The Central Hospital, located on the outskirts of the city, is a large general hospital.

In the hospital, there are famous experts and professors at home and abroad, who have absolute authority.

After a series of full-body examinations with various cutting-edge instruments and consultations with more than a dozen experts, at this moment, Leng Yue and Mr. Deng were sitting in the consultation room, waiting for the final results.

It didn't take long for Mr. Deng to be called out, while Leng Yue was questioned in detail by several experts.

At the same time, Mr. Deng sat opposite his long-time friend, Dr. Zhang, and was having a sincere exchange.

Mr. Deng sat there, staring at Dr. Zhang with a worried face.

"What's wrong with her?!" Mr. Deng's voice was a little hoarse, and his face was a little pale.

"About the patient ...... Leng Yue"

Dr. Zhang flipped through the various results of the examination he had just examined and the opinions given by the experts, and he frowned deeply.

"Dude, didn't you know anything about her before?"

"Do you mean her condition? I only found out today. Mr. Deng said: "Although she looks a little thin, her physical fitness is not bad, I didn't expect her to get sick...... The important thing is that she's still young! How's that, is it really serious?"

"Yes, it's serious! very, very serious!"

Dr. Zhang looked at his friend with a pair of sad eyes and shook his head slowly.

"She could lose her life at any time. His voice was low and heavy.

"Really?!"

Mr. Deng seemed taken aback.

He felt a wave of dizziness, and his eyes began to blur.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Dude, how are you, are you alright?"

Dr. Zhang approached him and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"I take the liberty of asking, she ...... Who the hell is it? It's yours, who is it?, is it convenient to say?" he asked curiously, because he had never seen Mr. Deng so worried.

"She's ......"

Mr. Deng swallowed.

A sudden excitement choked his voice: "She is like my life, she is mine...... Loved ones!"

"Oh, got it. ”

Dr. Zhang didn't ask any more.

He began to talk about Leng Yue's condition in detail.

"After examination, it was found that she had a rare disease. It was found that her body was extremely cold, and countless cryogenic factors were accumulating. And every time they gather, the patient will be in pain and will fall into a coma. When she gathers to a certain level and number, she will lose all six senses and become a frozen person. ”

"Loss of all six senses?

Mr. Deng repeated it mechanically.

As if it were such a mouthful and complicated word, his heart was in a trance. Is Leng Yue, this beautiful little woman, just a fictional life? Could she disappear from this world at any time?

He doesn't believe it! He can't believe it!

"Isn't there a cure for this disease?" Mr. Deng asked almost desperately and weakly: "Although it is rare, but modern medicine is so developed, and she is only in her twenties, there is no way?"

Dr. Zhang looked at Mr. Deng and sighed deeply.

"All of our consulting experts deeply regret her. Moreover, it is also very puzzling and strange. Although she is young, her body is like an old person, with the appearance of running out of oil. It's like ...... When she is a centenarian, especially the cold in her body, it is even more strange. Dr. Zhang shook his head: "We have never encountered such a case, and there is no cure. ”

"How can there be old age!"

Mr. Deng asked bitterly, and then thought of what Leng Yue had said, the inexplicable existence of life, and his heart was sad.

"It's cruel!"

He muttered and took a deep breath of cold air.

"She's such a wonderful girl. He said.

"That's the weird thing!"

Dr. Zhang sighed and shook his head again.

"So what is the loss of all six senses?" asked Mr. Deng puzzled.

"The so-called six senses," Dr. Zhang explained, "are the six senses of 'eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind'. If there is a problem with one sense, then the other senses will also go wrong quickly, and when all six senses are lost, then the freezing factor will quickly gather throughout the body, and she will become a frozen living dead. ”

"Why is this happening?"

Mr. Deng screamed in pain.

"Yes," Dr. Zhang sighed deeply: "Medicine, it doesn't help her much, we can't help her illness, we can only hope that a miracle happens!" He looked at the pale Mr. Deng, and said sadly, "Do you understand?"

"Oh my God!" Mr. Deng cried out bitterly: "Yue'er! How could she be like this? Heaven and earth and all things are mutually reinforcing, does God really want to take her away? Is there really no cure?"

"There is no cure!"

Dr. Zhang affirmed.

"Even if you prescribe some nourishing and health medicines, they have no real use. He shook his head slowly.

What kind of woman is this!

For a while, Mr. Deng's heart was like a knife, and he sat down in the chair in pain.

"As long as I can save her, I am willing to exchange everything in this world for her to make her better. ”

"Dude—"

Dr. Zhang held out five fingers and shook them in front of his eyes.

"Finally back to my soul!"

He went to pat him on the shoulder.

"Brother, I know your mood and despair at this time, but even if you have a wonderful hand to return to heaven, you are powerless to return to heaven, and there is nothing you can do!" Dr. Zhang paused, and then said, "If she is really a person of seventy or eighty, she can prepare for the future." But she's so young, so we can only hope for a miracle!"

"Or, there will really be a miracle, right?" Mr. Deng muttered to himself, "Isn't she alive and well now?"

"yes!"

Dr. Zhang smiled.

"Perhaps, in the near future, all diseases will be conquered, and it will no longer threaten humanity. Maybe it's just a minor illness, but who knows? With the rapid progress of science, many things that we thought were impossible before are now possible, and mankind has already developed into space, so what else can't be done?"

"Really?"

Mr. Deng frowned.

He shalved, sucked hard...... Why is it so hard to breathe?

He wiped his somewhat blurry eyes, and he suddenly understood. His cold moon was in the consultation room next door, slowly "dying".

Dr. Zhang looked at Mr. Deng deeply for a long time and groaned for a while.

"Dude, with Leng Yue's current situation, it would be the best situation if it didn't continue to deteriorate. It won't be long before her first symptom is drowsiness, and then she may lose one of her six senses, and then she will ...... It's a sense of loss, in other words, what we can help her with is to keep her happy. ”

"But, how can you maintain it......"

Mr. Deng took another deep breath of cold air.

"Well...... this"

For a moment, Dr. Zhang was speechless.

"So, how long can her life last?" Mr. Deng asked again.

"This ...... The length of the patient's life is difficult to say. Dr. Zhang pondered, "Maybe it's a long time, maybe it's over in any instant." Because of the special situation of the cold moon, I think ......"

He paused, a little hesitant.

"How?"

Mr. Deng asked anxiously.

"I think," Dr. Zhang said frankly, looking at Mr. Deng, "that she could die at any moment." Her life is too fragile! At most, she can't survive it...... Two months. ”

Mr. Deng was silent, he gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word.

"But ......"

Dr. Zhang saw Mr. Deng's gloom and pain, and as an old friend, he should always say something comforting:

"We can also hope for some miracles, right? In many accounts, there are many incurable diseases, which are suddenly cured by some incredible, miraculous powers. There's a lot of unexplained things in this world, and we can't despair, can we?"

Mr. Deng glanced at Dr. Zhang and thought: What an empty sentence!

"In other words, science is no longer helpful to Cold Moon, and what is needed now is divine power, not manpower. So is "love" the magic power? Can she—can she get married?"

Mr. Deng asked the most important question for Leng Yue.

"Married?" Dr. Zhang's eyes were serious and sharp. "With her current physical condition, she must not live a married life!

Mr. Deng closed his eyes, and Leng Yue's voice floated clearly in his ears: I want to marry him and have children for him!

"I see!"

Mr. Deng nodded.

"She's like a tiny drop of water that shatters when touched. ”