He smiled again: "Sister Lin, I want to thank you again this time."

"You're welcome." Lin Shuang also said, "As long as you need it, I will be at your service at any time."

When the time came, she moved easily to today's formal meeting: "So Aunt Zheng, regarding your current situation, I mean that you have the possibility of suffering from Alzheimer's disease, and because your child is not around, you are afraid of the disease.

, the confusion about the future makes you suddenly have the idea of ​​committing suicide, doesn’t it?”

Zheng Shuyi said nothing. Nurse Azhen patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

After a long time, she said softly: "I originally wanted to keep it a secret, but I didn't expect that Dr. Cao accidentally let it slip."

Lin Shuangxiao: "Dr. Cao treats me as your family member. So, I look like someone who can help you solve your problems and share your worries."

She paused and watched Zheng Shuyi's expression become softer and softer, "Aunt Zheng, let's get back to it. I understand your feelings and impulsive approach when you chose to commit suicide. Many elderly people who have encountered the same situation will feel the same contradiction.

And pain. So what about Aunt Zheng now? Has your mind changed?"`

Zheng Shuyi slightly struggled away from the hand covered by Azhen. Lin Shuang caught a glimpse of her and waited quietly for her to speak.

Sure enough, she took out her hands and crossed them on her chest, frowning and thinking for a moment, "My physical condition is fine now, and I don't have those extreme thoughts anymore."

"Yeah." Lin Shuang repeated softly, "I don't have any extreme ideas." (Note 3)

"But..." Zheng Shuyi looked at an uncertain place in the room and said with a wry smile, "You also know that this disease is irreversible. It doesn't mean that it will be good at this time today and it will be good tomorrow. It does not mean that it will be good in the future.

It will get better and better, right?”

Lin Shuang nodded: "Alzheimer's disease will only get worse. This is what you are most worried about right now, right?" (Note 4)

Zheng Shuyi's eyes were empty, and her wry smile deepened: "By then, I may not even have my own thoughts."

"You think that your Alzheimer's disease will get worse and worse, and you worry about that time in advance." (Note 5)

Lin Shuang brought the focus of the question to her and asked her tentatively: "Now that you know that communities, hospitals, and service agencies like us are willing to help you take care of you, have your worries been alleviated?"

Zheng Shuyi turned her eyes and smiled gently at her: "Little sister, you are thoughtful."

Perhaps because she and Lin Shuang had experienced a moment that she felt was unspeakable, her clear eyes were full of relief and gratitude at this moment.

"Aunt Zheng, this is my job. Any social worker would take it seriously." Lin Shuang said, "But I still appreciate your recognition of me."

Next, Lin Shuang once again focused on the primary problem Zheng Shuyi faced: her unwillingness to tell her son her true medical condition.

"I have had preliminary communication with your child." Sensing the change in her expression, Lin Shuang immediately added, "Don't worry, we will not tell him the true situation against your wishes now. But he actually cares about you.

I really want to know what happened, and I am happy to take care of you and accompany you.”

"He is the only relative around you at the moment. If he takes care of you and we are there to support you, wouldn't you worry less? As far as I know, intervention in the early stages of Alzheimer's disease will delay the onset of Alzheimer's disease."

I'm sick."

The old lady pondered thoughtfully for a long time and snorted coldly: "When he comes, we don't know who will take care of whom."

Lin Shuang: "..."

This mother really disliked her son. She recalled the scene of Chen Yuqiao feeding the dog, cleaning and watering the flowers. No matter what, he was pretty good at taking care of the housework.

"Besides, if he sees me getting more and more cowardly, he will definitely laugh to death..."

"..."

Things suddenly developed in an unexpected direction?

Although after communicating with Chen Yuqiao, Lin Shuang speculated that the mother and son were not as incompatible as previous rumors, but... the mother would be worried that her son would laugh at her. Is the family atmosphere too democratic?

Over there, the mother looked really aggrieved, having to cry in the arms of her best friend again.

Lin Shuang's confused head quickly turned around: after all, Zheng Shuyi was once a medical backbone and a career elite, and she nurtured her son through precepts and deeds. The majestic image she established in front of her son could not collapse.

"Well, Aunt Zheng..." Lin Shuang used the invisible hand in his mind to hold his forehead.

Faced with this unexpected situation, she flexibly changed her strategy. Instead of helping her analyze the pros and cons of informing her about her illness as she had planned before, she directly suggested, "Why don't you try communicating with your child? You now

The things you are anxious about may not happen.”

"don't want."

Not sure whether she was really stubborn or childish, Zheng Shuyi simply refused.

"Sister Shuyi." Nurse Azhen tried to persuade her. She directly pulled the blanket and lay face inside.

The issue has reached a stalemate again.

With a smile on her face, Lin Shuang moved the old lady to the end of the bed, and quickly pulled out the wet sheets, "Aunt Azhen, please ask the nurse to change them."

"OK."

On the bed, Zheng Shuyi froze and did not move.

Lin made the bed and continued chatting: "You think your child is too worried and can't do anything, and you're also worried that your child can't take care of you in every aspect, right? It seems like this. As a parent, you always feel that your child can't achieve what you want.

My own expectations...but besides him, there is also us. If you tell him, maybe one more person will support you; if you don't tell him, we won't leave you alone."

"But your child wants to communicate with you and confirm your current situation in person. He is also very worried about you." Lin Shuang switched to work mode in a second, "Do you think we should give him a chance?"

Lin Shuang moved the blouse that was tucked into a ball at the end of the bed and shook it. There was a "pop" and a mobile phone fell on the bed.

She didn't know what switch was triggered, and a familiar dialogue that she had heard rang out in the room——

"Zheng Shuyi likes jacaranda, so I have been doing homework for a long time to learn how to pot this flower."

It was also accompanied by the cushion music she matched.

It's a clip from the "High Score" vlog she edited for Chen Yuqiao.

Lin Shuang once again stared at the person on the bed.

Zheng Shuyi sat up and took out her mobile phone. She opened the WeChat interface hurriedly and operated randomly.

The video sound is louder.

The atmosphere was very awkward.

"Oh." The old lady tried to hide it, "It's just feeding the dog and watering it. What's the point of showing off? I'll watch it a few more times just to see if he's doing it right."

Lin Shuang: "..."
Chapter completed!