Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 560 My illness is not that serious

"Don't... Yan Junchen, if you have anything to do, I'll follow you too!"

Wen Qingruo's voice was sharp, as if the word death scratched her heart one by one.

Death...Wen Qingruo knows this distance!Can't!

Nothing can happen to Yan Junchen!
Absolutely not—

"Nonsense!" Yan Junchen frowned, "Wen Qingruo, my illness is not that serious."

Look, I knew that Wen Qingruo would have this kind of reaction. I haven't checked it carefully yet, did this woman just say that?

Perhaps while being happy...the chest is full of bitterness.

Just reconciled with Wen Qingruo... So soon, even this kind of happiness is gone? !
Why……

"I didn't mess around! I didn't mess around with you, Yan Junchen!" Wen Qingruo cried, "Yan Junchen, I don't want you to have anything to do, I will accompany you to the hospital this afternoon, I have to go...you must promise me .”

"..."

The cries of the people behind made Yan Junchen's chest tight and painful.

Yan Junchen suddenly calmed down.

Maybe it's what he experienced, maybe it's Elvis's departure, he treats death... unexpectedly calm.

Although, he really didn't want to leave... He didn't want to leave Wen Qingruo alone.

"it is good."

Yan Junchen's heart suffocated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

Maybe he doesn't have much time left in this world...but he wants to give Wen Qingruo enough happiness.

Wen Qingruo's mind was blank, she just shed tears in a daze...how could it be so sudden.

After Yan Junchen nodded in agreement, Wen Qingruo felt a burst of panic belatedly, the panic that came from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Qingruo really can't imagine... How should I live when I have lost everything?
Yan Junchen was like a fatal attraction, and Wen Qingruo gradually became dependent.

so dependent on...

Wen Qingruo really couldn't imagine it.

I can't imagine... Tears fell unscrupulously.

Yan Junchen... Yan Junchen.

Why is our happiness so close, yet so far away...

——*——*——

In the afternoon, regardless of Yan Junchen's objection, Wen Qingruo asked the servants to pack up their things, and dragged Yan Junchen to the hospital.

Wen Qingruo has never considered... Yan Junchen's condition is the same.

[Young mistress, you should know that the young master hardly ate or drank in the two years after you left, and spent his days drinking heavily... He already had stomach problems, and you don't know the pros and cons of it. 】

[To be honest now... it's a bit late. 】

【If he undergoes surgery now... what is the probability of success? 】

【Young Mistress, if the operation was performed four months ago, there is still a 50% chance. We persuaded Mr. Yan before that, but Mr. Yan refused to see us. 】

【…】

[If you have surgery now... I'm afraid there is only a 20% chance...]

Wen Qingruo's brain seemed to be in a daze.

Less than 20% chance.

Of course Wen Qingruo understood.

"Dad...how can you leave us...Dad, can you wake up...I beg you..."

"Old man...you can't leave us..."

There were cries from the patient's relatives in the corridor, Wen Qingruo turned around numbly, and saw a hospital bed covered with a white cloth.

A mother and daughter were crying, their voices were desolate...

Wen Qingruo stared blankly at the hospital bed being pushed away by the doctor in white uniform, the mother and daughter kept crying.

It seemed that at that moment, Wen Qingruo's heart was tightly grasped.

Breathing becomes difficult.

(End of this chapter)