Chapter 1172

However, slowly, she found that taking medicine did not matter. Her head was sweating and her face was pale.

Her body, unconsciously, seems to have changed, and she, how much can feel.

Until one time, she found blood in her vomit. She had a bad feeling in her heart and went to the hospital with all her money.

It's the hardest time to sit in a chair and wait for the result.

She didn't know what she was suffering from. She always felt thinner and thinner, and her body was not as good as before.

When she was called to the doctor's office, she gave the doctor a smile and sat down on the opposite stool.

The doctor looked at her for a moment with a solemn face and sighed.

And it is this sigh, let he Xiaobai know, the disease should be very serious.

The smile on her face slowly converged, and her heart was beating like a drum.

She fell, fell, depressed, but never thought of suicide.

If she knew that she might be seriously ill, she would not be shocked.

"Doctor, tell me what I have." She looked at the doctor in a flat voice.

"Didn't your family come with you?" Asked the doctor.

He Xiaobai shook his head gently.

The doctor was silent for a while: "gastric cancer, advanced, so young get this disease, really rare." The tone was full of regret.

Cancer, advanced Although she made full psychological preparation, when she heard these two words again, she still couldn't help her body.

I just feel that there is something blocked in my throat. I can't breathe, and I can't speak.

Her eyes were wide, but empty and unfocused.

At that moment, her heart was like an atomic bomb left behind, a blank.

The doctor's words undoubtedly gave her the death penalty.

This is the first time that she felt so close to death, including before, when facing the earthquake, she was not as desperate as she is now.

She was silent for a long time. Finally, she bit her lip and tried to control her mood. Her voice was a little hoarse: "how long can I live?"

Although this is a cruel fact, she has the right to know after all. The doctor shook his head and said what he didn't want to say: "one month at most."

In order to give her some hope, he added: "it might be a little longer if treated actively."

He Xiaobai sucked nose, Leng didn't cry out, said: "thank you." Took the list and left.

She didn't know how she left the hospital and how she got home. Her mind was in a mess and she didn't know what she was thinking. It seemed that her body and soul were independent and the whole person was not in the state.

She's got cancer. She'll probably not live for a month. She'll die soon.

Yes, she knows.

Even when she got home, she didn't shed a tear. She just sat on the couch with her pillow in her arms. She couldn't say a word or cry.

She didn't cry, she just sat all the time. The huge impact had blocked all the pores in her body, and she couldn't vent.

It wasn't until the next day that she cried with the quilt in her arms.

After all, she is a mortal. How can she not be sad at this moment, especially There is no one around, facing death, that is what kind of despair.

She stayed at home for several days without going out. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her hair was covered.