afternoon.
After resting well, Yun's father rushed to the hospital.
The doctor in a white coat took the several diagnosis sheets that Yun Ranran brought back, called the father and daughter out and went to the diagnosis room together, and explained Yunmu's physical condition in detail.
Yun Ranran looked at the doctor's frown as he sat down, and a bad feeling welled up in her heart. After the doctor closed the diagnosis sheet in his hand and looked up, she asked anxiously:
"Doctor, how is my mother's health now?"
The doctor shook his head, frowned, and sighed. He then looked up at the father and daughter and said solemnly, "The patient is in the middle stage of gastric cancer. Judging from her current physical condition, the cancer hasn't spread or invaded, but the family should be mentally prepared."
Yun's father may have guessed this when he sent Yunmu to the hospital. Although his expression was heavy, he still remained rational and stood aside to listen to the doctor's words.
He spoke in a slightly hoarse voice: "Doctor, just tell me the truth. How long can my wife live?"
"If the patient cooperates with the treatment and has no other problems with the late-stage cancer, he will have five years left." The doctor said in a heavy tone and put away the medical record.
When Yun Ranran heard the doctor say "five years", the silence in her heart was deafening for a moment, and she stood there in shock, at a loss.
She half-lowered her eyes and clenched her sleeves. She glanced at Yun's father and saw that he took a step back and almost fell. She quickly raised her hand to support Yun's father.
After he was stabilized, I heard the doctor's final sigh.
"The cost of the patient's follow-up treatment is not low, so your family should make plans early."
Yun Ranran and her daughter walked out of the diagnosis room in a daze, and no one spoke on the way back to the ward.
In the ward, Yunmu, lying in bed, saw the two men return. She propped herself up and sat up, then asked, "Dacheng, what did the doctor say? How am I doing now?"
Upon hearing this, Father Yun instantly put away the dazed look in his lowered eyes, forced a smile, and raised his head, saying, "It's okay. The doctor said that if you treat it well, you'll be fine in a while."
"That's fine. As you get older, your body tends to have problems all the time. I should be fine after a few days of rest." Yunmu said with a soft smile on her pale and thin face.
Yun Ranran lowered her head and said nothing.
Yun's father sat down in the ward and talked to Yun's mother. After listening for a while, she turned around and left the ward and went downstairs, making an excuse to deal with part-time work.
Downstairs of the hospital is a large lush green lawn. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the lawn, reflecting a warm landscape. Many patients take a walk accompanied by their family members at this time.
After going downstairs, Yun Ranran walked slowly on the lawn path. She happened to come to a bench on the side of the road. She simply sat down and looked up aimlessly at the people coming and going in the distance.
The sun had completely set before we knew it, and the air was getting cooler.
She was brought back to her senses by the cold wind blowing around her. She stood up and wanted to leave, but when she looked up, she saw a familiar figure walking towards her with his hands in his pockets.
"Here, wipe it off."
The person walking over was wearing light-colored casual clothes, with an upright posture and a clean and handsome face that looked like a soft light filter under the setting sun. At this moment, there seemed to be tenderness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Yun Ranran stood up and hesitated to take the handkerchief he handed her. She wiped her face belatedly and found that her face was covered with tears without her knowing when.
"Thank you." She wiped her face with a handkerchief awkwardly, then asked in confusion, "Jian Zifan, why are you here?"
Jian Zifan looked at Yun Ranran's red eyes and curled his lips. He chuckled and explained, "I came to the hospital for a follow-up check today. I didn't expect to see someone sitting on a chair crying like an idiot when I came out."
Hearing the obvious joke in these words, Yun Ranran also became angry and raised her hand to slap him without caring about being sad: "Who are you calling a fool?"
"Yes, it's not a fool...it's a little rabbit with red eyes crying."
Jian Zifan chuckled and easily dodged to the side, then started teasing her again. Yun Ranran became even angrier when she heard this and chased after him to hit him. The two of them kept chasing each other and playing around on the spot.
At the same time, upstairs in the hospital's inpatient department.
Where Yun Ranran couldn't see, Jiang Yan was standing on the balcony of the ward with his eyes lowered, talking on the phone. He raised his eyes inadvertently and happened to see the scene of two people fighting downstairs.
His eyesight was excellent, and he could clearly see the two people fighting from a distance. After seeing the shy and angry smile on Yun Ranran's face, he felt an inexplicable anger rising in his heart, and his hands hanging at his sides slowly clenched.
"Hey, Yan'er, are you listening..."
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Jiang's somewhat doubtful and vicissitudes voice came through the phone.
Jiang Yan frowned as he came back to his senses. He looked away, then suppressed his emotions and replied, "Grandpa, I know what's going on with my second uncle. I'll let you know the progress of the police's handling of the matter later. Don't worry."
After saying that, he listened to Mr. Jiang give a few more instructions, nodded in agreement, and hung up the phone. At this time, when he looked out again, Yun Ranran and the other person were no longer downstairs.
Jiang Yan's eyes suddenly became darker, and the air around him became frighteningly cold.
He has always been rational and clear-headed. From the moment he regained consciousness and realized that God had given him a second chance, he was determined to make the best of everything he had experienced and carefully calculated every step he took.
His second uncle, who had fought with him for many years in his previous life, was targeted by him during this period because he knew the situation first. He had failed repeatedly and was at a disadvantage. He was about to go to jail to pay the price for what he had done.
In this struggle for power in the Chiang family, I will win in a short period of time from the beginning to now.
Jiang Yan remained calm and watched the development of the situation. He knew that this victory would only be the beginning. According to the plan, he would use the things he had mastered after his rebirth to double the current assets of the Jiang family.
He will move towards victory and success step by step, and he will not leave any regrets this time.
And... Yun Ranran...
She was just a little girl who chased after him during his school days in his previous life. This time, they had no intersection, so naturally they should each have their own lives.
Jiang Yan thought about this, but a faint feeling of irritation still remained in his heart.
It was like a needle had pricked him. The wound wasn't serious, but it still hurt from time to time, making him feel uncomfortable.
The ward was quiet with only the sound of the beeping machine. After suppressing his emotions, Jiang Yan turned around, glanced at the unconscious man on the bed, and strode out the door.
Pushing open the door, Jiang Yan saw his driver and bodyguard, Old Wu, standing in the corridor.
When Old Wu saw Jiang Yan coming out, he respectfully called out, "Young Master."
"Arrange someone to secretly guard this ward 24 hours a day, and report to me immediately if my second uncle appears." Jiang Yan paused but did not turn his head, and gave orders in a cold voice.
"Okay, young master." Old Wu nodded.
After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment and then said, "Also, go check on someone and send me her recent situation."
Old Wu: "Master, who are you looking for?"
"I, a classmate..."
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