"I am not cured. If the disease is not cured, even if it is cured, it will be mad at you. It is better to die like this."

Ms. Meng said more and more, and then said: "This year will not be over, I think you just want me to die early, this New Year's Eve reunion is not bad, you have been to a good life!"

She still remembered the days before New Year's Eve and forgot what the night was. . .

Meng Nan silently said: "Mother, this is already the sixth day of the first month."

Mrs. Meng’s mouth was closed for a while. “What do you say? Today is the sixth day of the first month? How, how is this today’s sixth day of the first month? Is there still a few geniuses to celebrate New Year’s Eve?”

Meng Nan sighed. "Mother, you are very sick. These days have been unconscious. If it is not white, you have not woken up yet."

Seeing him and mentioning the white, Ms. Meng did not fight one place, and said with anger: "Is this doctor dead? Even if the doctors in Kyoto City are dead, is there any people in the hospital? You have not said before. If there is any difficulty, it is not difficult to find a grace for the emperor. What is it? I have been sick for so long, and I am not worthy of him to find the emperor to find this grace?"

Meng Nan has never known that her mother’s temper is so difficult, and she is also docile and docile.

It’s only to see the true face today.

Meng Nan chilled his face and didn't talk. The **** on the side rushed to answer the words: "Mrs, you can marry the lord. These days, when you are sick, the old man is thinner. Before entering the palace, he asked for grace. Please Zhang Tai’s doctor from Tai Hospital came to see a doctor, but Zhang Tai’s doctor also took your illness, and said that you got the disease and lived soon.”

When Mrs. Meng heard this, she immediately panicked and said nothing in her mouth. No one would really want to die.

Seeing his wife’s face changed greatly, Shantou rushed and said: “The son is in a hurry. He said that the white girl must have a way to cure your illness. Even the night is braving the snow to bring the white girl to the invitation. Really, the white girl is busy all night. I finally saved you back."

Mrs. Meng’s heartbeat was very fast, her mouth opened and her voice was weak. “This, I don’t have to die,”

Shantou was busy nodding: "Of course not, you Fuze God bless, and the son of a son who is so filial, I found you a real doctor. The white girl said, as long as you do what she said, take medicine to eat, timed Quantification can reduce the number of episodes of your disease and greatly extend the lifespan, which is the same as ordinary people."

After listening to this, Mrs. Meng’s heart has finally been put down a lot, but my heart is still afraid: “What is my illness?”

Shantou said: "Listen to Zhang Tai and White Girl, your illness is called diabetes."

After listening to the three times of diabetes, Mrs. Meng’s hand shook again. Her mother died of this disease. At that time, she saved the doctor and treated it. I didn’t know how many soups, but there was no improvement. The moon is gone.

When the mother left, she stayed with her. At that time, the mother could not recognize who she was, and her mouth was full of nonsense, and suddenly she was gone.

She even got this disease?

Meng Nan saw her mother, and she couldn't bear it. She took it again and took her mother's hand. She said warmly: "Mother, don't be afraid, the white medicine is really good. She said that she can cure this disease. That must not be wrong. You see, you are not a lot better now?"

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