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Ninth People's Hospital, Xia Yuxuan's ward.

Fang Cheng sat beside the hospital bed, holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, peeling the apple for Xia Yuxuan.

"Here, all peeled." Fang Cheng smiled and handed over the peeled apple.

Seeing Xia Yuxuan in a daze, Fang Cheng waved the apple in front of her eyes, "Silly?"

"Ah!" Xia Yuxuan came back to her senses, snatched the apple, took a bite, and said softly with her head down, "Fang Cheng, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"After you finish this apple and have a few more days of IV drips, the doctor said you're too tired. How many times have I told you, but you just don't listen. Am I unable to support you?" Fang Cheng pretended to be angry.

"Yeah, I won't dare to do it again next time." Xia Yuxuan smiled sweetly and took a big bite of the apple.

"Knowing is—"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the ward door.

"Come in!"

Fang Cheng frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Boss!"

At the ward door, Sean with blond hair stood there and called out softly.

When Fang Cheng saw Sean, he turned his head and said to Xia Yuxuan, "I have something to go out for a while, you wait for me here obediently." As he said that, he rubbed Xia Yuxuan's small head.

"Yeah." Xia Yuxuan responded with a smile.

After watching Fang Cheng leave the ward, Xia Yuxuan could no longer suppress her emotions. She buried her pretty face between her knees, her delicate shoulders trembled slightly, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Outside the ward.

Fang Cheng looked at Sean bringing a white man in a white coat and asked, "Is he Professor Smith?"

"That's right, Dr. Smith is the best oncology expert in the world."

After listening to Sean's introduction, Fang Cheng nodded and looked at Professor Smith.

Professor Smith was about fifty or sixty years old, with a slightly bald forehead and a long, thin face that looked a bit rigid.

"Hello, Dr. Smith." Fang Cheng stretched out his right hand expressionlessly, "You should have read my girlfriend's medical records."

"Hello, Mr. Fang," Smith shook hands with Fang Cheng, "The diagnosis of your girlfriend's condition is correct, she does indeed have pancreatic cancer."

"Are you confident in curing it?"

"Mr. Fang, pancreatic cancer is the most troublesome of all cancers. According to statistics, its five-year survival rate is less than 1%."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng frowned, "What does five-year survival rate mean?"

"The five-year survival rate is a professional term in medicine used to statistically analyze the effectiveness of cancer treatment. Because five years after cancer treatment, the risk of it recurring will be reduced to less than 10%. In other words, surviving five years means the patient has a high chance of living."

"You mean, even if she has surgery, her chances of living for more than five years are less than 1%?"

Smith nodded.

"What if you perform the surgery?"

"Mr. Fang, it doesn't have much to do with who performs the surgery," Smith said quickly, "It's limited by our technology. Moreover, according to the information you provided, the patient's mother also had cancer, so the patient is likely affected by genetic factors.

According to our statistics, the probability of recurrence and death for such patients is almost 100%."

After speaking, Smith looked at Fang Cheng.

After listening to Smith's words, the corners of Fang Cheng's eyes twitched non-stop, "Aren't you the best oncology expert in the world?"

He grabbed Smith's collar and said with red eyes, "Save her! You can have as much money as you want!"

"Mr. Fang, this... this is not a matter of money, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I can't do anything!"

Smith was overwhelmed by Fang Cheng's aura and trembled all over.

Fang Cheng looked at Smith's closed eyes and terrified expression, slowly released his collar, and waved his hand at him weakly.

"Let's go, Dr. Smith." Sean said softly from the side.

After the two left, Fang Cheng returned to the ward dejectedly.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Yuxuan seemed like nothing had happened, and continued to sit on the hospital bed eating an apple. Seeing Fang Cheng's frustrated look after he came in, she asked with concern.

"Nothing." Fang Cheng raised his head and smiled, but the smile was really a bit forced.

"Fang Cheng."

The sunlight outside the window shone on Xia Yuxuan's slightly raised pretty face, setting her off like a fairy.

"Hmm?"

"I want to go home and see, back to our old home, just you and me." Xia Yuxuan blinked her big eyes and looked at Fang Cheng, as if to make sure he would agree to her.

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"Okay!" Fang Cheng looked into her eyes and nodded vigorously.

Early the next morning, Fang Cheng personally drove Xia Yuxuan to Wucheng.

In the following days, Fang Cheng accompanied Xia Yuxuan to go shopping, shopping, and watch movies in Wucheng.

Although Fang Cheng owns the world's most profitable Yuncheng Technology and also controls the country of Pasa Islands, he is considered one of the most powerful people on earth.

But at this moment, he and Xia Yuxuan, wearing couple outfits, accompanied her through the streets and alleys of Wucheng, just like other ordinary couples.

Although Fang Cheng and Xia Yuxuan tried very hard to find the way Wucheng looked when they were studying, this small city has changed too much after all. Many new buildings have sprung up, and many old buildings have been demolished. Coupled with the newly built roads, this small town in the south of the Yangtze River has become a place they don't recognize.

Fang Cheng used to come back in a hurry and didn't notice these things at all. Wucheng is no longer the Wucheng he was studying in.

It has changed.

"Fang Cheng, let's go to No. 7 High School and have a look."

"Why do you suddenly want to go there?" Fang Cheng looked at Xia Yuxuan beside him and said with a smile.

Wucheng No. 7 High School is the high school that Fang Cheng used to study in, but now, the old high school is too dilapidated and abandoned. The current No. 7 High School has moved to a new teaching building.

"I just suddenly want to go and see." Xia Yuxuan wrapped her hands around each other and said softly.

More than ten minutes later, Fang Cheng drove his car to the former high school.

Wucheng No. 7 High School is not far from Fang Cheng's residential area. A large number of people who studied here were children of employees from his father Fang Zhengguo's steel factory.

After the two got out of the car.

Fang Cheng took Xia Yuxuan's jade hand and introduced her to the school he used to study in, "This is the old campus, it has been abandoned now, and it is estimated that it will be demolished and new houses will be built soon."

He scratched the iron railing of the old No. 7 High School gate, which was covered with rust.

"Squeak--squeak--"

Fang Cheng used a little force to slowly push open the rusty iron door.

He walked in, glanced at it, and turned around and said with a smile, "Come in, there's no one inside!"

Fang Cheng stood inside the door and waved to Xia Yuxuan.

Xia Yuxuan happily followed behind Fang Cheng and walked into the old No. 7 High School.

In the campus, the exterior wall paint of the teaching building has all peeled off, exposing the cyan-gray wall, which is very unsightly.

If Fang Cheng remembers correctly, this teaching building has been around for nearly fifty years.