"I wish her good luck too!"
"Should I thank you?" I gave her a complicated look.
I really think Gu Nianci is sick now.
If she had always acted this way, perhaps... we wouldn't have ended up like this.
However, there are no more "maybes".
She didn't answer me.
But after hesitating for a moment, I said thank you.
However, I said those two words for Yan Yin.
We soon followed Xu Wei to the sofa in the hotel lobby. Xu Wei ignored us and immediately began to look through Yan Yin's medical records and CT scans. My heart jumped into my throat.
After waiting for a while, Xu Wei looked at me and said seriously, "Judging from the medical records and X-rays, the patient's condition has indeed reached a very serious stage."
"In addition, this patient probably did not undergo chemotherapy or medication to control the cancer, which allowed the cancer cells in the patient's body to continue to spread."
"Is there still hope...?" I asked nervously.
I didn't even realize that my voice was trembling.
"Let me finish speaking!" Xu Wei glanced at me.
I nodded awkwardly, but a glimmer of hope rose in my heart.
If I understand her words correctly, they mean there is still a possibility.
Even if there is only the slightest possibility.
That is Yan Yin's hope for survival!
Sure enough, Xu Wei continued, "If the patient had come to me a month earlier, I would have told her clearly that even if I couldn't cure her, I could at least help her live for another twenty years."
"It is indeed a bit late now."
"However, if the patient cooperates with the treatment, it is not impossible for them to live for another three to five years!"
Three to five years...
I suddenly stood up and looked at Xu Wei with excitement.
"real?"
Three to five years sounds like a very short time.
But Yan Yin is only in her early twenties, which is already a quarter of her entire life. If she can really win this quarter, there will be endless possibilities in the future.
"While I can't be 100% certain, I'm still somewhat confident," Xu Wei nodded.
At that moment, I suddenly felt like crying.
This time, however, it wasn't because I was sad.
Instead, it made me happy.
I'm happy that Yan Yin still has hope.
She will survive!
I quickly took out my phone and dialed Song Qingrong's number. I wanted to tell them the good news and also tell them to come find me as soon as possible.
But at that moment, my phone rang.
When I saw it was Song Qingrong, I felt that this was the perfect time for her to contact me.
Before she could speak, I cut her off and said, "Qingrong, bring Yan Yin to me quickly. I found a cancer specialist, and she said Yan Yin's illness..."
However, before I could finish speaking, Song Qingrong's tearful voice made my heart skip a beat.
"Xu Ruo..."
"Come back soon."
"Yan Yin vomited a lot of blood, so much blood..."
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