One of them went to Teng Qianqian and said, "Bed 54, you need to lie down and rest. Lie down quickly. I'll give you another transfusion. Don't move."
The nurse persuaded Teng Qianqian to lie down.
But Teng Qianqian had a bad temper and pushed the nurse away again this time.
"Everyone says I need to rest, but no one has told me what's wrong with me."
Teng Qianqian's voice sounded a little hoarse.
The nurse asked, "Didn't he tell you when you woke up?" After a pause, the nurse continued, "It seems he didn't tell you, but you have the right to know. I hope you'll be mentally prepared."
"What mental preparation?" Teng Qianqian looked at the nurse who was talking to her.
The nurse was about to speak.
Ji Chen, who was helped up by another nurse, shouted sternly, "Get out, all of you!"
The two nurses were startled by the shouting.
But no one said anything and they all left quickly.
Looking at the closed ward door, Teng Qianqian simply sat down on the edge of the bed, her tone relaxed and easy: "Everyone is so nervous, it seems that I have a terminal illness."
Ji Chen looked at her, his lips moving, unable to utter a word for a moment.
What should he say?
Teng Qianqian felt depressed when she saw him like this.
Ji Chen walked towards her, came to her side, then slowly squatted down in front of her, holding her hands tightly with both hands, "Xixi, you have leukemia."
Even though I had already guessed that I had a terminal illness and even though I had made some mental preparations.
But when she actually heard him say this, her whole body froze involuntarily.
Then my hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably, and my heart still felt a sharp pain.
She still couldn't accept her fate.
"Is it in the late stage?" Teng Qianqian asked him.
So it was so peaceful.
But beneath the calmness, her hands and feet were trembling.
Ji Chen still held her hand tightly, not letting go. "Don't worry, no matter what disease it is, it will be cured. I swear to you, really, I will never lie to you."
Teng Qianqian smiled.
That smile was so desperate: "You swear to me? What can you swear to me with? I have advanced leukemia, I'm going to die..."
She herself couldn't accept that she was going to die.
Teng Qianqian tried to push Ji Chen's hand away, but Ji Chen refused and kept holding it: "Qiqian, Xiqian, Xiqian, listen to me, Xiqian..."
Ji Chen held her hand tightly, raised his head, and said urgently: "Don't be afraid, really don't be afraid, I'm by your side, I can save you, I really can save you."
Teng Qianqian asked him with a smile: "What can you use to save me? It's in the late stage..."
She didn't know why she had leukemia.
There was no sign, it just happened.
Accidents always come so suddenly that she doesn't even have time to take a deep breath before it is announced that she is in the late stage.
In the next two days, Teng Qianqian, accompanied by Ji Chen, underwent various examinations and chemotherapy.
Chemotherapy is to eliminate the white blood cell clones and restore the normal hematopoietic function of the bone marrow.
Infection is most likely to occur during chemotherapy, and the consequence of infection is direct death.
Teng Qianqian was very confused at first. She felt like a soulless body every day and cooperated with various chemotherapy treatments. But when her hair fell out, she panicked.
She was scared.
But after the fear, she faced death squarely.
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