Healing(3)

"Is that so? Ahem......" Lin Jiahui was a little embarrassed, her face was slightly red, and she coughed twice embarrassedly.

Lin Jiahui got up, filled Dugu Mo with tea, and then sat down.

Emotions have been calmed.

"I'm sick with this disease, it's a little drag, and I don't want to add a burden to her. failed to make her live a good life, but owed too much debt. Lin Jiahui sighed as she spoke.

"Auntie, you can't think so, Xiaoxiao is now the only one of your relatives, if you leave, what will she do? Therefore, aunt, you must use positive energy to face the illness and life, nothing cannot be changed. Dugu Mo talked eloquently.

"Xiao Mo, don't comfort your aunt, I know my illness, and I keep dragging it out until I die."

"Auntie, I'm serious, you listen to me first."

"Okay." Lin Jiahui reacted, she had been interrupting Dugu Mo, and she was a little embarrassed to respond.

"From the perspective of Western medicine, cancer is a terminal disease, especially in the advanced stage, which requires a huge amount of money and may not be able to be cured. Many mysterious things happen not without roots, but simply because most people can't access them. Can my aunt understand this? Dugu Mo said slowly, trying his best to make Lin Jiahui understand.

"Yes, although my aunt has no culture, she also knows that Chinese culture is broad and profound, and there are many mysterious people and things that even science can't explain."

"That's it, what I want to tell you today, it has something to do with this." Dugu Mo watched Lin Jiahui listen to herself intently, and knew her desire to live, or maybe she was reluctant to leave Song Xiaoxiao.

"In this mysterious field, cancer can be cured, my grandfather once told me that my grandfather's aunt used to be cancer, and finally met a talented person, through exclusive treatment, recovered. That's why I'm here today. When I heard about your illness before, I thought of this person, so I went home and begged my grandfather to help me find the descendants of that capable man and get the pills and rehabilitation techniques for curing cancer. ”

"Is this true?" Lin Jiahui still felt a little unbelievable when she heard such an unbelievable thing happening around her.

"If you will believe me, I promise to recover." Dugu Mo's words are categorical.

"It's... This ......" Lin Jiahui hesitated, gambling with her life has never been something that people like her do.

Looking at Lin Jiahui's state, Dugu Mo didn't urge, just sat there quietly, waiting for Lin Jiahui to choose.

As time passed, Dugu Mo's expression remained unchanged, and he drank tea one by one.

"Does Little know about this?" Lin Jiahui suddenly spoke.

"If you tell her, she'll know, and we can wait for her to come back and you can make a decision."

"I'll just bet once, anyway, this life is a drag on Xiaoxiao, it's better to walk easily." Lin Jiahui thought of the photo, the old man's obvious respect for Duguhan, and thought that he had dragged Xiaoxiao's work day and night, and owed a lot of debt.

Lin Jiahui thought of every step she had taken in her life, happiness and hardship, and finally made this decision.