The doctor sighed, "Alas, alas, you will have an accident like this, Miss Gu, what if you faint on the side of the road, no one has accompanied you to chemotherapy for the past few days, I guess you may be from other places, otherwise you won't have any friends." ”

Ruan Xiaoqing stiffened, and tears crossed her face.

Indeed, every time she came over, the doctor would ask why no one was with her, and the other leukemia patients in the ward were accompanied by someone, someone comforted her when she cried, and someone bought breakfast when she was hungry.

It's just her, she has to grit her teeth desperately to endure when she cries, and when she is hungry, she has to go downstairs to eat with her painful body.

"I don't want my friends to know, I'm afraid they will be upset, doctor, I don't want you to ask too much, it's my freedom to heal me, I know you care about me, but I don't need to."

The doctor wanted to persuade him a few more words, but when he heard her say this, he could only stop.

Ruan Xiaoqing held on to the wall and left slowly, just a few steps, and he was already sweating.

Arriving at the entrance of the hospital, she glanced up at the sky, the corners of her mouth curled.

She felt like a mermaid and went to the wizard to turn the fishtail into a pair of legs, and with every step, it hurt.

Probably thinking of this story, her mood became lighter.

Ruan Xiaoqing took a taxi, and after getting in the car, he said the address to the driver weakly.

The driver couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw that her face was as pale as paper.

"Miss, are you okay, your face is so ugly, don't have an accident in my car, I can't afford to take this responsibility."

Ruan Xiaoqing smiled and pressed her head against the cold glass, as if she would be able to sober up a little bit.

"Master, let's drive, I'm fine."

She was sweating all the time from the pain, it was still winter, and yet she felt like her warm clothes were already wet.

The car stopped at its destination, she checked out with trembling hands, and got out of the car.

The driver was a little unbearable, but he was still afraid of trouble, so he didn't go up to help people after all.

"Now the little girl, I really don't care for my body, if you don't love yourself, how can people love you, next time try to do a good job, after all, the child is quite pitiful."

The doctor finished and drove away.

Ruan Xiaoqing was a little speechless, knowing that the doctor probably misunderstood, thinking that she went to the hospital for an abortion.

She couldn't laugh or cry, sorted out the expression on her face, took out the mirror and looked at it, and found that her face was really terrible, she was startled, no wonder the doctor asked her if she would be okay just now.

Ruan Xiaoqing was afraid that Mu Juntian would see something, so she carefully drew a little blush and put on lipstick, and her face was finally not so ugly.

She took a deep breath and headed home.

Mu Juntian was already waiting impatiently in the house, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, his body instantly stiffened.

Ruan Xiaoqing saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance, and suddenly felt that such a scene was really subtle, usually she sat on the sofa and waited for someone.

"Why did you come back, I'm starving to death after a while."

Ruan Xiaoqing smiled and slowly bent down to change her shoes.

This action almost made her scream in pain, the wound of marrow removal was on her waist, and the bending action made the wound tense, and she gasped in pain.

However, she was afraid that Mu Juntian would see it, so she couldn't help but make no sound, changed her shoes with trembling hands, and then put them in the shoe cabinet.

Mu Juntian frowned when she saw her movements, why is this woman changing shoes so slowly?

"You're trying to starve me to death?"

In fact, he didn't want to talk to her in a cold voice at all, but when he said this, he couldn't control himself at all.

Ruan Xiaoqing changed her shoes, and her forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Sorry, I'll go down there now."

In fact, Mu Juntian's cooking skills are very good, and he used to work in the kitchen when several brothers had dinners.

But he had never cooked for Ruan Xiaoqing once, and it was this woman who was always busy in the kitchen.

Ruan Xiaoqing pretended to go to the kitchen very naturally, and the moment the kitchen door closed, she leaned against the door in pain, slowly calming her breathing.

Every cell was screaming for discomfort, and she felt like she was going to die.

But thinking that Mu Juntian was still hungry, she didn't have time to think about anything else, so she forcibly took out the pasta from the refrigerator.

Obviously, it takes a short time to make noodles, but she tossed for an hour, and Mu Juntian was impatient waiting outside and came to the kitchen door.

"Don't come in, I'll be right away!"

Afraid that she would see her full of big heads, Ruan Xiaoqing hurriedly stopped.

Mu Jun pushed the door with his hand, "Why does it take so long for you to cook noodles?" ”

Ruan Xiaoqing's hands were trembling all the time, and the corners of his mouth curved when he heard him ask.

"I'm sorry, the noodles just got mushy and I re-boiled the pot."

Although Mu Juntian was puzzled, he still returned to sit on the sofa.

Ruan Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on her forehead and face, and took out the two bowls of noodles.

When she came to the living room, her hands were shaking all the time, and she didn't have any strength at all, and as soon as her face was brought to Mu Juntian's face, she threw one of the bowls directly on the ground because of the severe trembling of her hands.

Her hand was burned by the noodle soup, she screamed, and the other bowl fell to the ground without holding it steady.

After two nights of fragrant noodles, he just came out to take a picture, and collapsed on the floor, and even the bowl was broken into several pieces.

Mu Juntian's face turned black in an instant, and he looked up at her coldly.

