C32 (1/2)

Ling Yan was surprised by Fang Hui's sudden change in mood. He thought to himself, ”It's said that a woman's temperament is ever-changing, but isn't this girl changing too fast?” Ling Yan saw that Fang Hui did not seem to be overjoyed or sad. He could not suppress his tears of sorrow. It was as if he had suddenly recalled the miserable events of the past. Could it be that she had had a child in the past and the child died?

Ling Yan was making wild guesses. A girl's mind was the hardest to figure out. Ling Yan was nodding his head in approval. After all, there was a girl crying in front of him. As long as her heart wasn't stone-cold, no one would be able to adapt to it.

Ling Yan did not have much contact with Fang Hui, so he did not know much about the people she knew, nor could he speculate about the reason for her sadness. Ling Yan did not ask to interrupt Fang Hui's crying, as he knew that the best way to comfort her was to let her vent her feelings to her heart's content.

Since he was idle, Ling Yan used his Divine Sense to scan Fang Hui's body. He immediately knew why Fang Hui was grieving. Don't look at how Fang Hui looked so beautiful and lively on the outside, he did not have long to live!

A few major vessels near the ”Shen-feng” point on the side of her heart had already been severely deformed and twisted, connecting the liver, because the inner channel was blocked for the most part, and only a small fraction of the blood from the heart reached the liver, causing a large amount of white to appear in the pink liver due to insufficient blood supply. As a result of the sudden decrease in the number of platelets, the liver's resistance to germs had also dropped to its lowest point, resulting in several brown, two-centimeter-wide, fleshy objects attached to the inner walls of the liver, which modern medicine called ”tumors.” Fang, ”had a serious heart disease,” he said, but was also a poor person with a fatal liver cancer.

Although modern medicine was developed, it was not to the point of omnipotence. There was a 90% chance that either of the two symptoms in Fang Hui's body could be cured with his current level of medicine: his heart disease could be treated with a segment of the blood vessel replaced with a stainless steel tube; and his liver cancer doctor was most adept (of course, if the tumor did not spread). It was a pity that there were two illnesses living in Fang Hui's body at the same time. Any one of them would affect the other. Doctors who had seen the illness were helpless and could not help but sigh about how young they were.

Feeling Xiaobao's good behavior, Fang Hui wanted to cry a little longer, but seeing Ling Yan's shining eyes on him, he could not continue to cry no matter how bitter his heart was. With a red face, he whispered, ”I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself for a while. I'm sorry.”

When he was alone, he would always cry silently while biting his blanket. Fang Hui did not want others to know about his condition, so what if his family and friends knew? Other than shaking his head and sighing, the help he could give him was limited.

Two years ago, after he found out about his illness, Fang Hui gradually broke off all connections between him and his family. He did not have much time left in this world, rather than making his family worry about his sadness, it was better to let them hope that he would one day appear before them.

With the hope to live past one day, Fang Hui used the method of mortgage payments to buy his own house and then obediently went to work. Most of the monthly salary he paid was paid in pharmacy, while most of the remaining daily expenses he spent could still be saved a hundred and eighty yuan.

Fang Hui was a beautiful and slender man, and naturally, there were many people who pursued him in the company. Fang Hui knew his own business, and he was unable to implicate Fang Hui, but even if he was touched, he still politely declined. In the company, there were heavy work to do, but he never complained, and in the remaining days, Fang Hui treasured the relationship between people even more, even though there was jealousy and dissatisfaction in the relationship. You don't have to be too sad. ”

Fang Hui raised his head and looked at Ling Yan. These words seemed to comfort her but also seemed to encourage her, as if he knew the reason for his sadness. Fang Hui could not figure out the meaning behind these words. Then he turned to Little Treasure and smiled. ”Baby, big sister bought some clothes for you and has some food. How about this big sister? Come, give big sister a kiss.”

Although Xiaobao did not know what Fang Hui was talking about, the Spirit Origin that had a strong spiritual force could clearly feel Fang Hui's thoughts. It kissed Fang Hui's face heavily with a ”Ba Ji” sound.

Fang Hui chuckled and put Xiaobao on the sofa. Then he poured all the items in the big and small bags onto the other sofa. His actions were light and straightforward, as if she was not the one crying.