Chapter 621 Preference
Chapter 621 Preference
On the top floor of Zhao City villa, in the master bedroom of Old Mrs. Chen, she was lying on her mahogany wedding bed, built in the last century, covered with a thick quilt and receiving an IV drip.
The air conditioner on the wall was set to a comfortable 26 degrees Celsius for the patient to rest. The private hospital that the Zhao family partnered with sent a chief physician to conduct a home visit. Doctors, nurses, and the adults and children of the Zhao family were coming and going, making quite a racket.
However, the protagonist, Old Lady Chunhua, remained unconscious. She lay on the soft, luxurious bed, her eyes tightly closed, her brow furrowed into a deep frown.
"Mom, what's wrong with Grandma?" Panpan asked with a worried look on her face, holding her mother's hand.
"How should I know? Everything was fine just now." Wang Yiting hugged her daughter and rolled her eyes at Qin Yu standing next to her.
"Who are you looking at?! What do you mean?!" Qin Yu stuck out her belly and stood in front of Wang Yiting.
"Get out, get out, all of you get out! What are you doing standing here with that big belly? Don't you mind the mess? And you!" Zhao Zhiguo pointed at Wang Yiting, "Take the child downstairs first, and don't come up here unless it's absolutely necessary!" Zhao Zhiguo was furious. [The mother is already like this, and these women are just making things worse!]
"Fine, I'm going now. I'm tired anyway." Qin Yu rolled her eyes and yawned. "Yeah, I'm exhausted after a long day. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up for dinner, the baby in my belly can't go hungry!" With that, she left without looking back.
"Mommy, Sisi is hungry and wants to eat mousse cake." Little Sisi shook Wang Yiting's hand and pulled her mother outside.
Wang Yiting glanced at her second daughter, sighed, and led one of them downstairs by the hand. "Mousse cake, right? Mom will have the family chef make it for you. Freshly made is the freshest. Putting everything else aside, you two are heiresses; you can eat whatever you want."
“Congcong, stay here. When it really matters, we men still have to hold the family together.” Zhao Zhiguo waved his hand and kept his son behind.
"I never intended to leave," Wang Sicong said, holding his phone without looking up.
Zhao Zhiguo looked at his son, feeling a sense of relief. "Thank goodness, thank goodness, he's a filial son. As for business... he's like me, never mind. There's still Xiaoming, isn't there? Oh, who knows, maybe we can have another son... hehe."
"Doctor, how is my mother?" With the women who had been causing trouble at home gone, Zhao Zhiguo finally had a chance to speak to the chief physician.
"Not very good." The cooperating chief physician frowned as he reviewed Grandma Chunhua's medical examination data report. "There is a risk of impending cerebral hemorrhage."
"A brain hemorrhage?! That's serious!!" Zhao Zhiguo exclaimed, his eyes instantly reddening. "Doctor, you have to save my mother! I'll give you any amount of money! Save my mom, please save her! Ahhhhh!!"
"Mr. Zhao, please don't panic." The chief physician patted Zhao Zhiguo's arm and reassured him, "Since I said it was a warning sign, there's still hope."
The doctor paused for a moment, then continued, "A cerebral hemorrhage is a ruptured blood vessel in the brain, and it is a common disease among the elderly. Common symptoms include: sudden numbness, weakness, or paralysis on one side of the body, which may cause the patient to fall without warning or drop objects they are holding. It may also be accompanied by facial drooping, drooling, slurred speech or aphasia, and in severe cases, impaired consciousness and incontinence."
The causes are mostly related to hypertension and arteriosclerosis. It is characterized by rapid onset and many sequelae, which is very harmful to the elderly and is one of the fatal diseases of middle-aged and elderly people.
Based on your family's previous account, it is likely that Ms. Zhao suffered a sudden rupture of microvessels in her brain due to extreme anger and grief.
As long as the stroke wasn't caused by a sudden illness, and with proper emotional stability afterward, there's a good chance that Mrs. Zhao can recover.
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