A low murmur But all the happiness of Mu Yuhua was shattered into foam!
Mu Yuhua's eyes widened suddenly, and she didn't feel sleepy.
There was a lot of chaos in his mind, and only the name that Gu Liangzhi inadvertently shouted out was left.
Xiao Huan......
What does Gu Liangzhi care about......
Mu Yuhua could hardly believe the answer.
Could it be that Gu Liangzhi has always liked little sister?
But since Gu Liangzhi likes Xiaomei, why is he so good to her, and why do you want to touch her!
Mu Yuhua's heart was finally warmed, and in an instant, it became cold......
Gu Liangzhi seemed to be asleep.
Mu Yuhua gently lifted the quilt and got off the bed.
The body is so uncomfortable, how can it compare to the despair in his heart......
Mu Yuhua wore thin pajamas and walked to the balcony outside.
Looking at the dark night sky outside, the cold wind was blowing cold.
"Cool ......
Why are you being so nice to me......
And let me know such a cruel truth......"
After a month, Mu Xiaohuan went to the hospital again.
Strange to say, she has this incurable disease, and she can't last long.
As a result, a month has passed, and she is still alive?
After not dying for a long time, Mu Xiaohuan was a little flustered.
So I planned to go to the hospital for another check-up.
I followed the nurse through the complete examination process and waited for the results on the bench in the hospital corridor.
About an hour passed.
A doctor came in with a stack of test sheets.
Mu Xiaohuan quickly stood up, trotted over, and asked eagerly.
"Doctor, how long can I hold on to this body?"
The doctor raised his hand and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses that were resting on the bridge of his nose and replied.
"Miss, according to the results of the examination, the cancer cells in your body are gradually decreasing......
"What?"
Mu Xiaohuan was stunned.
"Are there fewer cancer cells in my body?
Doctor, are you mistaken?
Doctor, don't feel unbearable, just tell me, when will I die?
” The doctor looked at Mu Xiaohuan who opened and closed his mouth in front of him helplessly, sighed in a low voice, and replied.
"Miss, don't worry, you won't be able to die for a while.
Recuperate with peace of mind, stay in a good mood, and maybe a miracle will happen to you. ” Mu Xiaohuan: "............"
Mu Xiaohuan couldn't describe the shock in her heart in words!
After a month of physical examination, the doctor told her that she couldn't die for the time being?
Is it possible to be cured?
It's like a dream.
Mu Xiaohuan raised her hand and pinched her face fiercely.
"Ah, it hurts—" Until she returned home, Mu Xiaohuan was still in a trance, and her feet seemed to be stepping on clouds, fluttering.
"Mommy, who were you beaten, what a bloody mark on your face!"
As soon as Wan Wansui came down from the upper floor, he saw the particularly dazzling blood mark on Mu Xiaohuan's fair face.
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It's like someone pinched it out.
Suddenly angry, rushed over, rolled up his sleeves and was about to support Mu Xiaohuan.
"Mommy, tell me, who bullied you!"
Mu Xiaohuan came back to his senses sluggishly and looked at the little Banzai standing in front of him.
It took a long time to find his voice.
"No one bullied me, I pinched it myself......"