She couldn't believe it: "Dong Lin, you can still laugh?"
"Why can't you laugh? Ms. Daqing, you have to know that this disease is actually nothing, but many people are basically scared to death once they learn that they have it."
Liu Daqing's face turned pale, and he thought to himself that his son really had to maintain a good attitude now, otherwise, it would be really difficult to get through this difficulty.
"Son, you have to hold on!"
"Don't worry, when have you ever seen your son's pustule?"
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and an extremely dignified, beautiful and fashionable young lady walked in. Probably because of her high speed, there was already a thin layer of sweat on her face, which showed that she was also in a hurry.
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Liu Daqing immediately greeted her: "Zhou Ting, you are here."
Zhou Ting ignored the pleasantries and hurriedly looked at Wang Donglin: "Auntie, what happened to Donglin?"
Liu Daqing was still hesitating. Wang Donglin smiled and said lightly: "Mom, show Zhou Ting the report."
Liu Daqing had to hand over the report. After Zhou Ting read it, her face changed drastically and she couldn't believe it. How terrible! In the advanced stage of lung cancer, the patient may not have more than three months to live. Saying three months is still conservative, and many people
Once discovered, he would die within a month.
Liu Daqing knew what was going on, "You two have a chat, and I'll go to the lounge and have a cup of tea."
There were only two people left in the ward.
She took a closer look at Wang Donglin and found that compared to the last time she met him, he had lost weight, his face was sallow, his energy was listless, and the smile on his face was very weak.
The high-spirited man of the past is gone forever.
She looked at the medical record report blankly, not knowing what she felt in her heart.
"Zhou Ting, I'm sorry."
She was a little uneasy: "Dong Lin, don't think too much."
He sighed: "Well, look, our wedding date is already approaching, but something like this happened to me, and I'm really sorry for you. Now that things have happened, I don't want to drag you down. Let's do this. I'm responsible for my relatives and friends.
I will explain and take back the wedding invitations one by one, and I will never embarrass you."
"Dong Lin, don't think so wildly, take good care of yourself first."
"With my condition, I can no longer delay it, and it won't be good for you if I delay it."
"Let's talk about it then. There are still about twenty days, right?"
Wang Donglin seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Do you and I still want to have a wedding on the execution ground? Zhou Ting, today is different from the past. It is no longer necessary for girls to hold a big rooster and hold a wedding ceremony. We really want to insist on holding it.
The wedding is not out of the question. Anyway, I won’t be able to care that much if I die by then. But what about you?"
Zhou Ting's face turned red and white for a while.
The two were originally from a family marriage, and they didn't get along for a long time. There was really no deep friendship. She was a little uncomfortable when she suddenly learned that Wang Donglin was terminally ill. However, if a woman in the new era has to tie herself to a marriage like this,
In the quagmire, it makes no sense.
If you truly love each other, it's okay, but there's no need to make a sacrifice that is destined to be tragic for your family.
Wang Donglin observed his words, and as if he had a mirror in his mind, he laughed: "Zhou Ting, there is no need for us to be hypocritical at this time. It is said that you had a boyfriend in college who had a great relationship, but your father beat him up. What about me?
, I have also had failed marriages, and countless women. To be honest, in our situation, if we are really married, we are just a new couple with two sets of old furniture, and no one will truly love the other..."
