She told her, "yes."

"Don't you go to work?"

Su smiled and shook his head, pursed his lips and smiled, restraining his emotions. "Xiaoyu, would you like to have some chicken soup first? I cooked it myself. It's still hot. "

"OK." Fang Xiaoyu's voice was very light, just like she had no spirit.

Su Xiaoxiao turned and went to the table to hold the chicken soup for her. Her heart was as painful as a needle. She endured it, bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, cleaned up her mood, and the moment she turned around with the chicken soup, the corners of her lips raised a good-looking smile. She shook the hospital bed higher, sat on the edge of the bed and was ready to feed her.

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

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

"Have you been watching me?" Fang Xiaoyu looked at her and drank chicken soup. It tasted very good. It was her craft.

She smiled, "well."

"You have dark circles under your eyes." She complained, "smile, you have to take care of yourself. You still have hypoglycemia. You won't stay up all night? "

"Sleep." Her heart was very heavy, but there was a faint smile on her lips.

Fang Xiaoyu finished the chicken soup. The ward was so quiet that they could only hear each other's breathing.

"Smile." Handed her the bowl, Fang Xiaoyu asked calmly, "what's my situation now?" She knows that this is not an ordinary illness. Now she really has no strength, and the whole person is almost weak. After so much nosebleed, she felt very tired to lift her feet back from the front of the hell palace.

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

Su Xiaoxiao turned and put the bowl. She stood in front of the bed and stared at her for a moment, "... Leukemia."

Shrunk her fingers on the quilt. The indifference in Fang Xiaoyu's eyes replaced surprise and disbelief. The sad mood shrouded her whole face. Her heart was not only shocked but also frightened.

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

Fang Xiaoyu's unusually pale face was buried in Su Xiaoxiao's arms, so that people could not see her sadness and sadness.

But Xiaoxiao could feel the trembling from Xiaoyu. Fang Xiaoyu bit her lips and her whole body trembled because of sobbing. She didn't dare to cry.

Tears quickly gathered in her eyes. Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath. She blinked, tightened her lips, and then showed a big smile. "Xiaoyu, the doctor said that there is a chance to cure a situation like you. As long as we find the right bone marrow, we can't give up, and you don't look sad."

Fang Xiaoyu buried her pale face in her arms and trembled with sadness.

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

"Xiaoyu, you have a good rest. I'll find a way about money. You're still so young. You must cheer up." Su Xiaoxiao stroked Fang Xiaoyu's hair with tears in her eyes, but she refused to show her negative emotions, "you know? You will get better. Believe in yourself, the doctor and me. We still have a long way to go. "

"Sobbing..." finally, Fang Xiaoyu burst into tears.

Affected by her, tears rolled down Su Xiaoxiao's cheeks. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes with sadness.

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

When the mobile phone rings, Su Xiaoxiao slowly releases Fang Xiaoyu. She takes the mobile phone, looks at it, and slides over the answer button.