Chapter 884: Chapter 883: Mother Missing Her Sister_1
Chapter 884: Chapter 883: Mother Missing Her Sister_1
“My younger sister was married off to the Capital City, and she hasn’t been back for more than ten years. A few years ago, her relationship with her husband was not harmonious, and her old illness couldn’t be cured. My mother often thinks of her sister and cries every ti she rembers her.”
“Grandma.”
Lin Qingluo’s eyes dimd for a mont, forcibly suppressing the sourness in her heart, and then she put on a playful smile, comforting softly: “Mother’s health is much better now, and her relationship with father has also improved.”
“Besides, there’s Qingluo here. With Qingluo by mother’s side, all her worries and troubles will be gone, and mother’s face is filled with smiles every day, her mood couldn’t be better.”
“Hehe, isn’t that the truth.”
Ye Fengmian was amused and continued along with her thoughts to comfort his mother.
“Mother, you don’t have to worry about your sister anymore. With our little Qingluo here, she will surely be healthy and smooth sailing, and live a peaceful life.”
“Qingluo, my good child.”
Old Madam Ye smiled contentedly, patted Lin Qingluo’s back of the hand, and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
“Grandma knows you are the most sensible and well-behaved. With you accompanying Xue’e, Grandma has one less worry and can leave this world peacefully…”
“Mother.”
Ye Fengmian’s eyes suddenly reddened, interrupting his mother’s words.
“Uncle, Grandma…”
Lin Qingluo was startled and subconsciously looked at her grandmother’s leg.
“Old Madam, Qingluo just arrived today, let’s not speak of sad things.”
Noticing the atmosphere was off, Madam Ye forcibly changed the subject: “The welcoming banquet is ready; we can sit down to eat now.”
“Alright, let’s eat.”
Old Madam Ye wiped her tears and smiled affectionately: “We can’t let our darling Qingluo go hungry.”
*
After the dinner, Ye Fengmian arranged for the young n to rest in the guesthouse courtyard.
Lin Qingluo stayed in Wen Garden alone, accompanying Old Madam Ye.
Before Madam Ye left, she quietly gave Lin Qingluo a signal, and the two walked out of the room, finding a quiet corner to talk in private.
Lin Qingluo was worried: “Aunt, does Grandma have an incurable disease? Why is Uncle so down?”
“I was just about to talk to you about this.”
Madam Ye leaned forward, lowering her voice: “Old Madam has been feeling down ever since she got the leg illness, always ntioning life and death. My husband is a filial son and can’t bear to hear his mother talk like this. Every ti he does, he becos depressed for a long ti.”
“Is that all?”
Lin Qingluo’s heart felt a little at ease: “Has a famous doctor seen my grandmother’s leg?”
“Yes, we consulted one.”
Madam Ye sighed sorrowfully: “But they all said that Old Madam’s leg can’t be healed by dicine alone, and she must have surgery to cut open the skin and flesh and scrape the bone to remove the bone spike for a complete cure.”
“Bone spike.”
Lin Qingluo understood: “Without surgery, there really is no better solution.”
Madam Ye’s face turned slightly pale: “They also said that Old Madam is old, and there’s no guarantee for the surgery. Once the anesthesia is used, and she falls into a coma, whether she can wake up depends on her own fate.”
“Ah.”
Lin Qingluo sighed sadly, having to admit that the famous doctor’s diagnosis was correct.
“Qingluo, you also know dicine. What’s your opinion?”
Madam Ye was alard upon hearing the sigh, anxiously rubbing the handkerchief in her hands.
“There is a way.”
Lin Qingluo contemplated for a mont, having an idea: “As for the specific treatnt plan, let think about it.”
“With your words, your aunt can rest assured.”
Madam Ye was relieved, breathing a long sigh. The heart which had been hanging in her throat finally settled back into her stomach.
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