After the divorce, the boss doted on me

Cancer uterine cancer.
If I remember correctly, my sister left her forever because of this.
now she is
Hearing Gu Weisheng's words, Jiayi didn't speak for a long time, and she stopped him until Gu Weisheng left the ward.

"Doctor Gu, I... can I be cured?"

Obviously knowing that his hope is slim, but still unwilling to give up and want to get a definite answer.

She tried to hold her hand tightly, trying to keep her flustered and overwhelmed emotions from being noticed.

Gu Weisheng looked at the familiar but unfamiliar face on the bed, his eyes moved slightly, he raised his head, and said to her in a pretended relaxed tone: "The medical skills are very advanced now, you don't have to worry..."

Then, she didn't talk to him anymore.

Doctors are the most deceitful, they always say nice things to patients, whether it is hopeless or not, they always tell patients, don't give up hope of life.

If someone prays that you are alive and expects you to be well, that is the so-called hope of life, but what if they all expect you to die?
Seeing that Jiayi hadn't responded, Gu Weisheng said softly, "Take a good rest." Then he turned and left the ward.

The moment he closed the door, he subconsciously took a second look into the ward, and a trace of unnoticeable distress flashed across his eyes.

After Gu Weisheng left, she was the only one left in the whole ward again, empty.

It was still so dull outside, so congested that people couldn't breathe.

Because the gauze was wrapped around her back, Jiayi could only turn her body sideways, and if she moved a little, she would feel a sharp pain.

Her lower abdomen began to hurt again, presumably it was the uterine fibroids again.

The double pain in the front, abdomen and back made her feel a bit worse than death.

She suddenly remembered a word called karma.

It really fits the occasion.

She knew that this was all her retribution, this was God's punishment for her.

She subconsciously wanted to look for her mobile phone beside her, but no matter how she touched it, she couldn't find it.

It was only then that she remembered that she should have landed in the villa.

Without a mobile phone and not going back for so long, would he be worried about himself?
When Mrs. Lin went back to cook, did she casually mention it?
What is he doing now.
It was only at this time that Jiayi realized that when she was doing nothing, she could only think about Yi Zecheng.

She suddenly felt that she was ridiculous, why until today, until now, she was still thinking about her, and she even hoped that the other party would have a little concern and worry about her if she knew that she was going to die soon.

Lu Jiayi, Lu Jiayi, you really are hopeless.

In the dead of night, Jiayi felt that she was about to pass out from the pain, so she rang the nurse's bell to ask for a painkiller.

But what she didn't expect was that it wasn't the nurse who came, but Gu Weisheng.

She was a little surprised, is the doctor also on duty?

She really wanted to ask him why he was still in the hospital at this time, but right now, she couldn't say a word because of the pain.

Gu Weisheng approached a little closer, she was lying on her side on the bed, her head was covered with sweat, and she pulled his clothes with all her strength, "Can... give me... a painkiller?"

She half-closed her eyes, her eyes were blurred, she couldn't see what Gu Weisheng's expression was, and she didn't know if he agreed.

After she finished speaking, Gu Weisheng disappeared for a while, and came back after a while, holding a glass of water, first stuffed a pill into her mouth, and then passed the glass of water to her lips.

She was forced to drink half of the glass of water before asking, "Did you give me painkillers?"

"Morphine, a special painkiller for stage III cancer."

His voice was faint, soft, like a hypnotic.

"have a good rest."

He pulled up the quilt on her body for her, then turned off the light in the ward, and went out.

She wanted to say thank you to him, but she just opened her mouth and couldn't say a word.

She didn't know if it was the drug effect, but she felt that her whole body began to sink, like a heavy body, and she could no longer direct it.

Just like the dream she had, she wanted to cry but couldn't cry, her whole body lost half of her strength, her body seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, and she seemed to be drowning in water, sinking, sinking, But can't struggle...

She struggled between the medicine and the pain, as if she was muttering something, or calling her sister...

Sister, save her... Sister, save her...

But she knew in her heart that her elder sister would not come, her elder sister was already dead, her face was so blurred that she couldn't recognize her.

She didn't cry, but she couldn't breathe, and her hands wanted to scratch something out of thin air, maybe there was nothing.

She thought of the past and how she was when she first met Yi Zecheng.

That year, she worked hard to get into a third-rate university here.

It was the first day of school.

Although their school is not considered good, the principal of their school knows many well-known figures in society.

Therefore, he especially likes to invite some successful people to give speeches at their school when the freshmen start school.

