Chasing Secret Love: Baby's Ex-Wife Don't Want to Escape

Jiang Wanqing smiled slightly, and looked at Uncle Wang's equipment: "It's still pretty good, and the indicators seem to be normal during this period of time. Do you want to transfer to a general ward?"

Uncle Wang looked at his indicators and found that it was quite normal. In fact, the intensive care unit had a ventilator and other equipment ready at any time.

In addition, there are 24-hour nurses guarding it, and basically they can survive the most dangerous time.

In the case of Uncle Wang, most of the family members will choose to transfer to the general ward in order to save expensive medical expenses. If there is danger, it is not too late to transfer in.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang was an exception.

He said directly: "I don't want to. I'm happy to live here. I'm alone in the general ward during the day. Living here, I can stay with them instead."

As he said that, Uncle Wang turned to look at his fellow patients, some had beds next door, and some were in separate isolation rooms.

Many people could not speak and could only keep their eyes open. There were also vegetative people, most of whom had their trachea cut, and the few who could speak were weak.

Basically, none of them could get out of bed, only Uncle Wang could get out of bed and walk a few steps by relying on his tenacious perseverance.

"But didn't I watch your daughter come to see you every day?"

"She also has her own job, and she has to go back after watching it for half an hour at most. If something happens to me in the middle of the night, I have to live in. It's okay, they all have money anyway."

This is true. Uncle Wang's sons and daughters are very promising, and they have also raised several capable grandsons.

But they are all very busy. Although they know that their father's illness is very difficult, they have no time to take care of it. They are all talking about tens of millions of projects.

He even hired a high-level nurse for Uncle Wang, but Uncle Wang didn't like that. After a dangerous stay, he stayed in the ICU all the time.

"But living here is not an option." Moreover, Jiang Wanqing was still quite worried about Uncle Wang's mental state.

Here, if this person leaves today, that person will leave tomorrow, and I have no motivation to support it.

Many cancer patients are unwilling to live in the hospital. It is actually very unacceptable to watch such life and death every day.

My own psychology is also under a lot of pressure, which is very bad for the condition!
"Let's live here. Oh, my good granddaughter, don't worry about me. If you are busy, go and finish your work first."

Jiang Wanqing was a little speechless, she clearly saw the disappointment in Uncle Wang's eyes.

"I'll stay with you. You can tell me if you need anything."

Uncle Wang took a deep look at Jiang Wanqing, and lay on the bed by himself: "You really look like my granddaughter."

"Really?" From the first time I saw Uncle Wang, I exclaimed that Jiang Wanqing looks alike.

"Yeah, if I could use a mobile phone here, I'd show you her picture. She's so cute at such a young age. It's a pity, as a grandfather, I only saw her twice."

"Then when you are well, you can ask your son to pick you up abroad. Then we can see you every day."

Uncle Wang smiled wryly: "It's not that easy. I'm so old, and I'm still suffering from illnesses all over my body, and now I have this cancer, which is still at an advanced stage. They're afraid that I, an old man, will infect the baby."

"Why, cancer is not contagious."

People should have some common sense. How can cancer be easily transmitted?

"After all, it's not good for a sick person to come into contact with children. I'll forget it. The old grandson who was on the bed yesterday also left."

All of a sudden, Uncle Wang looked at the empty hospital bed and said with some emotion, people, in the past few decades, there is nothing in the blink of an eye, and I don’t know if there is a soul after leaving like this.

"Doctor Jiang, are you afraid of death?"

Uncle Wang suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Wanqing seriously.

Jiang Wanqing also saw so many people who lived and died, but when she heard these words, her heart still skipped a beat.

"There is no one who is not afraid of death, but thinking that everyone has such a day, I feel a little calm. Uncle Wang, what is going on with you today, you are usually like a pistachio, why did you become so sad today? Woolen cloth?"

Jiang Wanqing asked with a light smile, hoping to make Uncle Wang feel better.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang shook his head: "It's my time too."

"Uncle Wang, you are in good spirits now, don't talk nonsense. You will definitely survive this test."

Uncle Wang's age is actually not too big for the elderly. He is over 70 years old. If he can survive to ensure that the cancer cells will not spread again, he can live to be 90 or [-] years old.

But this kind of thing is very difficult to say.

Because the elderly are not like middle-aged people, they cannot withstand chemotherapy. Generally, the treatment methods for them can only be based on each person's physical condition.

