Chapter 145 I'm sorry, it seems I can't spend my whole life with you.
Some other tests were done.
Tao Huaishan looked solemn and remained silent.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanrou's heart jumped into her throat, and she tentatively asked, "What's going on?"
Wen Yanyu was equally curious, but drowsiness overcame her, and she was so tired that she was completely exhausted.
Wen Yanyu turned to the side, her still-feverish forehead resting against Fu Hanchuan's shoulder, her body involuntarily sliding down.
Fu Hanchuan raised his hand to support his waist.
Tao Huaishan paused for a moment, carefully choosing his words, and asked, "Has he had any major surgery or serious illness before?"
Jiang Wanrou paused and looked at Fu Hanchuan.
Fu Hanchuan also paused and looked at Fu Zhiyan.
Fu Zhiyan nodded calmly, "Yes, I have both."
The moment Fu Zhiyan spoke, a hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Wanrou's eyes.
Did he know his child before?
The viewers in the live chat were also taken aback.
Wait a minute, why is Fu Zhiyan answering the question? He and Wen Yanyu knew each other before, didn't they?
[After the doctor finished asking the questions, Mommy Rabbit looked at Husband Rabbit, Husband Rabbit looked at Puppy Brother, and me???]
Why are you asking this kind of question? Are you unwell?
[This is utter nonsense, haha, Wen is practically roasted like a rabbit.]
A wave of dizziness washed over her, her eyelids felt as heavy as if they weighed a ton, and she felt terribly cold all over. Wen Yanyu kept moving closer to the warm source around her, trying to alleviate her physical discomfort.
I've taken that medicine, so my body shouldn't have any major problems. It's probably just a matter of being deficient in some nutrients. I've figured that out.
Wen Yanyu lowered her eyelids and couldn't resist taking a nap, nodding her head repeatedly.
He briefly observed the situation of Zhen Wenyanyu.
Tao Huaishan first changed his tune, saying, "His body is severely depleted. If he doesn't get sick, it's fine, but when he does, it will be many times more painful than a normal person's illness, and it will be very difficult to recover. He must take good care of himself."
"You can do some exercise, but not too much, and you can't get cold. You can't eat too much tonic at once, because your body can't handle it. You have to do it gradually."
Tao Huaishan rattled off a long list of foods to avoid and foods that could be eaten more often, along with a whole host of suggestions and precautions to follow.
Jiang Wanrou nodded intently, typing furiously on her memo with the speed she used to use when arguing with her lover.
Chu Xingbai sipped his sugary soda while making notes on healthy meals.
Fu Hanchuan listened intently, gently patting Wen Yanyu, who was about to fall asleep, to keep him awake.
After explaining the last point of attention, Tao Huaishan finally spoke: "If you do all of the above and pay attention to your health, you should be able to live another ten or twenty years without any problems."
Jiang Wanrou stopped moving and suddenly looked up at the old man. "What did you say?"
Tao Huaishan's expression froze, and he hesitated for a moment, but he still spoke: "His body is too weak, his internal organs are all failing, and ten years has been a conservative estimate. He can get through minor colds, but he can't afford to have a serious illness..."
Tao Huaishan didn't say the second half of the sentence.
Jiang Wanrou's eyes were completely red.
Fu Hanchuan's breath hitched slightly, and his hand supporting Wen Yanyu trembled involuntarily.
Affected by the inexplicably quiet atmosphere around him, Wen Yanyu, who was already dozing off, stirred slightly and asked groggily, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"
Fu Hanchuan snapped out of his daze and quickly reassured him, "It's alright, I'll take you upstairs to sleep."
After saying that, Fu Hanchuan raised his hand, carefully picked up the boy, and walked upstairs.
【no? ? ? 】
Wait a minute! What does he mean? What does "with proper care, he still has another ten or twenty years" mean? What does "conservatively for ten years" mean? Wen Yanyu is only in his early twenties, right??
I'm not afraid of a smiling TCM doctor, I'm afraid of a sullen one.
[Waaaaah! No! My bunny! My bunny is so young! No! This doctor only took my bunny's pulse! He didn't even take my bunny to the hospital for a detailed examination! Maybe he made a mistake?!]
[I've done it! Judging someone's lifespan by ten years based solely on pulse diagnosis is unreasonable! At the very least, professional equipment should be used for examination before drawing any conclusions.]
[I don't want to believe it either, but he's Tao Huaishan! Waaaaah, he's Tao Huaishan! Waaaaah!]
Jiang Wanrou clearly shared the same thought as the comments, and hurriedly asked, "When Yan Yan was little, he was in good health. Now, although he is not in good health, he just gets minor illnesses. Otherwise, he is fine. His brother is a doctor."