And that time, among the guests he invited was the young owner of the Yi Group, Yi Zecheng.

Jiayi still remembers how the headmaster introduced him at that time, "The youngest is the youngest, and the talent is rare."

Because, among the guests, he was the youngest, only 23.

That was the first time Jiayi saw him.

She still remembered that at that time he had short black hair, the neckline of his white shirt was slightly opened, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing his wheat-colored skin, his eyes were deep and bright, his nose bridge was high, sharp and angular, and his thin lips were soft. She doesn't remember much what he said that day, she only remembers that he was calm, confident, chic and calm on stage that day.

After Yi Zecheng finished his speech, he stepped off the stage and sat on the guest seat on one side of the auditorium, with his hands casually placed on his chest, his head tilted, his eyes moved slightly, shining brightly.

Afterwards, who was speaking on stage, what was said, and what he looked like, Jiayi didn't remember all of it.

Her gaze just followed him closely.

I don't know where the love came from, but just one glance makes it unforgettable for a long time.

After all the guests have given their speeches, according to the usual practice, the school will arrange a group of freshman representatives to present flowers to the guests as a token of gratitude.

Jiayi still doesn't know why the teacher chose her back then, and she even wondered if the teacher was delusional and picked the wrong one.

Until later, she wondered more than once whether their stories would have been different if she hadn't been selected to take the stage that day.

Jiayi was standing in the line, feeling overwhelmed and anxious.

Both nervous and looking forward to it.

The teacher on the side was still telling them the precautions when going on stage later, Jiayi was afraid that she might make some mistakes, so she listened very carefully, and kept murmuring the precautions the teacher said.

The teacher who led the team assigned each of them a guest who was in charge of presenting flowers, and the guest she was in charge of happened to be Yi Zecheng.

When the teacher walked up to her and pointed in Yi Zecheng's direction, Jiayi felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

They lined up on the stage, and Yi Zecheng stood in front of her like this, so close to her that she could even hear his breathing one after another.

Unlike other middle-aged leaders, the smell on his body is very clean, not the smell of smoke, nor is it the smell of powder contaminated by the world, but a faint fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

When Jiayi stood on the stage, facing Yi Zecheng standing in front of her, her mind went blank and her breathing became short of breath.

For a moment, because of her nervousness, she forgot all the precautions that Teacher Cai said just now, and just stood there blankly, motionless.

Jiayi didn't dare to raise her head, but kept looking at the ground closely, as if she wanted to see a hole in the ground.

The other freshman representatives had finished presenting flowers and were about to take a group photo, but she was the only one standing motionless, holding the flowers in her arms tightly.

"Are you nervous?"

When she was feeling numb and at a loss, his voice suddenly came from her ear, a little hoarse, but with unspeakable charm, every word spit out from his thin lips, listening to her ears , as if sitting by the window in December with heavy snowfall, tasting a cup of steaming Blue Mountain coffee alone, the aroma of coffee permeated the air, the warm liquid slipped from the mouth into the throat thoughtfully, and the whole person warmed up...

Jiayi raised her head slowly, just in time to meet Yi Zecheng's gaze.

His eyes were pitch black, but glowed softly.

She froze for a moment, then nodded a little stiffly.

He smiled slightly, bent halfway, carefully took the flowers from her arms, then gently hugged her in his arms, patted her back tenderly, and whispered : "Relax, don't be nervous."

At that moment, she only felt that her brain was buzzing, she couldn't say a word, and felt that the world around her was quiet.

In the whole world, there are only his own rapid breathing and the faint fragrance on his body.

I don't know if the incandescent lamp on the top was turned on too brightly, but she felt dizzy and couldn't stand still.

During the group photo session, Yi Zecheng stretched out his hand and lightly pressed on Jiayi's shoulder, as if to give her strength, and gradually calmed down her flustered heart.

Although at that moment, her heart was no longer flustered, but she knew that from now on, her heart would no longer be as calm as water.

Fortunately, the whole process of presenting flowers and group photos was over soon, and her sanity and wisdom recovered after a long time.

Later, the group photo of that day was published in the school newspaper, but the school newspaper of their school was never sold to the outside world, and they only kept a copy internally.

For this reason, she even deliberately went to the school magazine to beg Bai Lai for a long time before she got a black and white version.

She carefully cut out the group photo and kept it in her diary.

She kept him in the bottom of her heart, like a poor child who hid a lump of sugar, layers of sugar, and she knew it was there, and she knew it was sweet without having to taste it.