Walking back, Luo Yan frequently observed Lin Miao.

After she was feeling a little more stable, she told the doctor what she said.

“How long can it last?”

Lin Miao asked.

Luo Yan shook his head slightly, with a serious expression.

Lin Miao suddenly opened her eyes and looked out the window.

My eyes gradually turned red and my enthusiasm slowly surged.

"Luo Yan parked the car on the side of the road and pulled her over and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal. All we can do is to let the elderly leave as safely as possible."

Lin Miao nodded slightly, wiped off the tears that had slipped out of the corners of his eyes, and squeezed to him a little smile.

Luo Yan touched her head twice, stroked the corners of her eyes with his long fingers, and wiped away the remaining tears.

She was sure she would no longer cry, so she started the car.

When he got home, Lin Miao refused Luo Yan's company and entered the bedroom.

Luo Yan walked around the house and saw that there was only a little water and juice in the refrigerator, so he filled it.

The bedroom is still very quiet.

Luo Yan put the rice he bought on the table and quietly went downstairs.

In the bedroom, Lin Miao tossed and turned, and could not dissipate her face, which was so thin that she was almost discolored.

At noon the next day, after settling down in the shop, Lin Miao went to the hospital again.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I heard Gao Miao's depressed crying from afar. Lin Miao followed the sound and found her crying in a man's arms.

And that man turned out to be Cui Bin.

Lin Miao blinked, quietly retreated, and turned to the dean's office.

The dean had just arrived at work and saw her coming in, he signaled her to sit down.

Lin Miao was anxious and asked about the expert before the dean made tea.

"My attending doctor and I both used our relationship to inquire," the dean put down the teapot and sat down slowly.

"He is now in his late stage and there are signs of spreading," the dean shook his head slightly. "With current technology, even if experts come, there is no way."

Lin Miao pursed his lips tightly, and after a while she whispered: "How long will he have?"

"At most half a month," they are all insiders, and the dean does not make any ambiguity.

Lin Miaoyishu.

This period is usually made more, which means that Uncle Gao only has ten days at most.

"You should be careful about the expert, and you don't have to mention it to the outside world. As for the expert," she paused, "I'd better ask him to come here. I don't ask him to treat it. As long as he gives the patient confidence and allows the patient to live longer."

"Okay," the dean looked at Lin Miao with a heavy expression and nodded in agreement.

Lin Miao left the dean's office in a heavy mood.

When I returned to the stairs, there was no one around the corner.

Lin Miao entered the ward and Gao Cheng was awake.

Seeing Lin Miao coming, he pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty.

"Miaomiao," Gao Miao stood up from the edge of the bed.

Lin Miao rolled his eyes quickly and found that Cui Bin was not there.

"How is Uncle Gao?"

She smiled and went to the bedside.

"The doctor just came here and said it was pretty good," Gao Miao touched.

Lin Miao's eyes drifted.

I think the doctor told Gao Miao about Uncle Gao's situation, so she cried so sadly.

"That's good," Lin Miao smiled and pulled Gao Cheng's hand.

"Uncle Gao, I just asked the doctor that your disease is interested in experts and will be here in the next few days."

Gao Cheng's eyes lit up, but he had just finished the operation and could not speak for a while.

"Really," Gao Miao hurriedly interrogated, "Is that a rescue?"

Lin Miao nodded with a smile.

"That's great, dad," Gao Miao held Gao Cheng's hand happily, his eyes full of hope.

Gao Cheng's eyes bent.

No matter how firm he said, his instinct to survive could not be changed.

Lin Miao sat with her smile for a while, and Cui Bin came in from outside with her things in her arms.

When Cui Bin saw Lin Miao, he blinked.

Lin Miao smiled and tilted his head at him, giving up his position with tactfulness.

Cui Bin hurriedly sat over, put the things on the table, and whispered: "Uncle, I'm here."

Lin Miao's brows moved slightly.

It is obvious that Gao Cheng has already accused of the matter between the two.

Gao Cheng nodded, his eyes kept on his face.

Lin Miao quietly withdrew from the ward.

Gao Miao followed closely behind.

"Miaomiao, when will the expert arrive?"

Gao Miao's voice was obviously a little cheerful.

Lin Miao sighed softly and looked at her sadly.

Gao Miao was stunned and his eyes turned red again.

She trembled her lips and whispered: "Is there no expert?"

Lin Miao shook his head and whispered: "Doctor told you that Uncle Gao's illness is already spreading, and even if the expert comes, it will be useless."

"Then you," Gao Miao said hoarsely, almost unable to speak.

"In order to give Uncle Gao the courage to survive," Lin Miao said: "I asked, Uncle Gao doesn't have much time, but as long as he can live one more second, we must work hard."

Gao Miao's mouth trembled quickly.

Suddenly, she covered her face and couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry," Lin Miao hurriedly covered her mouth and dragged her to the wall.

It took a while before Gao Miao calmed down his emotions.

She wiped her tears and twitched her nose, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

As she said this, tears were still falling.

Lin Miao touched her pockets, and Gao Miao used up all the tissues.

I could only wipe the tears from her face with my hands.

Cui Bin came out of the ward and came towards the two of them.

"Uncle is looking for you."

"Just come," Gao Miao wiped away his tears, forced a little smile at Lin Miao, and hurried to the ward.

Cui Bin walked up to him and sighed heavily.

Lin Miao patted him and said, "Are you serious?"

Cui Bin nodded, looked at the ward door, and suddenly said, "I plan to marry Miaomiao."

"Now?"

Lin Miao asked.

Cui Bin nodded again and turned around and said, "This time I came here, I brought all the scholarships I saved over the years."

Lin Miao smiled.

Even though he has scholarships since he was a child, he is just a small fight after all, and even if it is added together, it doesn't have much.

"And I've been doing projects in the past few years," he paused, "add the wedding room."

He smiled, "I sold it and treated Uncle Gao."

Lin Miao moved.
To be continued...