I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

He suddenly heard the little girl ask his grandson if he wanted to treat his leg.

He was afraid that his eldest grandson, who was feeling disheartened, would say something to refuse, so he hurriedly expressed his need before his grandson.

Then he looked at Mo Yan with hope.

He knows Director Xing Tian, ​​and he is a good man.

Moreover, his status does not allow him to bring unreliable people to his home.

With his status, he has plenty of places to take people shopping, but every year Director Xing would bring some people to visit his shop. The old man was not an ungrateful person, he knew that Director Xing was finding ways to help them.

Therefore, there is no possibility that Director Xing teamed up with strangers to deceive the grandparents and grandchildren.

Therefore, this young woman must have some special abilities.

After all, the person who asked this question was a little girl of a few years old. Children are innocent and cute, unlike adults who have so many twists and turns and dirty thoughts.

It is possible that he saw his grandson sitting in a wheelchair and felt pity for him, so he asked such a question.

If he doesn't seize the opportunity and misses it, his grandson may never get well in his life.

"Girl, no, no, comrade, hello, can you cure my grandson's leg? Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will spare no effort, please help us."

"Little brother, do you want to be cured?"

Pei Zaizai still insisted on looking at the boy in the wheelchair, staring at him with his big eyes without blinking.

"Rong Huan, please speak up! Rong Huan!"

The old man was anxious.

She looked so afraid that the boy would refuse her that she was almost in tears.

The young man named Rong Huan slowly raised his eyes and looked at the little cub wearing a cute pink princess dress.

"Can it be cured?"

His voice was a little hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

"Can you let my mother take a look? My mother has seen it and said it can be cured, so it must be cured."

Pei Zaizai answered seriously, but did not directly guarantee that it would work.

The old man looked at Mo Yan for help, "Comrade, please take care of me!"

Mo Yan didn't put on airs. Since the cub had asked, the young boy had responded, and the old man was eagerly looking forward to it, she might as well do a good deed for the day.

Seeing Mo Yan approaching the boy's wheelchair, the old man hurried over, put down the watch box in his hand, and then said to the boy, "Rong Huan, grandpa is lifting the blanket."

Rong Huan did not refuse, nor did he let the old man lift it. He lifted the blanket covering his legs first, revealing a pair of loose trousers underneath.

"Grandpa, my mother's name is Mo Yan. My name is Pei Zaizai, and Grandpa can call me Niu Niu."

"Thank you, Niuniu!" The old man looked grateful and said to Mo Yan respectfully, "Mo, Miss Mo, I am sorry for my rudeness."

"You're welcome, old man."

"If it's convenient, lift up your grandson's trouser legs so I can take a look at the condition of his legs."

"Hey, good!"

When the old man heard this, he quickly pulled up both of Rong Huan's trouser legs.

Rong Huan wanted to stop him, but he only stretched out his hand halfway before he stiffly retracted it.

Over the years, he knew too well what his grandfather was worried about.

Because of his legs, the family’s wealth was almost drained by half.

Whenever he exchanged good items for some money, his grandfather would take him to seek medical treatment and medicine everywhere, and he was cheated more than three or five times.

Seeing his grandfather's hair turning white and having to worry about the rest of his life, Rong Huan sometimes felt that living like this would be worse than dying so as not to burden his grandfather.

But he also knew that once he died, his grandfather, without his support and sustenance, would probably collapse immediately.

Over the years, the grandparents and grandchildren have already regarded each other as the motivation for their survival.

If either one gives up, the other will die.

He also knew Director Xing. If he was an unreliable person, he would not stand by and watch others cheat their grandparents.

Therefore, this kind-looking mother and daughter must be really capable.

However, Rong Huan was not confident about his legs. After so many years, no matter how hard his grandfather tried to massage him every day to maintain his legs, his legs had become so deformed and shriveled that they were almost unsightly.

Is there really any chance of recovery?

Rong Huan was very confused.

He didn't even have time to calm down before he heard the pretty woman nod calmly, "The nerves aren't properly connected, it's not a big problem, it can be cured."

"Really, really?"

for a long time.

There was maybe a full minute or two of disbelief and silence.

The old man finally realized what Mo Yan said.

After uttering those two trembling words, he suddenly burst into tears as if his emotions had been released.

Without waiting for Mo Yan and Xing Tian to react, he, despite his old age, knelt down in front of Mo Yan.

Just when he was about to kowtow to Mo Yan, Mo Yan held him and gently pulled him up, so he had to stand up.

"You don't have to be like this, old man. My cub likes your grandson and wants me to treat him. It's not purely to help you. I just pamper my cub."

"Miss Mo, I will never forget your kindness. No matter what you say, I only know that you cured my grandson's leg. You are our family's great benefactor."

As he spoke, the old man still insisted on bowing to Mo Yan three times.

He also did not forget to sincerely thank Pei Zaizai, "Niuniu, grandpa thanks Niuniu, Rong Huan!"

The old man looked at his silent grandson, "Rong Huan, did you hear that? Your leg still needs treatment, why don't you say something?"

Rong Huan was actually also in a daze.

He had seen too many doctors, and almost all of them shook their heads. The few who were confident only said to try their best, but the hope was not too great because it would take too long.

Anyone who tells them they can cure the disease is almost certainly trying to cheat me out of my money.

So this time when he suddenly heard Mo Yan say that it could be cured, even though he believed that Xing Tian would not bring anyone to their house to deceive them, he still felt a little bit unbelievable.

His eyes were filled with astonishment, suspicion, and then a glimmer of pitiful hope.

He didn't look at his grandfather, nor at Mo Yan, but at the little girl in front of the wheelchair, "Niuniu, is it true?"

"Well, my mom never tells lies. My mom is the best, the best in the whole world. If my mom says it's okay, then it must be okay. Don't you believe it, little brother?"

Rong Huan finally felt a little bit of reality now.

He believes it!

He was willing to believe it again.

Whether he will continue to be a burden to his grandfather in the future, or whether he will have the hope to stand up like a man and become his grandfather's support, all depends on this time.

"Mo, Aunt Mo, please heal my legs. I want to stand up like a normal person."

"Miss Mo, I'm counting on you!"

The old man bowed again.

When Xing Tian saw things suddenly develop to this point, he suddenly came to his senses. Wait, this... could Comrade Mo Yan really be a female doctor?

Aren’t they here to buy watches?

How come it suddenly became a matter of treating the legs?

Rong Huan's legs have been paralyzed for so many years, and Comrade Mo Yan just took a look at him, without even pinching him, and said it could be cured?

Isn’t that a bit too hasty?