Chapter 524: hope
Chapter 524 Hope
“Xiaoxiao, come quickly! Come and see your uncle.”
Qiao Hui pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao excitedly and didn't let go for a moment.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was pulled in front of Song Qingyun.
The Song Qingyun in front of him was completely different from the humorous and intelligent uncle in his memory.
His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he lay there silently.
It seems that everything in the outside world has nothing to do with him.
Jiang Xiaoxiao still doesn’t know what’s going on.
It’s just that I haven’t seen anyone outside for a week, but the world has turned upside down.
“Uncle, what’s going on?”
She hurried over in a hurry and didn't have time to see Song Moting, so she didn't know what was going on. She just knew that Song Qingyun was sick.
"A week ago, your uncle was found to have been attacked on the head in the office. After being sent to the hospital for rescue, he became a vegetative state. It is said that the person who attacked him was an acquaintance who committed the crime. Your uncle has always been kind to others! I don't know Whoever is so cruel must kill him."
Qiao Hui's words shocked Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Is there still such a thing?
If this happened to Song Qinghe, Jiang Xiaoxiao wouldn't be surprised. With Song's mother as a person and Song Qinghe's behavior, the couple would probably have a grudge against others.
But Song Qingyun is different. Song Qingyun is a good old man, and he has a bottom line in doing things. He has never done anything wrong.
Uncle Song is a real gentleman.
Uncle Song couldn't even quarrel with others, so how could an acquaintance attack him?
How much hatred there is, or it may involve the interests of others, but with Uncle Song's personality, it is absolutely impossible to compete with others for fame and fortune.
Whenever you encounter anything, you give in and give in. It is not a strong relationship where you want to compete with others.
Such a good old man can encounter such a thing, what happened in the middle?
Qiao Hui held on to Jiang Xiaoxiao tightly, "There are no outsiders here, Xiaoxiao, please, auntie."
Jiang Xiaoxiao understood what Qiao Hui meant as soon as he heard this.
The secret recipe passed down from her family in her hand is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Song Moting protected her very well. Every time these peaches were dealt, it would definitely pass through the hands of the two of them, and it was impossible for any trace to be leaked to the outside. This was also to ensure her safety.
However, the effects of the ancestral secret recipe are still known to a small group of people. After all, this matter is not a secret.
Besides, with the ancestral secret recipe being blocked from outside, it is very convenient for Jiang Xiaoxiao to do things.
“Auntie, I understand what you mean. Don’t say whether you beg or not. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you. No matter what, this is Mo Ting’s uncle, and we are a family.
The biggest problem is actually not whether I can help or not, but I am worried about whether the ancestral secret recipe can cure my uncle’s vegetative symptoms? After all, in ancient times, people probably didn’t call this drug a vegetative state. I’m not sure that this ancestral secret recipe can really make my uncle return to normal. "
Jiang Xiaoxiao always thought that her peach could cure all diseases, but she later discovered that the effect of her peach was sustainable, which meant that after a certain stage, the peach did cure the disease, but it did not cure the disease. It doesn't mean you won't get the disease again in the future.
If you don't take proper care of yourself in the future, you will still get this disease. The efficacy of peaches can only last for a certain stage. After that stage, your body's condition will still be the same as that of all ordinary people.
They will also suffer from birth, old age, illness and death.
The problem is that what my peach treats is basically traumatic injuries, and this vegetative person has no idea which aspect it belongs to.
It was definitely impossible for Uncle Song to perform an operation, so she really didn’t know how effective her peach juice would be if she drank it.
The peaches grown on the peach trees in Lingquan Water have a special effect. So far, she has no way of confirming that a certain type of peach is specifically designed to treat vegetative diseases.
If there were such a peach, then I would be great.
But the uncertainty is too great.
The only thing she can be sure of is that she can try her own peach juice for her uncle, but she should not mess with the peaches in the spiritual spring water, because the peach has the opposite effect. If she fails to cure the person, she will kill the person. To be put to death is the greatest sorrow.
Qiao Hui seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.
"Xiaoxiao, I'm also a doctor. Of course I know that even a doctor can't really bring the dead back to life. Auntie understands that people make decisions and success depends on God. I just want you to give it a try, even if there is a chance. Woolen cloth?
Even if you don’t succeed, your eldest aunt will never blame you. This can only be said to be your uncle's fate. "
Jiang Xiaoxiao said this just to put the ugly words first. In fact, even if Qiao Hui didn't have to say it, she would definitely take out the peach juice. Seeing her uncle lying on the bed like a dead man, this feeling must not be good. Feel good.
Even if he is an outsider, Jiang Xiaoxiao will definitely try to save him, not to mention that this is Song Moting's uncle and one of his own.
But it's obviously not the right time now.
"I still have to go home to get the secret medicine from my aunt's family, and I don't necessarily have a lot of it at home. I'll go back and take a look first. If it's not available, I'll prepare it for my uncle. So don't worry."
Qiao Hui nodded eagerly. Even if Jiang Xiaoxiao said that it would take a year to get married, she would agree. If there is a glimmer of hope in one year, it is better than a lifetime.
"Xiaoxiao, don't have any psychological burden. Auntie knows that you are a good boy, a real doctor, and you have the world in mind. If this medicine is really useless to your uncle, you really don't have to worry, you You can go back and ask your grandma and grandpa.
Your aunt is not the kind of woman who makes trouble unreasonably and goes to the doctor to trouble her even though her own patient cannot be saved. No matter what, I would like to thank you, and I will remember this kindness in my heart. "
Jiang Xiaoxiao squeezed Qiao Hui's hand, gave her some comfort, and set off to go home.
Things are a bit confusing.
Back home, Song Moting was going out with a thermos bottle.
The old lady and the old man are all lying in the hospital now and need someone to take care of them. Song Moting went home and asked his aunt to cook porridge and sent it to the hospital himself.
He was in a state of confusion for the past two days and stayed in the hospital to take care of his grandparents.
Today I went home to take a shower and tidy up.
He didn't bother Jiang Xiaoxiao. Even if Jiang Xiaoxiao came back, he could only help take care of her in the hospital. He couldn't give peach juice to the old man and his wife because of such a slight problem.
Of course he knew what Jiang Xiaoxiao was doing in the research room.
He had no intention of alarming Jiang Xiaoxiao.
The glutinous rice **** are now taken care of by an aunt. Of course, Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu also come over to take care of the glutinous rice **** during the day. Their family owes this favor a lot.
Now seeing his daughter-in-law, Song Moting was speechless and choked.
He had been holding back from looking for Jiang Xiaoxiao, just wanting to wait for Jiang Xiaoxiao to come out before looking for her.
He knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao would probably be able to find a way to save his uncle. Now that he saw his wife, he really didn't know where to start.
The only option was to go up and hug Jiang Xiaoxiao, hug her tightly and absorb the warmth.
Jiang Xiaoxiao stroked his back, "It's okay, everything will be fine."
(End of this chapter)
