Ling Yue smiled and handed the porridge to Xiangzhong and the noodles to her elder sister.

Xiangzhong stared at Lingyue in surprise for a while, then frowned and said nothing.

According to Ling Yue's previous personality, she would probably scold him angrily, but today, she was a little abnormal.

Ling Yue didn't have any ideas this time. She had already prepared herself mentally and had a response plan.

"Uncle Zhou, do you want to eat my noodles?" Ling Yue noticed Xiangzhong's gaze and didn't want to explain, so she had to change the subject and joke, "That won't work. You can only eat plain porridge during this period."

The eldest sister shook her head helplessly. Even she could see that Xiangzhong's eyes didn't mean that. Lingyue was just trying to tease people.

"What a joke! I need a bite from you." Xiangzhong laughed, then took a sip of porridge and asked casually, "What did the doctor say?"

The eldest sister gritted her teeth and kept stirring the noodles in the bowl with the chopsticks. She didn't say anything and seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing this, Ling Yue gently patted her elder sister on the back and then honestly explained, "The doctor said it's early-stage bladder cancer."

Xiangzhong was obviously prepared and nodded calmly.

This is not the second time that he has had blood in his stool. Although the amount is small each time, it can make him guess in this direction.

He drank the porridge in the bowl and said with a smile: "Okay, call Mo Ran in."

Hearing this, the eldest sister paused, but nodded.

Ling Yue pursed her lips and said nothing, and her elder sister didn't object.

She opened the door and called Zhang Moran in: "Uncle Zhou, you guys talk, my sister and I are going to eat outside."

Leaving the space for Xiangzhong, the two of them went directly next door to eat.

As soon as she entered, the eldest sister wiped her tears and stuffed noodles into her mouth.

Ling Yue sighed and gently patted her elder sister on the back.

The eldest sister swallowed, sniffed, and said, "Xiaoyue, don't worry about me. Eat quickly, or the noodles will clump up soon."

"Sister, believe me when you say it." As long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to any of you again, even if it costs me.

Ling Yue took the lunch box from her elder sister's hand and put it on the table. Since she couldn't eat it, then she didn't have to eat. It would be okay to skip a meal, so there was no need to make things difficult for herself.

He turned around and hugged his elder sister, resting his chin on her head. "Sister, believe me, I won't let anything happen to Uncle Zhou. You know I'm a researcher, and I won't be so sure about things I'm not sure of."

Ling Yue's words made the eldest sister's eyes light up: "Really? But, but the doctors..."

The doctor came out with red eyes and told her that the diagnosis was confirmed. Everyone was trying to comfort her, but she only remembered one sentence: "Xiangzhong is not suitable for further exertion. If possible, he needs to rest. Although a cure is currently difficult, recovery is still possible with proper rest."

This sentence was tantamount to throwing her into the abyss.

She knew Xiangzhong too well. Asking him to let go of everything and stay at home peacefully would probably be harder than taking his life.

Ling Yue's words at this time undoubtedly gave her hope. She repeatedly confirmed it, but was afraid that Ling Yue was just trying to comfort her, so she tried to see the possibility of lying from Ling Yue's face.

"real."

Ling Yue nodded affirmatively: "Sister, I have never lied to you."

Ling Yue tried to smile, making her tone seem relaxed and casual: "However, Uncle Zhou may have to suffer pain for a while, but the bladder cancer will be fine in the short term, don't worry."

"Big sister believes in you, believes in you."

The eldest sister nodded continuously, using up all her strength. Finally, the pent-up emotions suddenly came flooding in like a torrent that broke through a dam, and she hugged Ling Yue and burst into tears.

"Lingyue, save your Uncle Zhou, please, save him."

Ling Yue raised her head and forced back the tears in her eyes: "I will, big sister."

The crying sound of collapse echoed in the ward and passed through the gap to the next room.

Xiangzhong, who was assigning tasks to Zhang Moyan, felt a shudder in his heart when he heard the voice, and then it turned into a weak sigh.

He said to Zhang Mo Ran, "Go and do it first."

After coaxing her elder sister to lie down, Ling Yue returned to the ward on time. Zhang Mo Ran had already left, and Xiang Zhong was rarely looking at documents.

"Uncle Zhou."

Ling Yue screamed. She was actually very scared, but her elder sister was still there. Between two people, one had to be strong so that the other could have support.

"Lingyue," Xiangzhong turned around and waved, "Thank you for your hard work. Please help me keep an eye on your elder sister these days."

"She hasn't had much happiness in her life, so she just looks strong. She hides away and doesn't know how to cry."

"I know, Uncle Zhou, you just need to rest well and take your medicine on time. It's not impossible to cure it."

Xiangzhong waved his hands, looking nonchalant. He knew in his heart that current medical treatment could not cure it at all.

"Okay, why are you talking about this? Oh, by the way, the Palace Museum wants you to stay in Beijing, and let Qian Zilin handle the southwest affairs. What do you think?"

Ling Yue was stunned, thought for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"The Fifth Hospital needs someone to take charge. Liang Tian is old and was injured in his youth. He has submitted his resignation several times, and there are plans to grant him an honorary retirement."

I also want to pave the way for Ling Yue. Qian Zilin will retire sooner or later, and after retirement, he will need a dean to take charge of the overall situation.

At this time, Ling Yue was trained and could convince others in scientific research. The only shortcoming was that Ling Yue lacked training in interpersonal communication.

This time, Qian Zilin took on the important task of the southwest, which was just a good opportunity for Ling Yue to practice.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yue shook her head and refused without even thinking about it.

Although Xiangzhong spoke cryptically, she had already guessed the Palace Museum's plan. If it were a month ago, she would have agreed.

But now, she has neither the time nor the energy to do these things, not to mention that she has already calculated how long she can live.

Xiangzhong obviously didn't know what Lingyue was thinking. Seeing Lingyue shaking her head, he asked in confusion, "But do you have any concerns? Tell us and we'll handle it for you."

"No, I just don't want to." Ling Yue smiled and said, "Being the dean is too tiring. Seeing Uncle Qian like this, I don't want to be so tired."

Xiangzhong frowned and said in a serious tone, "If everyone thinks the same way as you, what will happen to the country? What will happen to the people?"

"When we first went through the difficult times, all the domestic systems were imperfect, and foreign countries were watching us closely. Everything needed human development."

"You're saying you're afraid of being tired? Normally, you're the one who's least afraid of being tired. Are you taking me for a fool now?"

Facing Xiangzhong's questioning, Lingyue pursed her lips and didn't explain: "Anyway, I don't care. I'm just afraid of getting tired."

"Ling Yue!" Xiangzhong scolded.

Ling Yue pretended not to hear and sat there without saying a word. She casually picked up the apple on the table and slowly began to peel it.

Faced with Ling Yue's stubbornness, Xiangzhong sighed helplessly. If it were someone else, he would follow his personal wishes, but for Ling Yue, he could only feel angry at her for not fighting back.

I really want to pick him up and give him a beating.