"Guo...Guo Ling? Old Lady Guo? How is this possible?"

"Yes, I didn't expect it was her."

"It's really an accident... I always thought her family was dead."

Almost all the old ladies and men present showed disappointment, and there was a little unexpected expression in disappointment.

At this moment, a new old lady suddenly wondered: "Why are you all so surprised? Isn't it normal for the children to come to see you? Is there anything special about this old lady of the Guo family?"

"That old lady is stupid."

This blind man, the new old lady suddenly realized.

Alzheimer's disease, brain lesions, gradually forgetting the cruel diseases of memory. Perhaps in the end, I even forgot how to eat and how to digest...

If you forget everything, you can only wait for death.

"There are many people with Alzheimer's disease in the yard who all agree that their family will not come. They are put in this nursing home for birth, old age, sickness and death. It's very pitiful... Old Mrs. Guo has a serious illness. Not to mention her children, she may not recognize her own father when she comes. For her, relatives are really inferior to nursing homes."

Everyone nodded.

This is the truth, because it is useless when you come. Alzheimer's patients usually cannot recognize people in this situation.

Whether it is the old guys or the young people working in nursing homes, they all agree that it is understandable that these people's families do not come.

Some people with signs of Alzheimer's disease also understand their fate and accept it calmly, hoping to create memories with their families before they are completely dementia - even if the memories disappear, they have at least possessed them.

At this time, Guo Ling was slowly pushed out, and she was a thin and shriveled old lady.

His fingers were like chicken feet, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he laughed blankly from time to time.

It is already in the late stage and basically loses most of the cognitive ability. It can only survive through liquid food fed by others.

A walking corpse with only tiny instincts left.

Sometimes even they think that this state is better, such as dying.

At least this state is even more uncomfortable than death.

"Her family conditions are pretty good, and her children are more successful. She also said that it is better to live than to die well. Spend a lot of money to let her live here and eat, drink and live for life." Uncle Zhang sighed: "I also have some mild symptoms. I hope I can at least remember the best thing in the world... is a young girl..."

"Old pervert..."

"Hehe, young people say something that is good. Men are teenagers until they die... No teenagers are not lustful, right? A teenager who is not lustful may not be lustful..."

Mr. Zhang's words eased the atmosphere in the nursing home a little, and were not continued to be exaggerated by these heavy problems.

The nurse who pushed Guo Ling also breathed a little relieved and expressed his joy at the change in the topics of the nursing homes.

The old man, what he hates the most is discussing the issue of birth, old age, sickness and death. This may be very far away for young people, but for them, it may be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...

In a limited time, living a happy life is the most important thing. How many things are discussed about life and death? Isn’t it because I suffer from it?

The atmosphere became lively again, and everyone was discussing, wanting to see what Guo Ling’s family looks like.

Nursing homes are very large.

It is very luxurious, with flowers, plants and trees greening very perfect, and all doctors and nursing staff with professional medical facilities are on standby. This is one of the reasons why many children are willing to send the elderly here.

I think the money is worth the price.

Finally, when she pushed Old Mrs. Guo Ling to the front door, she was about to see the true face of Mount Lu, everyone was surprised.

Where is the person?

Didn’t you say you could wait at the door?

Let alone humans, there is not even hair!

Everyone present was unhappy with this look.

This is being fooled!

No matter who it is, it is too much. This is the cruelest punishment for the elderly in this nursing home. They come to the door with hope, but they end up empty.

I'm so angry!

Even patients with Alzheimer's disease cannot tease this way.

"Huh, if my son wants to play like this, I will definitely beat him to death. What kind of thing is there? How can I do this?"

"That's right, let's go..."

The little nurse was also very angry. She agreed that her family would come to visit her. You can just not come, don’t give people hope to leave again. How big aggrievance is this?

The nurse was also a little angry on the other side of the communication room. Can't you notify me if everyone has left?

"Grandma Guo, let's go to have a meal. If you haven't come, don't come. Today I will cook your favorite corn porridge..."

Just as the little care worker was about to take Mrs. Guo Ling away angrily, Guo Ling's hand suddenly moved like dry chicken feet.

The chicken feet twitched, and the meaning of unknown ah sounds came from his throat.

Everyone was shocked.

There was a reaction.

Patients with advanced Alzheimer's disease have an instinctive reaction.

perhaps...

Is this an instinctive reaction?

She felt a little incredible. She had never seen Mrs. Guo Ling's family before, and she would not react even if she saw her before.

The nurse looked at the look of old Mrs. Guo Ling.

At the same time, he pushed Old Mrs. Guo Ling to the side that she had forgotten about her eyes.

The wheelchair creaked, and with every little closer, the old lady's reaction became stronger and stronger.

"Hey, maybe, her Alzheimer's disease has improved." Old Mr. Zhang slapped his thigh. This magical phenomenon is rare. At the same time, he was also happy for old Mrs. Guo Ling: "Maybe a miracle happened. Push her to that side quickly to stimulate her brain..."

Responsive is the best...

Finally pushed to a small earth slope, and a miracle happened.

Guo Ling stood up. Although she was unstable, she still stood up.

He staggered in a certain direction, and a foolish smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

The nurse quickly supported Mrs. Guo Ling.

The trembling Guo Ling came to the front and came to the ashes.

No one knows what the ashes are. They may be sand ash or something. The red and gray are like blood and dry flesh.

This ashes is not the point, the point is this ashes-like thing.

Above, there is a red gladiolus.

The bright and beautiful beauty is still dripping with dew.

"This is...gladiolus? I read less, can I still bloom gladiolus in winter?" The nurse was confused. Where did gladiolus come from in winter?

It would be even more strange to have a gladiolus growing in a handful of strange ashes.

Guo Ling looked at the gladiolus, squatted down, and grabbed the gladiolus with chicken feet.

He trembled and pinned the gladiolus to his gray hair.

A happy smile, a stupid smile.

Even if you forget everything.

I have never forgotten the gladiolus in the cold winter back then.

The wind in the cold winter blew.

The grey ashes on the ground also drifted a lot with the winter wind.

It's so gray, surrounding Mrs. Guo, and it's not dispersed for a long time...

【Dad, I'm so cold...Don't leave me...】

[Dad promised you that he would protect you forever...until the day I fell down.]
Chapter completed!