IPVS Chapter 78.3

The results of the examination came out. Cen Yanjun’s body was fine. Gu Songting had some minor heart problems before, but he recovered well.

Only Mo Yaqin was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease.

The doctor said that the early symptoms of Alzheimer’s disease were difficult to distinguish from normal people. Fortunately, it was discovered in time during the physical examination, because in the middle and late stages, the disease was irreversible.

Now that the symptoms had been discovered, the disease could be prevented from developing through living and entertainment conditions.

Mo Sui was stunned and looked at Mo Yaqin at a loss.

Mo Yaqin listened to the doctor’s explanation for a long time before she realized that she had Alzheimer’s disease. She quickly woke up.

She had to cooperate with the treatment and must not let her condition worsen because her daughter and granddaughter still needed her.

“It’s okay. The doctor just said that playing mahjong is good for the brain. I’ll go play mahjong.” Mo Yaqin comforted Mo Sui.

Mo Yaqin, who suffered from Alzheimer’s disease, decided to listen to the doctor and change her way of life.

For no other reason, she just thought that if her condition really reached the point where she couldn’t even take care of herself, how could her daughter be at ease?

For most of her life, Mo Yaqin lived for her daughter.

Now that her daughter’s career had not really been on track, she didn’t want to burden her child because of her physical condition.

Mo Yaqin finally listened. On the one hand, she actively cooperated with the treatment, and on the other hand, she began to look for mahjong partners everywhere.

After several months of follow-up examinations, her condition did not worsen, so Mo Sui was relieved.

She thought that as long as Mo Yaqin was not overly stimulated, the condition should be able to remain stable.

In addition, they still have An An.

The baby who grows up day by day makes grandma so happy, which is also helpful for her condition.

…

In the blink of an eye, An An was already one year old. She was white and plump, like a small dumpling.

When the small dumpling smiled, it would show its small teeth, which was very adorable.

The child received many gifts at her first birthday party.

This was An An’s first birthday, so the old-fashioned Gu Songting insisted on letting the baby draw lots at the first birthday party.

He set out an abacus, a stethoscope, a brush, a magnifying glass, a microphone, a gavel, a palette…

Cen Yanjun prepared a rattle, a clapperboard, and a scale.

When it came to the drawing of lots, the family squatted beside An An and stared at her closely.

The little one crawled around, and every time she grabbed a small toy, she would play with it for a long time.

“Want to be a judge? Being a judge is good!” Gu Songting said, “Fair, self-disciplined, and full of majesty.”

“Pick up the stethoscope? Will you be a doctor when you grow up?” Cen Yanjun’s heart was hanging in her throat.

Gu Songting frowned: “Not good, being a doctor is too hard…”

Cen Yanjun hurriedly pulled his arm: “Put it down! Look, An An took the brush. Our baby will be a great writer in the future!”

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui looked at each other silently and finally looked at Mo Yaqin.

Fortunately, there was still someone who understood.

But who knew, at this moment, Mo Yaqin’s eyes lit up: “An An took the palette. It’s good to be a painter.”

Mo Sui: …

An An took all the little things and put them down one by one.

Finally, she crawled toward Gu Yicheng.

“Dad– Dad–” The little one stretched out her chubby hands toward Gu Yicheng.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Gu Yicheng.

He quickly picked up the baby.

The next moment, An An took the mobile phone from her father’s coat pocket.

The baby held the mobile phone with her two chubby hands, lowered her head, and poked at the screen intently.

The mobile phone was set with a password. No matter how the little one poked, nothing came out. She could only tilt her head and stare at the photo of herself and her mother on it.

Gu Songting: “What is she doing with the phone?”

“Maybe she wants to do IT?” Cen Yanjun smiled.

“How to train people to do IT?” Gu Songting asked.

“This belongs to the field of technology, right? Yicheng should understand it, right?” Cen Yanjun asked.

Mo Yaqin said: “It’s better to be an artist.”

An An still held the phone, poking at the screen with both hands.

Looking at their serious look, Mo Sui coughed lightly: “A few days ago, Yicheng played Peppa Pig for An An on his phone.”

The three elders who were discussing passionately fell silent.

Gu Yicheng: “Baby just wants to watch cartoons.”

 

 

 

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