"Really?" Wanzhi didn't get angry when she heard Gu Juelang's words, but laughed: "It's a pity! You're not my thing. Let's go to the hospital now, you better pray that Dye is okay, otherwise, I won't let you go!" ”

Hearing Wanzhi's words, a smile tugged at the corner of Gu Juelang's mouth: "Don't let me go?" What, are you in love with me? Ready to marry me? Well? My dear fiancée. ”

"You--you're wasting my saliva by talking to you. Ah Zhi, hurry up! ”

At this time, Gu Jue Lang turned his head a little impatiently: "Do you want to live and die with me?" At your speed, you're almost ready to get on a plane. ”

Wanzhi didn't pay attention to him, at this time she was thinking about dyeing, and she regretted that she came out to look for Gu Juelang at this time.

Thinking of this, her brow furrowed slightly.

When Gu Juelang inadvertently turned around, he saw Wanzhi's tangled and regretful expression, and complained a lot less for a moment: "Don't worry, I have already asked my family doctor to go to the hospital to treat her." Seeing that he hasn't informed me of the situation for so long, there should be no problem. ”

Hearing Gu Jue Lang say this, Wan Zhi let out a long sigh and was about to say thank you to him.

At this moment, Gu Juelang's mobile phone rang, and Wanzhi's nerves that had just relaxed immediately tensed: "Whoever called, pick it up!" ”

Gu Juelang's expression suddenly became strange, and when he saw the caller ID, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "How is Gu Ranran's situation now?" ,,,Okay, I'll be right there. Driver, speed up! ”

"Whew-"

There was a sudden braking, "Miss, Young Master Gu, it's here!" ”

When Wanzhi heard this, she hurriedly opened the car door and ran into the hospital.

Gu Jue Lang then went to the hospital.

"Uncle, aunt, how is dyeing?"

Seeing two familiar figures from a distance, Wanzhi immediately pounced.

Looking at Aunt Gu with red eyes, Wanzhi was a little scared all of a sudden, she didn't dare to ask, she was afraid that the result of asking would make her unbearable.

"Wanzhi, infected her, just found out, she, she has a very strict disease, what should I do, how can this be."

"It's okay, Auntie, now that medical skills are so advanced, her illness will definitely be cured."

"But the doctor can't do anything! What about my dyeing! ”

Aunt Gu said that she couldn't do anything, as if she had pressed a big stone on Wanzhi's heart, which made her breathless in an instant, and she asked with a little trembling: "Auntie, what disease did you get from her?" ”

"Lymphoma."

Without waiting for Aunt Gu to answer, a cold voice came from behind Wanzhi.

Wan Zhi turned around in surprise, it was Gu Juelang.

Seeing Gu Juelang, Wanzhi's eyes flashed with hope: "Gu Juelang, didn't you say that you could save her?" Isn't your family doctor amazing? I beg you, save the dyeing and dyeing, I beg you. Save her! ”

Gu Jue Lang looked at Wanzhi, who was on the verge of collapse, although his face was expressionless, but his voice was much more suppressed: "I can only treat the scars of her car accident, but I can't cure this huge hidden danger in her body that cannot be controlled......"

Gu Juelang's voice became quieter and quieter, and finally it was silent.

"No, absolutely not."

Wanzhi staggered back two steps, tears streaming down her clean cheeks.

Wanzhi looked at Aunt Gu who couldn't cry silently on the left, and Gu Juelang on the right at the stern face, and suddenly there was a burst of pain in her heart, the pain of eating bones, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she could only turn around, through the glass, and look at the beautiful and quiet dyeing like a doll.

She couldn't accept it, the person who was smiling like a flower just now, and was excited to grow up with her idol, in the blink of an eye, was lying here motionless, only the dripping sound of the cold instrument indicated that she was still alive.

Wanzhi looked at Yiqiē in front of her, and fell into deep self-blame, if she had tightened her hand and not let her run around, if she had walked side by side with her, if she had ...... But in life, there are no ifs.

Life is fragile, it is like a butterfly with dead leaves, vulnerable and falling.

We are always repenting, if I ,,, if we ,,,, but in life, there is no if!