Don't look at Uncle Wang in good spirits, but in fact he is very thin, and people with cancer are also easy to lose weight.

Now he is almost in a skinny state, and it is hard for him to walk two steps every day when he gets up, although he will be rushed to the bed by the nurse every time.

"Xiao Jiang, you are a good person. I know my own body well."

After thinking about it, Uncle Wang said, "Actually, I don't have any regrets in this life. My old lady must have missed me, and she will ask me to go with her so soon."

"Uncle Wang, if you are talking nonsense like this, I will go out to work." For some reason, Jiang Wanqing felt vaguely worried.

Everyone says that the elderly will have a premonition before they leave, so does Uncle Wang also have such a premonition?

Bah, bah, bah, it won't be like this.

"Okay, Uncle Wang, you should take a rest quickly, don't talk like this anymore, you are blessed, and you can live a long life."

Uncle Wang smiled and was speechless.

Jiang Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief after watching him close his eyes, and told the nurse to watch him carefully, then left the intensive care unit and went back to work on his own.

When it was time to get off work, Jiang Wanqing was ready, Qi Shaowei's car also drove to the door, and Jiang Wanqing was just about to get in it.

The critically ill nurse chased after her in a hurry: "It's not good, Dr. Jiang, Dr. Jiang!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Wanqing instinctively told her that something must have happened, so she quickly got out of the car and asked, "Is something wrong? Uncle Wang?"

"How do you know, Uncle Wang went into shock suddenly, and he will die soon. Now we have just notified the family members!"

rumbling...

There was a dull thunder in the sky, just like Jiang Wanqing's mood, her tears came down instantly.

The first time she was so sad because a patient left, she couldn't remember how she ended up in the intensive care unit.

Seeing Uncle Wang lying there peacefully, his lips turned white and his body gradually getting cold, Jiang Wanqing couldn't believe what he saw.

Qi Shaowei naturally also followed, but because he is not a doctor and cannot enter the intensive care unit, but from the nurse's mouth, Qi Shaowei can also imagine why Jiang Wanqing is so sad.

This afternoon was fine, but now there is a separation between yin and yang, and Jiang Wanqing is so sad that she can't speak.

Not long after, Uncle Wang's daughter came, and she couldn't help crying when she saw her father leave.

But fortunately, she didn't make trouble with the doctors and nurses, instead she packed up her things and informed her family to arrange the funeral.

When Uncle Wang was being carried away, Jiang Wanqing also came out of the intensive care unit. Seeing that Qi Shaowei was still waiting for him, she said, "Let's go, let's go back."

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were so red, Qi Shaowei saw it, and felt a little distressed: "Everyone is like this, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable laws."

"I know this, but Uncle Wang told me in the afternoon that he was leaving. I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

"It's useless to think about it now, sorry. Let's go. Let's eat outside today. What do you want to eat?"

Qi Shaowei suddenly spoke in a very gentle tone, Jiang Wanqing shook his head: "Just go home and eat, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay then, I'll do it."

At the same time, in Qi Shaowei's villa, Chen Mei came to visit, and the servants at home saw his wife coming, and they became nervous after being relaxed for many days.

Chen Mei was very upset from the moment she entered the door, and the butler followed her tremblingly.

"Look at the floor, how dirty it is! Did you work hard?"

"Returning to Madam, we have already scrubbed once every two days, and we absolutely dare not slack off!"

Chen Mei frowned: "Why does it only take two days to wash it? Didn't it be cleaned once a day before? How can my son pay the corresponding wages for your work like this?"

As she said that, she touched the rotating handle: "Look, it's full of dust! How can I rest assured that my son lives here!"

Chen Mei is very strict.

The housekeeper was suffering and couldn't tell. Every time Chen Mei came over, no matter how spotless the floor was, she would say that it was dirty to death. Chen Mei's servants didn't know how they survived.

"Returning to Madam, the young master has not lived here for a long time."

"Will you be lazy if you don't stay here? No... Wait, what do you mean?"

Chen Mei turned around and looked at the butler in front of her with a serious face: "What do you mean you don't live here anymore? Where does he live if he doesn't live here?"

The housekeeper was very embarrassed: "I don't know about this, I only know that the young master packed some things to salute, and after he left that day, he never came back to live except occasionally to pick up things."

what? !

Chen Mei was undoubtedly very surprised when she heard the news. She glared at the housekeeper, "You don't even know where your young master lives. How did you become the housekeeper?"