That's why he asked Yang Dabao so uncertainly.

If the situation is true, there is really no other way to save his life Yang Dabao, the good sister in his heart.

Then he will do whatever it takes, even if it is to age it for another ten years.

He would never let her, a good sister as beautiful as a fairy sister, die like this.

However, he Yang Dabao thought that he used the spiritual water and spiritual grass elixir brought out under the Divine Dragon Pool.

It should also be possible to cure her homeroom teacher Zhao Siqin's illness, but it may take a long time.

More than 3... 5 years, as little as a year and a half.

Because he has already seen that her teacher, Zhao Siqin, is already in the middle and advanced stages of breast cancer.

If you go to some large hospitals in developed countries that have deep research on tumors, you may be able to live for a year and a half with some high-tech means.

It's just that all kinds of chemotherapy, lasers, and surgeries are just adding some pain to the pain of the dying person.

"Dabao, what do you see? Teacher, I said that it was fine, but I have been feeling cold and a little cold recently. ”

"But what you just said, I can remember it, teacher, one day the teacher asks you, don't forget, today you said to the teacher this promise. ”

At this moment, Zhao Siqin was extremely moved and ecstatic in her heart.

Although, she didn't know why the one in front of her looked like an old teenager Yang Dabao.

It seems that all of a sudden, he has become mature and sensible, meticulous, and knows how to care about people.

Moreover, his eyes are like everything in the world, and they are soul-stirring.

Unexpectedly, with such a casual glance, it was as if she had been tormented these days, the death and life, the unspeakable, and the painful condition.

First, she knew how terrible her body's condition was and terrible.

Some time ago, she went to almost all the big hospitals in various countries, and the result was the same as her son.

If chemotherapy, surgery and other means are used, he Zhao Siqin can live for a year or two.

If it is treated conservatively, as far as her current physical condition is concerned, it can last for half a year at most, and at least three or two months.

Therefore, she didn't want to leave the worst side of Yang Dabao, the best student in her mind, in the last days of her life.

She Zhao Siqin is a woman who pursues perfection all her life.

Even if she was going to die, she would never live for an extra year and a half.

You have to use those methods of self-harm to make yourself inhuman, ghostly, and ugly in order to leave this world.

This time, she thought very clearly, as long as she put Yang Dabao, a good student, and let him return to school.

She would leave alone, find a place where no one knew her, and die quietly like this.

"Dabao, don't talk about the teacher, let's talk about yourself first, tell the teacher, what happened just now, and how did you get like this?"

Zhao Siqin didn't want to let her fall into that dying fear all day long because of her physical affairs, but she was powerless to return to heaven and couldn't change the pain and suffering.

Therefore, she smiled lightly at Yang Dabao, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere of heaviness and displeasure before.

It was to change the subject, puzzled, and asked truthfully.

Seeing this, Yang Dabao knew that it was indeed unrealistic to let his teacher Zhao Siqin tell him everything in a short time.

Moreover, there are still so many outsiders, and he Yang Dabao himself is still in the mud Tan of thanks, the Bodhisattva crossed the river, and it is difficult to protect himself.

was also mistaken for the thief who did all kinds of evil, raped and plundered flowers, and beat people's big breasts, kicked and exploded people's eggs, and beat people into toothless pig heads, thinking about it made his eggs hurt.

In such a discordant atmosphere, it is indeed not appropriate to talk about things that cannot be solved for a while.

"Teacher Zhao, don't worry, the coming day will be long, I, Yang Dabao, will definitely find a way to cure your illness, and I will definitely not let you have any trouble." ”

Yang Dabao secretly swore in his heart.

While taking what happened to him Yang Dabao during this time,

What can be said and what can be said, he Yang Dabao told him about this good sister one by one. Good teachers.

What can't be said, what can't be said, he, Yang Dabao, is more true and false, making up nonsense, and saying it ambiguously.

There are some things he doesn't want to tell him, this good teacher Zhao Siqin.

Because, even if he told her Zhao Siqin that he Yang Dabao was the reincarnation of the ancient dragon who could call the wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim the sea, go to the sky and enter the earth, and could do anything, she would not necessarily believe it.

What's more, telling her is tantamount to harming her, and it is absolutely harmful to her.

There are some things and some risks, which are destined for him Yang Dabao to hide in his heart for the rest of his life, and to protect his loved family like a man who stands up to the sky, and to face it alone.

"Dabao, is what you said true? You didn't lie to the teacher, did you?"

After Zhao Siqin listened to Yang Dabao's narration.

At the same time, she was surprised, and at the same time, she told about the obscure and mysterious and mysterious and unfathomable, metaphysical martial arts and medicine, the truth of all things.

He asked suspiciously.

If you are a good student, you really have this adventure, meet a peerless master who has returned to the forest in seclusion, and teach him an unfathomable metaphysical secretary, peerless martial arts and supernatural medical skills.

Does that mean that she Zhao Siqin's middle and advanced breast cancer has been sentenced to death by the medical community.

There is a glimmer of hope for a new lease of life.

At this moment, he Zhao Siqin said that he was not excited, I am afraid that even she didn't believe it.

There is hope to live, but who wants to be tortured like this, waiting for death.

Although, she very much hopes that Yang Dabao, a good student who has never lied to her, all the things he said to her are true.

However, judging from the rational thinking of an atheist who has always advocated scientific ideas, and is rich and knowledgeable.

She will never believe that those gods and ghosts are empty, and only those whimsical brainless authors can come up with that kind of rotten street and deceive the reader's thinking.

Just when Zhao Siqin was full of joy and sorrow, sorrow and loss, and melancholy.

In the night, a white shadow slowly walked towards them.

Before the person arrived, the sound came first.

The pure and soft voice of the blue hollow valley made everyone present feel uplifted and listened quietly.