Chapter 390: Song Qingwan's illness (2)

Chapter 390 Song Qingwan’s Disease (2)
What's more, Song Qingwan's face was pale and abnormal before, which is why Lu Qidong didn't worry about going upstairs to look for her.
And the appearance of the assistant undoubtedly made him more suspicious.
Under forced questioning, how could the assistant dare to conceal everything, and directly accounted for everything!
Later, I heard that Song Qingwan had stomach cancer, which was still in the advanced stage.
Lu Qidong didn't care about that much, and hurried in with his assistant, but Song Qingwan was already on the ground, her face pale, her lips were black, and a large patch of blood was dazzling all over her body, which seemed to be purgatory.
Song Qingwan looked at him, but Lu Qidong only pressed his lips and his face was cold, without saying a word.
Obviously still annoyed, Song Qingwan deliberately concealed his illness.
Upon seeing this, Song Qingwan sighed, her voice very dumb: "...You all know?"
Lu Qidong was still in anger and didn't want to pay attention to her. How could Song Qingwan hide her from her late gastric cancer, a disease that can kill people at any time!
Even if she kept it from him, she shouldn't hide it from Lu Junhan and Lu Anran for so long!
But when he raised his eyes and saw her weak and pale look, Lu Qidong finally felt softened, and his voice was hoarse.
"Not only did I know, Xiao Hanhan and Xiao Anran both knew about it. They watched you all night last night. After hearing that you were all right, they went back to rest."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingwan murmured: "...how do you all know."
Lu Qidong's voice became more hoarse, and his eyes became redder:
"If it weren't for me to find out, when are you going to hide it from us?"
Song Qingwan sighed.
"This is not a good thing, I just thought, telling you one day later, you will be less sad for one day, anyway... anyway, sooner or later I will..."
Lu Qidong didn't speak, just closed his eyes.
Song Qingwan couldn't talk anymore, and her eyes flushed suddenly.
"brother……"
Lu Anran saw the expressionless Lu Junhan standing at the door, his eyes were slightly red, and his expression was haggard.
Lu Qidong asked them to go back and change their clothes, take a shower and come back, but how could they have this mood? They wouldn't be at ease if they didn't see Song Qingwan wake up with their own eyes.
In fact, she also heard Song Qingwan's words.
She also knew that she didn't finish that word.
One word that they don't want to face.
The word "death" is a funny word when joking.
But now he is on the hospital bed, but he dare not even mention it.
Compared with Lu Qidong's dignified depression, Song Qingwan seemed to be used to it, blinked, and forced her tears back.
After all these years of ups and downs, how could she not know that tears are the most useless thing.
Her expression was cold and strong, her expression and attitude were the same as before, and she even smiled:
"Go ahead, how long can I live?"
Lu Qidong was quiet for a long, long time before speaking out with difficulty, "The doctor said...only less than a month."
After speaking, he took another heavy breath and gritted his teeth, "I will find a way to cure you."
"Brother, accept your fate, I can't cure it."
Song Qingwan shook her head and said this cruel fact with a smile.
Lu Qidong closed his eyes suddenly and gritted his teeth tightly.
Song Qingwan didn't dare to look at him, staring straight at the ceiling, muttering blankly:
"If you can live, who doesn't want to live? I tried it very early, I did the surgery, I tried chemotherapy, and I took a lot of medicine. But if you can't cure it, you can't cure it. I It just didn't live, and... it hurts, it hurts really."
"I don't want to be treated anymore," Song Qingwan retracted her gaze, with tears in her eyes, looking at Lu Qidong with red eyes, rare and fragile: "Brother...I want to go home."
A sorrow and grief surged straight up, Lu Qidong looked at her fragile expression, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, not only his eyes were scarlet, but the roots of her teeth were trembling:
"Xiaowan, don't be self-willed, brother... brother will heal you, I will find a way to heal..."
"But, brother, I'm so tired, I have been curing for more than three years,"
Song Qingwan interrupted him softly, her expression in a daze, probably because she saw her brother, and finally had a reliance. Song Qingwan, who is usually so powerful, would never say anything, but at this time she said everything to Lu Qidong.
She murmured:
"I actually don't like hospitals at all. The surgery is painful, the chemotherapy is painful, and the injections are painful. Brother, I am not as brave as you. I really don't want to be treated. I just want to go home and walk quietly... ...For the last month, I lay on my own bed, in my own room, and walked quietly and painlessly."
Song Qingwan has always been cold and strong, but at this moment she is showing a childlike confusion and fragility.
Lu Qidong couldn't hold back for a while, tears filled his eyes, "What about us?"
Seeing her pale and cold face staring over in a daze, as if she didn't react, Lu Qidong took a deep breath and gritted his teeth:
"You want to walk quietly, but have you ever thought about how sad we will be? Have you ever thought about how sad Lili would be if she couldn't find her aunt..."
"Brother, I thought about it, how could I not think about it,"
Song Qingwan laughed, her voice was very soft, but her eyes looked at the flying free bird on the branch outside the window, her face pale and weak:
"But I'm really tired. I feel so tired all my life. I just want to relax a little bit in the last part of my life, okay? I won't tell you about the condition. In fact, I really really I really want to walk comfortably in my last days. I want to go back to the way I was when I was a child, carefree, lying on my own crib, just like sleeping in the past, you tell me A story, I sleep, that’s enough."
Lu Qidong was silent.
Song Qingwan smiled.
"Actually, you should know that I was diagnosed with this disease several years ago. At that time, it was still early, but I was probably the same as you. It was too unlucky! I just didn't live! The doctor said I was fine at the time. Early, there was a high possibility that the disease could be completely cured in the early stage, but then guess what, within a year after the operation, my disease relapsed and the cancer cells spread rapidly. When I found out, it was already a cure. It’s a bad late stage, now think about it, we really are brothers and sisters, we are so unlucky!
Lu Qidong said with a dumb voice,
"But I am cured now, so can you."
Song Qingwan seemed to be completely immersed in her own thoughts. Without hearing his words, she only muttered to herself:
"I was thinking at the time, I only had two years to live, but I was actually quite unwilling. At that time, Lu Anran married out and my dad often lived in the old house, and I found out that I had stomach cancer. , I moved out because I was afraid of being discovered by the stinky boy. So at that time, the stinky boy Lu Junhan lived alone in the lively Lu family when he was a child."
(End of this chapter)