That night, Nie Zheng finally came to the sanatorium.
He felt very guilty towards his mother, and felt both guilty and grateful towards Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao hugged him and patted him gently, "When you come, just stay with her. It doesn't matter how much you do, just let her feel your feelings, that's all."
Nie Zheng: "I will stay here these two days to accompany you."
Feng Xiaoxiao felt nervous and nodded without saying anything.
When Nie Zheng arrived at the nursing home, he had already seen the doctor first. He must have learned about Ye Wanrong's current condition from the doctor.
Feng Xiaoxiao accompanied him and went in to see Ye Wanrong.
Ye Wanrong was sleeping quietly on the bed, and she didn't appear to be in any particular pain.
Feng Xiaoxiao held Nie Zheng's hand and pulled him outside before speaking.
"If you have any questions, let's not say it in front of mom. I heard from experienced nurses that when mom is in this situation, she is not really asleep. She can actually hear it."
The nurse also said that even if a person really dies, the last thing that disappears is the hearing.
Therefore, if they want to talk about Ye Wanrong's condition, it is best to avoid her.
Nie Zheng quickly shook Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, and Feng Xiaoxiao comforted him: "Don't be too sad. In fact, she is autonomous. She has no other pain except sleeping."
It's a blessing among misfortunes.
Nie Zheng nodded, speechless.
He is not good at expressing his emotions verbally.
Compared with some men who like to talk about "love", it usually takes a long time to find out who Nie Zheng cares about in his heart.
In the evening, Nie Zheng also stayed in the nursing home.
When he arrived, he still had a lot of things to do. Feng Xiaoxiao asked him to sleep in the small study, but she still had to stay with Ye Wanrong.
The small study room is in good condition, but the bed is a bit small.
Feng Xiaoxiao did not want the help of the nurse and made the bed by herself.
Nie Zheng stood behind her and listened to her murmur: "This bed is a little bit awkward. It's a little difficult to turn over. You can make do with it."
Nie Zheng couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged her from behind.
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled and could feel his helplessness.
Nie Zheng was afraid. Although Ye Wanrong did not fulfill her responsibilities as a mother well, Nie Zheng was still afraid of losing her.
At this time, nothing was appropriate, so Feng Xiaoxiao could only let him hold her and pat his hand.
Nie Zheng said: "It's so hard for you to stay with Mom."
"No way."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and turned around in his arms, "It's more comfortable to sleep over there than here, the bed is bigger."
Nie Zheng twitched the corners of his lips, knowing that Xiaoxiao was trying to forgive him.
No matter how big the bed is, Xiaoxiao will definitely not be able to sleep well all night long.
Xiaoxiao is doing this so that she can discover her mother's problems at any time... "How about..." Nie Zheng was blocked by Feng Xiaoxiao before he could finish his words, "Be good, you will be treated as an iron man, and a candle will burn at both ends.
, even ten people can’t bear it.”
Nie Zheng nodded and obeyed her words.
The couple slept in separate beds under the same roof. This was the first time for them since they fell in love.
However, the two hearts have never been so close as tonight.
Late at night, Feng Xiaoxiao slept in a daze. She had developed a habit of staying alert even when she was asleep by Ye Wanrong's bedside.
She suddenly heard a strange noise, sat up immediately, turned on the light, and rushed to Ye Wanrong.
"mom!"
Ye Wanrong closed her eyes and described it as being in great pain.