Chapter 150 Forgetting is also a kind of death
Chu Yue held the brewed brown sugar tea in her hand, while Lu Yuanbao moved a stool and brought it to Mrs. He.
"Grandma He, please sit down."
Lu Yuanbao probably knew that Chu Yue and Mrs. He had something important to discuss, so he put down the stool and immediately ran out, dug a hole in the yard, and then put the seeds Chu Yue gave him into the small hole.
Mrs. He looked at Lu Yuanbao's back, her face full of satisfaction and love. The young child could always evoke the softness in her heart.
The last time Chu Yue saw Mrs. He was on the first day of the Lunar New Year. They had agreed that she would come for a follow-up consultation every ten days or half a month, that is, for acupuncture.
This time today is just right.
So Chu Yue not only prepared brown sugar tea, but also took out the acupuncture cloth bag and the disinfectant alcohol lamp.
She took Mrs. He's pulse while chatting, "Aunt He, are you feeling okay lately?"
"I've been feeling much better recently. I've been practicing the notebook you gave me every day, and now I've memorized everything. I practice once in the morning and once in the evening, and my health has improved. Do you think I'm feeling a little more energetic?"
Mrs. He seemed to be in a good mood and even joked with Chu Yue.
Treatment of illness is one aspect, but the patient's mood is also very important. Sometimes, if one has an open mind, he or she can recover without medication.
Chu Yue smiled and said, "Yes, you look very energetic."
Madam He looked at Chu Yue tenderly and asked softly, "What about you, Ah Yue? Are there any worries? Did you have a good rest yesterday?"
This question... Chu Yue took her hand off Madam He's wrist where she was taking his pulse and put it aside.
She should have thought that He Meijiao had done that yesterday, and Mrs. He's sudden appearance was not just a follow-up visit.
Chu Yue frowned slightly. She was worried that Mrs. He was here to act as a lobbyist. After all, He Meijiao's grandfather and Commander He were comrades-in-arms. It was not unusual for him to take good care of his old comrade's granddaughter.
The fact that He Meijiao can be so bold and presumptuous is closely related to the environment in which she has been protected for a long time.
When Mrs. He saw Chu Yue frowning, she immediately knew that she was thinking wrongly and hurried to explain.
"Ayue, don't worry. I'm not here to ask for your forgiveness. Wrong is wrong. Meijiao has caused such a big disaster. As an adult, she should take her responsibilities. No one should protect her."
When Chu Yue heard what Mrs. He said, her frown relaxed and she listened quietly to what Mrs. He said next.
Mrs. He said, "I have discussed it with the old man and decided to let Meijiao go back."
Chu Yue asked, "Return to the capital?"
"Yes, let's go back to the capital. Meijiao is not my child after all. There are some things I can't say. Someone will teach her."
Mrs. He and Commander He had initially agreed to send He Meijiao back to the capital, and they were unaware of Lu Zhanlin's request for her to "take off her military uniform" as punishment.
Chu Yue knew that "returning to the capital" was not a punishment at all for He Meijiao.
But Madam He asked her softly, "Ayue, I want to apologize to you on behalf of Meijiao. Can you accept it?"
"Aunt He, as long as He Meijiao never appears in front of me again, I can pretend that what happened yesterday never happened, and I will also persuade Zhan Lin to pretend that it never happened." Chu Yue promised solemnly.
Chu Yue and Mrs. He are both smart people. Mrs. He came here to apologize and to preserve He Meijiao's reputation.
If Chu Yue sent a letter of complaint, He Meijiao's reputation would be completely ruined, and it would be extremely difficult for her to get married in the future.
So the two of them understood each other tacitly, and made a big thing into a small thing.
Mrs. He thanked her, "Ayue, thank you."
Chu Yue smiled and said, "Aunt He, can I take your pulse now?"
"Excuse me—"
Mrs. He placed her wrist on the table, and Chu Yue gently placed her fingers on it. The situation was similar to last time, and Chu Yue continued to give Mrs. He acupuncture on her head.
Because of the previous experience, both the doctor and the patient were at ease and cooperated well.
Fifteen minutes later, the silver needles were removed from Mrs. He's head one by one, neatly put away and placed in a cloth bag.
Chu Yue patiently reminded Mrs. He of the things she needed to pay attention to in daily life, but heard Mrs. He ask.
"Ayue, what will my condition look like at its worst?"
Chu Yue realized something and when she turned around, she noticed the sadness in Mrs. He's calm smile, hidden deep in her eyes, and also in the way she held her wallet tightly from beginning to end.
Mrs. He said slowly, "Since leaving you that day, I've been to several hospitals these days, both in the city and in the provincial capital. There are powerful and authoritative professors there, and they all say the same thing as you did. It's not just a little bit of forgetfulness, but it has no impact on my daily life, and I don't have any physical pain."
She smiled, and her smile was filled with melancholy and bitterness.
"But this is an illness. There's no such thing as a painless, life-threatening illness. If it wasn't serious, I wouldn't have to go to different hospitals one after another. When I asked them, the old man wouldn't say anything, and neither would the doctor. Ah Yue, even though we've only known each other for a short time, I trust you the most. You'll tell me the truth, right?"
Chu Yue looked at the smile on Mrs. He's face and felt a sudden pain in her heart.
She saw the pleading look in the other person's eyes.
Mrs. He must have consulted many doctors, but everyone kept it from her and were unwilling to tell her the truth. It was also Commander He who wanted to hide it from her.
With her kind heart and noble character, how could she not notice it?
Chu Yue's treatment and the initial reminder to "play mahjong more" could only alleviate the worsening of the disease. Alzheimer's disease has no cure in the medical field to date.
For a long, long time.
Chu Yue fell into silence, which was also her inner hesitation.
Mrs. He didn't say anything else, just looked at Chu Yue quietly.
As a patient, she has the right to know.
After a long while, Chu Yue said, "It's forgotten."
She said, "You forget everything that happened and everyone around you, including your loved ones, children, and even yourself."
Mrs. He trembled all over, her fingers lost strength, and the wallet in her hand almost fell to the ground. She finally grabbed it again with great difficulty.
She searched for a glimmer of hope and asked, "You can't remember anything at all? Do you remember it intermittently?"
Chu Yue shook her head. "If I forget, I forget."
The patient himself does not feel any pain due to this disease, because forgetting itself also includes forgetting the pain.
The one who is truly suffering is the person who is still awake and alive, watching his lover forget him bit by bit, unable to remember the fact that they once loved each other, nor able to remember everything they had experienced together.
It’s like seeing your own death in the other person’s consciousness.
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