When they arrived at the Taekwondo gym the next day, Zhou Mei came over again, guided Ding Yiyi on a few moves, and then started asking about Ye Nianmo.

Ding Yiyi felt something was wrong in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to say anything, so she just looked around and walked over.

At noon, she went to a nearby tea restaurant for dinner. Ding Yiyi sat at the window, bored and waiting for her lunch.

Outside the window, a woman wearing a beige cardigan and long skirt slowly walked onto the overpass, holding a bag in her hand.

She squinted her eyes and saw, wasn't this Yan Mingyao's mother, Aunt Jiujiu?

Watching Aunt Jiujiu walk across the overpass to the other end, she looked up and saw the cancer treatment center on the opposite side. By the time she came to her senses, she had already caught up with her.

"Aunt Jiujiu!" Ding Yiyi called to her.

Jiujiu turned around in surprise, and his pale face smiled happily when he saw her, "It's you, I'm glad to see you here."

Ding Yiyi looked at the building behind her and hesitated a little: "Is Auntie feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiujiu nodded, pushed his wind-blown hair behind his ears, and said calmly: "I've been feeling tight in my chest recently. The doctor asked me to take a X-ray to see if it's okay."

Her lips were a little whiter than ordinary people, her complexion was not good, there was a faint cyan color under her eyes, and her figure had lost a lot of weight. Ding Yiyi was worried, so she made an excuse, "My friend is inside, and I happen to have something to do."

If you find him, let’s go together.”

Jiujiu didn't say much, and nodded in agreement. They went to the doctor's office, and the doctor checked Jiujiu, "It's okay, it's just that the breasts are a little inflamed. Just take medicine on time and it'll be fine. Keep a happy mood at all times. You shouldn't be too young at this age."

bother."

Jiujiu nodded and smiled lightly, "There's nothing to worry about. Thank you doctor."

After coming out of the hospital with Jiujiu, Ding Yiyi was still a little worried, "I'll take you home."

"It would have been better if Mingyao had liked you." Jiujiu suddenly said, and she walked slowly, "I still can't believe that my child would do something like a hit-and-run. He can make mistakes, but he can't.

Just run away after making a mistake."

Her voice was choked, and Ding Yiyi hurriedly helped her sit down. Although she felt uncomfortable, she comforted her: "Auntie, everything will pass."

"Son, our Yan family is sorry for your friend and her parents. Why am I so miserable? My husband has been in jail and my son has also been in jail. What did I do wrong?"

Ding Yiyi looked at the forty or fifty-year-old man crying in front of her, and felt sad in her heart. If her mother was still alive, she would never let her cry.

After sending away the wine, she went directly to the prison. Yan Mingyao looked calm and said, "You have been coming to me in turns recently, and I have nothing to say."

"Today I accompanied Aunt Jiujiu to the cancer hospital."

Yan Mingyao stood up suddenly while holding on to the table, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with my mother?"

"It's nothing, it was a false alarm, but she cried. She cried very sadly, just like a child." She paused, "My mother passed away when she was very young. When I saw her crying so sadly, I

My heart is aching."

Yan Mingyao slumped down on the chair, covering his face with his hands, his voice choked with sobs, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"You are sorry for her. She is so old and has to go to the hospital alone when she is sick. Have you ever thought that you are her only support?"

"What else can I do! Do you want me to leave her alone? I love her, and I love her terribly."

Yan Mingyao banged the table crazily and roared, his expression full of pain.
Chapter completed!