"Yes, I'll waste the time." Vivian seemed to be suddenly awakened, and her reason returned. She seized John's sleeve as if she was holding the last life-saving straw, "John, please help me."
Vivian thought that it was inconvenient if she took a taxi by herself. It was very inconvenient for her to go back. If anything happened in the middle of the way, they could also discuss it.
"Vivi, let's go first." John looked at Vivian, her eyes were full of water vapor. He didn't dare to delay. He followed Vivian to go downstairs first.
Vivian followed John and got on the bus. After reporting an address, she didn't speak. She didn't know how to explain to John. She could only explain to him after picking up Roe.
"Vivi, is your grandmother ill? Do you want to contact the hospital first? I know a few doctors here, what department do you want to register?"
When John heard the address, his first thought that Vivian's grandmother might be ill, so she would be so hurried to go back.
Vivian held her bag tightly and remained silent for a few seconds. Instead of answering his question directly, she said bitterly, "John, please contact the cardiologist for me."
"Well..." John didn't ask more, he took out his mobile phone and began to contact.
Vivian was sitting on the passenger's seat, holding the door handle tightly with one hand. It seemed that only in this way could she have the strength to insist on not fainting, and she was eager to fly back to Roe's side. If life could be replaced, she would rather live less than 20 years for his disease.
The pain of the disease was too cruel for a child less than four years old. Vivian was eager to kill herself every time she saw it. It was because of her negligence that the child became like this.
After the phone call, John saw that Vivian's clothes had been scratched and wrinkled by her. She looked out of the window and was eager to return home, and her clear eyes were full of worry and chagrin.
This was an expression he had never seen on her face. It was not like caring for the elders, but more like thinking about her own children.
John was shocked by what he thought in his heart. How could he feel so? He must have thought too much.
The car ran smoothly and quickly in the lane.
Vivian missed Roe in her heart. She didn't notice that the man beside her began to doubt. The buildings outside the window flied by quickly. She never thought that the road would be so long.
The long time made her feel that every second was suffering. She hoped the car could be faster.
One hour's driving time, John cut the time in half. His car was not stable yet. The door of the passenger's seat had been opened. Vivian's delicate figure had already rushed down.
Vivian ran into the house in a panic. Her face was covered with sweat. She asked so anxiously that she couldn't adjust her breath, "Grandma, how's Roe?"
Grandmother made a gesture to Vivian to let her be quiet, and pulled her to the door, she whispered, "He just fell asleep."
Vivian nodded and looked at the bed. Roe's small body lied flat on the bed with his delicate eyebrows tightly wrinkling. Even if he was asleep, he also looked not very good. His small face was pale and bloodless.
"Grandma, I'll take Roe to the hospital for examination first." Now she must check the reason for his pain.
Vivian hesitated for a moment, and said with some sadness, "Grandma, this time I'll take Roe for surgery. I don't know when I can come back. I'm..."
She didn't finish the last sentence. Her eyes were wet.
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