"Didn't I tell you to bring your family? Why are you still alone?"
"Doctor, it's okay, just tell me! I can make my own decisions about my own affairs."
The doctor was not the kind of person who would be shy. After Shumei said that, she told her the result directly.
"You have breast cancer, and it's already in the middle to late stages. You need surgery and chemotherapy right away, otherwise it will spread and worsen, and it could be life-threatening. Our hospital doesn't have chemotherapy equipment, so you'll have to go to a large hospital in the county for surgery. Hurry and raise the money! Don't delay your treatment."
As Shumei had expected, it was indeed an incurable, terminal illness, and the doctor's words confirmed Shumei's suspicions. Illness always comes suddenly, striking you with a fatal blow when you're completely unprepared.
Shumei's heart seemed to be hollowed out in an instant. Her face turned pale with fear, her whole body was shaking, and her legs were shaking especially violently.
She opened her trembling lips and asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, I...how much will it cost to cure my illness?"
"It's hard to say. The initial examinations, various preparations, surgery and chemotherapy fees, and a series of other expenses in the later stages will cost at least tens of thousands! Anyway, try to scrape together some extra money so you don't end up being caught off guard."
"Is it guaranteed to be cured?"
"It's hard to say, but the success rate in China is still very high. You have to have confidence and actively cooperate with the doctor's treatment."
Why is this doctor so unreliable? He can't say anything, can't he just give an accurate answer?
What bad things did I do in my past life to deserve this?! It's going to cost so much, and there's no guarantee the medicine will cure it. Besides, where am I going to get all this money? Should I bother Boyi again? Even if Boyi agrees, it's still a hefty sum, and it'll bring his life back to how it was before.
"If I don't get treatment, how long can I live?"
"At least three months, at most half a year. Girl, you are only thirty years old, still so young. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your family. Hurry and go to the county hospital for a diagnosis and surgery as soon as possible."
Three months? A year? Life was so fragile. Shumei felt like she was dreaming. She wished it was just a nightmare, that nothing would happen once she woke up.
Shumei agreed to the doctor's request, took the report, and walked out of the clinic in a daze. She felt light-headed and weak-kneed, and she almost fainted at the door. She sat down on the long wooden chair at the door, leaning against the wall, her mind in turmoil.
No one would be able to bear such tragic news. Shumei felt as if her tendons and bones had been pulled out. Her whole body was as soft as mud and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Shumei thought a lot and decided to give up treatment and live the rest of her life well.
Three months? A year? Even if I only have one day left, I still want to fulfill the only regret I still have a chance to make up for, to find my poor Shuangwan.
God, please open your eyes and grant my last wish! Let me see my poor Shuangwan for the last time in my life.
Shumei never expected that when she learned that she was dying, what she wanted to do most was to see Xiao Shuangwan, who was unknown whether she was alive or dead, for the last time.
She recovered a little and walked out of the hospital, dragging her warm body. She did not rush back to the grocery store, but wandered aimlessly on the street.
There was a light drizzle in the sky, and the weather at the moment was just like Shumei's mood, with wind and rain.
Boyi rushed to the town and found the grain store locked. He knocked on the door and called out a few times, but there was no movement from inside.
He was puzzled, his face full of doubt. He scratched his head vigorously, put his hands on his hips and muttered to himself, "Is Shumei in a hurry? Qiao Qian didn't even want to go back to the village with me, so why did she lock the door in broad daylight? That Xiong Qianqian must have gotten into trouble again, and Shumei has to clean up her mess again. Yes, that must be it."
Boyi said this, locked the tricycle, and hurried towards Qianqian's barber shop.
In Boyi's eyes, Qianqian was not a normal woman at all. He regarded Qianqian as a crazy, child who had not grown up yet and was always getting into trouble.
"Qianqian, is Shumei here with you?"
As soon as Boyi entered the door, he couldn't wait to ask Qianqian.
He had never cared about Qianqian, and didn't feel that he owed her anything. He didn't feel embarrassed when talking to Qianqian.
But Qianqian was different. On the surface, she seemed to have gotten over it, but in fact, she was still struggling to get over it. In their previous meetings, Shumei was always by her side, so Qianqian didn't feel awkward at all.
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