“We can help him make up for the serious deficit. He’s still so young, he can make up for it. Now he just needs to be taken care of and his health will be restored, right?”
The woman's voice trembled, each word trembling as she spoke, her emotions extremely unstable.
Chu Xingbai chimed in, "That's right. Our country's medical technology is so advanced now. With proper care, it's not that serious, is it?"
Chu Xingbai tried his best to smooth things over, but after searching online for the identity of the old man in front of him, he couldn't muster any confidence in what he said.
Tao Huaishan was taken aback and asked, "Are you his mother?"
On the verge of emotional outburst, Jiang Wanrou almost blurted out, "Yes, I am, I am his mother."
Upon hearing this, Tao Huaishan looked troubled, considering how to begin.
As a doctor, I should tell the truth so that patients can receive the correct treatment as soon as possible.
Over the years, I've encountered all sorts of patients, from those with big and small problems to those of high and low social status. I've always been outspoken, and even when dealing with family members who are emotionally unstable, I've never felt there was anything wrong with it.
It wasn't until he received the notification after his child was diagnosed with stomach cancer that he understood why the families of patients had been so agitated all these years.
No one could accept that.
Now you have to say to the other party's mother that your child might not live more than two years.
He simply couldn't bring himself to say it.
Tao Huaishan hesitated.
He was also puzzled. He had seen many patients, many of whom were in poor health, but he still couldn't understand how a teenager's physical functions could be so poor.
It felt like being repeatedly pulled on the edge of life and death, held together by a single thread; the slightest mistake could mean...
Fu Zhiyan lowered her eyes, stopped listening, and got up to go upstairs.
upstairs.
Wen Yanyu was delirious with fever in Fu Hanchuan's arms. Fu Hanchuan carried him slowly and vaguely heard sounds coming from downstairs.
The gist of what I heard was that he felt he wouldn't live for more than a few years, maybe ten or twenty.
I was just thinking that I had already taken my medicine.
Then I realized that made sense.
It's already incredibly lucky that my injuries have healed and I'm not tormented by illness anymore. What more could I ask for?
If I take good care of my health, I can live for another ten years or so. If I can see my family again, I will have no regrets.
only.
Wen Yanyu snuggled closer to the man, "I'm sorry, it seems I can't spend my whole life with you."
With my eyes closed, I couldn't see the other person's reaction. My body was buried in the blankets, and I felt a warm touch on my forehead, one after another.
In a daze, he heard what the man said, and could only feel something wet dripping onto his eyelids, one drop after another, slowly falling down the corner of his eye.
But I was just too tired.
I didn't hear anything except that he lived to be a hundred years old.
Wen Yanyu wanted to ask for clarification, but her throat was burning dry, her eyelids struggled a couple of times, but she couldn't open them in the end, and she drifted off to sleep again.
I woke up again seven hours later.
When Lu Mingxu and Sang Huairen returned from grocery shopping, Tao Huaishan had already left, and the production crew helped cook a large table of dishes.
At the dinner table.
After sleeping for most of the day, I was given medicine and a small bowl of porridge while I was in a daze, and my high fever finally subsided.
Although, given his usual condition, his fever might return soon, the feeling of being healthy after suffering always brings him great joy.
Wen Yanyu happily ate the chili-free version of barbecue while accepting food from the two people next to her.
Although it's unclear how their relationship suddenly improved, it's good that they've made up.
Whether it was because Tao Huaishan had said something again, the people at the table were visibly silent, occasionally casting strange glances at him.
Wen Yanyu calmly swallowed the last piece of meat in her bowl.
Jiang Wanrou sat silently at the dining table, mechanically repeating the same eating motions with her chopsticks in her hand. Even when she put the spicy stir-fried meat on the table into her mouth, she couldn't taste anything.
As if she knew nothing, Wen Yanyu ate happily and even cheerfully helped the person next to her peel shrimp.
It was just a bowl of rice in front of me.
It never went down much.
Jiang Wanrou stared blankly at the boy, the huge rock in her heart growing heavier and heavier, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Fu Hanchuan snatched the shrimp meat that Wen Yanyu offered.
[It seems that Brother Bu Ai truly doesn't love his partner. A normal person would be emotional upon hearing that their loved one won't live past a dozen years, but his reaction was nowhere near as strong as that of Aunt Jiang, an ordinary auntie.]
【Huh? Did you guys forget that Fu used to take Rabbit to the hospital for checkups frequently? He probably already knew.】
[I still don't understand! It's so disjointed! Why is Aunt Jiang so worried about Rabbit, even calling herself Rabbit's mother, while Fu, as Rabbit's lover, hasn't shown any reaction? How can he be so calm?!]
