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"Call me when you get home. I'll go back later. Go to bed when you're full. I'll be there when you wake up."

In fact, I wanted to ask a few more words, but felt that it seemed too nagging, so Shen Boyan just frowned and sent her to the elevator.

Mo Chang'an gently stroked his stomach in the elevator, and watched the elevator floor go down.

He stopped on the first floor with a ding. Originally, he felt a little hungry. In fact, he really wanted to rush back to eat and rest immediately, but when he reached the first floor, he looked up at the hall on the first floor. When I saw the sign of the nursing department, I suddenly had an idea in my heart.

The footsteps walked towards the sanatorium.

Either she is unfilial, or she is unfilial, in fact, she has always avoided seeing her mother like that, and her father like that.

People are more resistant to things that make them sad.And she was particularly resistant, always wanting to use busy work as an excuse to escape.Her parents' illness made her feel too lost and sad.

She also couldn't help being envious, seeing Jin Yan's treatment of Jing Zhe and Yin Qingfang's treatment of Lu Lili before.

She would also think, how nice it would be if her mother wasn't sick?You don't have to envy anyone.

So looking at the signboard of the nursing department, I suddenly wanted to see her, really wanted to see her, even though, she probably didn't recognize me at all.

Mo Changan never mentioned the thing that disappointed her the most, but it wasn't actually Shen Boyan's cold attitude towards her before. She felt that she could still fight for those things.

What she lost most was that her mother didn't recognize her. No matter what she said or what she did, her mother always looked like she didn't recognize her, and looked at a loss.

There is even no way to fight for it. Alzheimer's disease cannot be cured. Now that science is so advanced and medicine is so advanced, it can't cure my mother's disease.

This is what Mo Changan feels most disappointed about.

So the more I walked towards the nursing home, the heavier my steps became.

The sanatorium is an independent yard behind the south building. The environment is very good. There is a three-story building in a well-greened yard. It feels like a paradise in the hospital, without the depressing atmosphere in the hospital.

Walking into the building, I saw two nurses in the nurse's station.

The nurse recognized her and said with a smile, "Ms. Mo is here? It's really enviable to have such a big belly and still be so slender."

Mo Changan smiled slightly, "Is my mother okay?"

"As usual, I'm in good spirits in the morning, but not so good in the afternoon, and the worst in the evening, but fortunately, I eat and sleep on time, and I seldom lose my temper. I'm in pretty good shape."

The nurse was right. Anyway, Alzheimer's patients are all like this. They are most energetic in the morning, and the more confused they become in the afternoon and evening.Some children have a bad temper and don't eat well and don't sleep on time. Qiao Wei is the best to serve her. Although she is also confused, she is still obedient. She doesn't have to worry about eating, bathing and sleeping.

Mo Changan nodded, "I'll go in and have a look."

What came to mind after saying this sentence, "Where is my father?"

Later, because Mo Jiangyuan had woken up from the coma and was out of danger, but he was paralyzed, so he was also transferred to the convalescent department.

The nurse was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "Your father has already been discharged from the hospital, don't you know, Ms. Mo? Just yesterday, uh... another Ms. Mo and Ms. Zhou came over and took him out of the hospital."

When the nurse mentioned Mo Jing'an, she didn't know what to call her, so she could only say it was another Miss Mo.

"And when the bill was settled, it was done by your subordinates, Ms. Mo, so we thought you knew about it."

Hearing what the nurse said, Mo Changan remembered that he had indeed promised Mo Jingan, Zhou Yichun wanted to take his father home to take care of him, she nodded in agreement.

How long has it been?Mo Chang'an was a little surprised, he moved so fast, Zhou Yichun really cared about his father, so she was not angry, but felt a little relieved.

He glanced in the direction of the ward where his father lived before. They were all in the nursing department. Every time he came to visit him in the hospital, it was convenient. After visiting him, he could walk a corridor to Qiao Wei's ward.

Originally, the two were husband and wife, but later they became patients living in different wards in the same department.

Mo Chang'an walked into Qiao Wei's ward. Qiao Wei was still the same, sitting in a wheelchair, and the wheelchair was parked in front of the French window. She looked out of the window quietly, her eyes were calm and lifeless, and she couldn't see any thoughts.

Hearing the movement behind her, Qiao Wei turned around and saw Mo Changan, she smiled, "You're here."

Mo Changan was shocked, and looked at Qiao Wei fixedly. She... did she recognize herself?

"Mom, you...recognize me?"

After only one question, she was disappointed, because Qiao Wei's gaze was still dull, she could see the confusion, but she still smiled, "I know, you used to come to see me often."

It's just that he recognizes her as a common person, but he doesn't know her as his daughter.

"Well, yes. It's been a while, you're not mad at me, are you?"

The loss only lasted for a moment, anyway, it was nothing more than the same as before, the mother didn't know that this was her daughter, but at least she remembered her a little bit, and Mo Changan was somewhat happy.

He also talked a little more, "I am too busy these days, so I don't have time to see you. I am happy to hear from the nurse that you are eating and sleeping well."

Qiao Wei still had a gentle smile on her face, "I'm not angry with you."

Having said that, she kept looking at Mo Chang'an's stomach. Chang'an stepped forward and stood in front of her. Qiao Wei reached out and touched her stomach gently.

"When will you give birth?" She looked at Mo Changan's stomach with kindness in her eyes, and just asked.

"It's been six months. It should have been born in winter."

It's already the end of August, and it's midsummer, so the expected date of delivery is indeed in winter, maybe it will be in time for the Chinese New Year.

"It's good to be born in winter. Children born in winter have a good temper, but they are stubborn. My daughter An An was born in winter. She has a good temper. She has never blushed, and she doesn't like to cry. She is just stubborn. She has to do what she wants to do." Do it. And born in winter, confinement is easy to confinement, confinement in summer is very hot, so nestled, the mood will be irritable, the child born in summer, the temper is also hotter."

Qiao Wei spoke unhurriedly, with smiles in her eyes, but Mo Changan's nose felt a little sore after hearing this.

Mother still remembers that she was born in winter and that she has a good temper, so why...don't recognize her?

She didn't listen to Qiao Wei's words carefully, and focused on what Qiao Wei said about her.

If you listen carefully, you may be able to hear some clues. For example, she said that the confinement period in summer is very hot, and that children born in summer are more hot-tempered.

Bai Luo was born in Xia Tian. In the midsummer of 18 years ago, in London, England.At the end of July, it was the hottest time in the UK. Although the temperature was not high, it was still summer anyway.