Rebirth: Splendid Ma Chapter 1108 - 1108 1109 Crude and Direct Comfort

??Chapter 1108: Chapter 1109: Crude and Direct Comfort

Chapter 1108: Chapter 1109: Crude and Direct Comfort

But now that she suddenly knew she might not make it, the thing she wanted to hear the most was sothing definite, optimistic about her illness, yet Duan Qingqing never said these things. Why was ng Chaojun still coaxing her and indulging her?

Chiang Xiao actually didn’t quite understand what Duan Qingqing really wanted to do.

“Let’s go, let’s go. It’ll be peaceful once we leave. Little, you still have to go back to school for classes in the afternoon, right?”

“Yes. But I’ll co back early. I’ll apply to move out of the dormitory, for special circumstances, they’ll agree.”

“Ah, you’ve worked hard,” Old ng sighed.

ng Baoyuan ca out, glanced at Chiang Xiao, and also said to Old ng, “Great-uncle, I’ll head back first, I’ll co over again in the afternoon. I’ll go and tell grandfather to have one of the aunts co over and help for a few days.”

Old ng waved his hand weakly, not saying whether it was good or bad.

“Grandpa, you should go rest. I’ll go upstairs and talk to my uncle,” Chiang Xiao’s gaze flickered. She was going to contribute so much Nourishing Body Tea, she couldn’t let ng Chaojun break down first, wasting her good stuff.

“Okay, okay.”

Chiang Xiao went upstairs to ng Chaojun’s room, but when she saw the door was open and nobody was inside.

“Uncle?”

Chiang Xiao frowned and searched around, only to discover ng Chaojun in the small room across from ng Xinian’s room.

That small room had always been locked, and she thought it was a storage room. Now that the door was open, she looked inside to find a bedroom decorated quite cutely.

ng Chaojun was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, holding an old photo album, silently crying.

ng Chaojun was actually crying.

And crying as if the whole world was coming to an end.

It was a cry of despair that was extrely suppressed.

Chiang Xiao wanted to turn around and leave, when ng Chaojun suddenly said in a nasal voice, “This is Xinian’s room.”

Chiang Xiao stopped in her tracks.

ng Chaojun stood up, ca out, and shoved the photo album in her hands, “He wanted this album when he was a child, and I always told him it had long been burned by . When he cos back, you give it to him.”

Chiang Xiao looked down and saw an old photo on the page she had opened, where a beautiful woman was looking tenderly at her.

With just one glance, she knew it was ng Xinian’s mother.

ng Xinian’s eyes looked like hers, very beautiful.

ng Chaojun didn’t say anything more and walked past her towards his own room.

“Uncle.”

Chiang Xiao called out to him.

ng Chaojun paused.

“You still have a cure, at least, you won’t die.”

Chiang Xiao knew her words were too blunt and direct, but this was sothing she could assure now. The Spirit Spring Water should be able to keep him from dying, at least not in a short ti.

Such blunt and direct words were exactly what ng Chaojun subconsciously wanted to hear at this mont.

He turned around.

“What did Doctor Chen say?”

“I went to dicine Mountain at Renzhi Hall before and happened to find a herb that can fight tumors, along with the herbs I dug up in the deep mountains back ho, they’re just right for your illness.” Chiang Xiao paused, “You should also be clear about the effects of the potion I gave you.”

Clear, how could he not be clear?

Every ti after drinking the potion she gave, his headaches eased, and he felt better.

Even if that kind of potion could be addictive, had dependencies, then being dependent on it for a lifeti would also be considered a good cure, wouldn’t it?