"Yes, we can only do our best to obey the fate of God!" Dr. Zhang said helplessly.

"Alright, I'm going to leave after you've had a lot of time. Mr. Deng stood up, stretched out his hand, held Dr. Zhang's hand, and stood for a while...... "Goodbye!" he sighed.

Yes, he asked what he should have asked and what he shouldn't, what else could he say?

However, Leng Yue was still in the dark, and she didn't know what to say to her. At this time, Mr. Deng ignorantly felt that he still had something more chaotic than the conversation just now, that is, the explanation to Leng Yue.

Dr. Zhang saw his thoughts from Mr. Deng's eyes, and he explained: "It is better not to tell the patient the real situation, and avoid ...... now Bring misfortune upon her!"

"Good!"

Mr. Deng nodded.

He let go of Dr. Zhang's hand and turned to open the door to the examination room.

"Cold Moon!"

Mr. Deng screamed in surprise.

An unforgettable pain swept through his heart.

At this time, Leng Yue was standing at the door against the wall, her face was pale without any blood, but her eyes were shining brightly, and she stared at him.

"Brother Deng!" her voice was a little weak and low, but it was clear and steady. "You don't have to hide it from me, I'...... I heard it all. Life and death are fate, God wants to take it, and no one can do anything. ”

"Cold Moon—"

Mr. Deng shouted, and his eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist.

"Don't overthink it! You're not as serious as they say! Doctor, it's always scary!"

"Brother Deng......"

Leng Yue paused, as if calming her emotions.

"I'm sorry to frighten you! I feel sorry for me, I'm sorry for me! I'm even more ......" She paused again: "I owe you all my life, and I may never be able to repay you." ”

She couldn't go any longer, for there was a large lump in her throat that seemed to be out of breath, causing a violent cough.

Mr. Deng hurriedly hugged her and patted her back to let her breathe down.

"Leng Yue, you...... Wasn't it in the consultation room? Why did you run out?"

"When I saw Brother Deng being called away by Dr. Zhang, I knew about it and the seriousness of his condition. And, I know it too...... The three-year deadline has arrived. ”

Listening to Leng Yue's words, Deng was always shocked, anxious, painful, and sad, and his heart was chaotic for a while, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

He helped her to sit down on a stool in the hallway, and he held her hands tightly, and sorrow came from it:

"What's the limit? Touch the wood!"

He said quickly and urgently, and pressed Leng Yue's hand on the long wooden chair again.

"Brother Deng, you ......" Leng Yue was stunned: "Don't worry, I touched ......"

"If you can't speak, don't say anything, what is going to die or live, can you joke about it when the time limit has come?

"But why are you still in a hurry?"

"Can I not be in a hurry?" Mr. Deng's cheeks were red, and even his eyes were red. "In the future, you will remember that you can't talk nonsense, you know?"

"Yes, got it!"

Leng Yue nodded, her eyes were full of tears, but the corners of her mouth were smiling.

"You also say that you are born smart, are you so imaginative?" Mr. Deng continued to nag: "If you can't make it up, you will admit that you are stupid! But this kind of thing can't be said nonsense! Do you know?"

"I know. Leng Yue whispered: "I touch the wood, touch the wood, blah, touch the wood......"

"Leng Yue!" Mr. Deng grabbed Leng Yue's hand pressed on the bench. "You don't know the weight of you in my heart, you don't know how much I feel for you...... Yes...... How deep, how heavy!"

He took both of her hands, and he buried his face in her palms.

"Don't say anything that makes people sad to hear, it will make me really sad......" he trembled and wept. "Oh, Leng Yue, you have to live well, you have to ...... Alive!"

"Brother Deng......"

She stroked his hair like a big sister comforting her little brother.

"Brother Deng, men don't shed tears easily! Brother Deng is in my mind, but what about men among men. ”

Mr. Deng raised his head and examined Leng Yue's face with tearful eyes.

There was not the slightest sadness in her beautiful face, except that it was pale. Before she and she started to go to the hospital, they seemed to be still burning with the brilliance of youth and beauty!

it with old age! it with all six senses! it with the two-month limit! it with some frozen people--

"Brother Deng, let's go. She stood up. "We ...... Get out of here. ”

"Okay!"

Mr. Deng took her shoulders and walked slowly.

"Brother Deng, I still say the same thing, please don't tell Qingfeng the news that I will die soon...... Because, no matter how I explain it, it will bring him into pain. We don't love because we don't love, but because we can't love anymore. ”

She told Mr. Deng again as she walked.

"It's just, my days...... Not much. Qingfeng he, he hasn't recovered his memory about the distant mountains yet, I want to find a hypnotic master to help him recover his memory, Brother Deng, are there any suitable candidates?"

"This ......"

Mr. Deng thought for a moment.

He thought of his old classmate Ding Wei.

"I really have a suitable person. Mr. Deng said: "My classmate, Dr. Ding Wei, is a famous hypnotic master. He is not only proficient in psychology, but also proficient in astronomy, geography, and I Ching, and has also treated many mental patients through hypnosis. Anyway, this classmate of mine is really a genius!

"Wow, help me get in touch!"

Leng Yue's pale cheeks were flushed.

"I'm sure my distant mountains will tell the truth. ”

Seeing the flush on Leng Yue's face, Mr. Deng was stunned.

Is this the power of love? After a long time, he nodded.

"Okay, Cold Moon. ”

Walking out of the gate of the hospital, Mr. Deng made a phone call, and the driver drove the car from the parking lot to the gate of the hospital.

They sat on the back seat of the car, and Mr. Deng ordered the driver to drive.

"Where are you going?"

He looked at Leng Yue and asked.

"Go to me. He thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the 'Moon Palace', okay? That way, I can take care of you!" Seeing that Leng Yue did not react, Mr. Deng understood in his heart. "Or, are you afraid that Qingfeng will misunderstand? Okay, I'll send you a few people to take care of you, you can't be alone!"

"No, no!"

Leng Yue began to shake her head.

"No, Brother Deng. I...... It's totally okay on your own. Besides, I, and the breeze. ”

"Okay. Mr. Deng looked at her deeply and shook his head helplessly. "If there is anything, you must tell me as soon as possible! Call and communicate in time, so that I don't worry!" he instructed.

"Okay!"

Leng Yue nodded.