"The odds are very small. Doctors recommend surgery to remove most of the stomach followed by chemotherapy. ”

Jing Jiaren tried her best to suppress her trembling voice and asked in a low voice, "Which hospital is he in now?" ”

"The young master refuses to accept the operation." That's the crux of the matter.

“weishenme？！”

"If he doesn't have surgery, he may have 1-2 years to survive, and if the surgery fails, it's only 2 months."

"So, he's afraid of death?!"

Wilson sighed slowly: "I have to be in the hospital for the past 2 months, lying on the hospital bed for infusions, hanging a gastric tube, and can only eat liquid food...... Accompanied by the smell of disinfectant water. But if he can live for 1-2 years, the young master can at least do a lot of what he wants, go where he wants to go, and eat the food he wants...... So, can Miss Jing understand? ”

"But only by undergoing surgery can he have a chance to live."

"The chances of living are very slim," Wilson said, shaking his head, "and no one wants to lie in a hospital bed and die." ”

Especially a self-respecting king like Simon Longting.

I'd rather die standing than lie down and bleed......

Jing Jiaren's heart followed and let hundreds of scorpions go in, desperately stinging her.

"Can't you change your stomach?"

"The young master may not be very clear about stomach cancer - there is generally no talk of stomach exchange, cut out a part of the stomach, the rest of the stomach will grow on its own, if the whole stomach is cut out, the intestines can replace the role of the stomach and absorb food." Wilson explains, "The problem is that stomach cancer metastasizes to other organs and spreads throughout the body......

Jing Jiaren's heart is like a sinking stone thrown into the deep sea.

"What then?" She muttered, "Is there no other way?" ”

"Only surgery plus chemotherapy is the only possible cure."

"What is the success rate?"

"Twenty percent."

"Where is he now, I'm going to see him."

"I can take you to see him, but Miss Jing tries not to mention his condition." Wilson whispered, "Count my request." ”

Jing Jiaren's voice choked: "Do you want to watch him go to death?!" ”

"No one can change his decision, the young master has made up his mind."

That's why he did so much for Jing Jiaren and helped her pave the back road......

Jing Jiaren's eyes were filled with tears, he was ready to leave her.

The bodyguard car left the hospital, and the maid followed, carrying the emergency medical kit......

An hour later, the car drove into Xiangai Street, and Jing Jiaren didn't expect that Ximen Longting would move back here!

She had only been here in the afternoon, but had not visited the villa.

The carved wrought iron gate slowly opened, this is Villa 520, and the villa where Jing Meixue originally lived is called 521.

The villa was lit with warm lights, and Jing Jiaren's heart tightened.

"I've only been here in the afternoon." She said to Wilson.

Wilson's back froze, and he quickly continued to walk forward.

"You must know." Jing Jiaren asked quickly, "He also knows, doesn't he?" ”

Since Simon Longting lives here, if she wants to come, his people will definitely inform him.

"I didn't expect Miss Jing to come back," Wilson sighed, "You once said that this is the place you hate the most, and the young master thought that you would not come back, so I chose this." ”

"Hmm." Jing Jiaren also guessed that he did not leave City B.

Everything in the villa remains the same as before Jing Jiaren left.