Nuan Nuan stayed in the ward to accompany Ye Feimo, while Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao went to complete the procedures. Cheng Anya was absent-minded along the way. Ye Feimo's stomach cancer was not a trivial matter. Over the years, it was the only thing that scared her.
Some things cannot be changed by humans.
Cheng Anya was absent-minded and hesitant. Young Master Ye just held his wife's hand tightly, "Nothing will happen to Fei Mo."
"Did Bai Ye tell you that Feimo's situation is not optimistic?" Cheng Anya asked suddenly. Third Young Master Ye had been too calm just now. She didn't think much about it for a moment. It seemed that he had expected such a situation.
"Well, Bai Ye got Fei Mo's report from Jiaming last year. Later he called me and told me that Fei Mo has a very high chance of getting gastric cancer." Mr. Ye didn't hide anything and said in a deep voice, "Bai Ye said the situation is the worst.
It should have taken four or five years, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
"Why didn't you tell me this?"
"Tell you what to do? You can't do anything. I've taken all the precautionary measures that I need to take. The medicine Feimo usually takes is all prescribed by Bai Ye. We don't want the situation to get worse this time." Ye Sanshao said, he
He cared about Ye Feimo no less than Cheng Anya.
Cheng Anya leaned against the wall weakly and asked softly, "Is there any way over there in Bai Ye?"
"Wait until Jia Ming gives Fei Mo a detailed report, and then show it to Bai Ye and Su Man. If they can't do anything, I'm afraid..." Third Young Master Ye hesitated, and Cheng Anya's whole body became cold.
She sighed, "I feel terrified when I look at the warmth..."
"Anya..."
"She will definitely divorce Fei Mo. I don't know if Fei Mo can bear this blow. If it weren't for stomach cancer, there might be a glimmer of hope. Looking at it now..." Cheng Anya's eyes were slightly red, "I really feel bad for Fei Mo.
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It was almost dusk when Ye Feimo woke up.
He was in a trance, and the striking white color made him feel extremely disgusted. He didn't know where he was. It wasn't until he saw the bottle that he remembered that he had fainted due to stomach pain and must have been sent to the hospital.
Recently, he always felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, always having throbbing pains, but he didn't pay attention. He was busy at work, and warmth was not around him, so he inevitably neglected it, and he fell ill unexpectedly.
The afterglow of the setting sun was very comfortable. Ye Feimo turned his head and saw Wen Nuan looking at him intently. He secretly shouted in his heart that it was bad. He had already asked Zhang Ling not to notify Wen Nuan. Why was she here?
When Nuan Nuan saw him waking up, he felt a little dazed.
"Feimo..." She murmured. Ye Feimo saw her expression of pain and was reluctant to give up. He held her hand and pressed it close to his lips. Her hand was as cold as frost, "I'm fine...
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After hearing this, Nuan Nuan felt even more uncomfortable.
As for gastric cancer, how can it be okay? There are so many people dying from gastric cancer every year, how can it be okay?
She held back the tears that came to her eyes and just held his hand tightly with her backhand. Ye Feimo felt that his body was very weak and he didn't want to lie down. He rarely lay down so fragilely. The warmth raised the height of the bed and he sat up.
Come.
He was a little hungry. Cheng Anya had already cooked the porridge and heated it up. Wen Nuan poured the porridge out and fed it to Ye Feimo one bite at a time.
Ye Feimo looked at her fair face, and his heart melted like hot chocolate, sweet and warm, taking care of him, so careful, so gentle, and rare docility. Although she seemed full of worries and lingering sadness, she
Treat him gently.
"This porridge is unpalatable." Ye Feimo said honestly. The porridge was his favorite porridge with shredded ginger and shredded chicken, but it was not very good. However, because of the warmth and feeding, the porridge seemed to become delicious again.
"Mommy cooked it." Wen Nuan said with a smile. Ye Feimo understood. No wonder, he said that the porridge cooked by Wen Nuan was delicious. There was no reason for him to lose his quality all of a sudden. It turned out that it was Mommy who cooked it...
Neither of them spoke, Wen Nuan kept his head lowered. Ye Feimo noticed something was wrong, frowned and asked, "Are you worried?"
Wen Nuan shook his head, put the bowl away, and asked if he wanted to eat. Ye Feimo shook his head, Wen Nuan nodded lightly, and put the porridge aside. Ye Feimo took her hand and sat on the hospital bed, Nuan Wen watched the two of them intertwined.
His hands said nothing.
She was so silent that Ye Feimo found it strange and asked, "Why don't you speak?"
"What do you want to say?"
Ye Feimo said, "Anything you say is fine."
As long as she talks to him, she can say anything. "We didn't talk much when we came back from Athens."
Mentioning Athens, Wen Nuan felt even more bitter in his heart. Then he thought about how he didn't take care of his body, and felt sad and angry, "Why don't you eat well, why don't you sleep well? Peace can't collapse without you, why do you have to put yourself in the hospital? Ye
Fei Mo, you are always like this, what should I do if you are like this..."
How can I leave you with ease?
Her eyes were reddish. Ye Feimo raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Nuan doubtfully. A surprise flashed in his eyes. Did Wen Nuan care about him?
"Nuan Nuan..."
"Don't call me, I hate you so much." Wen Nuan felt bitter in his heart and couldn't express it. He threw his hand away angrily. Ye Feimo grabbed her hand again. Wen Nuan was afraid of pulling his needle, so he didn't dare to use too much force.
After struggling, Ye Feimo held her hand like jewels, very happy.
"Then can you come back and take care of me? The takeout is really unpalatable." Ye Feimo made an even more demanding request, "Without you by my side, of course my appetite will be bad. How about you come back?"
"Don't be a scoundrel." Wen Nuan said angrily. He really took advantage of her weakness. He knew that she couldn't let him go, but she still said it so pitifully, "How did you go about it when you didn't know me before, and I didn't see you either?
How come, why are you so squeamish now?"
Ye Feimo said confidently, "Nuan Nuan, you can't hold my appetite up to the sky and then slam it down. It won't be able to bear it, and neither will its owner. It's because of you that it's squeamish today."
, you have to be responsible for it."
The more he said this, the more uncomfortable Nuan Wen felt. Thinking of Fei Mo's stomach cancer, Nuan Wen's heart was cut like a knife.
He originally just had a common stomach problem, but now he has stomach cancer. Wen Nuan blames himself. A large part of the reason is her fault. If Feimo hadn't often had conflicts with her and ruined his body, he might not have stomach cancer.
Responsible, she also wants to be responsible, is it okay for his stomach cancer to metastasize to her?
Wen Nuan gritted his teeth. Ye Feimo saw her expression of pain and sensitively sensed something was wrong, "Wen Nuan, what's wrong? Has there been any change in my condition?"