Ruan Xiaoqing squatted down in panic and scooped the bowl and noodles into the trash.

Because she squatted too quickly, the wound on her back made her hurt for a while.

"I'm sorry, my hands shook a little, wait for me to make you a bowl again, okay?"

Mu Juntian had already stood up, his face a little heavy.

He even thought that Ruan Xiaoqing was actually unwilling to make noodles for him at all, just delaying time, and just deliberately starving him, and now that he was hungry, she also knocked over two bowls of noodles.

Are the two tired of each other?

He couldn't help but think of it so self-deprecatingly, and walked past her.

"I'm already full of you, and I don't want to eat anything now."

Ruan Xiaoqing's body shrank for a moment, and the sweat on his forehead came out again.

She didn't want to mess it up at all, but she didn't have the strength to do it.

Mu Juntian had already gone upstairs and didn't look at her more.

Ruan Xiaoqing squatted down a little masochistically and threw all the remaining pieces into the trash.

The wound on his back was so tense that it was more like sprinkling a bowl of chili water on the wound.

After cleaning up, she collapsed directly on the sofa, but she didn't faint, just rested.

My body was too soft to exert my strength, and my back hurt.

She rested for half an hour, struggled to get up, and walked upstairs.

Mu Jun leaned on the balcony of the bedroom, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ruan Xiaoqing slowly closed the door and walked behind him.

Mu Juntian suddenly turned around, hugged her, and brought her to the bed.

Ruan Xiaoqing was a little panicked, it was daytime, and she still had dense needles on her body, which were all left over from chemotherapy, if Mu Juntian did it with her now, then her secret would be discovered.

She didn't want him to know about her illness and didn't need his mercy.

"Mu Junting, I don't want to."

It was the first time she had rejected him, and there was no negotiation at all.

Mu Juntian was obviously stunned for a moment, propped himself up and looked at her.

"What did you say?"

He thought he had misheard, this man would never refuse him, how could it be......

"I said I don't want to, can I ...... later"

Before Ruan Xiaoqing's words were finished, Mu Juntian had already gotten up, with mockery on his face.

"Ruan Xiaoqing, your love is nothing more than that, you keep saying that you like me, and now you don't even want me to touch it, since we hate each other, when will you file for divorce?"

When she refused, he was surprised, and there was a little discomfort in that surprise.

Strange, how could he be uncomfortable?

What he likes has always been Shu Ying, no matter what Shu Ying looks like, it was a dream when he was young.

Ruan Xiaoqing didn't speak, her head was slightly lowered, and her eyes were scarlet.

The last thing Mu Juntian wants to see is that she is like this, very aggrieved and angry.

With him, is it so wronged? In that case, why did you get married in the first place?

"You can file for divorce, if you really can't stand it, Ruan Xiaoqing, it's not interesting for us to do this."

After Mu Jun finished speaking, he left without looking back, closing the door very loudly.

Ruan Xiaoqing tightly tugged at the clothes in front of her, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

She won't get divorced, she only has three months left, and even if they torture each other, they have to stay by his side.

She is a selfish person who robs him of his happiness and makes him angry.

The more Ruan Xiaoqing cried, the more her body hurt, and finally curled up in a ball and hugged herself pitifully.

Mu Jun leaned behind the door and didn't go far, and kept standing in place, wondering if Ruan Xiaoqing would chase him out.

If she loved him, she would definitely chase him out.

With a little hope in his heart, he waited at the door like a fool.

But an hour passed, and there was no sound in it.

The hope in Mu Jun's heart was shattered little by little, and finally he curled the corners of his mouth with self-deprecation, and left here in great strides.

He was agitated, but he didn't know what he was anxious about.

Walking out of the door of the living room, he was so angry that he almost kicked the vase on the side, but thinking that after the vase was broken, it was Ruan Xiaoqing who cleaned up, so he could only retract the kick that he kicked out.

Anxious, anxious!

After getting into the car, he looked upstairs and felt depressed.

He slammed the accelerator on his foot and drove the car out of the way.

At this time, Ruan Xiaoqing was already paralyzed on the bed in pain, and the confrontation with Mu Juntian just now had used up all her strength, she didn't even have the strength to curl her fingers, not to mention standing up to chase Mu Juntian, she wanted to explain to the other party, but her body didn't allow her to do so.

Her pillow was wet with tears, and she stared at the ceiling for a moment before falling asleep.

And Mu Juntian came to the crew, and obviously said that he would ask for leave, but he was so disturbed by Ruan Xiaoqing, he didn't have any relaxation, so he might as well work hard.

"Emperor Song is here."

"It's strange, just now his assistant told the director that he was asking for leave."

Several people whispered on the side, and everyone stared at Mu Jun curiously.

The director didn't say anything, a big name like Mu Juntian, he was too late to hold it, how could he say that the other party was not.

What's more, Mu Juntian is usually very serious, and there must be something like this today.

"Gentleman."

Mu Juntian was just about to enter his workshop, when he saw Shu Ying on the side.

His brow furrowed, and the anxiety in his heart intensified.

This person has lost a lot of weight, and Chu Chu looked at him pitifully.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come to me again?"

His words were very cold, and he didn't give the other party a single one.