Chapter 929 Cancer? Really! But I Won't Die 14
Wang Yong'an was skeptical. "Don't try to fool me. When I first met you, you looked sickly, even though you weren't."
My complexion has improved in recent years, but it's hard to say whether the illness has been completely cured.
"I'm really fine. If something had happened, would I have come to you? Don't worry, the fortune teller said I'll live to be a hundred. If anything happens to anyone, nothing will happen to me."
Wang Yong'an had something on his mind, but he didn't say anything for a long time, just drinking in silence.
"What's wrong? Tell me, I can give you some advice."
Wang Yong'an put down his wine glass, a hint of embarrassment on his face. "It's nothing, my mom's just looking for a partner for me..."
"Shouldn't that be the case? You're already twenty-eight, it's time to find someone, get married soon and have a baby, then I'll have a child to play with."
Wang Yong'an picked up the beer bottle, poured himself another full glass, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp. When he spoke again, his voice was muffled, "You're right, it's definitely time to look for someone."
"You're twenty-six now, shouldn't you start thinking about getting married?"
Ning Yan said, "I have no plans to get married in this lifetime."
Wang Yong'an was stunned. "Why? Why not get married?"
Why are you asking so many questions today?
"Is there really something wrong with your health that's why you're saying this?"
Ning Yan couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. "You're so smart! Fine, I won't hide it from you anymore. I was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer four years ago. Maybe God felt that I had suffered too much before, so He didn't come to take my life."
But I have to take medicine every day I live, and the cost of medicine is 10,000 to 20,000 yuan per month. Even after reimbursement, it's still several thousand yuan. Tell me, who would marry someone like me and not be a disaster for them?
So, I'm not getting married.
"If you marry me, you won't be a burden to me. My family is rich, and we can easily cover your medical expenses. Besides, once you're married, someone will love you, and your mood might even improve your health."
Ning Yan: ...But I don't plan to be the owner of a small restaurant.
Looking at the somewhat anxious yet sincere face in front of her, Ning Yan shook her head. "Stop fooling around. You should find a woman to marry. We're only suitable to be friends." After saying that, she thought of the sweet little boy who called her "sister" when they first met, and she chuckled. "Being siblings wouldn't be bad either."
Wang Yong'an was so angry that his exposed skin turned completely red, and his eyes were full of rage as he looked at Ning Yan.
The store was air-conditioned, and Ning Yan suddenly got goosebumps all over her body.
I'm older than you!
"Okay, okay, you're bigger, you're bigger, you're bigger!"
Wang Yong'an suddenly showed a shy expression, as if he had thought of something.
Ning Yan: ...No, even if you really are big, what's there to be shy about?
What kind of big things haven't I seen?
"Tell me the truth, are you afraid my mom won't approve of our relationship?"
Ning Yan shook her head: "No! I just consider you a friend..."
So you think I'm not good-looking enough for you?
Ning Yan: To be honest, Wang Yong'an is indeed a bit ordinary-looking, but she never looks at a man solely based on his appearance.
She genuinely had no intention of getting married.
Now, Ning Shiya and his wife are doing well, earning 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month. Their younger brother has also returned, and the family will soon have another strong laborer. It's easy to imagine how wonderful her life will be. So why get married? She'd rather rely on her parents.
"It has nothing to do with that."
Wang Yong'an wasn't upset when he was rejected, but this sentence really hurt him because Ning Yan genuinely thought he wasn't good-looking.
Ning Yan couldn't bear to see him looking so dejected.
"You know Ning's Braised Food Restaurant on East Street, right?"
Wang Yong'an replied listlessly, "I know, I've even bought some."
"That's my mom. My dad sells braised food on North Street."
When I was sixteen, I passed the entrance exam for the county high school, but they wouldn't let me go. They forced me to go to the south to work. I worked there for six years, and according to their requirements, I only had 500 yuan left for food each month. The rest had to be sent back home.
Four years ago, I was diagnosed with lung cancer, so I quit my job and went back to my hometown to live off my parents.
They earn quite a lot, and I don't want their money to benefit my brother, so there's no way I can marry someone else. Otherwise, how will I spend their money?
"You're trying to scam me! My shop earns 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a month, and the two shops on either side are also owned by my family, which bring in over 100,000 yuan in rent a year."
I don't want to marry anyone else.
Everyone in the neighborhood knows I've been mentally challenged for twenty years. They laugh at me to my face, but behind my back they all say I'm an idiot. I wonder if this will affect the next generation.
My mom said, "The worst that can happen is we just won't have any more children."
Ning Yan believed these words.
She even believed Aunt Wang when she said her son didn't need to have children.
She raised a mentally challenged son on her own for twenty years, so she knows better than anyone the hardship of raising one. It's perfectly normal to think that not having children means you don't have to worry about this.
"There will always be someone who will fall in love with someone as sincere and down-to-earth as you."
After all, with his family's financial situation, finding a partner wouldn't be difficult for him.
Wang Yong'an: "But I don't like anyone else." I only like you, the one who played with me when I was still a fool and gave me two pieces of candy.
Just then, Aunt Wang brought over Ning Yan's dumplings.
The two of them stopped talking at the same time.
Aunt Wang: There are no other guests in the hall right now, and you were talking quite loudly, I heard everything, okay?
To be honest, Ning Yan is indeed a pretty girl, but her illness is terrifying—lung cancer. She could die any day now…
However, her son is a bit stubborn. Over the past few years, she has tried to find him a partner more than once, but he hasn't been interested in any of them.
"Young lady, I heard you went to the hospital today. Have the test results come back yet? You seem to be doing well. Has your condition improved?"
She had forgotten what the child looked like four years ago, but he certainly didn't look like this now.
Logically, someone suffering from such a serious illness would lose weight, have a pale complexion, and be in poor spirits. However, this girl has been getting better and better over the years, and she has become more and more beautiful. If she recovers, she will be able to accept this daughter-in-law.
Marrying a daughter-in-law who is about to die—I believe no one has such a serious illness.
Ning Yan was a little embarrassed, "The results won't be available for a few more days."
"Then I wish you a speedy recovery in advance."
If her son's mental illness could be cured, perhaps this girl's cancer cells could also disappear.
"Mom, stop arranging blind dates for me. I just want to marry Ning Yan. Please put in a good word for me."
Aunt Wang's smile froze for a moment; she knew her son was asking her to make a statement.
"Silly child, is it up to me whether I take a stand or not? This is because the girl doesn't agree. Do you think I, her mother, can force her?"
After saying that, Aunt Wang turned and left.
Ning Yan lowered her head and ate her dumplings. Aunt Wang would have to be crazy to agree to her son marrying a woman with terminal cancer.
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