On the plane trading network, He Xiaofeng's VIP experience has been consumed to only four percent. And the only ones who applied for trading were still the traders from the Netherworld Plane before. Therefore, He Xiaofeng had no choice but to consult Yang Meng's opinion.

Yang Meng's home is not in Seoul. Hearing that He Xiaofeng was going to look for her, the other three girls of the White Rose Band volunteered to take him there.

After more than two hours of riding on the bullet train and the bus, they finally came to the county where Yang Meng's home was located. Yang Meng's family lives in a small two-story building, which can be found everywhere in the county seat, because it is not expensive and comfortable.

The door of her house was closed, and He Xiaofeng knocked on the door for a long time, and only then did a woman step forward to open the door. She looked close to sixty years old, her skin was already a little saggy, her expression was melancholy, her brows were tightly locked, He Xiaofeng guessed: "You are Yang Meng's mother, right?" We are friends of Yang Meng, and we came to visit her. ”

Yang Meng's mother didn't know He Xiaofeng, but she knew Xiang Ziying and them, she barely squeezed out a smile and said, "Welcome, Yang Meng is resting in the room, you can be quiet, I'll pour water for you." ”

Ye Lei hurriedly said, "Auntie, no need, let's just come by ourselves." ”

After another polite gesture, Xiang Ziying asked cautiously: "Auntie, how is Yang Meng's condition recently?" ”

As soon as she mentioned this, Yang Meng's mother's eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but burst into tears. She wiped her tears with a tissue and said sadly: "When she was in school, she was already in the advanced stage of blood cancer. Her dad and I insisted on taking her to the hospital, but she wouldn't live or die. We also know that there is no cure for this advanced disease, but who doesn't want their daughter to have a glimmer of hope for life? ”

"Yang Meng, this child, is kind-hearted and hopes to help others. Why is God so unjust to bring this disease to her, I watch her get weaker day by day, and my heart is more uncomfortable than being scratched by a knife......"

The more Yang Meng's mother talked, the more sad she became, and the three girls couldn't comfort her, and even she was infected, all with tears in her eyes.

Xiang Ziying choked up and said, "Auntie, don't worry, Yang Meng's illness will definitely get better." There is no impossible thing when Big Brother is here! ”

After speaking, they all looked at He Xiaofeng. He Xiaofeng sighed in his heart, his own treatment method, Yang Meng may not be able to accept. But on the surface, he made a confident expression and said, "Leave it to me." ”

Yang Meng's mother was puzzled: "You are a doctor?" When she asked this, she shook her head again, "No matter how good a doctor is, he can't cure Meng'er's disease, let alone you are so young?" You don't need to comfort me, I know it. ”

Everyone didn't know how to explain it, because of this matter, although they believed in He Xiaofeng, they regarded it more as a comfort in their hearts. Can blood cancer really be cured?

"Ding, ding, ding!" In the hall, there was a sudden sound of bells. When everyone looked around, they found that a rope had been pulled down from the upper floor, and a bell was tied underneath.

Yang Meng's mother said: "Yang Meng, it's hard for her to shout loudly now, so use this to inform me that she should be awake, you go and see her." ”

Yang Meng's room is on the second floor, although it is difficult to move, but the balcony on the second floor has good lighting, and Yang Meng wants to see the sun every day, so he lives on it.

Seeing the arrival of the three good sisters, Yang Meng was also very happy, and a smile appeared on his pale face. In the past, her smile was beautiful, enough to make a group of boys fall for her. But now, there is a pain in the hearts of several people.

Because her complexion is so pale, so pale that it is like a piece of paper, and her face has no blood-colored rendering, how can she still have that sense of beauty? In patients with advanced blood cancer, because the leukemia cells proliferate indefinitely, inhibiting the production of normal blood cells, the whole person looks bloodless.

Several sisters comforted her, but Yang Meng was very open-minded, but comforted them. Xiang Ziying turned her head and said to He Xiaofeng with a pear blossom on her pretty face: "Brother He, now we only rely on you, I hope you can cure Yang Meng!" ”

Xing Mengmeng also wiped away a handful of tears and said, "Brother He, I believe you can do it!" ”

Ye Lei is the most mature person in this small group, but at this moment, she also showed her weak side, she bent down towards He Xiaofeng and said, "Brother He, please!" ”

He Xiaofeng looked at Yang Meng, her eyes were moved and helpless, he said, "You guys go out first, I have something to talk about with Yang Meng." ”

The three girls came out of the room, and Yang Meng showed a smile and said, "Brother He, are you going to sue me that I have no cure?" In fact, I am mentally prepared that if blood cancer can be cured, there will not be so many people dying in this world. ”

He Xiaofeng listened to her quietly, and she continued: "Only when death is approaching, can we know how precious life is. These days, I reminisce about the past, and I feel happy and regretful. When I die, my friends will be sad, but my parents, they only have one daughter, and they have raised me for 20 years, but I can't do my ......filial piety."

When Yang Meng said this, the smile he had just disguised disappeared, and he choked up instead, "I'm sorry for them, I want to accompany them for the rest of my life." I want to see more of this beautiful world, and I want to fulfill my musical dreams......"

"But now, I don't have anything." There was only despair left in Yang Meng's eyes, "I don't understand, why God wants to take my life, I'm unwilling, but I don't have any choice." The feeling of waiting for death day by day is even more terrible than real death. ”

He Xiaofeng wanted to say something, but Yang Meng stopped him, she wiped away her tears, and said, "I don't have any extravagant hopes now." I have already contacted the charity organization on the Internet, and I will donate useful organs when I die. What I do every day now is to give some comfort to these friends who have the same symptoms but still have hope. ”

She opened the webpage in front of the computer, which was a group of seriously ill patients, all of whom were seriously ill, but they all had a glimmer of hope, such as the need to change bone marrow and organs. Yang Meng played the role of a psychiatrist in it, comforting them.

He Xiaofeng was silent for a long time, he saw a lot of such things in the news and on TV. But when he really saw it, he would still be moved from the inside, and he even had a feeling that if he didn't treat Yang Meng well, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Yang Meng cleaned up his mood, looked at the sunshine outside the window, and said with a smile: "By the way, Brother He, thank you for coming to see me." What did you just want to say? ”

He Xiaofeng looked into her eyes and said slowly: "If I say that I have a way to let you live, are you willing to accept it?" ”