"Should I help you think about it?" An Ran scratched her hair, "But I can't think of it right now. Can you hold on for a few more days? I'll tell you as soon as I think of it!"
"Yes." Sheng Xin nodded, "That's all we can do..."
She couldn't give up on Zong Zhenglie, and she didn't want to hear him say hurtful words every day, so she could only wait for An Ran to find a solution.
.......
The next day, Sheng Xin cooked a pot of porridge and put it in a thermos.
Although it's not as delicious as Zong Zheng's, Sheng Xin really put his heart into it.
After filling the thermos, Sheng Xin took a taxi to the hospital.
When he opened the door, Zong Zhenglie was still asleep, and only Zheng Meishu was sitting on the nursing bed nearby, reading a newspaper.
"Auntie." Sheng Xin walked in and said hello to Zheng Meishu.
Zheng Meishu nodded to her and said softly, "You came here so early, why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
"I'm worried that Zong Zhenglie will get emotional."
She knew that Zheng Meishu would be unable to do anything if Zong Zhenglie started to cause trouble.
Besides, she couldn't sleep at home, tossing and turning over and over worrying about him, so she might as well be able to see him in the hospital.
Also feel more at ease.
"Oh, thank you so much." Zheng Meishu looked at Sheng Xin, then at Zong Zhenglie who was still sleeping, then stood up and said to her, "Girl Sheng Xin, come out with me."
"kindness?"
"I'm afraid I'll wake up my second son. Let's go out for a while. I have something to tell you."
Sheng Xin nodded, "Oh, okay."
...
In the corridor of the hospital, the smell of disinfectant water is particularly strong.
Sheng Xin followed Zheng Meishu to the door of the ward, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong, Auntie? Did Zong Zhenglie say something to you again?"
"Yes." Zheng Meishu nodded and sighed, "Yesterday after you left, my second brother told me that he still loves you, but because he loves you, he can't let you be dragged down by him...
..."
Sheng Xin smiled and said, "Well, I guessed it."
She knew Zong Zhenglie's character, so she thought about it.
"You know?" Zheng Meishu raised her eyebrows, "Then your decision is..."
"Auntie." Sheng Xin took Zheng Meishu's hand, "Do you even think that I am the kind of woman who can't wait to leave when she sees Zong Zhenglie like this?"
"No, Auntie didn't think so! I just wanted to ask what you meant. After listening to the second child yesterday, I also felt that it was really unfair to you."
At such a young age, she can find anything. There is no need for her to spend all her youth on her son.
For this reason, no matter what decision Sheng Xin makes, Zheng Meishu will not blame her.
"Aunt! There is nothing fair or unfair." Sheng Xin shook his head and glanced at the door of the ward, "I will not leave Zong Zhenglie, don't worry! No matter what he says about me, I will endure it and help him.
He overcame this difficulty! Didn't the doctor say that Zong Zhenglie can still be cured?"
"But he also said that we can only wait for a miracle..." In fact, Zheng Meishu remembers these things in her heart.
"As long as there is a slight possibility!" Sheng Xin smiled and comforted, "Auntie, don't worry, I believe this miracle will happen! As long as Zong Zhenglie can cooperate with the treatment, he will definitely be fine!"
She believed...she was his miracle.
"Yes." Zheng Meishu nodded and held Sheng Xin's hand, "Girl Sheng Xin, my aunt is afraid that she will wrong you!"