Chapter 1167 We Are Not Hungry (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

At 7:15 pm, the emergency room light turned from red to green, and the operation was over. A male doctor walked out of the door, took off his mask, and looked a little tired.

With a whoop, everyone gathered around.

"How is my father?"

"Well I have some bad news and some good news."

The male doctor pursed his lips, looked at the old woman who came forward tall and said:

"The good news is that the rescue was successful. Mr. Ogawa is now out of danger and will wake up in an hour."

The old woman said ‘hmm’ and asked:

"What's the bad news? Just tell me what you have to say."

"The bad news is."

The male doctor sighed, took the medical record from the nurse, and handed it to the relative:

"According to MRI, cerebral angiography, CT, and neuroradiological examination, Mr. Ogawa has symptoms of ventricular enlargement and deepening of brain sulci, commonly known as brain atrophy."

"The previous symptoms of fainting and foaming at the mouth were also due to the central nervous system being affected. The condition is not optimistic."

Born in a medical family, the old woman understood what the doctor said immediately, but Tumen Yasuhui on the side was a little confused. This was not his professional direction:

"What does brain atrophy have to do with the central nervous system?"

"Brain atrophy is a degenerative disease. As we age, the human body will naturally lose some brain cells. This process is very slow. It only accelerates when exposed to external trauma, disease or infection, and the damage is more obvious."

Miss Miyano said solemnly:

"When brain cells are lost, the brain cannot maintain its original size, and it will shrink just like heated lean meat."

"This disease is very common and mostly occurs in the elderly. It may cause dementia, memory impairment, behavioral disorders, personality changes and epilepsy. If I guess correctly, Mr. Ogawa Yoshio just fainted due to epilepsy. wrong?"

"Oh yes."

The doctor nodded.

"But that's actually not the most important thing."

Miss Miyano recalled the knowledge she had learned and pondered:

"Mr. Yoshio Ogawa already has early symptoms of Alzheimer's disease, which is also a degenerative disease, manifested in various aspects such as memory loss, slow reaction, poor executive ability, slurred speech, etc. Brain atrophy may not. It will definitely worsen the condition of Alzheimer’s disease!”

"This lady is right."

The doctor looked at Miss Miyano in surprise:

"Mr. Ogawa Yoshio's Alzheimer's disease has worsened again. This is just the first epilepsy. The same symptoms will occur in the future, and the onset time will be shorter each time. In the end, there will be no cure."

"How long can the adopted man live?"

The old woman's voice sounded a little trembling:

"Don't hide it, I am his wife and have the right to know!"

"1-2 years. If the care is good, no more than 3 years."

The doctor knew who the old woman was and did not dare to disobey her, so he told her bluntly:

"Mr. Ogawa will need the company of others in the following days. His mobility has been affected. He currently needs help from others to walk. If he gets sick a few more times, he will have to use a wheelchair. I am very sorry. I have tried my best. "

Shaking her head, the doctor left. The old woman stood there blankly, as if she couldn't accept the result. She didn't raise her eyes until the bed was pushed out of the emergency room. She seemed to have aged many years for a moment.

When she returned to the ward, she stayed in front of the bed. No one dared to disturb her. After a long time, the old woman finally spoke. Her hoarse voice was like a traveler in desperate need of water in the desert, full of twilight:

"No matter who he is, you must find him."

"Mother, what are you talking about?"

The old woman did not answer her son's question, but stared directly at Sakaki, her cloudy eyes full of sadness and anger.

The doctor just said that external trauma may accelerate brain atrophy, and Yoshio Ogawa fell down the stairs not long ago and hit his head. This was one of the reasons for his illness.

If he had not fallen down the stairs, Ogawa Yoshio might have lived a few more years and would not have had to suffer from epilepsy.

From this moment on.

The old woman's mood changed.

The doctor is kind-hearted, but she is not a doctor. She wants the prisoner to pay the price he deserves!

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Although Sakaki is not a righteous partner, he can empathize with this matter.

If his loved ones were pushed down the stairs and nearly died, he would only be angrier and crueler than the old woman.

"Foster man, I'm home."

The old woman stood up on crutches and said to her unconscious husband on the hospital bed:

"Let's go home."

At 8:30 pm, Sakaki and others drove to Ogawa Yoshio's home.

This is a standard Japanese-style courtyard. A zigzag-shaped ring-shaped wooden house is located among Luwei Qingchi, flowerbeds and ancient cypresses. It is quiet and peaceful. It is twice as big as an ordinary villa. There are almost three Kudo mansions. It's so big that it can accommodate 50 people for permanent residence. It has a history of almost a hundred years.

Maebashi City is naturally not as prosperous as Tokyo. It is possible to have a courtyard like this in the city center. Money alone is not enough. The Ogawa family must be extremely powerful.

"You're back."

As soon as he got off the car, Sakaki saw two women in classical kimonos standing at the door to greet him. One was nearly middle-aged, and the other looked like no more than a high school student. They were probably the daughters and granddaughters of Akutagawa Fuuna.

With the help of Masaki Ogawa, Yoshio Ogawa, who had already woken up, got out of the car. He looked pale and haggard, with a emaciated body, like a bamboo pole in the cold wind, with a blank and dull look in his eyes, as if he didn't even recognize his own home.

"Yuli, tell Nimura and the others that they should eat lighter in the future."

"Yes, Nimura and the others said that today's dinner is grilled salmon, shrimp and tofu pot with pickled side dishes, fried dumplings, and miso soup."

The middle-aged woman named Yuli immediately responded:

"Is this okay?"

"Yes."

The old woman nodded and walked into the entrance first.

Hearing the names of these dishes, Kid's face changed instantly, turning dark blue.

It's very light and healthy, but the fish and shrimp

Hiss.

It's really unacceptable.

"If you don't like it, I can ask the chef to make some other dishes."

After work, Ogawa Chengzhi had changed into casual clothes. Noticing that Kid's face was not right, he smiled and said:

"What do you want to eat?"

Sakaki Cheng and the others looked at each other, but Kid muttered:

"Are there any non-fish dishes? I don't eat fish."

"Of course, Nimura and his team were first-class chefs in their time. They knew many international cuisines, and their best was Italian cuisine. It just so happened that my family bought high-quality Wagyu beef recently. How about making you a spaghetti bolognese and a steak?"

"Thank you very much."

"Mr. Domon and the others?"

"We?"

Domon Yasuki raised his eyebrows and said lightly:

"We are not hungry."