Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife-Chapter 1217: There’s No Time Left (1)

Zhong Qiaohui finally said, "You should come, Gu Nuan."

The tone was weary and deep.

Gu Nuan smiled and nodded.

At the airport, she reunited with the others in the VIP lounge.

Zhao Mengjin stood up, having not seen Gu Nuan for a long time, and missed her greatly, smiling towards Gu Nuan.

"You’ve grown up," Gu Nuan remarked, noticing her hair styled like a matron’s, feeling nostalgic.

Zhao Mengjin found her accent and tone changed too. After all, she’s now a mother, becoming more womanly and truly the head of the family.

When the two little monkeys saw their mother, they immediately let go of the others and gathered around Gu Nuan’s feet, each grabbing her pant leg. Zhao Mengjin couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh seeing the family of three like this.

Gu Nuan raised an eyebrow at her sons on purpose: "Don’t you like being held by uncle?"

Lingxin immediately clarified, "Not me."

Little Mingli was huffing, knowing it was his brother’s bad idea.

"Go to uncle," Gu Nuan said to her son.

Little Mingli hesitantly touched his little fingertips together, then turned and ran towards Ou Yanan.

Ou Yanan, of course, wasn’t jealous; after all, Gu Nuan is their mother. It’s normal for children to cling to their mother, and not doing so would be a problem.

Gu Nuan wouldn’t bend down to hold her eldest son Lingxin either, because Lingxin never needed anyone to hold him.

The group prepared to board the plane.

On the way, Gu Nuan asked Zhao Mengjin about the Zhao family’s situation.

Zhao Mengjin first talked about her little brother: "Qingqing has started school at an elementary school in Washington. If Aunt has time, I can bring him over for you to see."

She indeed missed Little Pudding, but it’s not like they had no contact usually; they kept in touch through phone calls. Gu Nuan said, "No rush. How’s your grandmother’s health?"

This question hit the key point. A trace of unresolved sorrow appeared on Zhao Mengjin’s face: "Grandma’s health hasn’t been good since the beginning of the year."

Ou Yanan hadn’t heard her mention this before; she completely covered it up until now, and hearing her bring it up, his face naturally showed a worried expression, and he couldn’t help but frown slightly.

"What’s the illness? Have they checked it at the hospital?" Gu Nuan asked.

"Yes, they have. The family doctor initially came to see her and said it wasn’t good, recommending further tests at the hospital," Zhao Mengjin said.

After all, what kind of illness did Mrs. Zhao have? They said it was cancer, which nowadays has many treatments, especially since Mrs. Zhao was in a technologically advanced country like the United States; it shouldn’t be a problem. But as it turned out, Mrs. Zhao had an ailment that medicine had no way to solve—senile dementia.

Mrs. Zhao’s sudden diagnosis seemed unimaginable to many, considering she was usually a person who used her brain a lot. People often say that those who use their brains have a lower chance of developing dementia, but this is a folk saying, with no scientific basis.

What direct impact does this illness have on Mrs. Zhao and her family? According to Zhao Mengjin’s visits to check on the elderly, Mrs. Zhao’s memory has deteriorated significantly; she doesn’t remember many past events, and even forgets things she just did. As a result, there have been many arguments at home over Mrs. Zhao’s forgetfulness.

For instance, Mr. Zhao initially didn’t know about his wife’s illness. Seeing her adamantly deny things she had done, he was upset. Later, after learning about her condition from hospital tests, Mr. Zhao’s hair turned substantially grey overnight.

It’s feared that Mrs. Zhao might gradually forget who he is.