Yi Danyou got out of the ward smoothly, because she was in the highest-floor ward of the hospital. There was only one exit here, which was the elevator and the stairs. However, with her current body, it was still difficult to walk up the stairs.
When Yi Danyou was passing by a ward, he happened to see two doctors in white coats walking out. One was tall and the other was short, very coordinated. Yi Danyou pretended that nothing was wrong and walked straight past them.
However, their conversation made Yi Danyou stop in his tracks.
"How long can the body of the daughter of the Fan family last?" the short man said to the tall man.
"She was born with a congenital heart disease. She refused to be treated in the early stage and did not receive treatment until it worsened. Now it has worsened. Her life expectancy is only about eight months..." the tall man said regretfully.
Yi Danyou always felt that there was something doubting in her heart. She curiously poked her head into the room when the tall and short doctors left. When she saw the skinny man in the ward, who was dying of illness.
, she almost exclaimed when she saw a familiar figure with messy hair and spread out...
"Zhihui..." Lying in the ward was Fan Zhihui, who said she was going to study in Singapore but had no news for a month...
There was an oxygen mask on her face, and she was lying quietly on the big white bed...
Yi Danyou couldn't believe what she saw. Fan Zhihui actually had congenital heart disease, and she only had seven months left in her life. She must know that she had congenital heart disease.
When you say you want to study in Singapore, maybe you don’t want everyone to worry? You also want to die silently alone...
"Zhihui, why are you so stupid?" Once he took Fan Zhihui's hand and put it on his cheek, the hot touch burned Fan Zhihui's heart...
Who is it? Who is crying beside her bed?
Fan Zhihui opened her eyes slightly and saw Yi Danyou's familiar face...
She opened her mouth in surprise and pulled off the mask on her mouth: "Xiaoyou, you..."
Yi Danyou cried and pointed at Fan Zhihui: "How could you do this? How could you bear it alone? What do you take us for? What do you take Luoluo for? You want us to see your... your