Jiang Zao held the transparent yet greenish repair fluid in her hand.

He wiped away his drool.

"Xiao Qi, if I drink this, I shouldn't vomit black blood like my mom, right?"

Xiao Qi: "No, host, what you're drinking isn't the same thing. Yours is a repair agent, which simply repairs damage and doesn't eliminate any bad stuff."

Jiang Zao chuckled: "Then I'm relieved."

Then he drank the restorative potion with gusto, thoroughly enjoying it; all that was missing was some peanuts.

After drinking the repair agent, Jiang Zao felt warm all over, and her sprained foot also felt warm. It turned out that what her mother said about feeling comfortable and warm was true.

Jiang Zao waited quietly for a while, and after the warmth in her legs dissipated, she carefully twisted her feet.

Why!?

It really doesn't hurt anymore!

Jiang Zao gradually went from twisting her feet to carefully taking two steps forward, and the joy on her face grew stronger.

Walking wasn't enough for them; they jogged a couple of steps without any problem.

Jiang Zao: "Little Seven, I have to say again, you're really amazing."

Xiaoqi is still busy watching the TV series "Tie Lihua".

He nodded perfunctorily twice: "Mmm-hmm."

Jiang Zao didn't care at all. After running and jumping around for a bit and being completely fine, she went to the bathroom to get a rag and mop to clean the dining room.

It was all black blood that Mom vomited, with a fishy, ​​foul smell, and some small pieces of meat mixed in. It seemed that these must be cancer cells or something from Mom's stomach.

Jiang Zao was quite afraid of these cancer cells. She went back to her bedroom, put on a mask and rubber gloves, and then began to clean the house.

"I'm a painter—and I'm really good at painting!"

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As for Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, after Mr. Jiang got into the ambulance, he held Mrs. Jiang's hand tightly in fear, not daring to let go.

After getting into the ambulance, Jiang's mother suddenly stopped vomiting and even felt full of energy.

Jiang's mother touched her stomach in confusion. The abdominal pain was no longer unbearable; instead, she felt particularly comfortable and relaxed all over.

Jiang's mother tried to sit up, but before she could, Jiang's father pressed her back down.

Father Jiang: "Wife, don't move, we'll be at the hospital soon."

Jiang's mother said, "I'll just sit for a bit." She tried to get up again, but Jiang's father pressed her down again.

Finally, Jiang's mother gave up, rolled her eyes at Jiang Bin, closed her eyes, and lay quietly on the hospital bed.

Seeing his wife suddenly become motionless again, Mr. Jiang became frightened.

She kept sniffling, trying hard not to cry, her face turning bright red, but she clearly couldn't hold back, and large tears fell onto her mother.

This prompted medical staff to visit him frequently.

Jiang Ma frowned slightly with her eyes closed.

He shouted sternly, "I'll count to three!! Stop it now!"

Father Jiang shuddered, sat up straight, quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and revealed a forced, aggrieved smile.

The medical staff laughed when they saw this scene. Although it wasn't a good time to laugh, it was just so funny!

The medical staff members were trying hard to suppress their laughter.

The ambulance arrived quickly at the hospital's emergency room. A staff member who had been waiting outside opened the back door of the ambulance and was ready to receive the patient.

Then I saw that the bus was full of medical staff, all of them with flushed faces and tears welling up in their eyes.

In an instant, the doctors outside the vehicle went on the alarm. What was going on? Could it be some kind of infectious disease?!

Just as they were about to step back, the newly arrived doctor, who clearly hadn't noticed this, rushed to the front.

When I looked up, I saw my colleagues blushing like Guan Yu.

Holy crap!

"What's wrong with you guys?!"

The medical staff on the bus looked utterly helpless. How were they supposed to explain this? How were they supposed to explain how they were trying to suppress their laughter on the bus?!

The medical staff on the ambulance avoided the question: "Get the patient in right away!"

The doctors who were outside the car then ran over one by one.

They lifted Jiang's mother off the car and placed her on a portable hospital bed—it was a rapid relocation.

Father Jiang kept chasing after him.

Are all these doctors running champions? They're all running so fast, he almost lost track of his wife!

The healthy Jiang Ma was wheeled into the emergency room and underwent a series of examinations.

Father Jiang ran around, sweating profusely, his heart pounding with fear.

Jiang Ma was calm, expressionless, and completely submissive.

After all that trouble, the doctor was starting to question the meaning of life.

The attending physician frowned as he looked at Jiang Ma's various test reports, examining them repeatedly, but he still couldn't find anything wrong with Jiang Ma's body.

The attending physician let out a deep sigh.

Sitting nearby, Mr. Jiang watched the doctor's series of actions and felt even more distraught.

What kind of expression is that!

Is his wife's illness really serious?

Why are you sighing?

Speak up!

Father Jiang was so anxious he was practically stamping his feet.

The attending physician was about to speak when he said, "Um... patient's family..."

Before the doctor could finish speaking, Mr. Jiang plopped down on a stool and burst into tears, crying, "Doctor—Doctor—you have to save my wife!! She's my only wife!!"

The doctor was startled by Mr. Jiang's sudden crying, and his temples throbbed!

What kind of talk is that!

In today's society, who doesn't only have one wife?

Oh right, besides him, he doesn't even have a wife!

While cursing a thousand times in her heart, she kept comforting Mr. Jiang on the surface: "Oh, patient's family member, what are you doing? I haven't said anything yet, don't be so anxious."

Jiang's father continued to sob, his two big, teary eyes fixed on the attending physician.

"Doctor... hiccup! Tell me... tell me, I can hold on."

The attending physician looked exasperated: "Family member, your wife's test results are all normal."

Father Jiang was about to burst into tears again.

"Wow!...Uh!? Uh!!"

My outburst of sobs was abruptly interrupted before I could even cry.

Mr. Jiang was stunned: "What?! My wife is alright?"

The attending physician adjusted his glasses and nodded: "Yes, your wife's various test results did not show any illness. On the contrary, she is exceptionally healthy now."

Mr. Jiang felt he might be sick, as he could no longer understand what the doctor was saying.

My wife was diagnosed with cancer just two days ago.

He also looked at the medical report.

Why are you suddenly telling him that his wife is healthy?

Old Man Jiang couldn't figure it out.

Still half asleep, I walked out of the doctor's office with a stack of test reports in my hand.

The moment I returned to the ward,

Looking at Mr. Jiang, who stood dejectedly at the door of the ward, Mrs. Jiang...

The bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

Maybe... she really can't go on...