99 degrees of favor

She told her, "Been there."

"Aren't you going to work?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, pursed her lips and smiled, restraining her emotions, "Xiaoyu, can you have some chicken soup first? I boiled it myself and it's still hot."

"Okay." Fang Xiaoyu's voice was extremely soft, as if he had no courage.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and walked to the table to fill her with chicken soup. Her heart ached like a needle prick. She endured it, bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, calmed down her emotions, and turned around holding the chicken soup. With a nice smile on her face, she raised the hospital bed a little higher, sat on the edge of the bed, and was about to feed her.

"I'll do it myself." Fang Xiaoyu was a little sad, and took the ceramic bowl from her hand, "Smile, did I sleep for a long time?"

She shook her head, "Not too long, just a day."

"Have you been watching over me?" Fang Xiaoyu looked at her, took a sip of the chicken soup, the taste was very authentic, it was her handiwork.

She smiled, "Yeah."

"You have dark circles under your eyes." She complained, "Smile, you have to take care of yourself. You still have hypoglycemia. You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

"Sleeping." Her heart was extremely heavy, but there was always a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

After Fang Xiaoyu finished drinking the chicken soup, the ward was extremely quiet, so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

"Smile." Handing her the bowl, Fang Xiaoyu asked calmly, "What's the situation with me now?" She knew that this was not an ordinary illness, and now she really had no strength, and her whole body was almost limp.After so many nosebleeds, she had the feeling of lifting her foot back from the palace of Hades, feeling very, very tired.

"Tell me the truth, don't hide it from me." Fang Xiaoyu's voice was weak, but firm.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and put the bowl, she stood in front of the bed, staring at her for a moment, "...leukemia."

Shrinking her fingers on the quilt, the indifference in Fang Xiaoyu's eyes replaced surprise and disbelief. Sad emotions enveloped her entire face. In addition to shock, there was also fear in her heart.

Su Xiaoxiao sat on the edge of the bed and hugged her gently.

Fang Xiaoyu's extremely pale face was buried in Su Xiaoxiao's arms, making it impossible for people to see her sadness and sadness.

But Xiaoxiao could feel the trembling from Xiaoyu, Fang Xiaoyu bit her lip and trembled from sobbing, she didn't dare to cry out.

Tears quickly pooled in the eyes, Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, blinked, pursed her lips, and then showed a big smile, "Xiaoyu, the doctor said that there is a chance for a cure like yours, as long as you find the right bone marrow , so we cannot give up, and you should not be pessimistic."

Fang Xiaoyu buried her pale face in her arms, trembling with grief.

"Xiaoyu, come on. I'll be with you."

"Xiaoyu, take a good rest. I will find a way to deal with the money. You are still so young. You must cheer up." Su Xiaoxiao caressed Fang Xiaoyu's hair, with tears in his eyes, but he didn't think about it anyway. Ken showed negative emotions, "You know? You will definitely get better, believe in yourself, believe in the doctor, and believe in me, we still have a long, long way to go."

"Woooo..." Finally unable to hold back, Fang Xiaoyu burst into tears.

Infected by her, tears rolled down Su Xiaoxiao's cheeks, she bit her lower lip forbearance, and closed her eyes sadly.

A minute later, the two girls were still hugging each other.

The phone rang, Su Xiaoxiao slowly let go of Fang Xiaoyu, she took the phone to look at it, and slid the answer button.