"If the fourth child is here, he will definitely say to put more chili noodles and two kilograms of shabu knives. Good meat must be paired with soju, otherwise it will not taste good... Oh, mother-in-law, what are you doing? Why are you looking at me?

Throw away your shoes? Do you think they don't fit your feet?"

Ms. Liu deliberately yelled and teased Ms. Tan and ran out of the house.

Tan wanted to give chase, but Sun held him back.

"Mom, let's not get along with our fourth brother and sister. She's going crazy. Let's just stay close to my father-in-law first!"

Mrs. Sun persuaded Mrs. Tan, and Mrs. Tan turned around and came to the bedside, and gave Old Yang a hard push when he was still hesitating and undecided.

"You old thing, you're still imitating the pretentiousness of a child when you're no longer young?"

"The doctors have been invited here for you, and they are not idlers. Do you want to treat me?"

"Just pull your pants down and don't even fart!"

"If you don't treat it, it's just a matter of words. Let's break up now and do what we have to do!"

Lao Yang's head looked like he was in pain, he closed his eyes slightly, and screamed: "I'm really going to die now..."

Mrs. Tan clapped her hands and loudly ordered Yang Huazhong in front of everyone: "Okay, prepare your father's funeral. There is no way to save him. I'm leaving!"

After saying these words, Mr. Tan actually really wanted to leave.

Old Yang became anxious and stretched out his hand to grab Mr. Tan.

Tan's hand was thrown away, and he only caught a piece of clothes.

Old Yang tried his best to raise his head and raised his upper body with difficulty, "What a cruel old woman, I'm about to die. Are you going to leave so cruelly?"

Tan glared at him, "What can I do if I don't leave? I can't go with you, right?"

Seeing that Lao Yangtou did not argue with this sentence, he opened his old eyes wide and looked at her expectantly.

Mrs. Tan was obviously panicked. In the next moment, she slapped Lao Yangtou on the face: "If you want to die, don't get involved with me. If you really want to be buried with someone, go find your Yun Ya. That's your sweetheart."

Woolen cloth!"

Yes, at the critical moment, Tan stabbed the old man with the romantic deeds he had done a few years ago.

The old man was angry and in pain. He let go of Tan's sleeves and lay back in pain and helplessness. He made a fist and beat his heart hard, "This is really driving people to death!"

Yang Ruoqing originally didn't want to go to the bedside, she just wanted to stand here and say a few words.

As a result, the little guy Yuanyuan she was holding in her arms was trying hard to get off.

Yang Ruoqing had just leaned over to put him on the ground, but as soon as his feet touched the ground, the little guy ran crookedly towards the bed...

Yang Ruoqing turned him around, not wanting him to go to the bedside because Old Yang had vomited when his head hurt so much.

Everyone's attention was focused on the old man himself, so the dirt on the ground had not yet been cleaned up.

Yang Ruoqing quickly changed Yuanyuan's direction. However, the little guy noticed something was wrong after he took a few steps. He screamed, turned around and ran towards the bed again.

Although the body is small and soft, and the legs are not very strong, the desire to run to the bed at this moment is very firm and resolute.

That means there is no turning back, that means one man is the one who can block ten thousand men!

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly, guessing that this little guy probably saw Old Yangtou lying on the bed and kept screaming, as if he was singing a big show. The little guy was brave. Not only was he not afraid, he also wanted to see what happened...

With no other choice, Yang Ruoqing had to pick him up and take him to the bedside.

After the little guy came to the bed, he pointed at the old Yang who was still moaning on the bed, opened his eyes wide, and made several screams that no one could understand.

Everyone at the bedside was really helpless with Old Yangtou. Wangsheng tried to persuade him a few times, but Old Yangtou was like an old child and didn't listen to Wangsheng at all.

She was particularly protective of his legs, as if she were protecting two baby bumps.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing opened her mouth.

"Master, congratulations. You will be able to stand up soon and walk by yourself like before."

As soon as Yang Ruoqing said this, everyone on the bed and beside the bed were surprised.

Old Yangtou himself didn't even have time to open his eyes and ask Yang Ruoqing what he was talking about and what he meant!

Mrs. Tan was the first to approach Yang Ruoqing, "Fat girl, what are you talking about? You said your father's leg is getting better? Is that what you mean?"

Yang Huazhong and Sun also gathered around Yang Ruoqing. Sun wanted to take Yuanyuan into his arms and hold her, but was worried that Yang Ruoqing's arms would be sore from holding her for too long.

However, Yuanyuan suddenly stopped giving face to Sun and decided to stay in Yang Ruoqing's arms.

Mrs. Sun smiled helplessly and had no choice but to let him go.

In fact, Mrs. Sun didn't understand Yuanyuan's little thoughts. This little guy was afraid that Mrs. Sun would carry him away from the bed. He was looking at Old Yang, blinking with curious and bright eyes. The old man in his eyes,

Like a big black-armed baboon that beats its chest and howls.

If he was carried away by Mr. Sun, then he wouldn't be able to see the big baboon!

Sun didn't understand what Yuanyuan meant, but Yang Ruoqing did.

She patted Yuanyuan's back gently to show comfort, and did not reply to Tan and the others. Instead, she said to Old Yangtou again: "Sir, you couldn't feel your legs for so long before, so you can't feel anything at all."

There is no treatment.”

"Now, you can feel pain in your legs, which means your legs have regained consciousness, which is a good thing."

"If you can seize this opportunity and let Brother Wangsheng treat you, you may be able to recover and stand up again. If you miss the opportunity for treatment because you are afraid of pain, you may have to use a wheelchair for the rest of your life.

I will be with you until the moment you close your eyes and lie down in the coffin..."

Yang Ruoqing didn't have a chance to finish her words.

Why?

Because Lao Yangtou interrupted.

"Really? Qing'er, you didn't deceive me?" Lao Yangtou looked excited. His face, which had been pale with pain before, suddenly glowed with an excited red light at this moment.

It's as if there is a small glowing sun, a small golden wheel, installed on the back of his head, spinning and spinning...

Yang Ruoqing nodded solemnly: "If you don't believe it, just give it a try."

Old Yangtou looked at Wangsheng, "Wangsheng, is what Qing'er said true? Is that really true?"

When Wang Sheng walked into the guest room and heard what Yang Huazhong said about what happened, he started to think that way.

But because the old man's reaction was too intense, he felt like a porcelain doll that couldn't bear injury or failure. Wang Sheng himself was not an expert in bones. Even if he was guessing, he didn't dare to guarantee it, so he hesitated.

, did not express his guess.

What Yang Ruoqing just said shocked Wangsheng secretly, because she actually thought of going together with him.

Now, Yang Ruoqing has set a precedent and proposed this idea. Facing Old Yangtou's inquiry and the inquiring eyes of other people beside the bed, Wangsheng took a deep breath and said: "Old Uncle Yang,
Chapter completed!