Chapter 675: Tell Me What Is Brain Cancer?

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There are two other people in the oncology department who are asking about their condition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info There was a female doctor sitting in front of me, and she looked at me with some confusion: "Is there something wrong?"

"Hello, doctor, I would like to ask what happened to the two girls who just left here?" I asked in a low voice.

"Sorry, but we have the right to defend the patient's **. ā€

Hearing her say this, the bad premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"Doctor, this matter is really important to me, I ask you to tell me. I cautiously asked, "Is Wang Mengmeng sick?"

The female doctor pushed her eyes and looked at me suspiciously: "Who are you Wang Mengmeng?"

My heart suddenly burst, could it really be Wang Mengmeng's illness. Inexplicably, I swallowed a little fear, and then said, "I am her ......" I paused here before saying, "I am hers...... Friend. ā€

The female doctor looked at my silver hair, as if she understood something, and a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes. After a long time, she said with some pity, "Wang Mengmeng is a good girl, you have time to spend more time with her, she ......"

When I came out of the oncology department, I felt like a puppet with a lost soul, and I bumped into the nurse several times. But I didn't realize it, and the whole person walked down numbly like a walking corpse.

Advanced brain cancer!

These words were left in my mind, and they seemed to have turned into a silent thunderous rumble, which not only blew my whole soul away, but also made me miserable. I don't know how I got out of the hospital, but the female doctor's words echoed in my head over and over again;" She didn't want to do chemotherapy, and she said that the people she loved the most liked the way she had long hair. ā€

She said that even if she left here, she would take her long hair with her, and she would keep the traces of her last love for the people she loved. ā€

"She said that when she died, she would put on her wedding dress and turn her bones into ashes......

She said she loved that person more than she loved herself. ā€

She said......"

Until the end of the sentence, the cancer cells had spread throughout her body. There are less than two months left at most, or even less, and it is more likely that he will bleed at any time.

Two months?

Sixty days?

I held on to the tree next to me and gasped, my eyes wide open, full of fear. Until finally tears dripped from my eyes.

Why? I raised my head and asked the heavens speechlessly. The sad back of Wang Mengmeng's departure has left an indelible mark on my mind, which is the brand of the heaviest shackles in my life.

Her back was as if an old tree had been struck by lightning and was about to collapse, gradually burning to ashes.

The stereo at the door of the clothing store next to it suddenly came with a sad singing: "I believe you are still here, never left, my love is like an angel guarding you, if there is no me in life until here, I will find an angel to love you for me......"

I let out a low snort and kicked the speaker aside. The sad song suddenly came to an abrupt end. I stood dumbfounded, dumbfounded. It's as if the world is still at this moment.

A few people who came out of the store looked at me unkindly: "Are you sick?"

I looked at him with tears streaming down my face, "What do you tell me about brain cancer?" I just was so helpless and in too much pain, I wanted to find someone to talk to, even if it was someone I didn't know: "Mengmeng, she's leaving." I said dumbfounded.

The kid looked a little puzzled, "What a madman. ā€

Another person next to me brought over the broken stereo and looked at me with a very unkind expression. He tugged at the hem of my coat, "You're looking for trouble, aren't you?"

I didn't move, let him pull my shirt, and repeated blankly: "Mengmeng is leaving, there are less than two months left." ā€

", this is a lunatic. One of them scolded disdainfully.

The boy who was pulling at the hem of my shirt pushed me hard, and with his force, I fell to the ground weakly. A few of them looked at each other and started kicking me all the way up. I didn't fight back, I just held my head and let them beat me.

I can't even feel even the most basic pain. What flashes in my mind is Wang Mengmeng's appearance, constantly intertwined. The way she looks is enough to drown out all the emotions and pain.

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"Moe. I let out a low cry, and like an angry lion, I leaped up, pulled the boy by the hair, and in an instant lifted my knee and struck him on the head. Those people were stunned, and I ignored them. Running frantically into the distance, I felt like a madman.

When I ran to Wang Mengmeng's house, I kept knocking on the door, but no one opened the door for me.

Taking out the phone, I shouted to Ah Mao, "Immediately check where Wang Mengmeng is?"

Ah Mao was stunned for a moment, and then replied lightly, "I know." ā€

An hour later, I came to the river, but Wang Mengmeng and the others were gone. At this time, I remembered that I still had Liu Xiya's phone in my mobile phone, and I didn't know if she had changed her number, so I hurriedly took the phone and called. But what appears is already a state of shutdown.

I laughed silently, looked around blankly, and the slight sound of running water in my ears seemed to turn into a continuous stormy wave, which shook violently in my mind, and it seemed to be the helpless roar of a wild beast, which shook me and made me tremble, and I could not control myself.

In the end, Wang Mengmeng was found in the hospital, her eyes could not see, and the advanced stage of brain cancer would cause indirect blindness. This means that she ...... There isn't much time left. It could even be the last day of every day.

Liu Xiya stood outside the ward in a daze, looking at me, her tears flowed down in an instant, pulling the placket of my clothes, she roared lowly: "Mengmeng doesn't have much time, she's leaving." "It's not so much that she's talking to me, it's that she's talking to herself.

Wang Mengmeng was lying in the ward, with thick bandages wrapped around her eyes, covering the vivid vividness of the past, as if she also covered the last brilliance left in time. She fell into a deep sleep, pushing open the room, and I struggled to move, and every step seemed to exhaust all my strength.

Why am I so stupid? Why haven't I noticed Wang Mengmeng's recent changes? I blamed myself again and again in annoyance. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she looked at Wang Mengmeng blankly, her thin appearance was distressing.

The pain took away her original appearance, leaving behind a body that would be broken at any moment and still struggling for the last days.