Chapter 1,175 Mom, What’s Wrong with You? (Three)

When the doctor heard this, he sighed, "Ms. Xiao, I can no longer answer this question. Mrs. Xiao's tumor seems to be under control, but you know, no one can be sure about what is in the brain. At the beginning, we judged Mrs. Xiao could not live more than half a year, and it has been a year now before she suddenly broke out. I can only say that if she continues to take the medicine of that Chinese medicine doctor, if she can live one more day, she is competing with God for her life."

To live one more day is to compete with God.

Zhuang Nainai felt that her throat was being choked and her nose was extremely sore.

When she was in a daze, she heard Xiao Qi's questioning voice, his voice trembling: "Is this disease uncomfortable?"

Is this disease uncomfortable?

When Zhuang Nainai heard this, he also looked at the doctor.

The doctor was silent for a moment and then said: "It's very uncomfortable. The symptoms of brain tumors are headaches, often accompanied by nausea and vomiting. It makes people feel powerless. The main reason for this disease is that it tortures people almost all the time. , which may affect vision in severe cases.”

Headache, nausea and vomiting...

Zhuang Nainai suddenly thought about how often she saw her mother rubbing her temples with her hands, about hearing the strange noise in her mother's room that night, about the noodles Cui Xingjue made for her that day, and she vomited them out...

She suddenly covered her mouth tightly, bit her fist, and cried softly.

It turns out that when she was happy and playing with Xiaolanlan, her mother was still experiencing such pain.

She still remembers that when Ding Mengya and Butler Li had trouble, she called her mother and asked her to comfort him. At that time, her mother said she would call Ding Mengya. At that time, she was still thinking about what her mother was busy with. Why don't you go see your best friend? Isn't that the time when my mother is actually feeling the most uncomfortable?

One year, three hundred and sixty-five **** nights, my mother suffered in silence alone.

When she vomits to the point where she can't help herself, will she want to take a medicine and slowly move to the medicine bottle by herself?

Could it be that one late night, my mother had a headache and couldn't sleep, so she rolled on the bed silently with her head in her arms and endured it?

Could it be that at a certain moment when she was acting coquettishly, her mother was actually facing a peak of pain?

Her tears fell slowly, and her body trembled slightly because she was holding back her tears.

And Xiao Qi,

The whole person has aged so much.

He thought, was it when he resented her or scolded her that she was actually suffering?

During this year, she has been silently accompanying them and her family, acting so peacefully and suppressing her pain. What kind of character and forbearance must be required for a person to bear this?

Xiao Qi's eyes finally turned red, and a drop of turbid tears slowly fell from the corner of his eyes.

There was silence in the entire VIP ward.

Everyone sat in the living room without saying a word. Zhuang Nainai stood at the door of the ward, watching her mother's hair being kicked out and wearing a hat. She closed her eyes and frowned, as if she was enduring some pain.

Even when she was sleeping, she was in pain all the time, but she didn't know anything.

Zhuang Nainai lowered his head.

After a while, Xiao Qi's voice was heard, "You knew this a long time ago?"

Zhuang Nainai turned around and saw Si Zhengting standing in front of Xiao Qi with his head lowered. Hearing Xiao Qi's question, he nodded, "Yes."