''You will always be beautiful in my heart, no matter how your face changes,'' Wen Yishao said with a choked voice.

Wen Yishao walked to her bed, held her hands tightly, and let her snuggle in her arms, her hands no longer had the previous temperature, her face had lost the red rhyme of the past, and there were more needles and eyes on her hands, Wen Yishao found a lot of books on leukemia, and told Xiaoying, we are now a strong country, medicine is developed, and Baixue disease can be cured, as long as there is a suitable bone marrow transplant, the cure rate can reach 40%, Xiaoying held her hand, supported herself with her arm, and kissed him on the face.

During that time, Wen Yishao School, hospital, two points and one line running, it seems that the days have returned to the previous moment of glue and knee-like, Xiaoying complained that he ran every day like this, which would delay his studies, and persuaded him not to run like this, study hard, Wen Yishao agreed verbally every time, but each time he came more diligently than before.

One night, Xiaoying pulled him to him and whispered: Yishao, promise me one thing, '''What''s the matter?'''

As long as I can do it, even if I go to Daoshan Mountain and get off the oil pot, I am willing to go! ''Wen Yishao patted his chest!

"Tomorrow Can Come From" Chapter 4 Two groups of people 46 are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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