"The doctor means that Atai is not sick, but has fallen into a coma for no reason."
"Whether you transfer to another hospital or not doesn't really matter," Xiao Jin continued.
He held Lu Qiuying's hand tightly, his fingertips stroking her palm to comfort her.
The incandescent light in the corridor shone on the dark gray, translucent tiles, casting faint shadows.
Night falls in an instant, and daylight arrives.
Lu Qiuying and Pang Niu went back to the hotel for a nap, while Xiao Jin and Yang Yanzhou stayed at the hospital.
After the doctor's rounds, several specialists consulted and reached the same conclusion.
Ah Tai's coma was somewhat mysterious, and no one dared to easily determine what it was.
Xiao Jin and Yang Yanzhou leaned against the corridor and exchanged a glance; Atai's condition was not optimistic.
At this time,
Aunt Chen asked Fatty to take her back to the county town to find an old woman in the next village.
The chubby girl drove, muttering to herself.
“Mother, this is feudal superstition and we can’t accept it. We have to trust the doctors and the experts.”
"What experts? They couldn't find anything wrong with Grandma. I think she must have been injured by something." Aunt Chen looked exhausted and didn't dare close her eyes for a moment.
Although her daughter was a good driver, Aunt Chen felt terrified watching her drive.
Sometimes, when she almost crashed into the car in front of her, she didn't dare to scream.
It's better for Cao De to stay at the hospital to take over than for them to be there and panic if something happens.
“Grandma stays home all day, what could she possibly be doing? I think you’re just scared by a nightmare, that’s why you’re overthinking things,” the chubby girl continued muttering.
Aunt Chen sighed, "I'll go find the old lady in the next village and ask her. Something's not right here."
The chubby girl opened her mouth, but said nothing more.
Ah Tai was quite special; back then, she insisted that Ah Jian was alright, and there was even a religious ceremony at the Wei family ancestral hall…
With each item laid out before you, you can't help but believe it.
There were also some rumors circulating in the village, which Fatty couldn't remember, but they all said that Grandma was a sorceress, but she just didn't want to do anything.
Because of that turbulent era, my grandmother completely stayed away from these things.
Now, most of the old women in the village who were involved in fortune telling are no longer there.
…
In the hospital,
Lin Ziyan and the others rushed back, covered in dust, and headed straight for the hospital.
Jiaojiao and Xiaoxiao leaned against the hospital bed, crying silently, afraid of disturbing their grandmother.
Grandma loves quiet the most.
Lin Shaowen sat beside Jiaojiao, his eyes brimming with tears.
"Auntie's temples have grown a lot of white hair..." Lin Ziyan choked up, gently stroking them, her heart felt blocked, and a sense of depression gathered.
Lu Yunshen said, "Grandma loves cleanliness the most. You can wipe her body down in a bit."
His vital signs remained normal, and all the tubes in his body were removed.
When Lin Ziyan first arrived at the ward, she thought that her great-grandmother was beyond saving and almost collapsed.
"Mm." Lin Ziyan forced a smile, her eyes welling up with tears again.
Lin Shaowen: "Should we send him to a hospital in Beijing? Is it really okay to do nothing?"
Having been ill, he now tires easily, and the wrinkles on his forehead have deepened.
Grandma looked like she had aged six years in an instant; she had many more wrinkles and was very thin.
Lin Shaowen had never believed in ghosts or gods before, but after his brush with death, he has become somewhat of a believer.
This time, he thought he would never wake up again.
“A few hours on the plane might not be enough for Atai’s body. Although she doesn’t have any symptoms now, all her organs are aging…” Lu Yunshen relayed the doctor’s words.
Lin Shaowen nodded and didn't say anything more.
Now all we can do is wait; there's nothing we can do.
Lin Ziyan took off the Buddhist prayer beads from her hand and put them on her grandmother's wrist.
When she came in, she noticed that her grandmother wasn't wearing anything on her wrist; her Buddhist prayer beads were gone.
Grandma always wore her Buddhist prayer beads with her.
Grandma wore these Buddhist prayer beads her whole life. After exchanging them with her last time, Lin Ziyan had never seen her wear them again.
"Oh, by the way, Aunt Chen said she's going to pick up Grandma's old friend to come and visit." Grandma Lan, sitting on the other side, looked up at Lin Ziyan.
A hint of suspicion flickered in her eyes, but it quickly dissipated.
"When did Grandma have an old friend? I've never heard her mention it." Lin Ziyan hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and prepared to find a basin to wipe Grandma's body.
Grandma Lan shook her head; she had never heard of it either.
…
The chubby girl drove the car directly to the next village.
The two didn't plan to go home; they wanted to take the person directly to the city.
"That old lady Wang wanders around all day. I heard that when I came here to deliver shrimp paste before, she went to join some kind of observation group." Aunt Chen walked quickly toward Old Lady Wang's house.
"What kind of observation group could there be in this village? To observe sea turtles?" The chubby girl frowned slightly, feeling that her mother was talking about her great-grandmother's old friends in a mysterious way.
"I went with a group of old ladies to various ancestral halls to watch people hold funerals. They said it was to get a preview beforehand, so they wouldn't miss it after they died," Aunt Chen said softly.
The chubby girl was dumbfounded. There was such an observation group?
Compared to Wang Atai, Lin Atai is much more normal.
The two walked down the slope, where pink and purple flowers bloomed on both sides, stretching all the way down.
Wang Atai's house was the first one at the bottom of the slope, and dried fish, clams, and sweet potatoes were often drying in the yard.
Aunt Chen found her way there with practiced ease, "Grandma Wang!"
She had just called out when she saw Wang Atai carrying a cloth bag, dressed neatly as if he were going to the market, even wearing a straw hat.
The chubby girl remained silent, observing her discreetly.
"Daughter-in-law, watch me do these chores, I'm going out for a bit," Wang Atai called into the house.
"The sun is shining brightly now, but a heavy downpour might come soon."
As Wang Atai muttered to herself, she heard a response from the inner room and stepped out.
Aunt Chen, "..."
Meeting Wang Atai's sharp eyes, the chubby girl swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down her spine.
Wang Atai walked past them towards the door, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked...
"Weren't you here to pick me up?"
Aunt Chen nodded and hurried after them, not forgetting to pull her stunned daughter along.
The chubby girl followed behind them, her gaze complicated.
Wang Atai walks very fast, about the same speed as Lin Atai.
So she even went to visit a funeral? What was she preparing for in advance?
Are you rehearsing how to lie in a coffin?
The chubby girl thought to herself, but kept her lips tightly pressed together and didn't dare to ask.
Upon arriving at the car, Wang Atai opened the passenger door, sat down, and fastened his seatbelt.
The chubby girl blinked and saw her mother sit in the back seat on her own, then touched the tip of her nose and got into the driver's seat.
Grandma Wang took out dried sweet potatoes from her cloth bag, handed some to Aunt Chen, and then took out a plastic bag to collect the trash.
Fat girl, "..."
"Chen Daya, I thought I'd have to take the bus to the city today. I didn't expect you to remember me." After saying that, Wang Atai grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and started cracking them open.
Aunt Chen chewed on a dried sweet potato, swallowed it after a few bites, and then said, "You knew we were coming?"
"I heard that Grandma Lin was hospitalized?"
Wang Atai ignored her at this point, glancing at the chubby girl beside him a few times.
"Chen Daya, your daughter is very lucky."
"Are you five weeks pregnant now?"
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