The housekeeper told Lin Yu that his wife had undergone chemotherapy a few days ago, which was an adverse reaction after chemotherapy.

The vomiting continued for nearly a minute before it stopped, and when Madame looked up again, her face was even more pale without a trace of blood.

Madame lay on the hospital bed and took a deep breath, her palm inadvertently scratched the top of her head, and a large handful of hair fell out. Madam looked at the head in her palm for a while, and suddenly asked, "Xiaoyu, how many days do you think I can live now?"

At this time, Lin Yu could not only see his wife's haggard state, but also see the suspended Arabic numeral above his head, which had changed from 31 to 26 in five days. As Lin Yu expected, once the mode of digital reciprocal is turned on, it will not change with any human behavior, even if Mrs. has undergone chemotherapy, it will still decrease by 1 every day that passes.

"Madam, there are still twenty-six days left," Lin Yu said truthfully.

Even if she was mentally prepared, Madame still trembled unconsciously when she heard this number, twenty-six days, why was he able to predict so accurately? What even more incomprehensible to Madame herself was that she actually believed more and more in the number in Lin Yu's mouth.

"You go and tell Dr. Wang, I won't do the follow-up chemotherapy, and I don't want to spend more than 20 days vomiting," the lady instructed the butler.

Of course, the housekeeper thinks that Mrs. is angry, no one will believe that a young college student knows how to predict lifespan, and he may not be as good as a fortune teller on the street, the reason why Mrs. does not want to continue to receive chemotherapy must be because the side effects of chemotherapy are too great, and Mrs. began to play her own young lady's temper.

"Dr. Wang told me that the side effects of chemotherapy are more obvious in the first few days, and there will be no reaction in two days, madam, you should stick to it," the housekeeper said bitterly.

However, this persuasion not only failed to appease Madame, but made her even more angry, "Didn't you hear the results of yesterday's diagnosis? After a chemotherapy treatment, the cancer cells spread faster, and if there is no surgery, Dr. Wang said that the most optimistic estimate is that he can only live for another six months." Madame seldom spoke to the butler in such a reprimanding tone, after all, the butler had always been loyal and considerate to her, and perhaps she was angry today.

The reason why Mrs. believes in Lin Yu more at this time is because of the steadfastness in Lin Yu's eyes, and on the other hand, because the treatment effect of chemotherapy is far less than expected, originally Dr. Wang also told her that she could hold on for a year, but after a few days, the time was shortened by half, and according to this situation, maybe it will really become what Lin Yu said There are only more than 20 days left.

As for surgery, Madame has never considered this option, not to mention that the risk of surgery itself is very high, for malignant tumors, surgical resection is only a means of treating the symptoms, as long as the cancer cells are still growing in the body, it will grow new tumors in other parts of the body, and the results will not change in the slightest.

After the torture of this chemotherapy, Mrs. has figured out that instead of spending the remaining days in the hospital, it is better to accept the arrangement of fate and live one day at a time.

"But, but...", the housekeeper was so anxious that he couldn't speak, he wanted his wife to change his mind but couldn't find a convincing enough reason, so he could only cast a look at Lin Yu for help.

How would the housekeeper know that at this time, Lin Yu was completely on the side with his wife, and he didn't want to watch his wife have to undergo chemotherapy torture in the last twenty days, Lin Yu was even a little glad that his wife finally wanted to open it, maybe other things can be changed through hard work, but only the matter of life span can't be changed in any way.

"Madam, I also think that you shouldn't undergo chemotherapy, you should enjoy the rest of your life," Lin Yu said sincerely.

If the eyes can kill, then the housekeeper may have scraped Lin Yu with a thousand cuts, he never dared to disobey his wife's orders, of course, chemotherapy is also included, the housekeeper walked out of the intensive care ward with great reluctance, he still has the last glimmer of hope in his heart, maybe Dr. Wang can help him persuade his wife to change her mind.

The room became quiet again, and after vomiting, Madame didn't seem to be as uncomfortable as she had just been. She turned her head to look at the window to the right, the curtains were drawn up, and a golden ray of sunlight cast on the floor.

"Xiao Yu, help me pull the curtains open," Madame said softly.

Lin Yu walked to the window, and after the curtains were opened on both sides, a large piece of sunlight poured in, reflecting a warm layer of color in the entire ward. Madame saw the blue sky, white clouds, and the faint fragrance of grass and flowers sent in by a cool breeze, and Madame unconsciously showed a slight smile on her face. She realized how she had neglected how life was so good, and that a sunny afternoon was enough to revel in it, but she hadn't noticed it at all, and she had focused all her attention on caviar, red wine, and the latest sports car.

Now that she knows that her time is short, Madame finally understands what it means to be outside the body, no matter how good those luxuries are, in the end they still can't bring them and can't take them away, and when the time comes, she will just die alone.

"Xiao Yu, isn't the sky particularly beautiful today?" the lady stared at for a long time before she spoke.

Of course, Lin Yu didn't have the same experience as his wife, in his opinion, today is no different from yesterday, and any day in the past, if you have to say anything special, it may be that today's clouds are a little thinner.

"Madam, do you want to go down for a walk?" Lin Yu suggested.

Madame nodded on the hospital bed, "I haven't been out for several days, it's rare that the weather is so good today." ”

Lin Yu pushed his wife's wheelchair to the back garden of Zhongshan Hospital, although the space here is not large, but the scenery is not bad, there are flowers, flowing water, and some ornamental shrubs, many patients who are hospitalized here will wander around in the back garden to breathe, so it will not be deserted at any time.

"Can I believe you?" said Madame suddenly, for no reason.

Of course, Lin Yu knew what Madam was referring to, and he replied very seriously, "Madam, although I can't tell you why I can predict my lifespan now, when the time comes, you will naturally understand." The timing in Lin Yu's mouth refers to the day when Madame really dies, and she will know her true identity in the state of revenant.

"There are only twenty-six days left, what should I do?" muttered to herself, this question was not intended to ask Lin Yu, but more like asking herself.

"Madame, do you have any other wishes that you would like to fulfill?"