The good wife and mother worked herself to death, and was reborn to win the game

After Zhao Yueying was given three bottles of water, she slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

Her lips were dry, her throat was hoarse, and she couldn't speak with her eyes open.

The moment she raised her head and saw Cheng Youheng, tears suddenly flowed down her face.

"Mom, I'm sorry I came back late and made you suffer during this time."

Cheng Youheng is usually arrogant and domineering outside, but when he saw his mother crying, his eyes also became red.

Zhao Yueying just looked at him silently without saying anything, her tears kept flowing, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Is your mother awake?"

Doctor Cheng disliked the smell in the room, so he took a chair and sat in the yard.

He heard the noise in the room and walked in putting on a mask.

"woke up."

Cheng Youheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with red eyes.

"It's okay once he wakes up, just take him away quickly."

Dr. Cheng couldn't stand the stench in the room even though he was wearing several layers of masks.

He now wished they would leave immediately and couldn't wait to do it himself.

"But my mother just woke up and hasn't recovered yet. How about we observe her for a while?"

Cheng Youheng was a little hesitant, and Dr. Cheng had already started to chase people away.

"It's okay, it's okay. Your mother's awakening means the situation is not serious."

"You are of no use to me. You might as well take him back home and have a good rest."

The mother and son stayed here for the entire afternoon, making his clinic stink.

Several villagers who wanted to see a doctor saw Cheng Youheng here and smelled the stench in the house. They immediately turned around and left without caring about the disease.

Cheng Youheng has not given him any medical expenses until now, let alone helped him change his bed sheets and quilt covers.

If they continue to stay here, the clinic will probably be filled with this lingering stench for the next few days.

Dr. Cheng's emotions were too intense, but Cheng Youheng was frighteningly calm.

"It's okay if you don't leave. Just pay the medical bills and I'll let you do whatever you want. Otherwise, you'll affect my business, which is definitely not okay."

Doctor Cheng said something ugly in advance, and Cheng Youheng pursed his lips and remained silent.

He couldn't afford the money, and even if he could, he would have sent his mother to the hospital in town. Why should he treat her in this small clinic?

"Let's go. I'm leaving now."

Zhao Yueying was so weak that she could not speak, let alone walk.

When she came, Cheng Youheng carried her in his arms, and when she left, he also carried her in his arms.

Not long after the mother and son left, Dr. Cheng immediately opened the doors and windows, removed the bed sheets and quilt covers, and sprayed disinfectant in the bathroom.

The stench was finally covered up until the entire clinic was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

When Cheng Youheng returned home, the house still stank.

He put his mother in his room, lowered his head and silently cleaned the house.

The house was so dirty and smelly that it took him four hours to clean until the smell dissipated a lot.

At night, Cheng Youheng boiled a large pot of water, poured it all into a wooden barrel, and gave his mother a comfortable hot bath.

Cheng Youheng took a brand new bar of soap and rubbed his mother's entire body himself.

Most of the soap had been used up, and the originally clear bath water became turbid, and the strong stench finally dissipated a lot.

Cheng Youheng changed his mother into clean clothes and cooked noodles for her himself.

My mother used to love eating noodles the most, and Cheng Youheng thought she still likes it now.

But I didn’t expect that my mother vomited it all after just a few bites.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? What happened to you?"

Zhao Yueying fell to the ground without saying a word, and Cheng Youheng almost collapsed.

The next morning, Cheng Youheng rushed his mother to the clinic again.

Dr. Cheng was disgusted by their arrival, but fortunately, the foul smell on Zhao Yueying was no longer there.

He examined Zhao Yueying's body and finally came to the conclusion.

"Your mother is prone to nausea and vomiting after eating because of a brain injury. Just give her more porridge in the next few days."

Dr. Cheng has been a village doctor for more than ten years. The reason why he did not go further is not because he did not want to, but because his ability is limited.

For simple illnesses, you can have a checkup, but for complicated ones, you’ll just have to hope for the best.

Cheng Youheng didn't have much hope when he came, he just came to ask for peace of mind.

After he went back, he did what Dr. Cheng said, and his mother's vomiting symptoms improved a lot.

Cheng Youheng stayed with his mother for three days, taking care of her personally during these three days.

My mother's mental state has improved a lot, but she still can't speak.

When she opened her mouth she just uttered "hmm" and "ah" in unclear language.

Cheng Youheng was really worried about her, so he carried her to the village clinic.

Doctor Cheng changed her medicine, checked her head injury again, and finally came to the conclusion that...

"After your mother suffered a blow to the head, she lost her ability to speak, and her intelligence declined."

When Dr. Cheng spoke up to this point, his voice became much weaker, and in fact, he wasn’t very sure either.

After just a few tests, he discovered that Zhao Yueying's intelligence had dropped a lot compared to before.

My mother has had a hard enough life. She didn't get to enjoy the blessing of her children and grandchildren when she got old. Being paralyzed was painful enough, and now she has become mute and mentally retarded.

"What? How could this happen?"

Cheng Youheng sat down on a chair beside him, holding his head with both hands and suddenly felt a severe headache.

After the pain, Cheng Youheng calmed down quickly.

He took care of his mother at home for three days, but Cheng Wenxiu didn't come over.

It can be seen that if he had not returned home early a few days ago, his mother would have been left at home and starved to death.

The more Cheng Youheng thought about it, the angrier he became, and his anger made him lose his mind.

Cheng Youheng picked up the stick from the corner and shouted angrily, gritting his teeth.

"Cheng Wenxiu! Cheng Wenxiu! You are so good! How dare you pretend to obey me but actually disobey me? Aren't you afraid of retribution for treating my mother like this?"

Cheng Youheng dragged his stick and was about to go find someone. He was not a good-tempered person.

Now his actions were dominated by anger, and he seemed a little crazy.

Cheng Youheng was dragging a stick to go out and beat someone, but Dr. Cheng immediately stopped him when he saw that something was wrong.

"Cheng Youheng, don't go. Don't go yet. I have something to tell you before you leave."

"I just found out about this, and I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"Just listen to what I have to say first, and don't be quick to get angry."

Dr. Cheng held back the furious Cheng Youheng because he was afraid that he might hurt innocent people in his rage.

"what's up?"

Cheng Youheng turned around with a frown on his face. His expression looked very bad and he was extremely angry in his heart.

"That's right. I just heard today that Cheng Wenxiu was originally helping you take care of your mother at your home, but was later beaten up by her grandmother and forcibly dragged away."

"Where's Toh?"

Cheng Youheng's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were twitching wildly, and he had a premonition that something big was going to happen.