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She nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I did a kidney donation operation a few years ago, so I only have one kidney now."

He nodded, "You're right. Logically speaking, as long as you take the medicine, one kidney won't affect your body much. However, my test showed me that your remaining kidney doesn't look too good either."

She still nodded. "I know, I know, Doctor."

"And you are not planning on doing so now?" The doctor looked at her in confusion. "I thought you didn't know your body condition, so I reminded you. But since you know your condition well, why didn't you plan to do so earlier?"

"What are your plans?" She smiled wryly, "This kind of thing cannot be reversed. This was an accident. I won't do that anymore."

He shook his head. "Your condition isn't too good. Even if you don't do this, you still won't be able to hold on for long. So, my advice to you is to quickly change your kidney."

"I know, doctor. I know my body's condition, so thank you. I will consider the suggestion of changing the kidney."

"Very good, since you already know, then I won't say anymore. But you must remember, your body is very weak right now, if you don't hurry up, then the remaining time might not be too long."

"So, according to your estimation, how long can I last without surgery?" she asked, staring at the doctor.

He hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to say a long number, but in the end, he followed his professional ethics and told the truth, "At most two years, and this is only under careful maintenance. If this thing happens a few more times, the time will be much shorter."

She closed her eyes for a moment. "Thank you, Doctor." His voice was bitter.

The doctor's eyes were filled with sympathy.

She didn't know when the doctor left, but she knew that the sound of the door closing caused her entire body to tremble in pain.

She pulled back the covers and breathed deeply, feeling suffocated by the doctor's words.

Two years. Originally, he had only given her two years of time.

She stretched out her hands to carefully examine them, and only then did she notice that her hands were pale to the point that there wasn't even a little bit of blood on them. Even her fingernails had turned abnormal white.

She bitterly smiled. Her heart was extremely cold.

In fact, there had been a doctor who had said something similar to this to her, but she had never taken it to heart. Now, however, she was finally unable to deceive herself.

She, Shen Xiran, only had two years left of her life and this was only under extremely optimistic circumstances.

She took a deep breath. Suddenly, her heart filled with despair.

As the night came, she lay motionless on the bed. The nurse came and went, coming and going, her entire body becoming drowsy. After sleeping for a while, she woke up, feeling as if she was in a very strange dream, but after waking up, she couldn't remember anything at all.

She slept like this, woke up, and when she finally opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was much brighter.

Had she spent another night?

She paused for a moment, then lowered her gaze onto the face of an unfamiliar woman.

"Miss Shen, Miss Shen?" The man called her name with an uneasy look on his face. He seemed relieved when he saw her awake, "You're awake? That's great. I almost went to get a doctor. Are you feeling all right? "

She was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was a nurse who was looking after her. She nodded slightly and said, "It's fine. I'm fine."

"That's good." Relieved, she added, "Do you need anything now? I can help you. "

She looked at him attentively. She was a little surprised by his hospitality. Then, thinking that the hospital's service was exceptionally good, she nodded and said, "I need to go to the washroom."

She moved her body and discovered that although she wasn't able to sleep well, her body was clearly much better than yesterday's.

At least he could get out of bed.

The nurse hastily went forward to support her, and politely said: "You can just call me Sister Lan, I have specially come to take care of you, don't worry."

She replied with a low "En" and her dejected mood made it difficult for her to be in the mood to exchange pleasantries with her. Sister Lan very quickly noticed that she seemed to not be in a very good mood and did not say anything more.

After lying down for an entire day, she felt uncomfortable from head to toe, forcing herself to take a bath and clean herself up. After leaving the room, she felt as if she had been reborn.

She then ate something else, thought for a moment, and asked, "Can I go out now?"

Sister Lan obviously did not receive the doctor's instruction. She was stunned when she heard it: "Why not?"

She nodded and said, "I'm going out to see someone. You can come with me."

Who knew that the Sister Lan would say: "Go visit the Mr? No need to go, he said he will come to see you soon. "

"You know him?" She looked at Sister Lan in shock, thinking, wasn't she the nurse at the hospital?

Sister Lan also looked at her in shock: "Of course I know her, I was sent here by Mr."

"So …" She did not know what to say.

No wonder he felt her attitude was so good, she was actually someone Si Lianye invited.

After Sister Lan finished speaking, she then understood what was going on and explained in a hurry: "Blame me, I didn't explain it clearly earlier, I was called over by Mr intentionally, I have received the Si Family's favor previously, so you can be at ease, I will definitely take good care of you."

"Is that so?" She looked at her and smiled. "Then I'll have to trouble you."

