Looking at the woman with a pale face, Jun Mohan's heart felt as if it was pierced by a sharp sword again and again, tearing pain. The feeling of losing her made the last trace of thin oxygen in his chest empty, and he felt like the end of the world.
Jun Mohan bit his lip in pain and said nothing. His hands hanging by his side were already covered in cold sweat.
After a long while, he said, "Doctor Li, let's talk about it right here!"
Li Yue'e was used to seeing life and death, but she was still moved by their love. For some reason, her nose felt sore. What a loving couple.
Such a young life is about to die, even the baby in the belly.
She really couldn't tell the result, but she had to say it in the end.
"Unfortunately, the result was malignant and we had to terminate the pregnancy and then have a breast removal and chemotherapy."
Wen Xin staggered for a moment, and it took her a long time to steady herself.
The man next to her was so pale that his head was covered in sweat. She could even feel that he was having difficulty breathing. His handsome face no longer had the vigor and enthusiasm he had before. Instead, he only had the forbearance of wanting to cry but not being able to.
Jun Mohan suppressed his heartache and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Li, will she be okay?"
"The cure rate for breast cancer is still very high. Don't be so pessimistic."
Wen Xin clenched her fist and said calmly, "Doctor Li, can you not remove the whole thing?"
"No!" Doctor Li shook his head, "You have to remove it all."
Tears rolled down Wen Xin's face, and she felt her nose was blocked by a sponge, and she could no longer utter a word.
She didn't know how she got out. Jun Mohan and Li Yue'e talked about everything, and she couldn't hear a word. She was not worried about herself, but felt sorry for the triplets.
Jun Mohan hugged her and said, "It's okay. We are actively doing chemotherapy and the cure rate is very high."
Wen Xin couldn't hear what he said. Thinking of something, she pushed Jun Mohan away and turned to run towards Dr. Li's office.
"Wife, you..."
Wen Xin asked anxiously, "Doctor Li, if I don't terminate the pregnancy, can I hold on until the baby is born?"
Jun Mohan was standing at the door. When he heard the warm words, the tears that he had been holding back for so long instantly fell.
He turned around, wiped his tears quietly, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood.
No one had ever made him feel so much pain before. He covered his heart, which was completely broken.
For the sake of her child, Wen Xin chose to give birth to the child even if it meant death.
Doctor Li sighed, "Miss Wen, if your tumor is malignant, it will grow very fast as the hormone levels increase during pregnancy. Although you can survive until the birth, the child will be without a mother. Can you bear it?"
"You only have one life. When you get better, you can still have children."
Wen Xin cried out in grief, "If the cancer metastasizes after the complete removal, I will still die. In this case, I would rather die than have another child, because I may have three children."
Wen Xin's quiet sobbing made Li Yue'e feel distressed. She looked at the man with his shoulders shaking as he stood with his back to the door, and frowned, "Talk to your husband about this! We doctors can only give advice to patients, we can't make choices."
"Thank you, doctor."
Wen Xin bowed to Li Yue'e, then walked towards Jun Mohan. She knew he was crying. Sweeping away the pain in her heart, she forced a smile.
"Hubby, let's go back!"
Jun Mohan didn't say anything and let her hold his hand. The two of them walked in the long corridor.
Step by step, it seemed like a century had passed.
Jun Mohan had never thought that this small corridor was so long.
Wen Xin looked at him, his eyes were a little red, and his handsome features made her feel distressed, "Hubby."
"Don't talk yet, I'll be quiet."
"I'll ask the driver to take you back first."
Jun Mohan didn't give Wen Xin a chance to refute. He directly called the Jun family's driver and sent Wen Xin home.
Wen Xin didn't want to go back, but went to find Xiao Han. She had too much depression in her heart and she urgently needed an outlet.
I just didn’t expect to meet Sister Tong.
"Wen Xin, come in quickly."
"Sister Tong, when did you come?"
"Five or six minutes faster than you," Sister Tong pulled her in.
Xiao Han was holding her baby and feeding him. She was thinner than before. Seeing Wen Xin, she stood up happily and said, "Wen Xin, sit wherever you want."
"Yeah!" Wen Xin was not in a good mood, but when she saw the food on the table, she forced a smile, "There are so many things. I came at the perfect time."
"Yeah! We're too lazy to get together as three sisters, let's eat."
Sister Tong unpacked all the bags, spicy shrimp and potatoes, stinky tofu, skewers...
Wen Xin took a few bites and then began to feel dazed. The food she loved to eat before now tasted like wax.
After Xiao Han fed the child, she put her to sleep in the bed. When she came out, she saw Wen Xin crying with her head down.
Sister Tong was eating happily next to her.
Xiao Han pushed Sister Tong, and then they both looked at Wen Xin, and saw her crying silently. Sister Tong asked, "Wen Xin, what's wrong with you?"
"Yeah! Why are you crying? Did Jun Mohan bully you?"
"Don't worry, Sister Tong and I are here to help you vent your anger."
Wen Xin shook her head, "It's okay, I'm just sad."
Xiao Han thought she knew Wen Xin very well. She would not cry unless she had no other choice. She said calmly, "Just tell me! What happened to you?"
“Woo woo~~”
"Xiao Han, Sister Tong, I'm sick."
"I'm going to die."
Sister Tong and Xiao Han asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Aren't you fine?"
"You must be joking!"
Putting down the skewers in her hand, Wen Xin raised her head with tears in her eyes, "Breast cancer, I have breast cancer."
"Bang!" The beer bottle in Sister Tong's hand fell to the ground, and all the beer in it spilled onto the ground. The blood-red color of the beer was extremely dazzling, as shocking as fresh blood.
"What's going on?"
Xiao Han also cried, "You are lying to us, Wen Xin, you are so mean, you can't lie to us like this, please."
Wen Xin wiped away her tears and felt much calmer. She said calmly, "I'm fine. It's just breast cancer. I'm fine."
Sister Tong didn't say anything and lowered her head. Xiao Han's tears seemed to have burst a dam and kept flowing. In the end, she had to be comforted by Wen Xin.
After the three of them cried enough, it took a long time for them to calm down.
"Okay, I'm going home. Remember, don't tell my mother about this."
"Okay," Xiao Han said in a trembling voice.
Sister Tong stood up and said, "Let me take you home! I also want to go home."
"Yes! Thank you, Sister Tong."
The happier Wen Xin smiled, the sadder Sister Tong became. This world is so unfair. The kinder people are, the more setbacks and tribulations they suffer. It seems that God has left nothing good for the three of them.
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