[Um, is it possible this is scripted? Wen may seem to be in poor health, but it can't be this exaggerated, right?]
The comments section was filled with heated debates, with some arguing about Fu Hanchuan's attitude, others questioning whether the show was scripted, and still others discussing Jiang Wanrou's strange behavior during the day.
[By the way, does anyone remember Jiang Wanrou telling Tao this morning that she was a "rabbit mom"? Doesn't anyone find that strange?]
Jiang likes Wen, and probably misspoke in the heat of the moment.
Jiang Wanrou has a son, and she frequently posts about his daily life on Weibo, which probably reflects a mother's mindset.
The meal is over.
Following the host's instructions, the group gathered together to play games. Some were too sick to play, while others, being older, weren't interested. Duan Mufeng, Sang Yu, Chu Xingbai, and Lu Mingxu then gathered together to fold their fingers.
Do you want to hug me for a while?
Fu Hanchuan asked silently with his eyes.
Wen Yanyu was sick and needed constant care; one person was responsible for comforting and soothing her, while the other was responsible for serving tea and water and doing other tasks that required movement.
He has no sympathy for his love rival and would never give up his place, but when it comes to the other version of himself who is about to disappear, although he is jealous, he is not so mean when he thinks that the other only has a dozen days left.
After all, lifespan is something that needs to be determined.
If it were him now...
They would make the same choice.
Fu Zhiyan's eyes remained calm as she replied in a low voice, "[I'm too cold.]"
Wen Yanyu continued to snuggle in Fu Hanchuan's arms.
The high temperature that had just subsided came back up, making me feel uncomfortable all over. I was alternating between hot and cold, sweat poured down my forehead, I was shivering uncontrollably, and soft moans of discomfort kept escaping my lips.
Even without uttering a complaint, it was obvious to the naked eye that they were in extreme distress.
Jiang Wanrou frowned deeply, her heart aching, and she even wanted to bring the person back to her side immediately.
But there was no reason for him to go forward, so he could only sit on the side and watch intently.
Fu Hanchuan held the hand of the person in his arms and gently stroked it.
When people calm down.
My mind started to become active.
There are only three years left, and it's unclear which day it will be three years from now. The first thing to do is to quickly make a will and offer enough benefits to those people in exchange for their help. At least after I die, Wen Yanyu will have someone to take care of her.
Gu Fengyao...
Fu Hanchuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Wen Yanyu's arm.
He has feelings for Yan Yan.
There was that affection, plus the benefits he offered.
No matter what, that guy would always take care of Yan Yan on his behalf.
The interests behind him are too great. If something happens to him, Wen Yanyu, as his sole heir, will not only have to deal with how to use those assets, but also with vicious wolves that may pounce on him at any time.
It's not just the malice that might appear overtly; there are also quite a few people who like to play dirty tricks.
He didn't even need to think to know how many people would come under the guise of love but actually after his own interests.
Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes slightly, tracing the boy's features repeatedly, his every movement filled with reluctance.
As long as Wen Yanyu can be well taken care of and overcome his pain after he leaves, he doesn't care what the purpose or thoughts of those who flock to him are.
But he worried about how those people would treat Yan Yan if he got what he wanted.
He'd seen plenty of people who would turn their backs on you without a second thought.
As these thoughts kept surfacing in his mind, Fu Hanchuan's expression gradually became serious, and a murderous intent slowly rose deep in his eyes.
Wen Yanyu was being held in his arms and coaxed without noticing anything.
The worst-case scenarios piled up, one after another, like a mountain, making it hard to breathe.
The two share a common consciousness.
Silence reigned.
Seemingly sensing that something was off, Wen Yanyu tilted her head slightly, looked at Fu Hanchuan, and asked in a hoarse voice with curiosity, "Why are you acting so strangely?"
Pulled back to reality by Wen Yanyu's voice, Fu Hanchuan hadn't even had time to conceal the gloom in his eyes before he quickly lowered his head and replied gently, "No, why do you say that?"
Are you feeling unwell?
Wen Yanyu stared at the man for a long time, then snorted softly and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What if I'm no longer here?"
"You've found a new love."
"Could you take him to me so I can have a look at him? I want to see what he looks like."
“But if you leave first because you’re staying up all night to be a pro, I’ll go with you,” Wen Yanyu teased, half-closing her eyes. “After all, with my weird personality, I can’t find another dog as considerate as you.”
Fu Hanchuan remained silent.
Wen Yanyu rubbed her sore eyes and complained with a wry smile, "Just kidding, why are you ignoring me? I'll try to hold on."
"I'd like to see what you'll be like when you're old."
The words had just left his mouth.
I don't know which nerve that was hurting was touched.
Fu Hanchuan froze, and tears instantly streamed down his face.
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