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When Qin Chengyong came in, he saw that the oxygen breathing support equipment was taken off the bed. He exchanged a glance with the man on the bed and without thinking too much, he carried Xue Yuzhu, who was at the edge of the Qin edge, out.

Besides Bai Yicheng and Xue Yuzhu, no one else knew what had happened in the ward in the past ten minutes.

Qin Chengyong and An Yan brought Xue Yuzhu to Doctor Xue's office. Fortunately, he stayed in the office for the night, so the loud knocking woke him from his dream.

Seeing that it was Xue Yuzhu, he slightly frowned and turned his body to allow the three people at the door to enter.

After consuming the medicine, Xue Yuzhu gradually calmed down under Xue Zeyu's psychological guidance.

Even she could not believe that she had calmed down so quickly this time.

Xue Yuzhu sat in the corner, her head leaning against the wall behind her.

Qin Chengyong sat next to him, holding her ice-cold hands and trying to warm it up, but no matter what he tried, he couldn't.

He frowned at her with a worried look, not knowing what to say.

Although he didn't know who the man in the intensive care unit was, he could vaguely sense what was going on.

Xue Ze Yu opened the window and the sky was already bright. Xue Yu Zhu raised his eyes and looked out slowly. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed as he gently opened his pale lips:

"We can't see the sunrise anymore …"

The voice made the pale and weak, enunciating, usually clear and pleasant mint sounds, become so hoarse and unpleasant to hear.

Hearing this, Qin Chengyong was stunned. He followed her gaze and saw that a bright sun had already appeared at the window. He slightly shifted his gaze and saw that the clock on the wall was already 6: 30.

The weather forecast said it was 5: 54 A.M. today.

He smiled and said, "If you want to see, we'll go see it every day. The weather forecast says that it will rain every day from today until the end of next month."

"Qing Yu …" Xue Yuzhu softly repeated these two words, right? However … Spring will often have annoying spring rain.

The morning sun, golden yellow, spilled in through the window in the corner of the room. The rough wooden table near the window, rattan basket, kettle, etc. were all covered with a golden flower line.

Xue Yuzhu could see the expression on her face, but the scene of the moment when she saw Bai Yiyi surfaced clearly in her mind.

Three hours ago.

She walked into the sickroom in a daze, her heavy footsteps rising step by step as she walked towards the man wearing the oxygen inhaler and breathing mask.

The transparent, sealed mask covered his handsome face from the past. The person lying on the bed found it difficult to move. Seeing Xue Yuzhu, his sunken eyes moved. His movements were so slow and difficult, as if this movement had used up all of his life's energy.

"You … "It's here …"

The three words sounded as light as a breeze and could blow away anything without leaving a trace.

This voice was like the biting cold of winter. Xue Yuzhu's last piece of clothing had been plucked, cold to the bone.

Tears finally poured out of his eyes as he laughed and cried at the same time. "Bai Yiyun, you have such a day!"

She glared at him, then reached for his quilt as she spoke, her oxygen mask askew under her flailing hands.

The moment the blanket was lifted, the man on the bed was only wearing a hospital gown, his body so thin that the flesh could not be seen. This scene caused Xue Yu Zhu to finally collapse, his eyes gradually losing focus as he screamed out loudly. He didn't know what the meaning of the scream was, but he felt that his mental state of collapse had reached a critical point …

As a cup of water was handed to him, Xue Yuzhu's eyes violently moved a few times before withdrawing her gaze from the window.

After receiving the water, he took a sip and put it down. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Qin Chengyong staring at him. Qin Chengyong gave him a comforting smile and held his warm hand.

This pair of slender fingers seemed to possess some sort of magic. The moment she held them, her entire body seemed to be filled with strength.

"What did the doctor say?" She raised her head to ask An Yan, who was leaning against the wall with her head lowered. Her eyes and face were very calm, as if what just happened had never happened.

An Yan did not expect her to ask such a question. She was stunned for a moment before straightening her body and speaking indifferently:

"Late stage lung cancer. If you receive proper treatment, it might be able to alleviate his pain and prolong his life on the basis of this treatment, but …"

She wanted to say something but hesitated. She looked at Xue Yuzhu and then at Qin Chengyong. When she saw both of them looking at her, she said:

"But the doctor said that his survival will was too weak and that he wanted to return to Chuan City when he was receiving treatment in the provinces. He wanted to get closer to you."

After saying this, she did not dare to look at Qin Chengyong. An Yan knew that right now, his face was as dark as a storm.

Xue Yu Zhu still hadn't noticed the abnormality of the Qin person and tightly furrowed his brows. He was extremely angry, and his words didn't leave the slightest trace of emotion as he said: "Not receiving treatment? Is he ready to die!? "

An Yan sighed and continued lowering her head, "I want to meet you. Now that I have met you, he probably doesn't want to live anymore."

Qin Chengyong, who had been silent all this while, suddenly had his eyes darken as he spoke in a low voice: "It's better to receive treatment. At least this is a life."

Hearing this, Xue Yuzhu and An Yan were both stunned. They had never thought that he would say such words.

Xue Yuzhu wanted to see his expression, but he stood up and walked to the window to pour water, leaving her with only a view of his back.

At this moment, An Yan's phone rang. She breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, she didn't have to stay in this extremely low pressure place anymore. She picked up the phone and headed out.

Xue Zeyu just came back from washing up. Before he came back, he heard from the nurse that a handsome man had arrived in the VIP intensive care unit these days. His name was Bai Yusheng, and he was in the advanced stage of lung cancer.

He did not know Bai Yiyun, so if he saw someone else opening the door in the morning, he would be furious.

Seeing how far apart Qin Chengyong and Xue Yuzhu were at the moment, Xue Zeyu was thinking about Xue Yuzhu's condition.

Look at you, the rate of recurrence has increased more and more recently. I heard you saying this outside the door, your illness must have originated from this person with lung cancer, so I advise him to accept treatment. Live for one more year, so you won't suffer too much.

A middle-aged man with rich experience would always be able to see through the problem with a single glance and explain the reason with a single sentence.

When Qin Chengyong heard him mention Xue Yuzhu, he stopped pouring water and turned around. His eyes had already regained their clarity and only flashed a trace of a thoughtful look.

The door was pushed open loudly. An Yan, after receiving the call, ran over anxiously. She turned pale with fright and whispered into Xue Yuzhu's ear, "Something happened to that Qin from the company …"

His heart once again tightened, Xue Yuzhu suddenly frowned and looked at Qin Chengyong, who was standing at the side, before pushing open the door and leaving.