooped his head and said nothing, just walked to the elevator.

There are people coming and going in the hospital, and from time to time you can see some patients who have been tortured horribly by the disease, either sitting in a wheelchair or being supported by their family members.

My dad will look at those patients more often, and there are obviously deep scruples in his eyes.

There were a lot of people in the elevator, so I didn't ask my dad any more.

I was a little sulking along the way. It was obviously a curable disease, so why wouldn't my dad cooperate with the treatment?He was joking with his own life!

My mother has come back from the company. She asked us what the doctor said today. I wanted to sue her and say that my father refused to be hospitalized, but when I turned my eyes, I saw my father's decadent appearance. He was sitting on the sofa On, in a daze with a cigarette in hand.

"It's nothing, the doctor said that his condition is still optimistic, as long as the operation is removed." I squeezed out a smile and said to my mother, so as not to make her worry more.

My dad took one look at me, sighed silently, then got up and walked upstairs.

Looking at his back going upstairs, I felt bad.

"He still refuses to be hospitalized?" Unexpectedly, my mother had already guessed what happened today. "When I went to get the results, they asked him to be hospitalized immediately, but he refused."

"What is my dad resisting?" I was a little hard to understand.

"Maybe it's because of fear. Do you still remember Uncle Li? The uncle who used to play at our house when we were young, a bit fat?" My mother asked me.

I have a little impression, but since I entered junior high school, I have never seen that uncle again.

My mother sighed deeply, "Your Uncle Li died of lung cancer. He was in the middle stage. The medical technology at that time was definitely not as good as it is now. When he passed away, your father was also with him in the hospital."