After Mr. Wang retired, he rented a piece of farmland, and at that time vowed to take the people as his own responsibility and work hard to research new varieties of vegetables. Unfortunately, due to Alzheimer's disease, the research results were forgotten again and again, and later Mr. Wang also
I recognized the reality, gave up my dream at that time, and started growing some simple fruits and vegetables. Almost every month I would send some to the Wang family's villa.
This time, when he heard that his sweet grandson was participating in a neighborhood school activity, Mr. Wang immediately picked the oranges that Wang Ling loved to eat as a child, but he got confused in the process of carrying the oranges onto the tricycle.
During dinner, the old man showed off his skills as a star chef for many years.
Appetizer, salad tomatoes, Elizabeth potatoes...
Staple food, pure black fighting chicken, roasted ear root with sauce, honey and winter melon soup...
Dessert, Angry Banana…
When the old man announced the names of the dishes in a serious manner, Wang Ling was almost sure who the old man's master was... Even if he wasn't Juan's mother, he definitely had an affair with Juan's mother!
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In the past, when the old man came to Wang's house, he would usually ride off on his tricycle early the next morning. But this time, during dinner, Father Wang forced the old man to stay a few more days. The reason was simple... because of the old man's old age.
Dementia has reached the point where it cannot be cured... When the old man was cooking, he actually forgot to add salt!
Now even the old man was completely upset. He had said before that even if he forgot everyone, he would never forget how to cook the food... but he didn't expect to kill himself in one bite.
Obviously, the old man's Alzheimer's disease has reached a terminal stage. Last month, Dad Wang actually took the old man to the hospital for a visit. The doctor said that the old man's Alzheimer's disease was very special and that medication alone would not work. He was suffering from heart disease.
You also need to be careful with medicine.
So this time, Father Wang kept Mr. Wang and planned to find a powerful psychiatrist to give him thorough psychological counseling.
Then……
The next day on Sunday morning, another person came to the Wang family's small villa... Lie Mengmeng came.
Facing Mr. Wang, Lie Mengmeng took a deep breath, her weak body trembling a little, and then took a deep look at Father Wang: "Is this what you told me...the important event in life?"
"Didn't you study psychology in college? You were also a graduate student under Professor Jiang." Dad Wang said.
"...But I haven't seen anyone for a long time." Lie Mengmeng was a little innocent. There are many psychiatrists on the market now, but most of them are part-time, because this job is not only unaffordable in the era of cultivation.
There is plenty to eat, and it is also a high-risk profession. Many psychiatrists have been hacked to death by patients who shouted that they were not sick.
So after Lie Mengmeng graduated from college, he changed his job and became an editor. At least, this job does not require publicity often, and you can make money just by sitting...
On the side, Wang Ma tried to smooth things over: "How about... let's forget it? This is too embarrassing for Xiao Song."
Father Wang turned his head shamelessly: "I don't care! You have to watch it today, even if you don't want to watch it! Otherwise... I will stop updating! Leave the site!"
"Don't!"
Lie Mengmeng almost cried, her eyes filled with tears: "Let me see! Can't I see it?"
There are many authors who hug editors these days, but this is the first time I have seen them threaten editors with updates and withdrawals. Lie Mengmeng is about to cry without tears. If Wang Situ is angered, his job will be at stake.
Smash!
Although Lie Mengmeng has retired from the field of psychology for many years, she still has some understanding of the concept of Alzheimer's disease. However, Alzheimer's disease caused by mental illness like Mr. Wang's is quite special. After thinking about it, Lie Mengmeng decided to first
Ask a few questions to determine the extent of Mr. Wang’s dementia...
"My name is Song Zikai. Grandpa Wang can call me Xiao Song." Lie Mengmeng looked at the old man and said.
The old man didn't know who Lie Mengmeng was, but he knew that this was the psychiatrist that Wang's father hired for him. He was still a little nervous. His hands couldn't help but tremble even when he heard such a soft and cute person like Lie Mengmeng speak.
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"Grandpa Wang, don't be nervous, I want to ask you a simple question."
The old man thought for a moment: "What are you talking about...Xiao Song, can I ask you a question first?"
"Well, Grandpa Wang, let me ask." Lie Mengmeng nodded.
Mr. Wang: "They all say that my Alzheimer's disease is very serious. Is this true?"
Lie Mengmeng: "You have to ask questions to find out."
Mr. Wang: "I have another question..."
Lie Mengmeng: "Grandpa Wang said..."
Mr. Wang: "They all say that my Alzheimer's disease is very serious. Is this true?"
Lie Mengmeng, Father Wang, and Mother Wang: "..."
Come on! No need to ask, this is not serious...it is simply that Tamar is terminally ill!
Upstairs, Wang Ling couldn't help but cover his face, and sighed deeply in his heart... He always felt that Lie Mengmeng might go crazy before Mr. Wang was cured.
In the end, Lie Mengmeng was kept by Father Wang until Mr. Wang's unsalted lunch at noon before leaving. Before leaving, the old man sent Lie Mengmeng to the door and held Lie Mengmeng's hand tightly: "It's really
Sorry, Dr. Song!"
"You're welcome, old man..." During the meal, the old man kept asking the same question repeatedly, which made Lie Mengmeng still not calm down.
"How is my dad doing?" Dad Wang took Lie Mengmeng aside alone and asked.
"I just made some simple notes. Grandpa Wang's Alzheimer's disease is more complicated. There are still some details that need to be confirmed by the teacher..." Lie Mengmeng's words were false. Since graduating from college, except for the holidays,
I will send a group text message to Professor Jiang. In fact, I haven’t seen him for a long time. Who knows if Professor Jiang still remembers him as a student?
"That's really troublesome for you!" Dad Wang said.
"If you want to thank me, please give me more updates quickly!" Lie Mengmeng rolled her eyes and said angrily.
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Today, the Wang family's small villa seemed to be particularly busy. As soon as Lie Mengmeng left, a man in a black suit came to the door of the villa with a serious look on his face, holding a small box.
The man from SF Express was here. Wang Ling sensed the courier's presence from all the way and came to the door early to wait.
When the man saw the recipient coming, he immediately handed the express delivery to Wang Ling with both hands, and then bowed and saluted: "S.F. Express! The mission will be fulfilled! Sir, please give me a five-star review!"
Wang Ling lowered his head, remained silent, and just signed.
I saw the man take out a rating device from his suit pocket: "According to my husband's consumption preferences, now I have a five-star rating, and I will immediately receive ten bags of Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles!"