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Therefore, Lin Tingfeng nodded and smiled, saying, "That's great. It shows that you're smart and have a lot of ideas. After working in the workforce for a few years, you'll find that taking the civil service exam is still the best option. So, I wish you success in advance."
She had a wonderful fragrance about her, and as she sat beside him, her aroma was like the sea, intoxicating him.
Ye Wenyu blushed and said, "Sigh, there are so many people taking the exam, I might not be able to pass."
Sunlight streamed in from outside, and Ye Wenyu sat there in the light, her long hair fluffy and shimmering with golden light.
Such a positive and kind girl, she sat beside him and accompanied him to the hospital to get his test results.
Lin Tingfeng glanced at her, then looked at her again, his heart filled with warmth. He smiled at her and said, "You're a top student. As long as you're willing to take the exam, you'll definitely pass." He absolutely believed she could pass.
Amidst the complex storms and daily encounters with treacherous people, Lin Tingfeng desperately wished his life could be as simple as Ye Wenyu's: to take the civil service exam, become a civil servant, earn a stable salary, and avoid dealing with all sorts of messy people and affairs.
However, he was long past the age to take the civil service exam. When people reach a certain age, they find that there is only one path left, and they have no other choice.
Unlike young people, they don't always have a lot of choices.
Ye Wenyu didn't have much confidence in herself because she had heard that some people had taken the civil service exam for four or five years without passing.
The two chatted and laughed as they drove to the hospital. Lin Tingfeng parked the car but sat inside for a while.
His heart grew heavy again, as heavy as the earth, as if the final verdict had finally arrived, and he was somewhat afraid to face the truth.
Ye Wenyu unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car when she saw Lin Tingfeng still sitting there motionless, like a stone or wood carving. She asked him, "Why aren't you getting out?" Lin Tingfeng didn't look at her and suddenly said, "I don't really want to face it."
Ye Wenyu thought of her past life, where he died of late-stage stomach cancer. She knew his worries were not unfounded. She glanced at him, reached out a hand, patted the back of his hand gently, and comforted him softly, "Let's go. Trust me, everything will be alright."
Her care gave him strength.
Lin Tingfeng seemed to find the courage to face his illness, smiled and nodded, and got out of the car as well.
The two people walked into the hospital.
The results came back quickly: it was early-stage stomach cancer.
There is a big difference between the late stage and the early stage; one is incurable, while the other is curable.
Ye Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief, but Lin Tingfeng looked ashen-faced. The word "cancer" would frighten anyone.
Ye Wenyu reassured him, "Don't worry, it's in the early stages. With today's advanced medical technology, the cure rate for early-stage diseases is basically 90%."
There are significant differences between early, middle, and late stages of cancer.
Lin Tingfeng remained ashen-faced, still not quite believing it.
At this point, the doctor said, "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, this is the early stage, and the chance of a cure is ninety percent."
After receiving the expert's opinion, Lin Tingfeng's complexion improved somewhat.
The doctor glanced at Ye Wenyu and smiled at Lin Tingfeng, saying, "Fortunately, you had a check-up in time and it was discovered early. Stomach cancer progresses very quickly. If you had come for a check-up a few months later and it had been in the late stage, there would have been no cure."
Upon hearing this, Lin Tingfeng glanced gratefully at Ye Wenyu.
Ye Wenyu smiled brightly at him, knowing she had made the right decision this time! She was using her power to change the world little by little.
Hopefully, with her efforts, everything and everyone around her will get better and better!
Through her own efforts, she secured a glimmer of hope for Lin Tingfeng, and also for others.
Because a person diagnosed with terminal cancer will absolutely not have any goodwill towards the world.
For the next month, Lin Tingfeng cooperated with the doctors and actively received treatment. The hospital had already provided a treatment plan: first, surgical removal of the tumor, then radiotherapy and chemotherapy to kill the cancer cells, and finally, he could be discharged from the hospital.
Ye Wenyu came to be with him on the day he had surgery to remove the tumor.
Apart from Ye Wenyu, no one else knew that he had this disease. If the media found out, it would probably be the front page of all the major business reports in S City, and the Lin Group's stock would also fall.
Therefore, everything is done in secret.
Ye Wenyu was also very sensible and did not mention Lin Tingfeng's illness to anyone.
Before entering the operating room, Lin Tingfeng was a little uneasy. He lay on the stretcher, and there were only him and Ye Wenyu in the ward.
Like a frightened child, he asked Ye Wenyu, "If the tumor is really removed, will everything be alright?"
Ye Wenyu nodded and said earnestly, "Of course."
The room was quiet, with one person standing and another lying down. The two of them made the room seem somewhat desolate.
Lin Tingfeng was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm still a little worried, after all, it's cancer." He looked around and realized that the only person who had come to accompany him during his surgery was Ye Wenyu.
The contrast between the two filled him with a sense of desolation, yet also warmth. He smiled at her and said, "I will remember today, Xiaoyu. I am so grateful. Look how big the world is, how many people there are, but when I was seriously ill and needed surgery, only you were by my side—"
Ye Wenyu smiled, playfully raised her eyebrows at him, and frowned as she said, "If your mother wants to come, will you let her come?"
Lin Tingfeng thought for a moment, smiled, and said, "No."
Ye Wenyu winked playfully at him and said, "So don't wallow in self-pity and say that no one is there to keep you company in bed."
Lin Tingfeng laughed, his previously heavy heart lightening considerably. After a moment, he said, "There were originally more people—my father, my brother, and my sister—but now, they're all my enemies." His father must hate him too, otherwise, he wouldn't have divided his estate into three parts after his death. The old man probably wanted to torment him even after he died.
In the whole world, only he and his mother remained, forever just the two of them.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wenyu stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and tightly grasped Lin Tingfeng's hand, saying earnestly to him, "No, Tingfeng, we are friends, you still have me."
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He looked at Ye Wenyu in disbelief and asked her softly, "Are we really friends? Would you be willing to be friends with someone like me?"
He thought to himself, "Back when I was the president of Lin's Group, at the height of my power, she kept her distance from me and refused to get close to me. Now, I probably won't be the president of Lin's Group for long. My health has deteriorated, and I have cancer. I have enemies everywhere and hardly any friends left. But at this time, she took the initiative to appear in my world, accompanying me to medical checkups, accompanying his mother to medical checkups, and repeatedly comforting me when I was diagnosed with early-stage stomach cancer. Now that I have to have surgery to remove the tumor, she came to accompany me to the surgery and told me that she would be my friend."
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