"You're welcome."

Sister Lan poured sher another cup of water, and after watching her go down, he suddenly said, "Mr is here."

She was stunned. She looked over and found a tall man standing silently at the door. He was wearing a suit that fit him well. He looked really handsome, and it was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

She was no exception, looked at him blankly for a while before slowly raising her smile: "A Ye."

This address caused his eyes to light up. He quickly walked up to her and lowered his head to look at her. "How do you feel right now?"

"Much better." She put the cup on the bedside table and looked at him deeply. "What about you? I heard you're worried too. " As he finished speaking, he looked at his hand and saw that his left hand was wrapped in thick gauze.

He stretched out his large, intact hand and rubbed her head. With a doting smile on his face, no one could tell that he had fallen into a deep slumber yesterday.

"It's okay, I was just a little tired so I took a nap, don't be misled by those doctors." He tried to pass the matter off in a low voice.

She rolled her eyes at him, then grabbed his injured hand and said, "Let me see your wound."

He frowned, not expecting her to have such a thought. He tried to stop her, "Stop looking, it's just a small wound."

"I want to see what kind of wound can fit you." Without another word, she found the knot on the gauze and opened it. The technique was very familiar.

He couldn't stop her in time. He wanted to pull his hand back, but he was afraid of hurting her. He helplessly said, "Ah, you really don't let me worry."

She snorted and continued to untie the gauze one by one while saying, "You too."

Anyone would admire a man who had a fever of 40 degrees Celsius and was able to persevere.

With a helpless expression, he watched as she undid the gauze, finally revealing the badly mutilated wound.

She sucked in a breath of cold air as she looked at it, unable to take her eyes off of it.

Uneasiness rarely appeared in his heart. He forcefully retracted his hand and entangled himself randomly a few times before he jokingly said, "Alright, what's so good about it …"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw her long eyelashes tremble slightly, and sparkling teardrops fell down her face.

He could only sigh helplessly in his heart. He didn't want to show her this, but in the end, she still cried.

He reached out his arms and pulled her tightly into his embrace, saying, "Okay, it's just a wound, what's the big deal. I have wounds like this all over my body, and it's even scarier than this. I didn't see anything from me …"

She suddenly raised her head. "Really?"

Looking at her, he suddenly had a bad premonition. "Yeah …"

"Let me see …" Sure enough, as soon as he finished his words, she stretched out her Demon Claw and started to randomly search his body.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he held her hand. He had to be careful not to injure her. "Stop looking. These are all old wounds. There's nothing much to see …"

"No, I want to see …" Today, she seemed exceptionally disobedient. A pair of small hands broke free from his grasp, stroking his entire body as she tried to lift up his clothes.

"Xi Ran …" He helplessly grabbed her hand. "Don't be like this …"

She was practically lying on top of him, a pair of large clear eyes looking at him, causing his heart to tighten, a kind of inexplicable emotion rising in his heart.

"I want to see it, let me see it …" She insisted.

In order to prevent her from restlessly moving around, he tightly held onto her shoulders and stared at her. "Listen to me …"

"Cough, cough …"

Suddenly, a deliberate cough came from the door.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized how ambiguous her current posture was. She couldn't help but quickly leave his body and look towards the door along with Si Lianye in embarrassment.

Standing in the doorway was the young doctor with the glasses.

He noticed that both of them were looking at him with an awkward expression. His fair skin had a tinge of red on it. He pointed at the door and said, "I knocked, but you guys didn't respond. That's why I …"

In other words, they were so engrossed in the fight that they didn't even know someone was knocking on the door.

Shen Xiran and Si Lianye looked at each other, their faces suddenly burning red.

Looking at the doctor's expression, she realized how awkward their position was.

Shen Xiran hid himself in the quilt, and prepared to not come out after Si Lianye left the room.

Si Lianye coughed lightly, trying to restore her image. "She's not feeling well, so I need to show her."

After he finished speaking, Shen Xiran almost jumped up from the bed to give him a slap. What kind of excuse was this? Doesn't she know how to call a doctor if she's not feeling well?

A man who couldn't even lie!

She could not catch her breath and almost fainted.

Fortunately, the doctor was very reasonable, he didn't even bother to point out the reason, and just nodded: "So that's how it is, then I have to check her body now, can you please get off her bed? If it's inconvenient, I can go out for a while and then re-enter. "

This sentence almost made her entire body turn red.

Even Si Lianye's face showed a trace of embarrassment.

It was only a little bit, but it quickly became serious again, "It's okay, I'll come down now."